Who Dares Stop Me From Eating Delicious Food? The Tragic End of Sea Horse Douluo!

Bo Saixi's righteous and impassioned declaration, filled with the spirit of selfless sacrifice, echoed at the entrance of the Maple Dye Pavilion.

The sound wasn't quiet.

So much so that even the powerful figures in the restaurant who were listening intently to gossip heard everything clearly.

In an instant, everyone's gaze turned to the woman standing at the door, her back still exuding an air of nobility and aloofness.

That look in his eyes was filled with undisguised contempt.

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Look at your grief-stricken and indignant expression; you acted just like it was real.

If you really go and catch the traitor, we'll eat this whole table right here and now!

The crowd silently complained in their hearts, while casting sympathetic glances at the Sea Horse Douluo who had rushed over, looking travel-worn.

Poor child.

Look at your High Priest, spouting nonsense without batting an eye.

Look at yourself, your face is almost a liverish color, you want to argue but don't dare to, your appearance is truly heartbreaking to hear and tearful to see.

As for the person involved, Sea Horse Douluo, he had a million complaints stuck in his throat, which almost made him suffocate on the spot.

The traitorous Sea Witch... utterly cunning?

In Sea Horse Douluo's mind, the image of the Sea Witch's innocent face, whose mind was always occupied with singing or daydreaming, instantly appeared.

She? Cunning?

High Priest, do you seem to have some grave misunderstanding about the word "cunning"?

Furthermore, what about the friendly relations between Sea God Island and the Spirit Hall?

Sea Horse Douluo almost burst out laughing on the spot.

When have our two factions ever had any "friendship"? Just a few days ago, weren't you brandishing a trident, shouting threats and threats at their Grand Elder?

It's only been a few days, how come they've already established friendly diplomatic relations?

Okay, okay!

Even if! Even if all of this is true!

The Sea Witch is a cunning and ruthless woman who hides her true intentions. She infiltrated Spirit City to instigate a war between the two major powers!

But who are you?

You, Peerless Douluo of level 99, need to use a "waiting for the rabbit to run into the tree stump" tactic to capture a titled Douluo of level 92?

With a single thought, you could turn the entire Spirit City upside down. Wouldn't that be better than just guarding this place?

The most outrageous thing is that you even said you were afraid she'd do something rash?

The more Sea Horse Douluo thought about it, the colder his heart became.

He finally understood.

What Sea Dragon Douluo said is all true!

The whole story of the Sea Witch's defection has a sinister feel to it from beginning to end!

The real problem isn't with the Sea Witch at all!

The real problem lies with this High Priest!

Having figured this out, Sea Horse Douluo felt utterly exhausted.

Looking at Bo Saixi's tragic face, which seemed to say, "For the greater good, if I don't go to hell, who will?", he took a deep breath and decided to make one last effort.

"Lord High Priest!"

"Lord High Priest!"

Sea Horse Douluo took a deep breath, his face filled with the tragic grandeur of a loyal minister dying for his country.

"Actually... actually, the main reason Lord Hailong sent me here this time was to... bring you back!"

He began to patiently persuade the high priest, trying to awaken him from his "misguided" ways with a sense of responsibility and mission.

"Sea God Island cannot be without a master for even a day, and countless Sea Soul Master need your guidance!"

"You bear the heavy responsibility of the High Priest, please... consider the greater good!"

Bo Saixi's face instantly darkened.

Sea Horse Douluo spoke with heartfelt sincerity, tears streaming down his face, almost clinging to Bo Saixi's leg and sobbing.

Just then...

He felt a barely perceptible fluctuation in the air beside him.

A broad, thick hand, accompanied by a whistling wind, flashed past him out of the corner of his eye without warning.

Sea Horse Douluo didn't even have time to react.

"Smack!"

A loud, dull slap rang out!

Sea Horse Douluo felt as if his right cheek had been struck head-on by a ten- Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. The world spun around him, everything went black, and he instantly lost consciousness.

The feeling was like someone had violently unplugged the power supply to his brain.

"Bang."

Sea Horse Douluo fell straight backward, crashing to the ground and losing consciousness.

Qian Daoliu slowly withdrew his hand, his face still showing a hint of bewilderment.

He just... just felt that this Sea Horse Douluo was too noisy and was disturbing his and Xi Xi's time together, so... he just... did it...

Looking at the unconscious Sea Horse Douluo at her feet, Bo Saixi suddenly turned her head, her sea-blue eyes wide open, staring intently at Qian Daoliu.

"You!"

Qian Daoliu jolted awake from his daze and instinctively assumed a defensive posture, crouching down with his hands covering his head, ready to face the storm of fury.

Oh no, I messed up again! Xi Xi is definitely going to beat me up again!

However, the expected beating did not occur.

Bo Saixi's voice paused for a moment, then abruptly changed the subject.

"Well done!"

Qian Daoliu: "Huh?"

He looked up in disbelief and saw Bo Saixi dragging his loyal subordinate like a dead dog straight to the stinking garbage heap at the end of the street.

She casually tossed it aside.

"Thump."

Sea Horse Douluo was precisely tossed into the trash heap in a perfect parabola.

Bo Saixi dusted off his hands as if he had done something insignificant, as if he were doing something trivial.

Then, he turned around, turned his head, and left.

The entire process was carried out without the slightest hesitation or leniency, and without the utmost pity shown to his subordinates.

From this day forward, anyone who dares to prevent her from enjoying delicious food...

Whoever it is.

They will all be ruthlessly thrown into the dustbin of history by her!

Just as Bo Saixi was swiftly and decisively "dealing with" the trouble.

Inside the restaurant, the battle over the legendary dish finally came to an end.

"Hiccup~"

A satisfied and comfortable burp escaped from "Angel Rakshasa Dong's" mouth.

She put down her bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction, then slumped back in her chair without any regard for her image, her face filled with blissful contentment.

On the table, the plate of dark, stinky Stinky Tofu had been completely wiped clean, not even a drop of sauce remained.

That bowl of Luosifen, emitting a "fragrant" aroma, was so thoroughly cleaned that even the broth was drunk up, leaving the bottom of the bowl so smooth that it reflected one's image.

[Feels so good~]

The lazy voice of the Rakshasa God echoed in my mind, carrying an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

[Angel, I take back what I said earlier.]

[This thing, although it smells... well, it's hard to describe.]

But eating it is simply an ultimate pleasure for the soul!

At this moment, the Angel God was too lazy to argue with her about being blamed earlier, and was also immersed in the lingering aftertaste of this unparalleled culinary feast.

Indeed... there are such magical and delicious foods in this world...

She was reflecting on this.

Before she could finish speaking, the two goddesses' "common body" suddenly shuddered!

A warm and pure strange energy rose from their stomachs without warning, flowing like a surging river, instantly spreading throughout their limbs and bones, and finally merging into their soul essence!

That energy was gentle, yet domineering.

It was like the gentlest spring rain, nourishing their souls, which had become weak and unstable due to the previous struggles.

Like the most skilled craftsman, he meticulously repairs the subtle cracks in the soul, polishing it to make it more solid and resilient!

"Hmm~"

Two equally comfortable and pleasant groans uncontrollably escaped from their throats.

It's not just them.

On the other side, Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing, Ah Yin, Zhu Zhuyun, who had just finished their food-grabbing battle, also felt the same change.

Although the energy wasn't as overwhelming as the two goddesses had felt, it still made them feel completely relaxed, as if they were soaking in a top-notch hot spring, sweeping away all the fatigue of the past few days.

I don't know how much time passed.

When "Angel Rakshasa Dong" opened its eyes again, the left side of its eyes shone with holy golden light, while the right side emitted an eerie purple glow, both several times brighter than before.

They could clearly feel that their souls had not only returned to their peak, but even... had subtly improved!

"What... what exactly is going on?"

The Angel God's voice was filled with disbelief and shock.

The Rakshasa God was equally shocked; this was simply beyond her comprehension.

Just as they were filled with doubt and surprise, a lazy voice slowly rang out from behind the counter.

"That's the difference between a divine dish and an ordinary dish."

Lin Feng had finished his meal sometime earlier and was leisurely wiping his teacup.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at them indifferently.

"Ordinary dishes, at best, are merely a pleasure for the taste buds."

"And divine dishes..."

A meaningful smile appeared on Lin Feng's lips.

"The benefits it brings are comprehensive."

"It will bring unimaginable benefits to your bodies, foundations, injuries, and cultivation talents."

"Of course," he paused, then added, "The stronger the person, the greater the benefits they will reap."