A Jealous Female Douluo's Outburst, Mistreating Her Disciple On The Spot?

[Consumption: 36,000 Gold Soul Coins.]

[System Evaluation: This old leek has a decent attitude; he's as devout as if he were on a pilgrimage. He has much more class than that female gambler from before, whose head was filled only with thoughts of breaking even. This System is very satisfied and may bestow some decent rewards.]

[Random Reward: Martial Soul Origin Evolution—Sacred Dragon Bloodline!]

[Host Reward: 3,600 Gourmet Points.]

Martial Soul... origin evolution?

Lin Feng's heart gave a violent jolt, and for the first time, a flicker of genuine surprise crossed the depths of his eyes.

This reward was far rarer than spirit bones or ultimate attributes.

Spirit bones were, after all, external objects, and ultimate attributes were merely reaching the peak of a single path.

But a Martial Soul origin evolution was a complete shedding of one's skin and a reshaping of one's very essence at the most fundamental level of life!

It was a true defiance of the heavens and a change of fate!

He slowly lifted his eyelids, and those eyes, calm as an ancient well, finally landed directly on Tuoba Xi for the first time.

The moment he was caught in that gaze, Tuoba Xi's entire body stiffened. He felt as though his soul, along with his Martial Soul, had been seen through in an instant, leaving him with no secrets at all!

Everyone in the shop held their breath.

They knew the moment that would decide their fates had arrived.

Lin Feng's thin lips parted, his voice still maintaining that indifferent tone, yet it seemed to carry the weight of some supreme law or decree.

"I have felt your devotion."

With just that single sentence, Tuoba Xi's aged body began to tremble slightly with excitement!

"However..."

Lin Feng's tone shifted, his voice carrying a trace of imperceptible... disdain.

"Your Martial Soul, the White Armored Earth Dragon, has a bloodline that is far too impure. It is not fit for great use."

As soon as these words were spoken, Tuoba Xi's face turned deathly pale!

Not fit for great use?

This was the dragon-type Martial Soul that allowed him to stand at the pinnacle of the continent! Although it was only a sub-dragon, it was still a dragon!

Yet, in the mouth of this senior, it was not even worth mentioning?

A wave of immense disappointment and unwillingness surged into his heart.

But before he could fall into despair, Lin Feng's indifferent voice sounded once more, carrying a god-like compassion and grace.

"Very well."

"Today, I shall bestow upon you a stroke of fortune..."

Lin Feng extended a finger and, toward Tuoba Xi, tapped it casually and lightly.

"Let this lizard of the earth taste... what it is like to transform into a divine dragon of the heavens."

As his voice fell, A speck of light, brighter than the stars, instantly submerged into Tuoba Xi's body!

"ROAR--!"

A dragon's roar, intertwined with both agony and ecstasy, erupted from the depths of Tuoba Xi's throat!

His Martial Soul, the White Armored Earth Dragon, broke out of his body uncontrollably!

Under the baptism of that speck of light, the massive sub-dragon phantom let out a shrill wail as its body began to crumble inch by inch!

Yet, after it shattered, specks of sacred radiance began to rapidly reorganize its form!

The scales shifted from grayish-white to a brilliant platinum!

The dragon horns became more imposing, as if forged from divine gold!

The once thick limbs became more slender and filled with power, and a pair of massive wings of light suddenly unfurled from its back!

The impure aura belonging to the sub-dragon was completely purified, replaced by a supreme, sacred dragon might that reigned over the world and judged all things!

Tears were already streaming down Tuoba Xi's face!

"This... this is..."

He felt the earth-shattering transformation of his Martial Soul and was so excited he couldn't speak coherently.

Inside the shop, everyone had turned to stone!

Spirit Kite Douluo's phoenix eyes, which had just been ignited with Divine Flame, were now filled with horror!

In the face of that sacred dragon might, her Blazing Kite Martial Soul, which had just obtained the Ultimate Fire, felt an instinctive... submission!

Lin Feng watched the Martial Soul, which was bathing in divine light and nearing its final metamorphosis, and then, in that same indifferent tone, spoke its name.

"Remember."

"It is now called..."

"Sacred Giant Dragon."

BOOM--!

The moment the words fell, a terrifying storm of soul power erupted from Tuoba Xi as its epicenter!

It was the purest, most majestic energy feedback from the evolution of his martial soul's origin!

The bottleneck of level ninety-one was as fragile as a sheet of paper before this sacred dragon might, torn to shreds in an instant!

Level ninety-two!

His aura did not falter in the slightest, continuing to climb wildly in a near-savage manner!

Level ninety-three!

The momentum of this ascent finally slowed slightly, eventually stabilizing firmly at the peak of level ninety-three, just a single step away from the threshold of level ninety-four!

He could even clearly feel that as long as he went back and entered seclusion for a short while, he could easily step into that brand-new realm within a month!

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to give up eating and drawing prizes just to go off and foolishly seclude himself.

Beside him, Spirit Kite Douluo, who had just obtained the Ultimate Fire and was still immersed in the joy of her surging power, saw the smile on her face freeze completely.

She...

Had been caught up?

And looking at the way his soul power was so rounded and full, she feared it wouldn't be long before he left her, his "senior," far behind!

At the thought of this, a sense of refusal to accept defeat welled up in Spirit Kite Douluo's heart.

No!

Absolutely not!

Tomorrow!

She would eat more! Spend more!

She would draw a reward even more terrifying and heaven-defying than the Sacred Giant Dragon!

She absolutely refused to be the bottom-ranked existence in the Elder Council!

"CRACK--!"

Just as Spirit Kite Douluo was staring daggers at Tuoba Xi, an abrupt sound of bones shifting suddenly rang out.

"Oh, damn it! Mas... Master! My arm! Your hand!"

Yan's face, which had originally been shocked by Tuoba Xi's successive breakthroughs, instantly twisted into a mask of agony as he let out a shriek like a slaughtered pig.

"It's going to break! It's really going to break! I can feel my bones screaming, Master!"

Spirit Kite Douluo snapped back to reality.

She slowly lowered her head, her gaze falling upon her own fair, jade-like hand.

At some point, her hand had clamped tightly onto Yan's shoulder.

Her five slender, tapered fingers were currently tightening, inch by inch, beyond her control.

Beneath her fingertips, the teeth-grinding sound of bone rubbing against bone was clearly audible.

Spirit Kite Douluo paused, then slowly released her grip.

She raised her head, the expression twisted by jealousy long gone, replaced by a gentle smile as warm as a spring breeze, yet one that made Yan's soul turn cold.

She lightly brushed non-existent dust off Yan's shoulder and asked in a tone of immense concern, the loving voice of an elder to a junior:

"Oh my, my good disciple, I was just moved by Elder Tuoba's display of divine might and lost control of my strength for a moment."

Her phoenix eyes curved slightly, but deep within them, a wisp of dangerous golden Divine Flame flickered.

"I didn't mean it."

"Do you... believe me?"

Believe?

Believe you, my foot!

You old hag with a heart smaller than a needle's eye!

Deep inside, Yan was roaring with the most vicious language of his life, his entire face twisted beyond recognition from the intense pain and fear.

It wasn't like he did anything but laugh at the noodle hanging from your nose!

Was this really necessary!

You're clearly just using "losing control of my strength" as an excuse to take revenge in broad daylight!

However, when his gaze met Spirit Kite Douluo's "sincere" and "kind" eyes, his survival instinct instantly overwhelmed everything else.

Yan forced a fawning smile onto his face that looked even worse than crying.

While moving his shoulder, which felt as if it had been dislocated, he said loudly in a voice on the verge of tears:

"I believe! Of course I believe you, Master!"

"It's only natural that you couldn't control your power after just obtaining such supreme divine fire!"

"I'm thick-skinned and sturdy; being able to personally experience your strength is a blessing I've cultivated over three lifetimes!"

"Hiss... it really doesn't hurt at all, look, Master, I can still move it!"