Chrysanthemum Douluo Wants to Smash the Shop, Yan Sacrifices Himself to Save the Sect

Upon hearing Chrysanthemum Douluo's inquiry, the three nodded repeatedly. Yan even patted his chest to guarantee, "Elder Chrysanthemum, we swear by our martial souls; there is not a single word of falsehood!"

Seeing that the three did not seem to be faking it, Chrysanthemum Douluo felt no relief; instead, his heart grew heavy.

Because at this moment, he was certain that these three little ones had definitely been bewitched by some kind of illusion.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to spout such preposterous nonsense.

Eating a meal and drawing a prize could lead to a level-up?

If that were true, then they, the Titled Douluo, might as well stop their arduous cultivation and just report to a restaurant every day!

More importantly, Hu Liena was Bibi Dong's personal disciple, and Yan and Xie Yue were also geniuses heavily cultivated by Spirit Hall.

To think they had been deceived by such clumsy methods—this was practically a slap in the face to Spirit Hall!

"Hmph!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo let out a cold snort. His orchid-fingered hand brushed against his cheek, and his enchanting face carried a hint of chill.

"To dare play god and act the devil within the borders of Spirit City, and to dare deceive people from my Spirit Hall—you must be tired of living!"

He decided to go and meet this so-called "Godly Chef" in person. Flicking his sleeves, he said, "I want to see what kind of sacred being dares to play god and act the devil in Spirit City!"

Although Hu Liena and the others had not suffered any substantial harm, in Yue Guan's eyes, this was still a provocation against Spirit Hall!

As an elder of Spirit Hall, Yue Guan naturally had to teach the other party a lesson!

With that, Chrysanthemum Douluo left the courtyard first. His figure was as elegant as falling petals, but the murderous aura he exuded made one's blood run cold.

Inside the courtyard, only the three little ones remained, staring at each other in dismay.

Although their goal had indeed been to get Chrysanthemum Douluo to check out that shop, they certainly didn't intend for him to go there with the intention of smashing the place up!

Watching Chrysanthemum Douluo's aggressive posture, Hu Liena felt terrible.

She had originally wanted the elder to verify their words and incidentally let the higher-ups of Spirit Hall know about this incredible opportunity, but now it looked as if he were going to exact revenge.

"It's over, it's over! Elder Chrysanthemum is going to wreck the place!" Yan grabbed his own hair, wanting to cry but having no tears.

"That senior's strength is likely that of a Titled Douluo as well. Will Elder Chrysanthemum gain anything by going over like this?" Xie Yue was also filled with anxiety.

Of course, to them, whether Chrysanthemum Douluo got beaten up was a minor issue.

More importantly, if that mysterious senior were angered, how would they be able to eat there and improve their strength in the future?

Hu Liena's face turned pale. "Let's catch up! We must explain everything clearly before Elder Chrysanthemum makes a move!"

The three hurriedly chased after him, praying in their hearts as they ran that nothing would go wrong.

As a Titled Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo's speed was naturally extremely fast.

However, there was still some distance between the commercial street and Spirit Hall, and Hu Liena and the others had wasted quite a bit of time.

Therefore, by the time Chrysanthemum Douluo reached the commercial street, the sky had already turned dark.

He then walked with his hands behind his back, as if strolling through the street, moving slowly toward the end of the road that Hu Liena and the others had described.

However, as he walked, Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly stopped and frowned slightly.

As a Titled Douluo, his perception far exceeded that of an ordinary person, and at this moment, he smelled an unusually alluring fragrance.

This scent was different from ordinary food; it seemed to directly stimulate the depths of the soul, making one unable to resist searching for its source.

"What is this scent?" Yue Guan stroked his chin, his orchid fingers slightly curled, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

With his experience, he had tasted all kinds of delicacies, but he had never encountered such a unique fragrance.

Could it be that those three little ones were telling the truth? Was there really such a magical restaurant?

No, this was more like the work of an illusion!

Yue Guan quickly reacted, his expression turning cold.

To be able to affect the perception of a Titled Douluo—it seemed the caster truly possessed some strength.

"You certainly have plenty of tricks for playing god and acting the devil." Yue Guan sneered and quickened his pace toward the source of the fragrance.

Soon, he saw the quaint little shop.

The three characters "Maple Dye Pavilion" looked particularly striking under the moonlight.

Chrysanthemum Douluo stood before the shop door, examined it for a moment, and then slowly raised a foot, preparing to kick the door open.

As a Titled Douluo, he had enough confidence and strength to deal with any unexpected situation.

However, just as he exerted force under his foot, he heard a heart-wrenching roar from behind him:

"Spare the door!"

Yan's voice echoed through the empty street, filled with unprecedented anxiety and fear.

He knew that if he let Chrysanthemum Douluo barge in like this, the consequences would be unimaginable!

At the very least, they, who had brought Chrysanthemum Douluo here, would never be able to eat here again!

The next second, Yan threw himself forward in a desperate dive, flying horizontally through the air.

BANG!

Yan slammed solidly into Chrysanthemum Douluo's leg, using his own body to block the kick.

It was fortunate that Chrysanthemum Douluo had retracted eighty percent of his strength in time; otherwise, Yan would have been finished on the spot.

Even so, the immense impact still made Yan feel as though his internal organs were churning.

"Ugh..." Yan clutched his stomach, his face turning deathly pale in an instant, nearly vomiting up all the noodles he had eaten at the shop earlier.

"What kind of madness has gotten into you, boy!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was somewhat bewildered by this sudden "assault." He pinched his orchid fingers and glared at Yan, his tone laced with a hint of irritation.

Immediately after, Xie Yue and Hu Liena arrived one after the other.

Ignoring Yan, who was twitching on the ground, Xie Yue lunged forward in a flash to stand before Chrysanthemum Douluo, preventing him from attempting to kick the door again.

His chest heaved violently, and beads of sweat the size of peas dripped down his cheeks one after another; he was clearly exhausted.

However, Xie Yue had no time to wipe away his sweat. Instead, he spoke in a slightly cracked voice to stop him:

"Elder Chrysanthemum, you... you absolutely cannot barge in like this! If you provoke that senior, it will be the greatest loss for Spirit Hall!"

Hu Liena also stumbled over, her small hands braced against her knees, her face as pale as a sheet of paper.

She opened her mouth to speak, but could only gasp for air, finally managing to squeeze out a few words after a long while: "Grandpa Chrysanthemum... you... you really must not be impulsive..."

As a spirit-type Spirit Master, Hu Liena's constitution and stamina were naturally much weaker than those of Xie Yue and the others.

She had rushed all the way back to Spirit City from the shop, and then, to prevent Chrysanthemum Douluo from doing something irreparable, she had sprinted here without a moment's rest.

It had nearly exhausted the charming beauty to the point of collapse; if not for the need to maintain her final shred of dignity, Hu Liena would have just laid down on the floor.

Of course, the most miserable of them all had to be Yan.

He curled up on the ground, his face cycling between green and white from the pain.

He clearly had the best stamina, yet he was the first to reach the scene, only to take a kick head-on in order to stop Chrysanthemum Douluo's violent behavior.

Now, he could only twitch on the ground, rolling his eyes like a dead fish.

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at the disheveled state of the three and frowned slightly.

What on earth were these three brats up to?

Each of them was acting as if they had seen the King of Hell himself.

"Have the three of you had your brains caught in a door?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo tapped his temple lightly, his tone filled with obvious impatience.

"Even if that person has some ability, in the territory of Spirit City, what kind of waves could they possibly stir up?"