Chrysanthemum Douluo: Don't Disturb Me and Old Ghost

Hearing Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice, Ghost Douluo finally snapped out of his daze and slowly raised his hand.

It was a hand with distinct, slender, and powerful joints, no longer possessing a shred of its former withered and terrifying appearance.

He stared at it blankly, then, in disbelief, gently stroked his own cheek.

What met his touch was warm, smooth skin.

It was not the hideous visage he had transformed into when he awakened his martial soul after his death in childhood!

A surge of scalding emotion erupted without warning from the deepest part of his long-frozen heart, instantly shattering all reason and restraint.

He jerked his head up, gazing at the lazy figure on the rocking chair.

Thud!

A muffled sound echoed.

This level ninety-six peak Douluo had knelt on both knees without a moment's hesitation!

He did not speak.

He could not speak.

He simply pressed his forehead firmly against the cold ground, remaining motionless.

Behind him, everyone's breathing stalled in that instant.

Their faces were etched with a shock and fervor that defied description!

They understood!

They finally understood!

What the Senior had bestowed was never merely power!

It was... redemption!

Yet, facing Ghost Douluo, who was performing such a grand gesture of respect, Lin Feng on the rocking chair did not even lift an eyelid.

It was as if this kowtow from a peak Douluo—a feat capable of shaking the entire continent—was to him nothing more than flowers blooming and falling, or clouds rolling and unfurling in the courtyard, not worth a single glance.

However, this silent acquiescence appeared more majestic than any divine oracle in the eyes of the onlookers!

This was the mercy of a god toward a believer.

It was the Senior's... recognition of his piety!

Finally, Chrysanthemum Douluo moved.

The alluring, coquettish charm on his face had vanished, replaced by a joy so intense it was almost distorted.

He walked step by step, slowly, until he stood before Ghost Douluo.

The hand he reached out no longer held the elegance of his signature orchid-finger gesture, but instead trembled violently, a tremor he himself had not even noticed.

"Old Ghost..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice was raspy beyond recognition, thick with a heavy nasal tone.

He gently helped Ghost Douluo up from the cold ground.

Looking at that handsome face—both familiar and strange, now restored to its original form—Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes turned red as well.

He took out the silk handkerchief he treasured so dearly from his robes and carefully wiped away the tears uncontrollably overflowing from the corners of Ghost Douluo's eyes.

What he wiped away was not merely tears.

It was clearly... the curse that had plagued him for a lifetime, and the despair of never seeing the light of day!

The corners of Chrysanthemum Douluo's mouth finally managed to curl into an alluring smile that looked worse than crying.

"Look at how pathetic you are."

He chided softly in his signature sharp, thin voice, though his tone was filled with irrepressible sobs.

"Now that you've become better-looking, you've started crying even uglier."

Witnessing this scene, the entire Maple Dye Pavilion fell into a sacred silence.

Finally, it was the eldest among them, Tuoba Xi, who was the first to react.

He slowly stood up, solemnly straightened his robes, and without stepping forward to disturb them, bowed deeply toward the two.

"Congratulations, Elder Ghost. My congratulations, Elder Ghost."

His voice carried an unconcealable sense of emotion and awe.

"To witness Elder Ghost break through his inner demons and be reborn today is truly our good fortune!"

Spirit Kite Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo, and the others also rose immediately, bowing in salute.

"Congratulations!"

This cry of congratulations was no longer the polite formality between colleagues.

It was a tribute to having witnessed a miracle, and even more, a worship of the god on the rocking chair that originated from the depths of their souls.

Chrysanthemum Douluo did not turn back, continuing to gaze infatuatedly at Ghost Douluo's face.

He merely raised his other hand and waved it casually at the crowd behind him.

The meaning was clear.

Quiet.

Don't disturb me and Old Ghost.

The crowd understood perfectly and kept silent, knowing better than to interfere.

However, this rare moment of warmth was mercilessly interrupted by a lazy, indifferent voice.

"Next."

Lin Feng couldn't even be bothered to lift his eyelids.

But inside, he was already impatient to the extreme.

Are you done being lovey-dovey yet? Are you going to let the leeks draw their prizes or not? I'm still waiting for these Gourmet Points to roll in!

This understated remark made the hearts of every Title Douluo present shudder violently!

A senior is truly a senior!

His state of mind has long since transcended the mundane loves and hatreds of the world. In his eyes, we are so bogged down by trivial matters; we have truly lost our way!

The crowd's admiration for Lin Feng climbed to a brand-new peak.

"Senior, this junior... this junior is ready!"

A voice as deep as a bear's roar rang out. Demon Bear Douluo, his mountain-like, hulking frame radiating an oppressive aura, stepped forward cautiously.

His rugged face was filled with simple-minded nervousness as he placed a large bag of Gold Soul Coins heavily onto the counter, producing a dull "thud."

[Consumption: 40,000 Gold Soul Coins.]
[System Evaluation: This bear has nothing but muscle in his brain; simple and brutal rewards suit him best.]
[Random Reward: Martial Soul strength attribute doubled!]
[Host Reward: 4,000 Gourmet Points.]

Seeing that things were finally back on track, Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction.

"Your reward is a doubling of your strength attribute." With a flick of his finger, a faint golden light instantly submerged into Demon Bear Douluo's brow.

BOOM!!!

A terrifying power, pure to the extreme and savagely overbearing, detonated within him like a volcano that had been dormant for billions of years!

He could feel it clearly!

Every inch of his sinews and bones, every muscle fiber, and even every cell was becoming stronger under this divine power!

Demon Bear Douluo stared blankly down at his own fist, which was the size of a sand pot.

He gave it a light squeeze.

"Crackle!"

The air was actually crushed by him, emitting a series of piercing sonic booms!

He felt that the current him could beat his former self to death with a single punch!

Thud!

This ninety-five-level Title Douluo, known for his formidable physical body, suddenly dropped to one knee, causing the entire Maple Dye Pavilion to tremble!

He slammed his right fist, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, against his chest and roared with all his might, his voice deafening!

"Demon Bear thanks Senior for this gift of rebirth!"

"From this day forth, I am at your beck and call, and I will not hesitate even if it means death!"

Not daring to waste the senior's time, he rose immediately after paying his respects and retreated respectfully to the side.

Just as the shock had yet to subside, a tall, graceful figure moved with lotus steps and slowly stepped forward.

It was Spirit Kite Douluo.

She gently stroked her stomach, which remained flat and firm but felt slightly bloated, a flush of satisfaction involuntarily appearing on her face.

It was delicious.

It was truly too delicious.

It was so good that she had completely forgotten her reserve as a Title Douluo, ordering an extra dish compared to yesterday and eating to her heart's content.

But at this moment, in her phoenix eyes, which burned with golden Divine Flame, there was something more: an uncontrollable heat and competitive spirit!

Elder Ghost had received salvation.

That simpleton Demon Bear had received power.

What about me?

She took a deep breath and placed a heavy bag of Gold Soul Coins onto the counter with both hands, holding it respectfully.

"Senior."

She bowed slightly, her voice crisp and melodious, filled with infinite anticipation for the coming Divine Grace.

"This junior is also ready."