Upon receiving Lin Feng's promise, Dugu Bo's rejuvenated face lit up with a joy he had never experienced in his entire life.
"I'll go right away! I'll go right away!"
He was so excited that his words tangled together. He bowed again and again, as if afraid Lin Feng might change his mind the very next second.
After expressing his gratitude, Dugu Bo could no longer suppress the urgency in his heart. He turned around and rushed straight out of the restaurant.
The very next instant—
Under everyone's astonished gazes, an awe-inspiring, suffocating phantom of the Azure Dragon Spirit erupted behind Dugu Bo!
"Roar—!"
A thunderous dragon's roar echoed between heaven and earth, carrying the supreme might of ancient times as it swept across the surroundings!
Immediately after, the colossal Azure Dragon soared into the sky, tearing through the clouds. It transformed into a streak of azure light and shot toward the Heaven Dou Empire at an unimaginable speed!
The velocity was so terrifying that even space itself seemed to wail under the strain.
As they watched the azure light vanish beyond the horizon, Feng Ran Pavilion fell into complete silence.
Only after a long while did the atmosphere slowly recover from the extreme shock.
Even so, everyone's eyes still carried a trace of daze. Clearly, they had yet to fully process the world-shaking scene they had just witnessed.
The Senior had casually forged a Spirit lineage that surpassed even the Divine level!
Such power had already transcended the limits of their understanding.
Within the crowd, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's expression shifted again and again.
His narrow, phoenix-like eyes flickered uncontrollably between Lin Feng and the ethereal medicinal garden outside the door.
His heart felt as though it were being repeatedly dipped into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Torment. Conflict. Obsession.
Never before had he felt so torn.
He wanted to rush forward.
He wanted to beg Lin Feng— even if it was merely to become the lowest-ranked gardener's apprentice. As long as he could stay with those Immortal Herbs every day, he would be content.
But he didn't dare.
Dugu Bo had exchanged an entire garden of Immortal Herbs for the position of Second Gardener.
What could he offer?
His face?
If he spoke rashly and offended the Senior, it would be an irredeemable loss.
While Chrysanthemum Douluo struggled internally, time slipped by quietly.
The diners finished their meals one after another. Some drew lots, others stood guard.
At this moment, Bibi Dong—who had been waiting patiently—received a message from Ghost Leopard Douluo.
She stepped lightly to the counter and respectfully bowed toward Lin Feng's handsome profile.
"Senior."
Her voice was clear and melodious, carrying the softness unique to a young girl.
"Today is the public trial of Yu Xiaogang."
"The trial will be held in the central square of Spirit City. All citizens will be present to observe."
Bibi Dong raised her youthful, beautiful face slightly. Her amethyst-like eyes shimmered with anticipation.
"Would you… be willing to attend and watch?"
Hearing this, Lin Feng—who had been lazily leaning back—finally straightened a little.
He stretched, his joints cracking faintly.
"Alright."
He yawned casually.
"I've stayed in this restaurant for too long. My bones are starting to rust."
"Let's go out and get some sun."
The moment she heard this, Bibi Dong's face bloomed into a genuine, radiant smile—like a hundred flowers blossoming at once.
"Senior, please!"
She quickly stepped aside and made an inviting gesture with her slender hand, her joy and honor impossible to conceal.
Since Lin Feng himself was going out, how could anyone else in the restaurant remain seated?
"The Senior is heading out! How could we not accompany and protect him?"
Qian Daoliu was the first to react, speaking with righteous conviction.
"Exactly! Protecting the Senior is our duty!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other High Priests followed suit, all standing up with expressions that said this is only natural.
"Cough… since both the Senior and the Supreme Pontiff are going, as allies, we naturally should also attend and observe."
Ning Fengzhi chuckled as he pulled Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo along.
Dai Tianfeng and Emperor Xue Ye exchanged a glance and stood up in perfect tacit understanding.
Was this even a question?
A god-like existence going out in public was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Anyone who missed it was a fool.
Thus, a grand procession emerged from Feng Ran Pavilion and headed toward the central square of Spirit City.
The lineup was so luxurious it felt unreal—enough to make anyone aware of the situation faint on the spot.
At the very front walked the god-like restaurant owner, strolling leisurely, with Zhu Zhuyun, Hu Liena, and other "internal staff" at his side.
Behind him were the Pope of the Spirit Hall and the Holy Maiden.
Further back came Qian Daoliu, Posey, four super Douluo, and a group of titled elders.
The monarchs of the Star Luo Empire and Heaven Dou Empire, as well as the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, were all present.
Oh—right.
There was also a certain "Angel Rakshasa Dong" who occasionally tried to seize control of the body.
Any one of these figures appearing alone would be enough to shake an entire region.
Yet now, they walked together like the most loyal guards, surrounding the young man at the front—like stars revolving around the moon.
Spirit City, Central Square
The square was already packed to the brim, shoulder to shoulder.
Ever since Bibi Dong announced the public trial of "Grandmaster" Yu Xiaogang, the entire Spirit City—and even surrounding cities—had erupted with excitement.
Countless Spirit Masters and civilians had poured in.
Yu Xiaogang, the so-called "Grandmaster," was once a household name among low-level Spirit Masters.
And Bibi Dong was the most powerful woman on the continent.
A mere level 29 Spirit Master daring to assassinate the Supreme Pontiff?
This was explosive news in a world with virtually no entertainment.
Above the square, voices overlapped, discussions surging like waves.
"Did you hear? That Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang actually tried to assassinate the Supreme Pontiff!"
"I heard! But how did a level 29 Spirit Master get that kind of courage?"
"Who knows? You never truly know a person. I used to treat his theories like sacred scripture!"
Just as the crowd buzzed with discussion—
"Look! The Supreme Pontiff's carriage is here!"
Someone shouted, and instantly, countless gazes turned toward the entrance of the square.
But the magnificent carriage everyone expected did not appear.
Instead, a group… walking on foot.
When the figures in that procession became clear, the noisy square froze for a brief, surreal moment.
Then—
A roar of astonishment erupted, shaking the heavens like a volcanic explosion!
"My god! That— that's the Supreme Pontiff!"
A sharp-eyed Spirit Master pointed excitedly at the purple-haired figure, his voice trembling.
The crowd exploded.
"It really is Her Holiness! But—how did she become so young?!"
"Aren't those Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo behind her?!"
"Not just them! Spirit Kite Douluo! Ghost Leopard Douluo! Devil Bear Douluo—almost all the Spirit Hall elders are here!"
Cries of shock rose and fell across the square.
But that was only the beginning.
"Look! That man holding the staff— isn't that Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?!"
"Next to him are Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is here too!"
"Over there! That man in the dragon robe— isn't that Emperor Dai Tianfeng of Star Luo?!"
"And the other one… Emperor Xue Ye?! Why does he also look so much younger?!"
The entire square descended into absolute chaos.