Dai Tianfeng stared at Lin Feng with pitiful eagerness, practically having the words "I want to break through to Titled Douluo!" carved on his forehead.
Lin Feng leaned back lazily, expression calm, and spoke slowly:
"The Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record · Secret Skill Chapter."
"...Huh?"
Dai Tianfeng blinked.
What was that supposed to be?
Sounded like… a book?
"Senior, is this… a cultivation technique?" he asked, a bad premonition rising rapidly.
"Correct."
Lin Feng nodded, then listed them casually:
"This chapter contains auxiliary secret skills—'Purple Demon Eye,' 'Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track,' 'Controlling Crane Catching Dragon.'"
Dai Tianfeng: "…"
…So not pills.
Not a divine weapon.
Not a sudden power-up.
Just skills.
Skills requiring practice.
Skills requiring comprehension.
Skills that were definitely not "instantly become a Titled Douluo."
His face collapsed.
Lin Feng ignored him, flicked his finger, and a faint streak of light shot into Dai Tianfeng's glabella.
But the moment those names entered his mind—
"Purple Demon Eye," "Controlling Crane Catching Dragon," "Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track"—
something clicked.
Dai Tianfeng froze.
Why did these names feel so familiar?
The restaurant also fell eerily silent.
Just now, both factions had nearly been fighting over "Hundred Solutions" and "Mysterious Heaven Skill."
Now—
Lin Feng's announcement stunned them speechless.
Ning Fengzhi had just set down the newly acquired Mysterious Heaven Skill and begun preparing to transcribe Hundred Solutions. Upon hearing those names—
The brush slipped.
Ink splashed across the page.
On the other side, Spirit Hall's group—who had just reached a "strategic cooperation"—also froze mid-smile.
Swish—!
More than a dozen blazing gazes snapped towards Dai Tianfeng at once.
Greedy.
Fervent.
Predatory.
Like a pack of starving wolves discovering a lone, fat lamb.
"...Gulp."
Dai Tianfeng stiffly turned his head.
Sure enough—
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School AND Spirit Hall were staring at him as if he were a walking treasure vault.
Their eyes said one thing:
Hand over what's in your head. Now.
A chill shot up Dai Tianfeng's spine.
Then he remembered—
Lin Feng had mentioned earlier that Hundred Solutions for Hidden Weapons required:
"Mysterious Heaven Skill"
+
supplementary secret skills: "Purple Demon Eye," "Controlling Crane Catching Dragon," etc.
Which meant…
He had drawn the missing pieces of their divine-weapon set.
Excitement and terror crashed through him in waves.
He held an ace capable of controlling TWO top powers.
But could he actually hold such an ace…?
Looking at their increasingly frightening gazes—
His legs went soft.
He almost knelt down.
Still, some wild courage burst into flame.
He raised a trembling hand.
"Everyone… just now you spoke of a 'win-win'…"
He pointed at himself weakly.
"Could we… perhaps… make it a 'triple-win'?"
"Hahahaha! Your Majesty is truly wise!"
Azure Luan Douluo laughed heartily and appeared on Dai Tianfeng's left in a flash.
Bone Douluo instantly glued himself to Dai Tianfeng's right.
They each grabbed one of his arms—
like two officers escorting a prisoner.
"Your Majesty, your idea is very timely!"
Bone Douluo smiled kindly… while exerting iron grip strength.
Azure Luan Douluo chimed in:
"Yes, yes. Secret skills of this level should be shared among our three families."
Dai Tianfeng's feet left the floor.
Panic shot through him.
"W-wait! Wait! I haven't said what the exchange terms are—"
"Oh, Your Majesty, these small details can be discussed elsewhere."
"Yes, yes. Let us talk business properly."
The two gave him no chance to speak, dragging him toward the negotiation table where Sword Douluo and Gold Crocodile Douluo sat like tigers eyeing prey.
Dai Tianfeng struggled desperately—
only to find, to his horror, that he, an eight-ring Spirit Douluo,
was as helpless as a child in their grip.
"Help! Someone help me!"
He cast frantic looks at his ministers.
His prime minister, who had slapped him earlier, was now admiring the ceiling carvings with great appreciation:
"Exquisite… truly exquisite!"
Another general was fixing his hair in the reflection of a plate.
Others were studying table legs and chopsticks like they were ancient artifacts.
Not a single one heard him.
They ALL pretended to be blind.
"You—! You traitors!"
Dai Tianfeng almost vomited blood.
Dragged closer and closer to the "Shura negotiation table," he cried out in despair:
"Senior! Senior, save me!"
Behind the counter, Lin Feng gently sipped his tea.
"No causing trouble inside the shop."
He paused.
"But… commercial negotiations are permitted."
Dai Tianfeng: "…"
Thus—
Under the "watchful eyes" of his ministers,
His Majesty the Emperor of the Star Luo Empire
was "warmly" swept away by the two major powers for "tea."
This entire farce naturally fell under Qian Daoliu's gaze.
He simply shook his head.
He had no time for these petty squabbles.
He had a more pressing matter.
Straightening his clothes, he walked solemnly to the counter.
Then—
"Plop."
He dropped to one knee.
He lowered his head deeply.
"Senior… I wish to request a leave of absence."
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and pushed aside the Blue Silver Emperor leaf drifting near his face.
"Leave?"
Qian Daoliu inhaled deeply.
His voice trembled with urgency, grievance, and helplessness.
"Please allow me to explain, Senior."
"Ever since you bestowed the 'fantasy crystal,' I have entered Bo Saixi's dreams multiple times to introduce her to you."
His expression turned from solemn… to resentful.
"But no matter how I explained, she refused to believe it! She even thought she was hallucinating due to cultivation deviation!"
"Now, whenever she sees me in her dream, she kicks me out instantly!"
"These past days… I haven't even been allowed to finish a single sentence!"
The entire restaurant was stunned.
At the Star Luo table, faces reddened as they fought the urge to laugh.
They could imagine it clearly:
The mighty High Priest excitedly barging into someone's dream…
Only to be kicked out like a deranged intruder every single time.
Tragic.
Hilarious.
"And so…" Qian Daoliu gritted his teeth, eyes blazing with determination.
"I must go in person."
"And abduct—
cough—
bring her back by force!"
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