The remaining five High Priests of the Hall of Worship all clenched their back molars so hard they nearly cracked.
Big Brother, you're putting on airs NOW?!
Have you forgotten how you almost fainted when Bibi Dong tried to pay for a monthly membership with the treasury?
Forgotten how you sent your granddaughter to embezzle Heaven Dou Empire's funds just to keep eating here?
Yet despite everyone's internal cursing, Posey—the center of attention—didn't even lift her eyelids.
Her entire being was submerged in the warm, blissful sensation spreading through her stomach, brought by the four bowls of heavenly egg fried rice.
It was so delicious…
So transcendent…
So overwhelming…
It made her want to cry.
But following the bliss came an even stronger wave of emptiness.
She enjoyed today's meal.
But—
What about tomorrow?
What about the day after?
What about the rest of her long, long life?
Was she supposed to spend every day reminiscing about this bowl of rice like a widow pining for her dead husband?
The so-called delicacies on Sea God Island?
Compared to this?
Garbage.
No—calling them pig slop was an insult to pigs.
Go back?
The moment this thought surfaced, she stomped it dead.
She didn't want to return at all.
High Priestess of Sea God Island—glorious in name, pitiful in essence.
Her "destiny"?
To eventually become nourishment for the next Sea God.
She had guarded the god's inheritance for over a century…
Only to be sacrificed in the end.
Why?
That question had been buried deep in her heart.
Now, like a demon seed, it broke through the surface—
And grew madly, wrapping around her soul.
But if she didn't return…
As the Great Priestess…
How would she explain to the Sea God?
How would she face the islanders who believed in her?
Her thoughts spiraled—
Until Lin Feng's lazy voice cut through them:
"It's time for the lottery."
Posey shivered and snapped back to reality.
Right—
The lottery.
Qian Daoliu had said that eating here not only brought unimaginable delicacies…
But also unimaginable rewards.
She didn't care about spirit rings or bones.
But the words "become a God" Qian Daoliu hinted at earlier…
Those shook her.
She had lived for over a century…
Yet had never once experienced what it was like to have hope for godhood.
Perhaps…
She should try it.
She stood up slowly, suppressed her turbulent emotions, and bowed deeply.
"Senior."
At that moment, Lin Feng's system chimed in his mind.
[Ding! Detected high-level leek "Posey," currently in deep struggle over whether to defect from her job.]
[System suggestion: With her foodie tendencies, there is a 90% chance she will choose to stay even without interference.]
[But to display Host's prestige, recommended to overwhelm her with a big revelation—make her willingly weld herself onto Feng Ran Pavilion's door.]
Lin Feng's eyelid twitched.
Could this system be any more blunt?
[Reward generating… complete.]
[Random prize: Sea God Divine Force Affinity +5%.]
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.
Perfect.
This was exactly the kind of explosive push someone like Posey needed.
Without moving from his recliner, he flicked his finger lazily.
A streak of light shot into Posey's glabella.
"Your reward is a five percent increase in Sea God divine force affinity."
His tone was calm.
Yet the entire restaurant fell silent.
Every Titled Douluo froze.
Divine force affinity.
Again?!
Senior, do you sell divine force affinities by the bucket?!
Posey, the recipient, trembled violently.
Her face—still flushed from eating—drained of all color.
Sea God divine force…
Affinity?!
And increased… by five percent?!
BOOM—!
Her spiritual sea exploded like thunder!
A brand new, deeper comprehension of the Sea God's authority erupted inside her—
A realm she had never touched before!
She could clearly feel the divine power within her becoming more intimate, more responsive, more alive!
The bottleneck she had been stuck at for decades—
The fifty percent affinity that refused to budge…
Was now pierced.
Just like that.
Casually.
Effortlessly.
No—
This couldn't be real.
But the unmistakable transformation inside her body told her—
It was real.
All real.
Four bowls of fried rice.
One sentence from Senior.
And the despair of a lifetime…
Was split open by a blinding streak of hope.
Posey began trembling uncontrollably.
She jerked her head toward Qian Daoliu, who was still smiling like an idiot.
Her voice was so dry it cracked, carrying an unbelievable tremor:
"Qian Daoliu…"
"This Senior… can truly do something like this?"
"Then if… if divine force affinity continues to rise…"
"I… could I also…"
She didn't dare finish.
To covet the Sea God's God Position was a sin—
A taboo.
Yet the thought blazed in her mind like a rising sun.
Qian Daoliu watched her tremble with realization, and his heart leapt with triumph.
Finally!
He sat up straight, chest puffed out, and spoke in a booming, proud voice:
"Of course!"
"Xi Xi, you finally believe me, right?"
"I told you—Senior is omnipotent! What is divine force affinity to him?"
He thumped his chest like a devout zealot.
"Do you think my increase in Angel God affinity was fake?"
"To be honest—if we stay by Senior's side and keep eating his food—"
"Forget five percent—"
"If we accumulate enough—"
"When our divine force affinity reaches one hundred percent—"
"WE CAN ALSO BECOME GODS!"
That last sentence struck Posey's heart like a divine hammer.
Become…
A…
God.
She could actually become a god.
She no longer needed to rot on that island.
No longer needed to wait for a stranger to inherit the Sea God.
No longer needed to sacrifice herself for someone she'd never even meet.
She could live for herself.
She could control her own fate.
She could choose her own path.
All the resentment, suffocation, and despair of a century…
Turned into a tidal wave of freedom and longing.
A brilliant, blazing light ignited in Posey's sea-blue eyes.
A light named—
Ambition.