Chapter 20: Bibi Dong drinks swill and breaks through to level 99 to become a god!
The flame may appear gentle, but it contains a chillingly high temperature.
Sizzle!
Soon, Yue Guan's powerful ninth soul skill, with its countless golden petals and sharp blades, was instantly incinerated into nothingness the moment it came into contact with the azure flames, just like ice and snow meeting lava. It didn't even last a second!
Not even a speck of ash remained!
"Wh...what?!"
Yue Guan's ultimate move was interrupted, and he suffered a severe backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he stared at the old man in horror.
"Who are you?!"
The old man glanced at him, his gaze lingering for a moment on the nine spirit rings on his body. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into contempt:
"What kind of wild savage are you, with your flashy energy halos?"
"I am Fama, the president of the Alchemists' Guild of the Gama Empire."
"As for the person you wanted to kill just now..."
Fama pointed to the Crimson Fire Boar that was still calmly grazing and said indifferently:
"Those are the medicinal pigs I raise, specifically for testing the medicinal properties of the first-grade herb, chrysanthemum."
"You destroyed my medicinal herb field, and now you want to kill my pigs?"
...
Upon seeing this sudden scene on the sky, the Douluo group on the other side also fell into a deathly silence.
Douluo Continent, Shrek Academy.
Tang San stared intently at the light screen, almost crushing the book "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record" in his hand.
"Yellow...yellow chrysanthemum?"
"A top-grade medicinal herb?"
"That surpasses even the Chrysanthemum; it's a divine treasure among divine treasures!"
"In this world, it's only a first-grade medicinal herb? And it's used to feed pigs?"
Tang San's worldview completely collapsed at this moment.
His herbal knowledge, which he had always been proud of, and his treasured herbal encyclopedia, were nothing but a joke in front of this high-dimensional world-savvy man!
What's called "Immortal Herbs" is actually pig feed here.
The so-called ninth soul skill couldn't even withstand a casual wave of flames here.
"How are we supposed to play like this?"
Seeing this, Oscar collapsed to the ground, his face filled with despair.
"Our finish line is not even as good as their starting point."
"What Yue Douluo risked his life to protect was nothing more than weeds used to feed pigs in other people's eyes..."
"Is there no law anymore?"
...
Meanwhile, in the sky-view image.
Fama clearly had no interest in wasting words with this strangely dressed savage.
He looked Yue Guan up and down, then his eyes suddenly lit up:
"Huh? It seems that your body contains a very special affinity for plants?"
"Although his strength is a bit lacking, not even reaching the Great Dou Master level, his physique is that of a natural-born Flower Farmer's Sacred Body."
"It just so happens that the weeds in my medicinal herb field have been growing too fast lately, and I need someone to fertilize and weed it."
After Fama finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed, and an invisible soul force instantly imprisoned Yue Guan in place, making him unable to move no matter how he struggled.
"Since you're here, don't leave."
"From now on, you'll be here carrying manure and fertilizing for me. If you do a good job, I might consider rewarding you with a few sprigs of yellow chrysanthemum grass to eat."
As he spoke, Fama casually tossed Yue Guan a hoe and two manure buckets.
And so, Yue Guan, a legendary figure of the Douluo Continent, an elder of the Spirit Hall, and a level 95 titled Douluo Yue Douluo, was forced to retract his spirit under the watchful eyes of all the Soul Masters on the continent. With tears of humiliation streaming down his face, he picked up those two heavy buckets of manure and began his career as a chosen flower farmer.
...
On the other side, the Spirit Hall.
The Elders' Hall.
"No!!!"
Gui Mei let out a mournful howl, and his entire body aged by more than ten years in an instant.
If you die in battle, it's because you were outmatched.
But carrying manure...
For a titled Douluo who loves beauty more than anything and has obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness, this is a torment ten thousand times more painful than being slowly sliced to death!
"Why, why did this happen?!"
...
Meanwhile, behind the celestial curtain.
After Bibi Dong finished clearing the steps of the Heavenly Palace again, the old man appeared carrying a bowl of food.
"Now that the work is done, it's time to eat."
"I see you can't find the place, so I'll just bring you one last meal. Remember to pick it up yourself next time."
After saying that, the old man casually pulled out a chipped, broken porcelain bowl from his sleeve, with a bit of black dust still clinging to the rim.
"Here, this is for you."
"I asked them to specially save some soup for you to nourish yourself."
The old man handed the broken bowl to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong raised her head, trembling, and looked into the bowl.
But what was that bowl of things?
The white, murky liquid had a few withered, yellow vegetable leaves floating on top, along with a few grains of uncooked, hard rice, and even emitted an indescribable strange smell.
This is clearly swill!
It's the kind of swill that's cooled down and only pigs would eat!
"S-senior..."
Upon seeing this, Bibi Dong suppressed the urge to vomit and wanted to retort.
She agreed to sweep the floor when asked.
She endured being enslaved in order to become stronger.
But to feed her something that's worse than pig feed is simply trampling on her dignity!
"What? Don't you want to eat?"
Seeing this, the old man's eyes suddenly turned cold, the surrounding air instantly froze, and a pressure ten thousand times more terrifying than the gravity of the previous steps descended, pressing down firmly on Bibi Dong:
"In the Heavenly Palace, wasting food is a serious crime."
"If you're not going to eat it, then we'll just throw it away and feed it to the dogs."
"But let me make this clear: if you starve to death, I'll throw you off a cliff to feed the eagles."
"I'll eat, I'll eat..."
Sensing the palpable killing intent, Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and clenched her fists as she answered.
After saying that, she closed her eyes, two lines of tears sliding down her cheeks. Then, with trembling hands, she picked up the broken bowl and, as if drinking poison, tilted her head back and gulped it down!
"Gulp."
As the cold, murky liquid slid down her throat, Bibi Dong waited for the nauseating taste to come and for her stomach to churn.
However, the moment that mouthful of swill entered her stomach...
Bibi Dong suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes widening to their limit, her pupils contracting violently!
That's not swill at all!
It was clearly a pure, extremely refined food, even more terrifying than that bowl of plain porridge from last time!
The next second, Bibi Dong also let out a muffled groan that she couldn't suppress.
Because that energy was so concentrated, it was like a rushing river that instantly surged into Bibi Dong's long-dried-up meridians!
The meridians that were originally damaged due to overexertion were restored to their original state in just an instant under the flushing of this energy, and even became more resilient!
As for the few floating withered yellow vegetable leaves, they transformed into rich life essence, frantically nourishing her internal organs.
It revitalized her body, which had become somewhat gloomy due to the Rakshasa God's test, and gave it an unprecedented vitality!
And those few grains of uncooked rice allowed her to directly break through the indestructible level 99 bottleneck within her body under this pure power!
[end of the chapter]