"I have a big sausage!" ×3
"I have a little sausage!" ×3
Oscar chanted the incantation loudly as two century-old spirit rings rose beneath his feet.
Flashes of white light flickered, and a Big Sausage and Small Detoxifying Sausage gradually took shape.
Oscar threaded the sausages onto paper slips, handed them to Bai Mu, then winked exaggeratedly.
"Here you go, brother! Oscar Sausages—one-of-a-kind! Come again if you like them!"
"Don't worry, brother. I'll savor them properly."
Bai Mu grinned, deliberately glanced downward at Oscar, then took a huge bite.
"Hiss—"
For no apparent reason, Oscar instinctively clamped his legs together.
Nearby, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing all froze after hearing that bizarre incantation.
Is the Great Sausage that cast this spell… really clean?
Dai Mubai snorted coldly.
"Now you know why you shouldn't eat it."
The three nodded in perfect unison. That disgusting chant, combined with Oscar's lewd expression—only a divine being could stomach it.
"Wow, it smells amazing!"
Bai Mu's satisfied voice rang out, instantly drawing shocked looks from everyone.
"It tastes exactly like real sausage. Incredible!"
He finished both sausages in three bites, completely unfazed by the stares.
Afterward, he generously handed two sausages to Zygarde.
"Little Soft, come try some. All-natural, pollution-free, and smells great!"
"Awoo~"
Zygarde sniffed lightly, took a bite, and its eyes immediately lit up.
It felt that if the energy inside this sausage were amplified by even a few thousand times, it could rival an Immortal Herb!
"As expected of the Little Food God—top-tier flavor."
Bai Mu gave Oscar a thumbs-up. When he turned around, he realized everyone was staring at him in awe, their eyes clearly saying warrior.
"Heh. You must be starving to eat something that disgusting."
Dai Mubai sneered.
"Only disgusting people find everything disgusting," Bai Mu replied calmly.
"Food created by Food-Type Spirit Masters is formed entirely from spirit power—much cleaner than the Whale Gel you ate."
He turned to Oscar.
"Right?"
"Y-Yes, that's right."
Caught off guard, Oscar nodded instinctively.
The moment he finished, Dai Mubai shot him a razor-sharp glare.
"Boss Dai, I'm not joking!" Oscar hurriedly added, feeling wronged.
"I don't know what Whale Gel you ate, but my sausages are definitely the cleanest food there is!"
Unfortunately, he had unknowingly dealt Dai Mubai another critical hit.
"Damn it. You'd better watch yourself in real combat someday…"
Dai Mubai clenched his fist and glared coldly at Oscar.
"W-What did I say wrong?!"
Oscar was on the verge of tears.
So Young Master Dai really was someone who bullied the weak and feared the strong?
Bai Mu clicked his tongue, then walked up to Zhu Zhuqing, waving a big sausage and a small sausage with a mischievous grin.
"Little Kitten, aren't you hungry? Want some sausage? Open up—ah~"
Don't come any closer!!
Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, retreating silently with tightly shut lips.
At that moment, she was genuinely terrified.
"Little Mu! Don't bully girls!"
Xiao Wu jumped out righteously.
"Oh! My mistake—I should've offered Sister Xiao Wu first!"
Bai Mu smiled and extended the sausages toward her.
"Uh… haha… no need, no need!"
Xiao Wu immediately backed away, laughing awkwardly and waving her hands.
"It's just two sausages. Is it really that scary?"
Bai Mu looked at everyone in confusion.
They all nodded without hesitation.
"You really don't understand at all," Bai Mu said calmly.
"Food created by Food-Type Spirit Masters is uniquely effective—and far more nutritious than ordinary food."
Then he turned back to Zhu Zhuqing, his tone sharp.
"Little Kitten, you won't even dare eat food made by a Spirit Master, yet you want to become stronger? You want to change your fate?"
"I'm asking you—what gives you that confidence?"
"!!!"
Zhu Zhuqing's expression shifted repeatedly. Finally, she hardened her heart and viciously bit down on the sausage, as if it were her sworn enemy.
"Hiss—"
Oscar instinctively clamped his legs together again.
"Good girl~ That's more like it~"
Bai Mu gently patted her head, smiling.
Zhu Zhuqing shot him a dangerous glare. Seeing he remained unfazed, she knew she couldn't win and simply ignored him.
But to Dai Mubai, this scene looked like outright flirting. He felt the grass on his head grow even greener.
Enraged, he charged forward.
"Take your filthy hands off her!"
"Awoo!"
Zygarde intercepted him halfway, icy dragon eyes locking onto Dai Mubai as a terrifying Dragon Aura crushed down on him.
"This… pressure!"
Dai Mubai's eyes cleared instantly.
He had thought Bai Mu's talent only placed him slightly above Rank 30. But facing this head-on—
This guy's cultivation was clearly no lower than his own!
"Yo~ Young Master Dai, getting impatient?"
Bai Mu gave Zhu Zhuqing's head a few final strokes, then ignored the furious paper tiger and walked toward the testing line.
"Fine. Let's finish the spirit power test quickly, then I'll let you face reality properly."
He nodded to Tang San and the others, then swaggered to the front and cut straight in.
"What are you doing?! Why are you cutting in line?!"
The teens protested.
"Why?"
Bai Mu raised his foot.
Three spirit rings rose beneath him as he looked around indifferently.
"We're taking this spot. Who agrees? And who disagrees?"
"Th-three spirit rings?!"
"A Spirit Elder at twelve?!"
"Am I seeing things?!"
"I'm only Rank 21—he's already a Spirit Elder?!"
The boys were horrified. After Bai Mu's glance swept over them, they all shut up and lowered their heads.
Only Ning Rongrong stared at him with wide, curious eyes.
"Genius."
The testing elder sighed in admiration.
"Rank 25 allows direct entry to the fourth stage. As a Spirit Elder, you can skip this test entirely."
"The procedure still needs to be followed," Bai Mu said lightly.
"Otherwise some clueless people won't stop yelling."
His gaze flicked meaningfully toward Dai Mubai.
This only fueled Dai Mubai's rage further. Just wait—at the fourth stage, I'll beat you to death!
"Alright, let's test then."
The elder handed over a crystal ball that measured up to Rank 30.
"Here you go, Tang San. You go first."
Bai Mu stepped aside courteously.
Tang San and the others tested their spirit power and were all exempted.
"If Rank 25 qualifies for exemption, then I should too."
Ning Rongrong stepped forward, injected spirit power, and revealed Rank 27.
Everyone turned to Bai Mu—though testing him seemed unnecessary.
"Teacher, do you have a crystal ball for Rank 40?"
"Of course."
The elder immediately brought out another crystal ball and handed it to him.
Bai Mu injected his spirit power without hesitation.
The crystal ball lit up rapidly, brilliance flooding it in seconds until it shone with dazzling, diamond-like radiance.
"Completely full… Rank 40!"
The elder could no longer sit still, staring in shock.
"You're not an ordinary Spirit Elder—you're a quasi–Spirit Ancestor!"
"You've got to be kidding!"
"Rank 40 at twelve?!"
"If he gets a spirit ring, wouldn't he be at least Rank 41?!"
The boys were completely stunned.
"Impossible!"
Dai Mubai stood up abruptly.
"Teacher, the crystal ball must be broken!"
"Surprised?"
Bai Mu tossed the ball straight to him.
"Try it yourself."
Dai Mubai poured in all his spirit power. The crystal ball nearly filled—but a small section remained dark.
That tiny gap felt like an unbridgeable chasm.
"How… how is this possible…?"
He stood frozen.
Twelve years old. Rank 40.
With talent like that, as long as Bai Mu didn't die young, becoming a Titled Douluo was practically guaranteed.
Even the Star Luo Emperor would have to take him seriously.
And yet—he had made an enemy of such a person.
His fiancée estranged, his pride shattered, his rank surpassed.
Something inside him cracked.
"When you're out in the world, you need strength—and rank,"
Bai Mu laughed softly, eyes full of mockery as he glanced at the crystal ball.
"So… just a nobody."
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