It's over.
Qian Renxue's mind held only these two words — and not the "haha I'm doomed" type.
This was the "my life, my future, and my bloodline are all collapsing" kind.
She stared blankly at her mother, currently between social death and rapturous ecstasy, like a woman who had accidentally married into heaven.
Then she looked at her grandfather beside her — equally stunned stiff, staring at the subtle tension between Bibi Dong and Lin Feng.
And instantly—
A crystal-clear, soul-crushing future image burned itself into Qian Renxue's brain.
[Scene: A few years later]
Inside the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Once solemn. Majestic. Sacred.
Now—
Rattles. Rocking horses. Baby bottles. Diapers everywhere.
A complete nursery explosion.
Qian Renxue, who had likely inherited the Supreme Pontiff position, sat on the floor with the dead eyes of someone whose spirit had evaporated.
In her left hand, she held a drooling toddler who looked 70% like her grandfather and 30% like some unknown old granny.
The little gremlin gnawed on her hair, mumbling:
"Big niece… hungry…"
In her right hand, she held onto another tiny menace — this one looking 50% Bibi Dong, 50% Lin Feng.
This little one wailed like a siren, yanking her robes:
"Sister! I want candied haws! Buy it! Buy it! I'll tell Daddy you bullied me!!"
Meanwhile, the two criminals responsible for her misery—
Walked hand-in-hand through the garden under the sunset glow, whispering sweet nothings like two teenagers who forgot they had children.
Before leaving, they would even pat Qian Renxue's head kindly:
"Xiao Xue, the house is yours. We're going on a couple's trip~"
Qian Renxue felt her brain split in half.
NO.
NO NO NO.
This couldn't be real.
She shook her head violently—
But the next thought was even worse.
If those two got together because of food and beer and… enthusiasm…
Would they really stop at ONE child?
What if—
What if they believed in "more children, more blessings"?
Then she wouldn't just be holding one with her left hand and one with her right.
She would have:
— one lifted by spirit power
— one strapped to her back
— two wrapped around each leg
— and a whole string following her from the front
All yelling in a chorus:
"Big niece!!"
"Sister!! Hug me!!"
"Carry me!!"
"I want candy!!"
What kind of hellish purgatory was this?!
Angel God above please—
Oh wait.
Angel God was dead.
Qian Renxue's heart turned into an icy wasteland.
Angel God, if your spirit is still floating somewhere… have mercy on your last devout descendant! Prevent this nightmare!
Her golden eyes blazed with desperate determination.
No!
She could not sit still!
She must act!
She must stop these two shameless… these two respected Elders… from stepping onto the Road of No Return!
She had already mentally prepared the legendary—
"Three Hundred and Sixty Tricks for Breaking Up Couples."
While she was spiraling through this emotional roller coaster—
A voice broke the awkward atmosphere.
"Senior… Senior."
Everyone turned toward the speaker.
Spirit Kite Douluo stepped forward. Her phoenix eyes were glued to the giant wooden barrel, and she swallowed unconsciously.
She tried to speak calmly, but the tremble in her voice betrayed her:
"May I ask… what is that golden… immortal brew you and Her Holiness were drinking?"
"Can… can we have some too?"
She spoke the thoughts of every single old monster present.
Immediately, every titled Douluo present stared at Lin Feng with hungry, sparkling doggy eyes.
Lin Feng glanced at them.
Then, looking at the group of old men practically panting with green-glowing eyes, he calmly said:
"This is called beer."
"It's not an immortal brew. Just a mortal drink."
"But it goes well with barbecue."
Everyone: "…"
A mortal drink??
Senior, don't joke!
Something that made Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong burp in public cannot be ordinary!
Obviously, Senior is being humble again!
This must be some heaven-and-earth treasure!
Lin Feng, unaware of their dramatic mental interpretations, simply waved his hand at the barrel.
"If you want to drink, go get it yourselves."
The moment he finished speaking—
"Thank you, Senior!!!"
A thunderous, unified roar shook the sky.
And then—
"SWOOSH!!!"
They blasted off faster than when they snatched skewers earlier!
"Don't push! Golden Crocodile, you old fossil, I'll yank your beard off!"
"Devil Bear! If you poke me again I'll flatten you!"
"Ghost Elder! No cutting in line!!"
"This is Teleportation. It doesn't count!!"
Chaos.
Pure chaos.
But in the end—
Each titled Douluo managed to snatch a large frothy glass of beer.
Carefully mimicking Lin Feng, they sniffed the cool aroma first.
Exchanging solemn looks.
Then, as if synchronized—
Tilt—
"GULP! GULP! GULP!"
The ice-cold liquid crashed down their throats like heavenly glacier water.
And in that instant—
Their eyes snapped wide open.
REFRESHING!!
A shockwave of coolness burst through them — mouth, throat, stomach, limbs, soul.
The greasiness from the earlier barbecue vanished instantly.
Only a mellow, faintly bitter, faintly sweet malt aroma lingered.
"Ah—"
Ghost Leopard Douluo sighed with such satisfaction his pores probably opened like blooming flowers.
"BURP~~~~!!"
Devil Bear Douluo followed with a burp so powerful the ground pebbles jumped.
Then—
"BURP—"
"Burp~~"
"Burp~~~!"
A grand symphony of burps echoed across Feng Ran Pavilion.
These titled Douluo — average age over a hundred — forgot all identity, status, dignity.
They just sat there holding their glasses, wearing the pure, simple smiles of children.
At this moment, they were not worshipers.
Not Elders.
Not titled Douluo.
They were—
A group of happy uncles drinking beer on a summer night.
Even if their skewers were long gone, leaving only bare sticks.
_____________________
https://[email protected]/mrSOMEONE01234? [replace @ with a]
>>>>>I'm a student, and I'll try my best to keep uploading chapters regularly <<<<<
thanks for your support
[[READER TIER 1: translates stories {15$} ]] { RECOMENDED }
[[READER TIER 2: translated & original stories {20$} ]]
[[[[Please at least visit my patreon so I can have some traffic]]]]]
Also try
[[[Restaurant in Douluo Dalu (530+ch)]]] {6$}
[[[Jujutsu kaisen : Eight Gates For Heavenly Restriction(196+)(COMPLETED) ]]] {6$} [[[JOJO: My Stand Is Black Sperm(70+ch)]]]{6$}