Douluo Dalu(Soul Land): My System Is Dissatisfied

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

The sudden burst of laughter from within the villa sent shockwaves through the surrounding air. Outside, the patriarchs of the Jialie and Ao Ba families stood still—shocked and overjoyed.

A sixth-grade alchemist?

The voice was youthful, yet it carried the confident arrogance that could only belong to someone who had accomplished the impossible. A sixth-rank elixir—it wasn't just rare, it was nearly legendary. And from the sound of it, the person inside wasn't old at all.

This revelation meant one thing: the Xiao family was finished.

If the Xiao family refused to give up their ancient jade, they would be thoroughly crushed. And the Jialie and Ao Ba clans would finally have their opening to dethrone them.

"It's not them," Ao Ba muttered, his expression frozen in disbelief.

He had listened carefully. That voice—it didn't belong to Gu He, nor the president of the Alchemist Guild. In fact, Ao Ba couldn't think of a single person in the empire who possessed sixth-grade alchemy skills aside from those two.

A foreboding silence fell over the Xiao family's side.

Xiao Zhan's face had darkened considerably. From the words of the mysterious alchemist, he realized the truth—this person wanted the Xiao family's heirloom: the ancient jade passed down through generations, the one in Xiao Jian's possession.

"Clan leader, should we consider handing over the jade?" the eldest elder of the Xiao family suggested cautiously.

Xiao Zhan frowned deeply. "That jade has been passed down from generation to generation. The clan leaders and elders of each era have always said it must never be given away. If we hand it over, won't we become sinners in the eyes of our ancestors?"

"But aside from giving off a faint warmth, that jade has shown no true value," the elder replied. "Perhaps it's just a symbol of our lineage. But think about this—the person inside is a sixth-rank alchemist! If the other two families build ties with him, the Xiao family will be left in ruins. Can you bear the consequences, Clan Leader?"

Xiao Zhan's eyes flicked toward the smug expressions of Jia Lie and Ao Ba Pa.

If either of those two bastards managed to befriend this sixth-grade alchemist, the Xiao family's economic and political power would collapse overnight. And once the markets were destroyed, disbanding would be inevitable.

"If giving up a piece of jade can ensure our family's survival, maybe even birth a Dou Wang in the future, then so be it," the elder pressed. "Don't forget—your father, Xiao Lin, was once a Dou Wang. That was our golden age. After his passing, we only had a Dou Ling left guarding the pavilion. And now... we have nothing. If a new Dou Wang rises, our family will return to glory."

Xiao Zhan clenched his fists in silence, then sighed deeply. Finally, he nodded.

"Alright."

He pulled out a piece of mutton-fat jade from his storage ring and raised it high.

"Senior, you are right. I, Xiao Zhan, head of the Xiao family, am willing to hand over our family's token—the ancient jade!"

The moment he spoke, a wisp of grey energy emerged from within the villa, silently drifting over. It gently wrapped around the piece of jade and suspended it midair.

Xiao Zhan and the others watched nervously.

Then—crack!

Without warning, the mutton-fat jade shattered into countless pieces, instantly turning to powder.

"…"

"…What?"

Xiao Zhan's eyes widened. The elder beside him went stiff.

They had just destroyed their family's ancestral heirloom—why? Wasn't that what the sixth-rank alchemist wanted?

From behind them came an unpleasant chuckle.

"Pfft."

Galebi, their long-time rival, couldn't hold back his laughter any longer.

Suddenly, a crisp system notification rang out inside the villa.

Ding Dong!

"Congratulations! You have destroyed the fragment of the Xiao family's ancestral jade—Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade.

This action has greatly affected the main storyline.

As a result, the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor's cave can no longer be summoned from the underground lava.

Reward: 6666 attribute points."

In the courtyard, Ye Feng's lips curled into a faint smirk.

He had done it. One piece of the Tuoshe Ancient Jade was now gone. He wanted to see—without the jade, how would Emperor Hun Tian and Xiao Yan ever reach the level of Dou Emperor?

This single choice had rewritten the future, and the system rewarded him handsomely. 6666 distributable attribute points. Not bad.

Just then, the door to the villa creaked open.

More than a hundred jade bottles flew out, lining up in the air before Xiao Zhan.

"This is what you wanted," came Ye Feng's voice, echoing in Xiao Zhan's ears.

The elixirs weren't of high grade—fourth-tier at most—but to Xiao Zhan and the elder, they were worth their weight in gold.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Xiao Zhan didn't dare stay a moment longer. He bowed deeply to the villa, gathered the bottles quickly, and fled, terrified that Galebi and Ao Ba Pa might suddenly attack.

But just as the two other clan leaders prepared to step forward—

"The rest of you, leave. You are not qualified to see me."

Ye Feng's cold voice rang out like thunder, causing both Galebi and Ao Ba Pa to halt in their tracks.

Galebi gritted his teeth. "Senior, this is the fifth-grade medicinal material—Xuanshuang Longwu! How can a broken piece of jade be more valuable than this?"

"Noisy!"

A sudden blast of wind roared from the villa.

Galebi's body convulsed violently as blood poured from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. In an instant, he collapsed lifelessly to the ground—dead.

Ao Ba Pa froze, sweat pouring down his forehead. He could barely keep standing.

"Forgive my intrusion, Senior," he muttered hastily. He bowed low, picked up the brocade box containing his offering, and fled like a frightened dog.

From the side, Ya Fei had been observing everything with sharp, intelligent eyes.

"Miss, we should leave now," Gu Ni whispered, his face pale.

But Ya Fei shook her head.

"No, Uncle Gu Ni. The senior only asked Galebi and Ao Ba Pa to leave. He did not mention us."

She turned toward the villa and bowed gracefully.

"In other words… he's willing to meet us. Am I correct, Senior?"

A pause. Then came the voice again.

"Your name is Yafei?"

"Yes. Miteer Yafei."

"You're quite clever. Since you want to see me, then come in."

"Thank you, Senior!"

Ya Fei's heart pounded. She didn't dare delay, bowing deeply once more before fixing her dress and calming her breath. Then, together with Gu Ni, she stepped inside.

Fifteen days.

For fifteen days, she had waited patiently, respectfully seeking an audience. And now… she would finally meet the mysterious alchemist.

Her excitement was palpable.

The villa was small, but refined. As they stepped into the courtyard, the destruction caused by the strange fire became evident—everything had been scorched. Even the water in the small fish pond had completely evaporated, leaving behind only ashes and the shadows of what used to be fish.

Sitting calmly on a chair in the middle of the courtyard was a young man.

He looked about the same age as Yafei.

"Little sir," she greeted with her signature smile, bowing respectfully. "May I ask where your master is?"

But the youth raised an eyebrow.

"Why is it that people insist on searching for what they wish to see, yet refuse to believe what they already see with their own eyes?" he asked.

"…What?"

Gu Ni and Ya Fei both froze.

"You… You're the sixth-rank alchemist?" Gu Ni stuttered.

They stared at Ye Feng in disbelief.

A young man… no older than twenty… was actually the alchemist who had shattered their understanding of power?

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