Douluo Dalu(Soul Land): My System Is Dissatisfied

Ye Feng's current spirit realm was at the Emperor level. With his terrifying cultivation, this was well within his capabilities.

After a brief moment of focus, Ye Feng harnessed his spirit power to guide the gray energy that had invaded Ya Fei's meridians. Slowly, he began clearing the chaotic energy from her body.

"Ah!"

Ya Fei cried out in pain.

"Can you still bear it?" Ye Feng asked, his tone calm yet concerned.

"Just do your best, Mister Ye. Don't worry about me," Ya Fei replied, gritting her teeth.

She clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling. Cold sweat drenched her forehead, and her jade-like hands were clenched so tightly that her fingers dug into her palms. Her clothes were soaked, sticking to her skin and to Ye Feng's body.

"Still holding on?" Ye Feng asked again.

"Mm."

Ya Fei could barely respond. Her body was so tense she couldn't speak. She had no idea what Ye Feng was doing to her, but she instinctively trusted him. She believed that the more she endured, the greater the reward would be.

Besides, pride was etched deep into Ya Fei's bones.

She had just become Ye Feng's personal maid. Ye Feng—brilliant and resplendent like the sun in the sky—was not someone she wanted to disappoint. No matter how painful it was, she endured it stubbornly.

After the time it took to burn an incense stick, Ye Feng had circulated the gray energy throughout her body, opening all eight of her extraordinary meridians.

Finally, Ye Feng withdrew his hands from her shoulders.

A wave of red energy burst forth, lifting Ya Fei half a meter off the ground.

"This…"

Ya Fei blinked in shock. While she floated in midair, red energy from the surrounding heaven and earth surged toward her and flowed directly into her body.

"A cyclone?" she murmured in disbelief.

The sign of Dou Qi condensing into a cyclone—the very symbol of becoming a warrior—had appeared in her dantian.

The miraculous phenomenon lasted for the time it took to drink a cup of tea. The red energy slowly dissipated, and Ya Fei gently landed back on the ground.

Ye Feng had developed Ya Fei's physique to its fullest potential.

"Three-star Fighter…"

Those four words escaped Ya Fei's lips in a daze.

In just a short while, she had gone from the seventh stage of Dou Qi to breaking into the warrior realm—reaching the level of a three-star Dou Zhe.

"Haah!"

With a soft shout, Ya Fei released her Dou Qi. The red, blazing energy condensed into a thin veil-like barrier around her body.

"The Fighting Spirit Gauze Robe... I've really reached the realm of a Dou Zhe," she whispered in awe.

She smiled—stunning and radiant.

After a moment of joy, she turned to Ye Feng and asked, "Young Master Ye, what happened to me?"

"You've awakened the Fire Spirit Body," Ye Feng replied.

"Fire Spirit Body? What's that?" she asked, curious.

Ye Feng explained, "It's a spiritual physique innately compatible with fire-attributed techniques and combat skills. Among all special physiques, it ranks just below the Ancient Saint Body and the Blue Sky Tyrant Body. With this, cultivating fire-based techniques will yield twice the results with half the effort. Its value rivals that of a tenth-grade Dou Emperor bloodline."

"Dou Emperor bloodline? I've heard of Dou Emperors... but what exactly is a Dou Emperor's bloodline?" Ya Fei tilted her head.

Ye Feng replied simply, "It's a special bloodline that only appears and activates in descendants once they reach the realm of Dou Di."

Ya Fei nodded slowly, not fully grasping the concept, but understanding enough. What mattered most was that her cultivation would now accelerate rapidly.

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Ding-dong!

"Congratulations! You have used the Origin Power of the Creator to transform Ya Fei's physique, greatly altering the future development of multiple storylines in Douluo. Reward: 888 distributable attribute points."

The gray energy Ye Feng had driven out of Ya Fei's body was no ordinary force—it was the rare and nearly irreproducible Origin Power of Creation.

Because of that, Ya Fei was able to cleanse her marrow and awaken a fire-based spiritual body—one nearly comparable to a holy physique.

"Thank you, Mister Ye."

Ya Fei knelt on one knee, respectfully clasping her fists before Ye Feng.

"Whether or not you awakened the Fire Spirit Body depended on your endurance. You made it through. Stand up," Ye Feng said.

"Thank you, Mister Ye." She stood gracefully.

Ye Feng gazed at her, his eyes gradually heating up with passion.

Ya Fei noticed and froze. As the chief auctioneer of the Miteer Auction House, she had seen many men ogle her—but Ye Feng's gaze was different.

Her clothes were still soaked with sweat, clinging to her curves. Her figure was now even more alluring under the thin fabric.

But just as quickly, the heat in Ye Feng's gaze turned playful.

"Ya Fei, you really are beautiful," he said with a teasing smile.

"Hmph, you're hateful," Ya Fei said, blinking at him flirtatiously. Her long eyelashes fluttered like wings, carrying subtle charm.

Without saying anything more, she turned and stepped into her room, closing the door behind her.

Ye Feng chuckled as he looked at the tightly closed door.

"What a little seductress," he muttered.

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One Month Later

Qingshan Town—a small settlement on the border of the Jia Ma Empire, nestled near the outskirts of the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

The town wasn't large, with a permanent population of only around 5,000. Yet, because of its location, merchants and fighters streamed through constantly.

Merchants came to buy medicinal herbs.

Fighters came to hone their strength, seek opportunities, or challenge death itself in the wilderness.

"My name's Luban! Don't be fooled by my short legs—I'm fast as hell! I'm a fire-attribute Fighter. If your team needs someone like me, bring me on!"

"My name's Kai, earth-attribute Fighter. We're looking for a wind-attribute Fighter to help us hunt a wind-type beast."

Shouts echoed through the streets. Some were from vendors, others from mercenaries looking to form teams and accept missions.

"Master Ye, are we staying here for the night?" Ya Fei asked.

As the chief auctioneer of Wutan City's Miteer Auction House, she could recognize these people as mercenaries. They survived by walking the edge of a blade—hunting magical beasts, selling their corpses, and hoping to find magic cores for a big payday.

"No rush," Ye Feng replied casually. "Let's take a walk."

He wasn't wandering aimlessly.

"Wan Yao Zhai?"

Ye Feng stopped and glanced up at the wooden sign above a particular store. These three characters—Wan Yao Zhai—marked the destination of his trip.

This place had a small side story attached to it.

If he could change the outcome, he'd be rewarded with more attribute points.

Currently, Ye Feng was focusing on strengthening his physical body. Attribute points were the fastest and most efficient way to raise his strength.

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