Douluo Dalu: My System Is Dissatisfied

"You actually got a hundred attribute points?"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with surprise.

He had told Tang San how to overcome the difficulties of having twin spirits not to help him but to weaken him. In the original storyline, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer spirit had only received high-quality spirit rings much later. Now, because of Ye Feng's interference, that storyline had been altered.

Meanwhile, Tai Long saw that his grandfather was about to face off against Ye Feng and turned anxiously to his father. "Dad, what do we do? Grandpa looks like he's ready to teach Ye Feng a lesson!"

"I just wanted to ask your grandfather something—besides the bloodline of the Nine-Hearted Begonia Clan, what other bloodline does Ye Feng have to make him this powerful? I was really surprised he came here himself," Tai Nuo said.

"Then why don't you try to talk Grandpa out of this?" Tai Long asked.

"If your grandfather ever listened to advice, he wouldn't be your grandfather," Tai Nuo said with a helpless sigh.

Even though he felt his father's move would reveal Ye Feng's true strength, Tai Nuo couldn't help but be curious. The young man had already beaten both him and his son. Just how powerful was he?

The scene before them didn't go unnoticed by Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

Tang San exhaled sharply. "Tai Long's grandfather has such a powerful presence."

"Of course he does. He's got history with the Clear Sky Sect," Yu Xiaogang said with a sigh.

"History? Teacher, what history?" Tang San asked, his curiosity piqued.

Tang San, being a twin spirit user himself, had received Yu Xiaogang's full teachings. He had a deep understanding of martial spirits and knew that his Clear Sky Hammer was a spirit that only direct descendants of the Clear Sky Sect possessed. But now, Yu Xiaogang was claiming this old man had a connection to the sect?

Tang San needed to know more.

Yu Xiaogang gave him a simple rundown of the relationship between the Power Clan and the Clear Sky Sect.

"So… the Clear Sky Sect abandoned them?" Tang San frowned, deep in thought. The old man before him was incredibly powerful. And if he wanted to build the Tang Sect, perhaps this was an opportunity.

At that moment, Titan's voice rumbled through the air like rolling thunder.

"Ye Feng, my son and grandson lost to you because of their own weakness. That's their fault, not the fault of my Power Clan. But I won't bully the weak. How about a little bet?"

"A bet?" Ye Feng raised an eyebrow.

Titan came prepared. With a flick of his hand, he tossed out a stick of incense. It embedded itself into the stone floor without breaking, showcasing Titan's incredible control over his strength.

"I won't attack, nor will I use my spirit," Titan stated.

"As long as you can withstand the pressure of my spirit power until this incense burns out, you win. My son and grandson will kneel and apologize. But if you lose, you must join my Power Clan."

"Senior!" Ning Rongrong immediately objected. "That's not fair! He's my Grandpa Chen's direct disciple. How can he join another clan? A spirit master can only belong to one faction in their lifetime. If they betray that faction, they'll be cast out by others."

"Ning girl, I know all of this," Titan said with a knowing smile. "But as far as I know, he hasn't officially joined any faction or family yet."

Titan was brimming with confidence. This was the true reason he had come.

Ye Feng was young but extremely talented. It was certain that he would become a Title Douluo in the future. As the head of the Power Clan, how could Titan not want to recruit such a genius? If Ye Feng joined their clan, they would rise to a new level within the next two decades.

"It still won't work!" Ning Rongrong argued. "If my senior brother loses, he has to join your family and be bound by your rules for life. But if you lose, all your son and grandson have to do is kneel? That's hardly a fair bet!"

Titan chuckled. "Fine, then how about this? If we lose, the Power Clan will join whatever faction Ye Feng belongs to. How about that?"

"Ah?" Ye Feng blinked in shock.

"Ah?" Ning Rongrong was equally stunned.

"Ah?" Even Tang San was caught off guard.

Ye Feng was stunned because this wasn't how things played out in the original story. He had a suspicion about what was going on. Could it be that Titan wasn't just trying to recruit him—was he trying to curry favor and follow him instead?

In truth, Titan was thinking exactly that.

Tai Long and Tai Nuo had described Ye Feng's monstrous talent, his external spirit bone, and his dual spirits. The Power Clan was in dire need of a powerhouse to support them—or, at the very least, a powerful figure they could follow.

So Titan had made up his mind before coming here. No matter the outcome of the bet, the Power Clan would benefit. If he won, Ye Feng would join them. If he lost, they would follow Ye Feng. No matter what happened, even if Chen Xin found out later, he wouldn't be able to stop it.

Tang San was speechless. Things had gone far beyond his expectations. If Titan was making this kind of offer, it meant he had no confidence in reclaiming the Power Clan himself.

"Ning girl, what do you say?" Titan pressed.

"Brother, what do you think?" Ning Rongrong turned to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng nodded.

If he lost, he'd be tied down by the Power Clan. But if he won, he'd gain a force comparable to the Lower Four Clans. That was a damn good deal.

As he considered the situation, Ye Feng couldn't help but envy Tang San again. That bastard had the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, Clear Sky Douluo as his father, and the backing of the Clear Sky Sect. Titan had a natural affinity for the sect, which was why he had so easily submitted to Tang San in the original storyline.

Ye Feng thought about this for a moment, but his system didn't respond at all.

Damn, did the system crash again?

At this moment, Ye Feng was facing a Spirit Douluo-level powerhouse. He didn't have much confidence. Surviving an incense stick's time under Titan's pressure without anyone's help? That was no easy feat.

"Alright, it's settled."

Titan's voice was like rolling thunder as he opened his eyes, his spirit power spreading outward. The sheer pressure made the air tremble.

If Prince Xue Xing's spirit pressure had felt like an endless river, then Titan's was like a towering mountain pressing down on Ye Feng. Different spirit power attributes, different sensations.

And yet, Ye Feng endured it.

Titan's eyes flickered with admiration.

He liked this kid.

(End of this chapter)

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