NOVEL WEB Chapter 319: Chapter 319
When Ye Feng, Nalan Yanran, Liu Ling, and Ge Ye walked out of the Xiao Family's meeting hall, most members of the Xiao clan were still frozen in disbelief. Just moments ago, someone who had been dead for more than a decade had spoken again.
"Damn it..." Xiao Yan clenched his fists tightly, eyes burning with fury. "They've gone too far. They dared to control Grandpa's body... Yunlan Sect... Nalan Yanran... Just wait. Thirty years east, thirty years west—don't bully a poor young man!"
Pa!
The second elder of the Xiao family slapped Xiao Yan across the face.
"You—!"
"What do you mean, 'you'? I'm the second elder of the Xiao family—you should call me Second Grandfather."
"Why did you hit me?"
"Yunlan Sect, Nalan Yanran... You still want to go cause trouble? Thirty years east, thirty years west, don't bully a poor young man—what's the point of repeating it?! Do you want to bring our Xiao family into eternal damnation?"
He turned toward Xiao Zhan. "You saw what just happened. Whether it was the eldest brother's spirit speaking, or someone controlling him... That power—instantly moving a coffin and making the dead speak—isn't something our Xiao clan can handle."
"The second elder is right. As long as I'm here, I won't let Yan'er stir up more trouble."
"Trouble?" Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Zhan in disbelief. His heart felt cold. First the broken engagement, then public humiliation—and now this?
All of it was dismissed as nonsense?
"What, you're not convinced?" sneered Xiao Ning, the grandson of the great elder. "It's all because of you! If you had just agreed earlier, we could've gotten the Qi Gathering Powder from Pill King Gu He. But now? You've ruined everything!"
Xiao Yan was speechless.
Xiao Zhan stepped forward. "Yan'er, that young man... his strength is unfathomable. You must not provoke him again."
Xiao Yan remained silent.
"Did you hear me?" Xiao Zhan pressed.
"Yes... Father." Xiao Yan's pupils contracted. His fists clenched again.
But if he had to swallow this humiliation just like that—then he wouldn't be Xiao Yan.
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"Ding dong!"
Just as Ye Feng stepped out of the Xiao clan estate, the system's mechanical voice rang in his mind.
Congratulations!
You have peacefully resolved the engagement dispute between Yunlan Sect and Nalan Yanran using your own strength, without any loss of life.
You have altered the original timeline.
Reward: 666 Allocable Attribute Points
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"It's done." Ye Feng exhaled calmly. "Where are you heading next?"
"We're returning to Yunlan Sect. What about you?" Nalan Yanran asked.
"I'll stay here for a while. I suppose this is where we part ways?"
Nalan Yanran nodded. "Alright."
"You saved me. So, I'll allow you to make a request of me."
"A request?"
"Tell me—what do you want?"
"What we want."
Ye Feng laughed. "You don't get to refuse. If I want to give you something, you'll accept it. So, what do you want?"
"No matter what you give me, I'll like it," Nalan Yanran said with a faint smile.
Ge Ye, already familiar with Ye Feng, didn't want to miss this opportunity.
"You're a four-star Great Spirit Master?" Ye Feng asked him.
"Yes." Ge Ye nodded.
"Show me your weapon."
Without hesitation, Ge Ye pulled a green longsword from his spatial ring. The weapon wasn't high-grade—its power was average, with a few glowing runes along its blade.
Ye Feng flicked his finger and retrieved a ten-thousand-year spirit bone from his storage artifact. Instantly, flames ignited in midair.
Though it was just ordinary fire, it began refining the spirit bone before their eyes. If Ye Feng hadn't possessed the Power of Chaos, forging a spirit bone like this would be impossible.
Ge Ye watched, astonished, as Ye Feng molded the spirit bone into a sword the same size as his current weapon. However, this new sword was wreathed in green light, and vivid green lines pulsed along its edge.
"An Earth-grade Wind-attribute sword!" Ge Ye exclaimed.
He could tell—this casually forged blade had at least reached low Earth-grade, maybe even high Earth-grade. His current sword? Just low-tier Mystic grade.
"Here." Ye Feng casually tossed the sword to him.
Ge Ye didn't refuse. He swung it, and a swirling blade of wind tore through the air—the power far beyond anything he'd wielded before.
"You're... a forger?" Ge Ye asked in disbelief.
He already knew Ye Feng's cultivation was terrifying for his age, but now it turned out the man could forge too?
Of course, Ge Ye didn't know that Ye Feng wasn't just any forger—he was a Tenth-Grade Forger, capable of crafting even high-tier Heaven-grade weapons.
Ye Feng ignored the question and turned to Liu Ling.
"Your turn."
"I..." Liu Ling hesitated.
"What do you want?"
"I want..."
"You're a pharmacist," Ye Feng interrupted. "I'll teach you some refining techniques and recipes. Think of it as repaying your help in saving my life."
"Okay!" Liu Ling nodded quickly.
Ye Feng extended a finger to Liu Ling's forehead. A stream of golden energy flowed into his spiritual sea, and images, text, and formulas flashed through Liu Ling's mind.
When it was over, Liu Ling's eyes went wide in disbelief.
He had expected Ye Feng to share one or two minor recipes—not one hundred and thirty-six detailed pill formulas, all of the seventh grade or lower!
"One hundred and thirty-six types..." Liu Ling whispered.
"What?!" Ge Ye blinked. "You mean... pill formulas?"
Liu Ling nodded, dazed. "Yes."
Among these recipes, even his master—Pill King Gu He—didn't possess most of them. The detailed insights on refining alone were enough to let Liu Ling teach his own master.
"I... can I become your medicine boy?" Liu Ling asked excitedly.
He could tell—this was an opportunity that would change his life. Even if he was just a helper, being by Ye Feng's side would be worth it.
"No," Ye Feng said flatly. "Your aptitude is too poor."
"Too poor?" Liu Ling's heart trembled. He was the Little Pill King of Yunlan Sect, and Ye Feng had just rejected him?
"With what I just gave you, you'll have no trouble becoming an elder of the Central Plains Pill Tower," Ye Feng said.
He gave Liu Ling a few more instructions, as he had indeed helped save Ye Feng's life.
Then he turned to Nalan Yanran. "It's your turn. What do you want?"
"Me?" Nalan Yanran blinked.
"If you hadn't discovered me first, I might have been eaten by wild beasts. I'll give you two requests. Anything your heart desires."
Although Ye Feng was the God of Creation in the Douluo Plane and wouldn't be killed by wild beasts, he could still be swallowed by large snakes. Just imagining himself inside a snake's stomach made him feel sick.
So, as thanks to Nalan Yanran for discovering him first, he decided to give her two wishes.
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