If You Knew It Would Come to This, Why Didn't You Act Sooner?

Who was Hun Xiu?

He was the son of the Clan Head, Soul Emperor.

Of course, that was only one reason.

Hun Xiu's talent was equally astounding, and his future potential was limitless.

After all...

Hun Xiu had awakened a Transcendent Divine Bloodline, an Eleventh-grade Bloodline that had never been awakened in the history of the Ancient Clans on the continent.

A Rank 10 Bloodline possessed the Potential to become Emperor. As long as one did not perish, one would inevitably become a Dou Emperor in the future.

Of course, that was only possible if conditions allowed.

Otherwise?

Without Origin Qi, what did it matter even if one possessed a Rank 10 Bloodline, a bloodline said to belong only to Dou Emperor experts?

On the current Dou Qi Continent, one could only remain a Dou Saint for life, never seeing any hope of becoming Emperor.

For example, Soul Emperor and Gu Yuan had been at the peak of Nine-Star Dou Saint for over a thousand years, yet they were still at that level.

It was not that they did not wish to advance further. Unfortunately, the path had been severed. With their strength, they could be called invincible on the continent, yet even they could not carve out a path to heaven!...

Hun Xiu naturally understood what the elder meant. He nodded firmly and said, "Elder, this technique is destined for me. I choose it. It suits me very well."

The elder looked at the Man-Slaying Palm and could not help shaking his head. "Hun Xiu, listen to me. This Man-Slaying Palm is merely a Yellow Tier combat skill. It simply does not suit you."

Such an excellent prospect, yet why was his judgment so poor? He had chosen nothing but a Yellow Tier combat skill.

And it suited him? Suited him, my ass.

What suited him should be a Heaven Tier combat skill. Within the Hun Clan, even those with the worst talent would not choose Yellow Tier techniques.

Yet... this Yellow Tier combat skill that no one had ever chosen before.

Now...

Now it had been chosen by Hun Xiu, the most talented person in the Hun Clan's history.

The elder was furious! If not for Hun Xiu's talent and status, he would have loudly questioned whether Hun Xiu was an idiot. Choosing a Yellow Tier combat skill that no one wanted was no longer mere stupidity; there was something wrong with his head.

He was a complete fool.

Hun Xiu "took" the Man-Slaying Palm back from the elder and said, "Elder, this is my choice."

"Just register it. There is no need to persuade me any further."

With that, Hun Xiu left with the Man-Slaying Palm.

It was true that the Man-Slaying Palm was a Yellow Tier combat skill, but that was only the beginning. It was merely the first form. The second form was a Mysterious Tier combat skill, the third was Earth Tier, and the fourth was Heaven Tier.

With the system, how could he possibly cultivate only the most inferior combat skill? Of course not.

But no one could understand him.

He could only sigh inwardly. As expected, geniuses are lonely, and the strong are solitary.

"Ah..."

Watching Hun Xiu leave with a Yellow Tier combat skill, the elder could not help shaking his head inwardly. "Foolish child..."

He then recorded it.

"Hun Xiu, one high-grade Yellow Tier combat skill: Man-Slaying Palm."

He believed Hun Xiu would regret it. A mere Yellow Tier combat skill would completely limit him.

After leaving, Hun Xiu headed to the back mountain.

The back mountain could be considered Hun Xiu's "private territory."

Because aside from himself, few people came to the back mountain to cultivate.

Arriving beneath a familiar large tree, he sat down and began reading the Man-Slaying Palm. Though the Man-Slaying Palm had only one form, its variations were unpredictable. It was far from as simple as a single form.

"Wonderful..."

After reading through it, Hun Xiu could not help marveling inwardly. Although it was only a high-grade Yellow Tier combat skill, when cultivated to the extreme, it could unleash power comparable to a Mysterious Tier combat skill.

Sure enough, how could a technique chosen by the system be an ordinary combat skill?

After memorizing it, Hun Xiu placed the combat skill into his Storage Ring and began practicing the Man-Slaying Palm.

A set of palm techniques unfolded in Hun Xiu's hands. The palm winds were sharp and domineering, and every palm strike produced a thunderous sound.

Hun Xiu flashed forward and arrived before a large tree, then struck out with his palm.

Crack!

The instant the palm wind struck the tree, it snapped cleanly in half. A distinct five-fingered palm print appeared on it, kicking up thick clouds of dust.

The palm force did not dissipate and continued toward the trees behind it.

Crack!

Crack!

In an instant, more than ten large trees had their life completely cut short by Hun Xiu's single palm. As they fell, they stirred up thick dust.

"Yellow Tier combat skills really are too simple. With my current strength, Yellow Tier techniques truly do not suit me."

Hun Xiu withdrew his palm technique and shook his head as he looked at the fallen trees.

Using a Yellow Tier combat skill with his strength as a Dou Ling, its power was easy to imagine, but this was not the effect he wanted to see.

As he had said, although the Man-Slaying Palm was good, its grade was still too low. It seemed that next time, he would have to search for the second form of the Man-Slaying Palm. With only one form, it was clearly not enough. Its power was also insufficient and had not met his expectations. He could only hope that the second form of the Man-Slaying Palm would not disappoint him too greatly.

One could only take one combat skill from the Skill Pavilion each day. If one wanted a second, one had to exchange it with a combat skill previously taken.

It was clearly impossible to exchange for the second form of the Man-Slaying Palm from the Skill Pavilion today.

He could only... wait until tomorrow.

Afterward, he sat cross-legged atop the mountain peak, absorbing the Dou Qi between heaven and earth as he entered cultivation.

The next day!

Noon.

Hun Xiu arrived.

He came to the Skill Pavilion once more.

"Elder."

Hun Xiu gave a slight bow to the elder in charge of registration.

"Hun Xiu, why have you come?"

Seeing Hun Xiu arrive, the elder could not help asking curiously.

Hun Xiu answered honestly, "I have come to return a combat skill and choose another one."

"Hm?"

Hearing Hun Xiu's words, the elder gave him a meaningful look. "Have you finally come to your senses, brat?"

He remembered that on Hun Xiu's first visit to the Skill Pavilion yesterday, he had taken a Yellow Tier combat skill. No matter how he tried to persuade him, Hun Xiu had remained set on that insignificant Yellow Tier combat skill.

He had predicted that Hun Xiu would surely regret it, and now, just as expected, Hun Xiu had returned after only one day.

In the elder's view, Hun Xiu had regretted his choice and wanted to exchange it for a better combat skill.

That made sense. With his talent, cultivating a mere Yellow Tier combat skill was somewhat unworthy of it.

Hun Xiu did not answer the elder. He placed the Man-Slaying Palm before him and entered the Skill Pavilion once again.

"Ah..."

Seeing Hun Xiu remain silent, set down the combat skill, and enter, the elder assumed that he was embarrassed and ashamed.

He could not help shaking his head and muttering, "Those who refuse to heed their elders' advice will suffer for it."

"If you knew it would come to this, why didn't you act sooner?"