Transcendent Divine Bloodline (New Book—Please Bookmark)

At this moment, Hun Xiu had no choice but to suspect that he was trash, a good-for-nothing. He had thought that, with Soul Emperor as his father—

He should have been guaranteed a Divine Grade Bloodline. Yet, judging by the current situation, he truly was a Tiger Father, Dog Son, without even a trace of a Divine Grade Bloodline.

Within the Hun Clan, he was worse than trash, more worthless than garbage.

Without the support of a Dou Emperor Bloodline, no matter how great one's talent or how hard one worked, one's achievements in life would be limited.

It was simply impossible to achieve greatness at a young age. Perhaps he might break through to become a Dou Zun Expert only when he was old and frail?

After all, not everyone was a freak like the protagonist, Xiao Yan, right? But what did a Dou Zun Expert amount to in the Hun Clan? Cannon fodder?

To be honest, a Dou Zun Expert might truly be a respected powerhouse outside, but within the Hun Clan, they were probably only slightly better off than those who swept floors and cleaned toilets.

Only slightly better.

"Ah..."

Hun Xiu was utterly disappointed and could not help letting out a long sigh. He had thought he had transmigrated here to be the protagonist—

To be a genius, to become a hero of the Hun Clan. Yet he had never expected to come to the Hun Clan only to become trash.

After today, he, Hun Xiu, would probably find it impossible to take a single step within the entire Hun Clan, right? He might even be thrown out.

After all, competition in an ancient clan like the Hun Clan was exceptionally fierce.

At that moment, Hun Xiu's heart was as dead as ashes. Everything in the world seemed gray and dim, and he could not see a trace of light.

"Wait..."

Hun Xiu felt as though his vision was truly turning gray, until he could no longer see anything.

Just as Hun Xiu felt certain that he was about to go blind, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind, making him immensely excited.

"Your system has arrived. Would you like to accept it?"

Hearing that voice, Hun Xiu's entire body trembled. So he had a system too, a cheat.

He had thought this was an ordinary, mundane transmigration.

Now, it seemed things were not like that at all. He, Hun Xiu, was also a transmigrator with a system.

He had waited seven years for a system, thinking he did not have one at all. Now, it had finally arrived.

Heaven truly did not disappoint those with determination. One word—awesome.

"HAHAHA..."

Under the baffled gazes of everyone around him, Hun Xiu threw back his head and laughed loudly. His laughter was rather childish, but anyone could hear that he was genuinely happy.

Whispers immediately broke out all around him.

"Why is that trash laughing? Has he gone mad?"

"I think so!"

"That trash learned that he doesn't have even a trace of Dou Emperor Bloodline. He probably couldn't accept the truth and went insane."

Hun Xiu ignored the discussions around him. He continued laughing uproariously while silently chanting in his heart, Accept!

With a system in hand, so what if he lacked a Dou Emperor Bloodline? He, Hun Xiu, could still achieve greatness at a young age and become a powerhouse in his own right.

"Ding."

"Welcome to the Divine-grade System."

"Based on an analysis of the host's current circumstances, three solutions are available for the host's reference."

"Option one: Obtain a Transcendent Divine Bloodline and make everyone see you in a new light. Reward: cultivation raised to Dou Ling."

"Option two: Obtain a Divine Grade Bloodline and astonish everyone. Reward: cultivation raised to Da Dou Shi."

"Option three: Leave quietly and accept the fact that you have no Dou Emperor Bloodline. Reward: Little Waste Title."

"Uh..."

Upon hearing the system's voice, Hun Xiu became extremely excited. Especially at the first two options, his laughter grew even more unrestrained.

But... the last option made it impossible for him to laugh no matter what.

What the hell was this Little Waste Title?

What the hell was this last option?

Did this even need a choice?

Hun Xiu's laughter ceased, and he decisively chose the first option. If he did not choose the first, was he supposed to choose the second? Or the third?

At that moment, Hun Xiu could feel his blood boiling. His chosen reward must have already arrived.

He said to the middle-aged man, "Elder, I feel my Dou Emperor Bloodline swelling and boiling. May I touch the Stone Tablet once more?"

Hun Xiu's bright eyes gleamed with light, filled with unwavering determination.

"This..."

Logically speaking, one only had two chances to activate one's bloodline. If the first attempt failed to activate a bloodline, a second chance could be given.

But if one still failed to activate a bloodline on the second attempt, then one probably did not possess a bloodline at all.

Hun Xiu had already tried twice. Logically, there could not be a third attempt, because that would violate the rules.

Just as the middle-aged man was hesitating, Hun Feng burst into laughter. "HAHAHA..."

"Bloodline swelling? Boiling? Hun Xiu, are you kidding? You're clearly trash, yet you're still dreaming? You're fucking delusional."

Honestly, seeing Hun Xiu become trash made Hun Feng feel quite pleased. After all, it meant there was one less person to compete with him for the position of young clan head in the future.

How could he not be happy?

Even Soul Jade and the others laughed loudly. After all, a piece of trash without a Dou Emperor Bloodline was nothing in the Hun Clan.

So what if they laughed at him? To put it bluntly, even if they went up and beat Hun Xiu to death now, probably no one would dare say anything. Hearing Hun Feng and the mockery around him, Hun Xiu sneered inwardly. Laugh. Laugh to your hearts' content! The more you look down on me now, the more shocked you'll be later—and the harder you'll be slapped in the face.

Seeing the middle-aged man hesitate, Hun Xiu reminded him, "Elder, don't forget that I am the Clan Head's son."

"Hm?"

Hearing Hun Xiu's reminder, the middle-aged man froze slightly. He had not expected Hun Xiu to invoke Soul Emperor to pressure him.

Coming from the mouth of a seven-year-old child, it surprised him greatly.

He thought to himself, I never expected even a seven-year-old child to know that this is an era where one relies on one's father. Terrifying!

"Fine!"

"Give it another try! But remember, this is the last time. There are still many people waiting behind you," the middle-aged man said slowly, nodding.

Hun Xiu had brought up Soul Emperor, the Clan Head himself. There was no way he could refuse him this favor.

Rules were dead, but people were alive, weren't they?

What if the Stone Tablet had accidentally malfunctioned just now, causing a genius to be buried in obscurity? What then?

Hun Xiu excitedly placed his little hand on the Stone Tablet once again. The instant his hand touched it, the Stone Tablet immediately blazed with light.

The light shot straight into the heavens, shaking the entire Hun Clan.

"Gasp..."

The middle-aged man beside the Stone Tablet could not help drawing a sharp breath when he saw the light piercing the sky and the large words on the Stone Tablet.

"Eleventh-grade Bloodline!"

"Transcendent Divine Bloodline."

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