All Waste Spirits?!

Upon entering the hall, the children's eyes were filled with curiosity and anticipation.

When Su Yuntao turned around, the imposing Aura he exuded instantly silenced the entire hall. The children hurriedly lined up in a row, standing ramrod straight like soldiers awaiting inspection.

Blade stood at the very edge, with Tang San beside him.

Judging by how the plot went, he should have been the last one to undergo Spirit Awakening.

But that was fine. Blade thought it was perfect. Once Tang San shocked everyone with his Innate Full Soul Power and tried to show off, Blade would show him what it meant that there was always someone stronger!

He could harvest another wave of Progress Points then, too!

Before long, Su Yuntao began his introduction.

"My name is Su Yuntao, a level twenty-six Soul Grandmaster."

"I will be your guide."

"Now, I will awaken each of your spirits one by one!"

"Remember, no matter what happens, do not be afraid."

As soon as he finished speaking, just as Blade had expected, Su Yuntao pointed to the first child on Blade's left and motioned for him to go first. The child nervously stepped forward and took a deep breath.

Soon after, Su Yuntao let out an angry roar and summoned his spirit, Lone Wolf!

At that moment, the atmosphere in the hall nearly froze. Terror appeared on the children's faces to varying degrees, and some were even frightened into taking several steps back!

Only Blade and Tang San remained where they stood like two immovable stone statues, utterly unmoved.

Tang San frowned slightly as he looked at Blade, who had not been frightened back either. He himself had transmigrated here, so his mid-level mentality naturally could not be frightened by something like this. Nor would he fear the spectacle of a Spirit Awakening.

Yet the children around him were all only six years old, ordinary children from this remote little village. Seeing such a shocking scene for the first time, logically speaking, ninety-nine percent of them would be scared.

But Blade, who had just refused to appreciate his goodwill at all, was not frightened in the slightest?

Wait! Had he been scared stupid?

Heh, he had been so arrogant just now. What an act!

Tang San could not help sneering, and his evaluation of Blade instantly dropped several notches. He covertly glanced at Blade, his eyes revealing contempt and disdain.

At that moment, however, Blade was not paying attention to Tang San at all. He was still thinking about Su Yuntao's Lone Wolf spirit.

There was something to be said about this Lone Wolf. It was one-eyed, and blind at that. After all, it was always mistaking people. The future god of the Douluo Continent had been right in front of him in the Original Work, yet he had failed to notice and missed his chance.

Blade pondered silently. If Su Yuntao could recognize his Talents, then being recruited into Spirit Hall would practically be a certainty.

But if that happened, he would be unable to stay by Tang San's side and keep tormenting him for Progress Points. This conflicting thought left Blade somewhat torn, and a fleetingly complicated emotion flashed through his eyes.

At that thought, Blade unconsciously cast a sidelong glance at Tang San again. At that very instant, he caught Tang San looking at him as well.

The instant their eyes met, Blade's gaze remained as cold and merciless as ever. A blood-red gleam flickered in his pupils, devoid of even a trace of emotion, filled instead with hostility and madness.

Even Tang San, who possessed the Purple Demon Eye, was startled by that look.

Tang San's heart began pounding uncontrollably. Alarmed and uncertain, he thought, What is going on?! Can he read my mind? That's impossible! Isn't this just a small village? How could a child here possess such an ability?!

He tried to convince himself it was only a coincidence, but Blade's gaze was simply too terrifying, sending a chill through Tang San's heart.

On the surface, Tang San did his best to remain calm and casually looked away. Inside, however, a storm had already erupted, and he was practically cursing his head off.

Blade was surprised by this as well. Looking into Tang San's eyes, with his current strength, seeing through the little thoughts in Tang San's mind was effortless. He saw through it at once. This guy was probably resentful because Blade had coldly told him to mind his own business earlier, wasn't he?

Blade guessed that Tang San's glance had probably been meant to see whether he would be frightened by a single roar from Su Yuntao's Lone Wolf spirit. He sneered inwardly. He really is just like in the Original Work, so petty. Heh!

Blade sneered, folded his arms across his chest, and ignored Tang San. His attitude became even colder, as if nothing around him had anything to do with him.

Suddenly, just as expected, the System's voice sounded in his mind again.

Ding! The Protagonist is panicking internally. Portrayal Progress increased by 0.05%!

Current Portrayal Progress: 5.11%

Hearing the System's voice, the corner of Blade's lips curled up again.

Before long, as the children ahead of them completed their Spirit Awakenings one after another, all sorts of spirits appeared in the center of the formation—pots, bowls, ladles, and various other tools. Finally, it was Tang San's turn.

Tang San walked steadily into the center of the formation. Surrounded by golden light, he was especially eye-catching. The golden radiance was like a halo, making him seem as though a god had descended into the world. A trace of surprise flashed through Su Yuntao's eyes, as though a special Aura foretold Tang San's extraordinary nature.

Before the process had even begun, Su Yuntao immediately felt that this child with the Protagonist's Halo was somewhat different from the others!

Yet moments later, Tang San's Spirit Awakening result left everyone dumbfounded. The universally acknowledged Waste Spirit of the Douluo Continent—Blue Silver Grass—quietly appeared in his hand. Su Yuntao could not help shaking his head helplessly, disappointment written all over his face.

"Blue Silver Grass? Another Waste Spirit."

Having failed to notice the faintly appearing hammer in Tang San's left hand, Su Yuntao directly told Tang San to step down and prepared to begin Blade's Spirit Awakening.

Blade wore an expression of extreme coldness tinged with madness. His blood-red eyes glanced at Tang San, and as Tang San walked down and passed him, Blade gave a soft scoff and said something only Tang San could hear.

"Trash."

"???"

Tang San's steps halted. His pupils instantly constricted, his clenched fists trembled slightly, and his molars ground together so hard that he nearly bit through his gums. His face remained calm, but waves surged within his heart, and the flames of anger burned in his chest as he began cursing inwardly. You bastard! There's still something in my left hand that this blind idiot hasn't noticed. Once I ask about it and reveal it, I'll scare the hell out of you!

Tang San silently swore that he would make Blade, who had looked down on him, pay for his ignorance.

Ding! The Protagonist has been mocked into cursing. Portrayal Progress increased by 0.1%

Current Portrayal Progress: 5.21%

Hearing the System's voice, Blade's lips curved upward. He was in an excellent mood. Even the pain brought by his Undying Body seemed to ease considerably at that moment.

It felt so good to make Tang San suffer! Even better than Xiao Wu!

Before long,

Before long, Su Yuntao's gaze fell on Blade. Seeing a child so young yet possessing a maturity and coldness unfitting for his age, he frowned slightly again. A strange feeling rose in his heart. Something about this child was off too.

He did not dwell on it and promptly activated his Soul Power again, telling Blade to relax!

Without further hesitation, Su Yuntao swiftly activated his Soul Power and gently said to Blade, "Relax. Don't be nervous."

As Su Yuntao's words fell, Blade's bandage-wrapped right hand began to change. A ray of light shone from it, gradually condensing into an extraordinarily formidable-looking longsword. The sword radiated a heart-pounding Aura, as if it contained limitless power.

When Su Yuntao saw this suspected Tool Spirit, especially a weapon-type longsword, anticipation and surprise flashed through his eyes. He hurried forward, wanting to examine this rare spirit from up close.

Seeing this, Tang San could not help clenching his fists, feeling somewhat bitter. He thought that a child had actually stolen his spotlight. In Blade's eyes, didn't that make his title as "trash" even more firmly established?

Blade, however, remained expressionless. His face held nothing but indifference, though he felt somewhat conflicted inside.

Even if he went to Spirit Hall, he would still have ways to deal with Tang San!

But he felt that if Tang San was to receive retribution, then he should suffer retribution every step of the way! What Tang San loved, Blade would make sure he could not have!

Just like back then, when Dan Feng turned Bai Heng into the Abomination Dragon and destroyed all five of the Cloud Retainers Five Generals! He had taken everything Blade had once loved! Now that the system had appeared and Blade was portraying Blade, the target who should atone had changed from Dan Heng of the Honkai Star Rail World to Tang San. Then he should do the same!

Soon, Su Yuntao approached Blade, carefully inspecting the longsword named Shizun's Sword.

His brows knit tightly, and his expression grew increasingly ugly.

He circled the sword in Blade's hand several times before finally stopping, his tone full of disappointment and confusion.

"Ah, a Tool Spirit finally appeared, and it's even a longsword type. Why is it shattered like this?" Su Yuntao's voice held a trace of helplessness and deep regret. "What's the difference between a broken sword and a Waste Spirit? What a waste of excitement."

He shook his head, seemingly deeply disappointed by this Spirit Awakening. "It seems Holy Spirit Village was another waste of time."

With a sigh, Su Yuntao turned to the other children. "All right, children, you may leave now."

At that, Blade folded his arms and slowly stepped down, still wearing the same expression.

His Shizun's Sword was flawless from hilt to tip, its lacquer-black blade glimmering with a blood-red light. Only the strongest swordsman of the Xianzhou could embody the true essence of this sword.

Naturally, the sword's owner had once been Jingliu, the former Sword Champion and one of the Luofu Five Generals. Its true worth was not something a level twenty-six Soul Grandmaster could possibly understand.

Though now "shattered" in Blade's hand, its brilliance remained impossible to suppress!

Blade did not say any of this, nor did he reveal his true spirit. In any case, he had not planned to join Spirit Hall, so it was just as well that Su Yuntao had missed it again.

After stepping down, Tang San's lips curled slightly upward, and a cunning glint flashed through his eyes. He secretly glanced at Blade. This time, he had learned his lesson and used the Purple Demon Eye technique to precisely catch the instant Blade closed his eyes in thought. His gaze shot over like an arrow, and after succeeding, he inwardly celebrated.

Deep down, Tang San sneered, You're the real trash. A shattered sword? Heh!

Blade did not know that Tang San was secretly mocking him again. He retreated behind Tang San, to a position Tang San's line of sight could not reach. Standing there with his arms folded, he wore a cold expression and waited silently.

The surrounding children had already begun leaving in twos and threes. Some were still excitedly discussing their Spirit Awakenings, while others looked somewhat dejected because they had not received the spirits they wanted.

Blade, meanwhile, stood quietly to one side like an observer, as if none of it had anything to do with him.

After all, Tang San, unwilling to give up, still had to test his Soul Power. With such a good opportunity, Blade had to wait.