Destiny Test of the Hun Clan Disciple

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations, time is up, do you want to sign in immediately? Through this sign-in, the host can get a reward: a box of Foundation Lollipops!"

"Sign in!"

As he walked, Hun Han responded in his heart. As long as he signed in, there would be a reward. Who but a fool wouldn't sign in!

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations, sign-in successful, item obtained: a box of Foundation Lollipops!"

Foundation Lollipops: A box of fifty. In all the worlds, a miraculous item that truly allows one to eat pills like beans without any side effects. Taishang Laojun's latest invention, a pill with gentler medicinal effects than Foundation Pills or Foundation Spirit Liquid. After consumption, it can nourish the five internal organs and six viscera, achieving the purpose of strengthening the body. Moreover, it has a moderate sweetness and is very durable for licking!

"Uh!"

Hun Han secretly clicked his tongue. The item he got from his first sign-in was actually so bizarre. It was... a box of lollipops.

Alright, alright, forgive the system. After all, his physical body was only six years old at the moment, the age for eating candy.

Hun Han's consciousness retreated, and he looked at the system in his mind. On the sign-in panel, he was still 30 minutes away from the next sign-in.

"Ding dong!"

"System is issuing a sign-in mission, please sign in on the Hun Clan's Dark Soul Stone Tablet. Do you want to accept the sign-in mission?"

"Ding dong!"

"System kindly reminds you, the host is the master of the system and has the right to refuse to accept missions. If you refuse to accept this mission, the system will restart the location sign-in mission after one month."

"Ding dong!"

"System kindly reminds you, as the host refuses missions more times, the time interval for restarting location sign-in missions will become longer and longer!"

"Accept!" Hun Han responded in his heart.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations, you have successfully accepted the location sign-in mission. Please sign in on the Hun Clan's Dark Soul Stone Tablet. Time is unlimited!"

A short while later, Hun Han passed through a small grove and arrived at the edge of a square paved with white jade. The square was not small, covering hundreds of thousands of square meters. The square was already crowded with people. Around the edge of the square stood a circle of black-clothed individuals maintaining order. The black-clothed individuals wore badges on their chests. The badges had strange flame patterns that could not be seen or grasped. Above the patterns were four shiny black ripples.

The Hun Clan was one of the eight great clans. The clan had a clear hierarchy. One shiny black ripple represented that the person possessed the strength of a Dou Practitioner. Having four shiny black ripples indicated that these order-maintaining individuals were all Dou Spirit powerhouses.

Familiar with the storyline of Battle Through the Heavens, Hun Han knew that the Xiao Family, one of the four great families in Wutan City, was able to stand firm in Wutan City because they had a Dou Spirit level expert. Now, at the edge of this white jade square, there were thousands of Hun Clan disciples maintaining order, and they were all Dou Spirit level powerhouses.

Of course, as Hun Tiandi's thirteenth son, Hun Han knew that these Dou Spirit level disciples were mere cannon fodder in the vast Hun Clan. They were only used to maintain the living order of the hundreds of millions of descendants within the Hun Clan's independent space.

"Look, he's here!"

A disdainful and mocking voice came from the surroundings in low tones. Then, a large portion of people's gazes focused on Hun Han.

"I don't know who cursed the Clan Leader to have such a useless son!"

"Yeah, he's so lucky to have a Clan Leader as his father. Even if he's useless, he can still stay in this prosperous place!"

"However, after today, his luck will run out. Even the Clan Leader's son, if his talent is too poor, will have to be assigned to a region. With his status, he should be able to become a city lord!"

"Heh heh, so what if he becomes a city lord? I heard that the Clan Leader doesn't seem to like the Thirteenth Young Master. A city lord who can't cultivate, and without the protection of a faction. He will probably die young before long!"

The surrounding mocking voices were not very loud. However, Hun Han was a transmigrator, and his soul power was much keener than that of ordinary people. He heard all the voices clearly, word for word.

What these people said was actually true. In the Xiao Family, those who did not reach the required cultivation level by the age of sixteen would be assigned to manage family businesses. As for the Hun Clan, their survival rules were a hundred times harsher than the Xiao Family's.

When the direct descendants of the Hun Clan's "Imperial Capital" reached the age of six, if their talent and cultivation did not meet the requirements, they would be assigned to a region for early tempering, much like the feudal era in the Huaxia dimension.

Qin Lan was not wrong; today was indeed an important test for Hun Han. His cultivation and talent would determine where he would be assigned.

Of course, being assigned to a region for tempering was only the privilege of the Hun Clan's direct descendants. As for the ordinary descendants, if they lacked cultivation and talent, they were destined to live their lives in mediocrity.

If their cultivation and talent met the standards, they would have the qualification to continue staying in the "Imperial Capital" and receive focused resource cultivation.

"Hun Sheng, Dou Disciple, seventh stage; Bloodline, Fifth Grade!"

"Hun Shanshan, Dou Disciple, eighth stage; Bloodline, Sixth Grade!"

"Hun Wei, Dou Disciple, seventh stage; Bloodline, Fifth Grade!"

At the foot of the mountain on the side of the square, there was a shiny black stone tablet. That was the Hun Clan's Dark Soul Stone Tablet, the location for Hun Han's first location sign-in.

Under the supervision of an elder, the Dark Soul Stone Tablet lit up with varying degrees of light. The brighter the light, the higher the talent. The bloodline grades were divided into nine grades from low to high, with Divine Grade bloodline above the ninth grade. It was said to be the most perfect awakening of the Dou Di Bloodline.

As one direct descendant after another was tested, Hun Han discovered that the lowest Dou Disciple cultivation was the seventh stage, and the lowest bloodline was the Fifth Grade.

"Next, Hun Feng!"

"Hun Feng?"

Hun Han licked his lollipop and looked at the Dark Soul Stone Tablet in front of him.

A child whose height was not much different from Hun Han's stepped onto the white jade stairs. Finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, he lightly touched the Dark Soul Stone Tablet with his finger.

Instantly, four golden characters lit up on the Dark Soul Stone Tablet: Two-star, Dou Practitioner!

"Whoosh!"

"He's actually a Two-star Dou Practitioner!"

"At six years old, he has already become a Two-star Dou Practitioner and successfully condensed a Fighting Qi Vortex in his body. Such talent, truly a worthy son of a worthy father!"

Xiao Yan only managed to condense a Fighting Qi Vortex at the age of eleven; whereas Hun Feng, Hun Tiandi's eighteenth son, was already a two-star Dou Practitioner at the age of six.

It's important to know that the Dou Disciple stage is the most difficult for Dou Practitioners to cultivate. Most people are unable to advance past the Dou Disciple stage in their entire lives.

However, if Hun Feng were merely this talented, the important figures seated on the main stage halfway up the mountain would not have appeared here.

As expected, as the test continued, the Dark Soul Stone Tablet rippled with a circle of black waves. Immediately, more and more black ripples appeared.

"One, two... six... nine..."

Under the gaze of many, the ripples on the Dark Soul Stone Tablet suddenly increased to nine.

Nine ripples meant that Hun Feng possessed a Ninth Grade bloodline.

After the Dark Soul Stone Tablet fell silent for a moment, another ripple finally emerged. A subtle pressure swept outwards.

"Ten! Divine Grade bloodline!"

All members of the Hun Clan looked at Hun Feng on the altar with fervent eyes.

"Hun Feng, two-star Dou Practitioner; bloodline, Divine Grade!"

"Next, Hun Han!"