Saint Grade Bloodline Causes a Sensation

"What, I didn't mishear, did he? He wants to test again?"

"Holy crap, he doesn't actually think we were praising him just now, does he? Could it be he wants to be ridiculed again?"

"Is he, perhaps, mentally ill?"

As Hun Han's words fell, countless confused gazes once again focused on him. These were naturally their unspoken thoughts, not foolishly blurted out loud.

At this moment, even the Hun Clan elder presiding over the test looked at Hun Han in surprise, his eyes filled with confusion. He then calmly refused, "No need, the test results are perfectly fine. You can go down!"

Hearing this, Hun Han became anxious and cleverly said, "Elder, please let me test again. I am the thirteenth son of the Hun Clan Leader, the thirteenth young master of the Hun Clan. With my status, wanting to test one more time can't be considered excessive, right! Moreover, just one more test won't take much time!"

The Hun Clan elder glanced at Hun Han, thinking his words made sense. Although he couldn't understand why Hun Han was so insistent, he still nodded, "Alright, one more test then. Regardless of the result this time, you are not allowed to request further repeated tests!"

Upon hearing this, Hun Han's heart leaped with joy. He politely bowed to the Hun Clan elder and thanked him, "Okay, thank you, Elder!"

The Hun Clan elder's expression remained impassive, and he said faintly, "Begin!"

With that, Hun Han's hand once again touched the dark, gleaming Dark Soul Stone Tablet.

As Hun Han's palm made contact, the Dark Soul Stone Tablet once again emitted a faint glimmer. Five unchanged golden characters appeared on the Dark Soul Stone Tablet: Dou Qi, First Stage!

A wave of intense mockery erupted from the crowd.

"Heh, I thought he was something special, but he's just like everyone else! Still Dou Qi, First Stage."

"Exactly. Seeing how strongly he insisted on a second test, I thought there'd be some surprise. This is just a waste of my time!"

"Right, right. You guys say, is he sick in the head for seeking this kind of humiliation?"

The Hun Clan disciples around the altar whispered amongst themselves. As for Hun Feng, a faint smile played on his lips. Hun Han was one of the contenders for the Young Clan Leader position, and the more dirt and stains on Hun Han, the more beneficial it was for Hun Feng.

"After today, I'll have one less competitor!"

Hun Feng thought to himself.

However, the next second, Hun Feng's expression turned astonished.

The space around the Dark Soul Stone Tablet rippled with a powerful energy wave.

"What?"

The ability to create an energy ripple indicated that Hun Han possessed the Hun Clan's First Grade Dou Di Bloodline.

Following the first energy ripple, the Dark Soul Stone Tablet rippled again, then a third time.

"One... five... eight, nine, ten. Divine Grade Bloodline!"

Gasps echoed across the entire white jade plaza. Disbelieving gazes fixed on the space around the Dark Soul Stone Tablet.

The Hun Clan elder in charge of the test looked down at Hun Han in shock and exclaimed, "Child, you are actually a possessor of a Divine Grade Bloodline!"

What?

Divine Grade Bloodline?

How is that possible? Someone everyone considered trash actually awakened a Divine Grade Bloodline today?

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap

Invisibly, most people felt their faces being severely slapped. The "trash" they had mocked internally had actually awakened a Divine Grade Bloodline, something they couldn't even reach.

Hun Feng clenched his fists tightly, looking at Hun Han with intense hostility, and thought to himself, "Damn it, you awakened a Divine Grade Bloodline too!"

A Ninth Grade Bloodline meant a person had the potential to advance to Dou Saint.

A Divine Grade Bloodline meant that person would have the potential to advance to Dou God.

Dou God, a realm no one had reached in tens of thousands of years. Now, the Hun Clan had another possessor of a Divine Grade Bloodline!

Hun Feng had noticed that although his bloodline was also Divine Grade, the speed at which the Dark Soul Stone Tablet rippled during his test was nowhere near as fast as Hun Han's. Furthermore, the strength of the tenth ripple was also inferior to Hun Han's. This meant that even though both possessed Divine Grade Bloodlines, his talent was still a notch below Hun Han's.

"Since... his potential is so limitless, why couldn't he sense Dou Qi for six years? Was he pretending all along?"

Someone raised this question.

"Impossible. No talent or realm can be hidden before the Dark Soul Stone Tablet."

The speaker was none other than the Hun Clan elder in charge of the test, a figure of authority. Under the pressure of the Divine Grade Bloodline, many Hun Clan disciples around them had extremely unsightly expressions. Their faces were pale as they resisted the urge to prostrate themselves.

Fortunately, their cultivation realms were higher than Hun Han's, which prevented them from kneeling.

"The shackles on Young Master's bloodline have finally been broken!"

The shocked people in the white jade plaza didn't notice a voice filled with immense joy ringing out from the forest at the edge of the plaza.

"Buzz!"

Immediately after, another ripple emanated from the Dark Soul Stone Tablet.

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"What's going on?"

The sudden appearance of an extra ripple caused even the important figures of the Hun Clan sitting on the main stage halfway up the mountain to stand up in surprise.

"Eleventh Grade Bloodline?"

Someone couldn't help but exclaim.

The ancient eight great clans divided their bloodline ranks from one to ten. A ten-rank bloodline was also known as a Divine Grade Bloodline. Above ten ranks, there was no such thing as an eleven-rank bloodline. This was common knowledge among the ancient eight great clans. Now, an eleven-rank bloodline had appeared.

"No, that's not the Hun Clan's bloodline, but... the Xiao Clan's bloodline!"

On the rostrum, an elder with white hair and beard blurted out.

"Xiao... Xiao Clan?"

"Does such a clan exist?"

"Weren't there only seven clans in ancient times? When did this Xiao Clan come into being?"

Some young people, who knew little of history, couldn't help but question the Hun Clan elder's words.

This time, the energy ripple emanating from the Dark Soul Stone Tablet was not black, but golden. Moreover, this golden ripple was closely adjacent to the black ripple.

"One... five... eight, nine, ten. Divine Grade Bloodline!"

A person possessing Divine Grade Bloodlines from two clans!

Logically, this should have been a cause for celebration. However, the deeply experienced elders present couldn't bring themselves to be happy. This was because the owner of the Divine Grade Bloodline was the Xiao Clan, the ancient mortal enemy of the Hun Clan.

After the Hun Clan's Divine Grade Bloodline and the Xiao Clan's Divine Grade Bloodline appeared on the Dark Soul Stone Tablet, an extremely powerful fluctuation emanated from the tablet once more. Immediately after, an incredible scene unfolded.

The black and golden ripples in the space around the Dark Soul Stone Tablet actually... merged. Finally, they formed ten bronze-colored energy ripples.

The ten energy ripples were not brightly colored, exuding a deep, stable characteristic.

The pale-faced Dou Disciples of the Hun Clan could no longer bear it at this moment, and all of them collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

"Wh-what rank of bloodline is this?"

Not only the young disciples of the Hun Clan, but even the Hun Clan elders in charge of the test felt their Dou Qi in their bodies inexplicably stop circulating.

"Damn it!"

Hun Feng's expression was grim, his hands clenched tightly. He stared at Hun Han on the altar with hostility. Even though he possessed a Divine Grade Bloodline, he felt a suppression from within his bloodline at this moment.

Looking at the shocked expressions, Hun Han's face remained largely unfazed. Hun Han scanned the vast square, easily sensing several hostile gazes. However, he didn't care.

When Hun Han requested a re-test, he had already anticipated that it would draw much animosity afterward. At this moment, many people probably wanted to snuff out this heaven-blessed prodigy in the cradle. They had likely already devised hundreds of vicious schemes in their hearts to destroy him, Hun Han.

However, Hun Han no longer cared.

"Hun Han, Dou Disciple, First Stage, Low-grade; Bloodline, Divine Grade!"

As Hun Han's palm left the Dark Soul Stone Tablet, the surrounding bloodline pressure quickly dissipated.

"Hun Han, well done awakening a Divine Grade Bloodline. Cultivate diligently from now on. I look forward to the day you return to the Imperial Capital!" the Hun Clan elder encouraged Hun Han.

Although Hun Han's bloodline was Divine Grade, he had not reached Fighting Qi, Seventh Stage by the age of six. Therefore, his fate was still to go to a region and serve as a city lord.

Unless someone was willing to change the rules passed down by their ancestors.

"Thank you, Elder Eighteen!"

Hun Han bowed respectfully to the Hun Clan elder presiding over the test.

The Hun Clan elder stroked his beard. Hun Han, having awakened a Divine Grade Bloodline, was still so polite and not arrogant or impatient, which made him feel even more favorably towards Hun Han.

Hun Han then continued, "Elder Eighteen, I have a humble request. I hope the elder can help me fulfill my wish!"

The Hun Clan elder asked cautiously, "Hmm, tell me first?"

Hun Han said emotionally, "Elder Eighteen, tomorrow, I will be leaving the Imperial Capital to govern a region according to the ancestral rules. I don't know when I will be able to return. Before I leave, I wish to see my father one last time and personally paint a portrait for him, so that I have something to cherish when I miss him."

"This..."

The Hun Clan elder hesitated. Seeing one's father was only natural. However, Elder Eighteen of the Hun Clan knew that Hun Tiandi did not favor his thirteenth son. For six years, he had not seen his child. Every time Hun Han actively sought to see him, Hun Tiandi avoided him.

Once, a disciple of the Hun Clan secretly brought Hun Han to see Hun Tiandi, but Hun Tiandi broke the disciple's leg afterward. Since then, no one dared to mention Hun Han's name in front of Hun Tiandi.

If he agreed to Hun Han's request, wouldn't he be pushing his elder into a fiery pit!

Elder Eighteen of the Hun Clan wanted to refuse, but looking at Hun Han's pitiful expression, the other party... was still a six-year-old child! His heart softened, and he couldn't bear to refuse such a filial son, so he nodded, "Alright, after the test is over, you can come with me! Mind you, I will only inform him. Whether the Clan Leader chooses to see you or not, I cannot guarantee!"

Upon hearing this, Hun Han's face lit up with joy, and he bowed heavily to Elder Eighteen of the Hun Clan, "Thank you, Elder."

Hun Han's reason for not hiding his talents and drawing animosity was precisely his goal.

Hun Han's golden finger, besides having the function of signing in at specific times and places, also had the function of signing in with characters. If he could sign in with Hun Tiandi, what reward would he receive!

Hun Tiandi was once one of the five strongest individuals. He would play a very crucial role on the Dou Qi Continent in the future. It was likely that the reward for signing in would be considerable!