The Unlucky Girl, Hun Li Li

Soul Realm, Sacred Soul Mountain, at the foot of the mountain.

"Dou Qi, Third Stage."

Five dazzling characters shone on the Demon Stone Tablet of Testing. The girl expressionlessly withdrew her pale hand, white to the point of bloodlessness.

"Hun Li Li, Dou Qi, Third Stage! Rank: Low!"

Beside the Demon Stone Tablet of Testing, a figure shrouded in roiling black mist glanced at the information displayed on the tablet and announced it in a cold voice...

As his words fell, a malicious, noisy commotion erupted around them.

"Third Stage? Hehe, she's doomed."

"Yeah. Based on the previous bloodline concentration tests, the bloodline in her body is so thin it's practically nonexistent. Her cultivation talent is this poor too. If she can't find someone to rely on, she probably won't live past today."

The contemptuous laughter and mockery from all around fell upon the ears of the quietly standing girl, yet failed to stir even the slightest emotion in her.

She slowly raised her head, revealing a face capable of toppling kingdoms: alluring brows and eyes, a perfectly placed beauty mark beneath her eye, and a delicate, upturned nose. Yet her bloodless cheeks and lips gave her an eerie air, as though she were not quite alive.

"Silence!"

However, the figure wreathed in black mist casually waved a hand. A pitch-black chain skewered the two loudest people like candied hawthorns. Their bodies exploded, scattering into bloody pulp across the ground, while their souls were bound by the chain and drawn back into the black-misted figure's sleeve.

He did not wish to waste too much time here. This place was deeply sinister; supposedly, the Soul Envoys who conducted tests here had often disappeared in recent years.

"I happen to be lacking a maidservant. What do you think?"

The black-misted figure suddenly spoke.

"Today happens to be my coming-of-age ceremony."

Hun Li Li broke into a smile, leaving everyone around her utterly spellbound.

"Come of age?"

Hearing this, disappointment entered the black-misted figure's voice.

"Though I don't know how much affection my damned biological dad has for me, logically speaking, a Soul Envoy at your level isn't qualified to speak to me like that."

A chilling killing intent suddenly surfaced on Hun Li Li's pale, lovely face.

The next moment, she fiercely bit the tip of her tongue and spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

Sssht!

The essence blood floated in midair. As her hand seals changed at incredible speed, it began to twist and churn violently. At the same time, a terrifying pressure that bore down upon the depths of every soul present instantly suppressed them, leaving them unable to move.

"Blood Soul Curse? That is a soul Dou Skill that only the elder venerables are qualified to cultivate. Where did you get it?"

Seeing the mass of essence blood transform into a gigantic blood-colored skull, the Soul Envoy in the black mist asked in utter horror.

"Other than the elder venerables of the Soul Hall, only blood descendants of the Soul Clan's main branch are qualified to cultivate the complete Blood Soul Art."

A refined scholar in gray-white robes suddenly appeared nearby. He looked around thirty, with a tall, slender build and handsome features, and explained gently.

"My lord, her bloodline is so thin. How could she possibly be a descendant of the main branch? She must have stolen it from elsewhere. Please subdue her, my lord. I will certainly interrogate her harshly, extract her soul, and tear apart her spirit!"

The Soul Envoy hurriedly said.

"...Are you going to interfere with my business?"

A frenzied yet resolute look emerged in Hun Li Li's eyes. The aura around her became increasingly cold and sinister, while her pale skin slowly split open—yet, strangely, not a trace of blood seeped out.

"Ah Li, I told you before. I only drew away this bloodline temporarily. I would return it. Now, the time has come."

Hun Tian Di smiled and shook his head, tossing the scroll in his hand toward Hun Li Li.

The scroll shattered, transforming into blood droplets that filled the sky and seeped into Hun Li Li's body. Her complexion visibly became rosier, while the blood-colored skull's aura grew even more terrifying. Under Hun Li Li's control, it pulled out the souls of everyone present, stuffed them into its hollow mouth, and chewed and swallowed them!

"Ugh... They taste awful. Are Soul Clan souls always this filthy and disgusting?"

Hun Li Li covered her now rosy lips and dry-heaved, frowning.

Yet her aura was no longer at the Third Stage of Dou Qi. It was now that of a three-star Dou Wang.

"What does this mean?"

Hun Li Li stared at Hun Tian Di with an ugly expression.

She discovered that her God-Grade Bloodline had dropped two entire ranks! It could now only barely remain at the eighth rank.

"There is gain in loss. Though the bloodline rank has fallen, a fifteen-year-old Dou Wang is already far ahead of her peers within the clan. Besides, your bloodline came from me in the first place. When I need to use it, I use it. In any case, as long as you remain a virgin, you can nurture it back sooner or later."

Hun Tian Di said calmly.

You're seriously disgusting, biological dad! I really ought to put you on Xiaohongshu!

Hun Li Li nearly cursed out loud.

But she could not afford to provoke the man before her.

Hun Tian Di, the number one madman of the Dou Qi Continent, who sacrificed his entire clan's bloodline just so one person could become an Emperor.

When she had transmigrated here, she had fainted from fright on the spot.

Why was it that other people transmigrated into the Yao Clan's holy maiden, or Nalan Yanran, Xiao Yi Xian, and the like, while she had transmigrated only to get a beast of a father who treated her as a blood slave?

Ever since her bloodline had awakened to the ninth rank at the age of six, she had never seen her birth mother again.

When she was eight, her bloodline had reached the God-Grade.

Back then, she had thought that, as someone with a God-Grade Bloodline, she should at least have some say in things. So she had asked Hun Tian Di where her mother had gone.

Hun Tian Di had said that, as the Soul Clan's eldest young lady with a God-Grade Bloodline, she did not need too many emotional ties. Nor should she think of searching for her. Just like those Soul Envoys who tested her bloodline, only the dead could keep secrets.

It was also that year that her God-Grade Bloodline had been forcibly stripped from her while she was still a child. She had cultivated for seven full years, yet her Dou Qi had remained stuck at the Third Stage. Fortunately, her soul power had grown somewhat, giving her at least some ability to protect herself.

Before she turned eight, the Soul Hall had dealt with the Soul Envoys for her.

After she turned eight, she dealt with the Soul Envoys herself.

Suppressing the intense killing intent in her heart, Hun Li Li looked coldly at Hun Tian Di and said, "So I can nurture it only for you to draw it out again?"

Hun Tian Di actually pondered it seriously before replying, "It will take at least ten years for you to nurture it back. Ten years from now, I will no longer need your bloodline. Though... such things are hard to say."

"Why, thank you so much!"

Hun Li Li said through gritted teeth, her face full of false smiles.

"Mhm, no need to be polite."

Hun Tian Di nodded, seemingly unable to hear the hatred in the girl's tone at all.

"I want to leave the Soul Realm."

Hun Li Li took a deep breath and said.

"A reason."

Hun Tian Di said.

"The people here are too disgusting. Their souls are filthy and hard to swallow. I want to go outside and eat something fresh!"

Hun Li Li was furious like a child who had been starved for seven days.

"I will have Hun Miesheng personally capture the freshest souls for you."

At this moment, Hun Tian Di finally remembered that the daughter before him was his biological child. With one sentence, he was about to send a five-star Dou Saint on an errand.

"You want the king of trash to personally bring me food? Are you really my biological father?"

Hun Li Li gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, her back arching slightly.

"Fine. This is a clan token. Seeing this token is equivalent to seeing Hun Miesheng. Take it with you. Whatever you need, you may follow the token's senses directly to the Soul Hall and requisition it. Should you encounter danger, crush it, and Hun Miesheng will personally come over."

Hun Tian Di handed a token to Hun Li Li.

"Not you?"

Hun Li Li frowned.

"I cannot leave."

Hun Tian Di shook his head.

"Then that's great!"

Hun Li Li let out a sigh of relief, turned around, formed Dou Qi wings, and flew out of the Soul Realm.