A Young Man Who Is Trash in Public Wields the Divine Tiger Soul Weapon; Who Dare Believe I Am the King of Confounding?

[Ding! Congratulations to the host on successfully advancing to Dou Master, and obtaining the breakthrough reward for a major realm—Natal Divine Weapon: Tiger Soul Halberd (Growable)!]

The crisp system prompt echoed in his mind.

Inside a secluded cave behind a water-curtain waterfall, a white-haired boy slowly opened his eyes.

They were a pair of dark-gold slit pupils, carrying a trace of lingering laziness, yet revealing the sharpness belonging to a top predator.

"Natal Divine Weapon? Tiger Soul?"

The boy muttered, raising his right hand casually as his thoughts moved slightly.

Hum—!

Accompanied by a low, piercing hum, a heavy halberd about a zhang in length appeared out of thin air in his palm.

It felt extremely heavy to the touch, with a shaft as black as ink, made of a material neither metal nor wood, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.

Looking further up, the dark-gold blade emitted a chilling gleam that made one's heart palpitate, and at the base of the blade, a lifelike white tiger head was carved impressively.

The white tiger glared with wide-open eyes, its bloody maw opened exaggeratedly, and the peerlessly sharp tip of the halberd was spat out precisely from the tiger's mouth!

"Handsome."

The boy weighed it, the corners of his mouth curving into a satisfied arc.

His name was An Yi.

True to his name, he had no grand ambitions, and his lifelong dream was to loaf around and live a comfortable life to the end.

After all, in his past life, he was just a miserable corporate slave who had literally worked himself to sudden death from overwork.

Living a new life, An Yi swore to the heavens that if he rolled even one more day in this life, he was a dog!

Alas, things rarely went the way one wished.

He transmigrated to the Battle Qi Continent, a world that engraved the four words might makes right right on its forehead.

What was even more miserable was that his parents had died early, and he had depended on others since childhood; the starting difficulty was hell-tier.

In order not to be stepped on by others, An Yi bit his bullet, forced once again to embark on the path of "involuting".

Fortunately, heaven never cuts off all avenues.

As a transmigrator, his cheat might have been late, but it was never absent.

At the age of three, when he successfully guided Qi into his body for the first time, the system dropped a newbie gift pack: [White Tiger Bloodline].

He had no idea whether this was a proper white tiger or a divine beast white tiger, but anyway, after crazy body-tempering over the years, his current physical strength was simply more freakish than a Magical Beast.

A few years ago, when he condensed his Dou Qi Vortex to break through to a Dou Practitioner, this playing-dead system came back to life and threw him a cultivation technique: [Heaven-Devouring Art].

This thing was simply a big glutton, somewhat like the Flame-Manipulating Art next door, but even more outrageous—it specialized in "devouring everything".

As long as his body could handle it, he could even directly extract and absorb the violent energy in a Magic Core!

And today, he had just broken through to a Dou Master, and the system had indeed punched in and delivered warmth on time.

"It seems my system follows a major-realm gift-pack mode, issuing a blind box every time I break through a major realm? This simple and crude style deeply wins my heart."

The White Tiger Bloodline gave him a physique like a Magical Beast, and the Heaven-Devouring Art gave him a bug-like devouring ability. Judging by the gold content of the first two gift packs, this "Tiger Soul Halberd" was definitely no ordinary item.

Thinking of this, An Yi stood up, and the majestic Dou Qi within his body surged into the halberd in his hands without reservation through his meridians.

Swish!

The surface of the originally pitch-black halberd shaft instantly lit up with streaks of complex and profound silvery-white array patterns.

Simultaneously, the Geng Metal Qi originating from the White Tiger Bloodline within his body seemed to receive some kind of summons, automatically overflowing and wrapping around the halberd body, transforming into a layer of indestructible dark-gold Geng Metal Qi!

"Let's test the feel!"

An Yi's gaze sharpened, his waist exerting force to drive his arms, and he slashed fiercely forward!

Boom—!

A half-moon-shaped white light blade instantly tore through the air, whistling out with a momentum that could destroy decayed weeds!

With only a loud crash of splash, the waterfall at the cave entrance, which resembled the Milky Way of the nine heavens, was actually cleaved cleanly into two halves right down the middle by this light blade!

Splashing water filled the sky, and the water flow took several seconds of separation before merging back together.

On both sides of the waterfall, the hard cliff faces were carved with two deep, mirror-flat blade marks!

"Damn, this power is not bad!"

An Yi's eyes lit up greatly.

What surprised him even more was that the moment he grasped the halberd, he felt the hidden attribute of this weapon.

This Tiger Soul Halberd could actually absorb the surrounding stray Dou Qi and vital blood during battle, continuously feeding it back to him!

It came with high-level blood-sucking and mana regeneration, growing stronger the more it fought; it was simply a divine artifact for protracted battles!

With just his current physique, the tyranny of the Heaven-Devouring Art, plus this natal divine weapon with its own blood-sucking...

"Not to mention the same rank, even if a Great Dou Master comes now, I can probably trade blows with them, right?"

Looking at the re-merged waterfall outside the cave, An Yi stretched happily.

"As long as I roll fast enough and beat everyone who can fight to the ground, the day I can completely retire in comfort is just around the corner!"

With a thought, the zhang-long Tiger Soul Halberd turned into a streak of dark-gold light, quietly blending into his body.

An Yi dusted off his hands, shifted his thoughts slightly, and a faint layer of dark-gold Geng Metal Qi instantly emerged on the surface of his body, wrapping him tightly from head to toe.

He walked to the cave entrance, bent his legs slightly, and leaped fiercely!

Like a cannonball fired from a barrel, An Yi pierced straight through the rushing water curtain.

The immense impact of the waterfall struck that layer of Geng Metal Qi without stirring up even a ripple, and he landed steadily on the gravel beach by the bank.

As his aura converged, the protective Geng Metal Qi gradually dissipated.

Concurrently, his pair of highly oppressive dark-gold slit pupils also gradually faded, melting into a clear and pure sky-blue.

That peerlessly sharp and ferocious aura vanished completely, paired with that head of soft white hair—at this moment, no matter how one looked at it, he was just a sunny, handsome, and harmless neighbor's boy.

"It's dawn."

An Yi raised his head to glance at the morning sun just rising in the east, casually patted the slight moisture off his black outer robe, and stepped out, walking familiarly toward the direction of Wutan City.

This was a remote wasteland outside Wutan City, where even mercenaries usually couldn't be bothered to come.

As for the secluded waterfall cave just now... it actually didn't exist at all in the beginning.

That was hammered out purely with An Yi's fists over the years as he tempered his White Tiger Bloodline!

When he first started body-tempering, he merely borrowed the impact of the waterfall's water flow to polish his skin and flesh.

After his body adapted, he began braving the immense water pressure while frantically pounding the cliff face behind him with his bare fists.

Day after day, year after year.

He had thus stubbornly hammered out a completely exclusive "artificial water-curtain cave" of his own on the rock face.

Calculating the time, he had stayed in Wutan City for over a dozen years.

An Yi's parents back then were solid Dou Spirit powerhouses in the military of the Gama Empire, having always followed Xiao Zhan's father, namely Xiao Lin, the previous head of the Xiao Household.

Pity that over a dozen years ago, Xiao Lin was heavily injured in a battle with enemies.

An Yi's parents died in battle together to cover Xiao Lin's retreat, perishing on the spot.

Later still, Xiao Lin died of his heavy injuries, and the main pillar of the Xiao Household collapsed with a crash.

The internal generations failed to connect, and they simply couldn't hold onto their massive industries in the Jia Ma Imperial Capital, forcing them to retreat in dejection to this corner of Wutan City.

As for An Yi, because of the origin of his parents dying in battle for the Xiao Household, he was raised by the Xiao Household as an orphan of a martyr.

To display the benevolence of the Xiao Household in not forgetting old kindness, he was even bestowed the surname Xiao and given the name "Xiao An Yi".

However, An Yi always let this name go in one ear and out the other; how others called him was out of his control, but in his heart, he had never carried the surname Xiao.

Xiao An Yi? Sorry, not close.

His name was An Yi, the An of An Yi, the Yi of An Yi.

In the eyes of the vast majority of the Xiao Household nowadays, this An Yi of theirs was a thorough piece of trash.

Without grand ambitions or drive, he didn't stay properly in the family to cultivate Dou Qi, and only knew to run off to the desolate mountains and ridges outside the city to "play in the mud."

Regarding this, An Yi not only didn't refute it, but was happy to see it happen, and even intentionally or unintentionally deepened this "persona".

After all, the internal situation within the Xiao Household was quite complicated. The three elders and Patriarch Xiao Zhan fought openly and covertly, and the younger generation of various branches below formed cliques, making it a foul mess.

He had no desire to meddle and become cannon fodder for family infighting.

He wasn't that "trash" Xiao Yan who had a patriarch father to protect him.

He was merely an orphan with no father or mother, dependent on others, sharing in the final analysis not even half a cent of blood relation with the Xiao Household.

If he truly acted blindly and displayed talent far surpassing ordinary people, the high probability was that not only would he fail to receive all-out cultivation, but he would also be regarded as a thorn in the side and a bone in the throat by those with ulterior motives.

After all, a tree standing out in the forest would be destroyed by the wind.

In this world where might makes right and there are no legal constraints, without absolute background and strength, the higher one jumped, the faster one died.

"Lay low, develop quietly, and then amaze everyone... Ah no, develop quietly, reduce everyone who can threaten me to ashes, and then retire in invincibility."

An Yi pillowing his hands behind his head, a blade of dogtail grass casually plucked from the roadside clenched in his mouth, walked with a swaggering and leisurely pace toward the city gates of Wutan City.