"Alright, everyone be quiet. Let's begin the bloodline testing now," said an elderly man standing up on the viewing platform.
He had a withered and emaciated physique, a face covered in wrinkles, and eyes like a falcon's, making him look at first glance like anything but a good person. He spoke toward the disciples below.
Afterward, he glanced indifferently at Hun Changqing, though he didn't say much.
Young people possessed a fickle temperament and always held some special views regarding beautiful things.
However, once they matured and grew up, they wouldn't care too much about these matters either.
Weren't elders like them the same in the past, each and every one of them dashing, handsome, and strikingly graceful? Yet now they had turned into fierce and malevolent-looking figures.
Though it was said that those who reached their level of strength could maintain their facial appearance as it was in their youth.
Even so, most people didn't care about it too much.
For powerhouses who had reached their level, only taking a step further in strength or the grand schemes of the clan could stir their minds and hearts; anything else found it difficult to cause ripples in their hearts anymore.
It wasn't that those who reached their level stopped liking women or didn't care about their own appearances.
Rather, given their status, countless women would eagerly vie to offer themselves even if their faces were ferocious and horrifying. So did it matter whether their appearance was good-looking or not?
Before long, the numerous disciples began stepping forward one after another, walking up to a massive ink-black boulder at the front of the platform to begin testing their bloodlines.
Bloodline testing was conducted at regular intervals to be recorded anew. Generally speaking, once a person was born, their bloodline would no longer undergo any changes.
Yet this bizarre and wondrous world was filled with the possibility of anything happening.
It was possible that some disciple went out to execute a mission, encountered an enemy, and was heavily battered, leading to an unstable foundation and a degraded bloodline.
It was also possible that they encountered some fortuitous encounter, leading to an elevation of their bloodline. All of these were possibilities.
The simplest example was going out and performing a great service, upon which the Nihility Devouring Flame of the Tunling Clan within the clan would help the disciple elevate their bloodline quality.
After all, bloodlines were the most important asset of a Dou God Clan, so they had to be re-recorded at regular intervals to identify suitable individuals toward whom resources could be skewed.
"Hun Bing-Third Grade Bloodline, Eight-Star Dou Ling"
"Hun Huo-Unranked, Two-Star Dou Ling"
"Hun Xiaoyuan-Sixth Grade Bloodline, Seven-Star Dou Wang"
"Hun Bai-Eighth-Tier Bloodline, Seven-Star Dou Huang"
"Hun Feng-God-Grade Bloodline, Two-Star Dou Zong"
"Hun Yu-Ninth-Grade Bloodline, One-Star Dou Zong"
Soul Clan disciples stepped forward to test one after another. Since they had long known their bloodline grades, no one displayed any overly agitated emotions.
The elderly man on the platform stood there expressionlessly, recording while calling out the names of the personnel stepping forward to test.
"Hun Changqing, step forward to test."
A cold voice devoid of the slightest emotion issued from the elderly man's mouth.
Hun Changqing slowly stepped forward, walking up to the ink-black boulder. He slashed his left-hand fingers across the palm of his right hand, and a bloody scratch appeared on his palm.
He dripped the fresh blood from his palm into the groove in the middle of the boulder. Instantly, the boulder emitted a faint dark glow. The elderly man cast a casual glance at it and recited:
"Hun Changqing-Unranked, Eight-Star Dou Huang"
Then he recorded it without uttering another word.
Hun Changqing shrugged his shoulders. He had known this all along; if he had a ranked bloodline, that would truly have been a major event. He then turned around and stepped down from the platform.
As for the crowd below, owing to Hun Changqing's striking appearance, they had long since taken note of him and possessed some intelligence regarding him. Consequently, none of those cliché, sneering, and ridiculing scenarios occurred.
One had to know that although Hun Changqing possessed no bloodline power, that water-attribute Dou Technique of his was quite extraordinary.
Among the younger generation within the clan, his combat prowess was also among the best, and his cultivation realm was a standout leader of the younger generation as well.
Quite a few disciples lacking bloodline power also regarded Hun Changqing as an idol, learning from him, and a number of elders were quite happy to see this.