At this moment, Hun Xiu couldn't help but doubt that he really was a useless waste. He had always thought that being the son of Hun Tian Di—the Soul Heavenly Emperor—with a divine-grade bloodline was guaranteed. Yet, the current situation made him feel like a tiger father with a dog son, completely lacking even a trace of the divine-grade bloodline.
Within the entire Soul Clan, he was worse than a waste, worse than trash.
Without the aid of a Dou Di (斗帝) bloodline, no matter how high his talent or how hard he worked, his lifetime achievements would be limited.
To become a prodigy or a young genius was impossible. Maybe only when old and frail would he manage to break through to Dou Zun (斗尊) level?
After all, not everyone was like the protagonist Xiao Yan—a freak of nature, right?
But what was a Dou Zun in the Soul Clan? Just cannon fodder?
Honestly, a Dou Zun might be a respected strongman outside, but inside the Soul Clan, he was barely stronger than someone sweeping floors or cleaning toilets.
Just slightly stronger, that's all.
…
"Sigh…"
Hun Xiu was utterly disappointed, unable to stop himself from sighing deeply. He had once thought that his transmigration would make him the main character, the genius, the hero of the Soul Clan. But now it seemed he was just meant to be the clan's waste.
From today onward, Hun Xiu guessed he would be completely unable to get by in the Soul Clan, maybe even be driven out.
The competition in ancient clans like the Soul Clan was fiercely intense.
At this moment, Hun Xiu's heart was as dead as ashes, feeling everything around him dim, dull, and gray—no light at all.
"Wait…"
Hun Xiu felt his vision start to blur and turn gray, as if he were going blind.
Just when he thought he was about to lose his sight, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind that made him quite excited.
"Your system has arrived. Do you accept?"
…
Hearing this voice, Hun Xiu trembled all over. So he did have a system—an external cheat!
He had thought this was just an ordinary and uneventful transmigration.
But now it seemed that wasn't the case; he was also a system user.
He had waited seven years for this system, believing he had none, and now it had finally arrived.
Truly, heaven rewards those who persist—one word: awesome.
"Ha ha ha…"
…
Under the puzzled eyes of everyone around, Hun Xiu threw back his head and laughed heartily. His laughter was childish but genuine happiness could be heard in it.
Whispers started among the crowd immediately.
"What's that waste laughing about? Has he gone crazy?"
"Looks like it!"
"That loser can't accept the fact he has no Dou Di bloodline and has lost his mind."
…
Hun Xiu ignored the gossip and kept laughing uncontrollably, but inside he silently chanted: "Accept it!"
As long as he had the system, who cared about not having a Dou Di bloodline? Hun Xiu could still become a young prodigy and a strong figure in his own right.
"Ding."
"Welcome to the binding of the God-level system."
"Based on the host's current environment analysis, there are three solution options, for your reference."
"Option One: Obtain a super divine bloodline to shock everyone, with the reward of a power boost to Dou Ling (斗灵) level."
"Option Two: Obtain a divine bloodline to amaze everyone, with the reward of a power boost to Great Dou Shi (大斗师)."
"Option Three: Quietly give up and accept your lack of Dou Di bloodline, with the reward of the 'Little Waste' title."
…
"Uh…"
Hun Xiu was stirred by the system's voice, especially the first two options, which made his laughter even more unrestrained.
But… the last option made him unable to laugh at all.
What the hell was this 'Little Waste' title?
What kind of option was that?
Was this even a choice?
Hun Xiu stopped laughing and decisively picked the first option. If not the first, then the second? Or the third?
At this moment, Hun Xiu felt his blood boiling; surely his choice had been accepted.
He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Elder, I feel my Dou Di bloodline swelling and boiling. May I touch the stone tablet again?"
Hun Xiu's bright eyes sparkled with determination.
…
"This…"
Normally, there were only two chances to activate a bloodline. If it failed the first time, a second chance was given.
But if the second time failed, then it meant no bloodline at all.
Hun Xiu had already tried twice, so logically, there should be no third chance—it simply didn't follow the rules.
As the middle-aged man hesitated, Hun Feng couldn't help but laugh loudly.
"Ha ha ha…"
"Swelling bloodline? Boiling? Hun Xiu, you must be joking! You're a waste, dreaming again? You're just delusional."
Honestly, seeing Hun Xiu become a waste gave Hun Feng satisfaction—one less person competing for the future heir position.
How could he not be happy?
Even Hun Yu and others laughed loudly—after all, a person without a Dou Di bloodline was nothing in the Soul Clan.
Why shouldn't they laugh?
To be honest, if they went up and killed Hun Xiu now, no one would dare say anything.
Hun Xiu heard their mocking and sneered inside:
"Laugh? Laugh all you want! The more you look down on me now, the more shocked you'll be later when you get slapped hard in the face."
Seeing the elder hesitate, Hun Xiu reminded him:
"Elder, don't forget I'm the clan leader's son."
"Hm?"
The middle-aged man was slightly surprised to hear Hun Xiu use Hun Tian Di's name to pressure him—such a thing coming from a seven-year-old was unexpected.
He thought to himself, "Even a seven-year-old knows this is a time when 'daddy' matters—scary!"
"Alright then."
"Try one more time, but remember this is the last chance. There are many others waiting," the elder said with a nod.
Hun Xiu had already invoked Hun Tian Di's name, so he couldn't refuse him face.
Rules are rigid, but people aren't, right?
What if the stone tablet was just a little faulty earlier, causing a genius to be unfairly ignored?
What would they do then?
Hun Xiu excitedly placed his small hand on the stone tablet again.
The moment his hand touched it, the tablet suddenly shone brightly.
The brilliant light shot straight up into the sky, shaking the entire Soul Clan.
"Shh…"
The middle-aged man beside the tablet gasped at the soaring light and the huge characters appearing on the tablet.
"Eleventh-grade bloodline!"
"Super divine bloodline."