Chapter 4: Super Divine Bloodline

At this moment, Hun Xiu couldn't help but suspect that he was truly worthless, a piece of trash. He had thought that with Hun Tiandi as his father, he would definitely have a divine bloodline. However, the current situation suggested that he really was the son of a great father but a worthless son, without a trace of divine bloodline.

Within the Hun Clan, he was considered worse than worthless, worse than garbage. Without the support of a Dou God bloodline, no matter how talented or hardworking he was, his achievements in life would be limited.

Achieving greatness at a young age was impossible; perhaps he might break through to become a Dou Venerate expert when he was old and grey? After all, not everyone could be a freak like the protagonist Xiao Yan, right?

But what was a Dou Venerate expert worth in the Hun Clan? Just cannon fodder?

Honestly, a Dou Venerate expert might be respected outside, but within the Hun Clan, they were just slightly better than those who cleaned the floors or toilets. Just slightly better.

...

"Alas..."

Hun Xiu was utterly disappointed, letting out a long sigh. He had thought that crossing over would make him the protagonist, a genius, a hero within the Hun Clan. But unexpectedly, he was here to be a piece of trash.

After today, Hun Xiu estimated that he wouldn't be able to take a step forward within the Hun Clan and might even be kicked out. After all, competition within such an ancient clan was extremely fierce.

At this moment, Hun Xiu's heart was like dead ashes, feeling that the world was grey, completely devoid of light.

"Wait..."

Hun Xiu felt as if his eyes were really turning grey, unable to see anything. Just as he thought he was going blind, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind, exciting him greatly.

[Your system has arrived. Would you like to sign for it?]

...

Upon hearing this voice, Hun Xiu's body trembled. So he did have a system, an external aid. He had thought this was just an ordinary and uneventful transmigration. But now it seemed that wasn't the case; Hun Xiu was indeed a transmigrator with a system.

After waiting seven years for the system, he had thought he wouldn't get one, but now it had finally arrived. Truly, Heaven does not disappoint those who are persistent. One word – awesome.

"Hahaha..."

...

Hun Xiu burst into laughter under the confused gazes of those around him. Though his laughter was quite childish, it was evident he was genuinely happy.

Whispers immediately started around him.

"What's that trash laughing about? Has he gone mad?"

"I think so!"

"That trash, realizing he has no Dou God bloodline, probably couldn't accept it and went insane."

...

Hun Xiu ignored the surrounding discussions, continuing to laugh heartily, while silently chanting in his mind, "Accept!"

With the system in hand, who needed a Dou God bloodline? Hun Xiu could still achieve greatness and become a powerful figure.

[Ding.]

[Welcome to the Divine System.]

[Based on the host's current environment, there are three solutions for consideration.]

[Option 1: Acquire a Super Divine Bloodline, stunning everyone. Reward: Power increased to Dou Spirit.]

[Option 2: Acquire a Divine Bloodline, impressing everyone. Reward: Power increased to Dou Grandmaster.]

[Option 3: Leave quietly, accept that you have no Dou God bloodline. Reward: Title of Little Trash.]

...

"Uh..."

Hearing the system's voice, Hun Xiu's body trembled with excitement, especially with the first two options, making his laughter even more unrestrained.

But... the third option left him unable to laugh.

What kind of choice was this Little Trash title?

What kind of option was this?

Was there even a choice to be made?

Hun Xiu's laughter ceased, and he decisively chose the first option. Why choose the second or the third?

At this moment, Hun Xiu could feel his blood boiling, indicating that his choice had been successful.

He turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Elder, I feel my Dou God bloodline swelling and boiling. Can I touch the stone tablet again?"

Hun Xiu's bright eyes sparkled with determination.

"This..."

By rights, one only had two chances to activate their bloodline. If the first attempt failed, a second chance was given. But if the second attempt also failed, it meant there was no bloodline.

Hun Xiu had already tried twice, so by rights, a third attempt wasn't allowed since it didn't comply with the rules.

As the middle-aged man hesitated, Hun Feng couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Hahaha..."

"Bloodline swelling? Boiling? Hun Xiu, are you kidding? Clearly a piece of trash, still dreaming? You're just delusional."

Honestly, seeing Hun Xiu become trash made Hun Feng quite happy, as it meant one less competitor for the position of future clan leader. How could he not be happy?

Even Hun Yu and others laughed heartily, because a piece of trash without Dou God bloodline was nothing in the Hun Clan.

Why shouldn't they laugh?

To put it bluntly, if they beat Hun Xiu to death right now, probably no one would say anything.

Hun Xiu heard Hun Feng and the surrounding mockery, but inwardly he sneered, "Laugh? Laugh all you want! The more you look down on me now, the more shocked you'll be soon, getting a face full of embarrassment."

Seeing the middle-aged man's hesitation, Hun Xiu reminded him, "Elder, don't forget I am the clan leader's son."

"Hmm?"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled by Hun Xiu's reminder. He didn't expect Hun Xiu to bring up Hun Tiandi to pressure him.

Hearing such words from a seven-year-old child surprised him.

He thought to himself, "Didn't expect a seven-year-old to understand this is an era of relying on one's father. Scary!"

"Alright!"

"Try once more, but remember, this is the last time. There are many others waiting," the middle-aged man nodded and said slowly.

Hun Xiu had mentioned Hun Tiandi, the clan leader, so he couldn't refuse this request.

Rules were dead, but people were alive, right?

What if the stone tablet had a minor malfunction earlier, causing a genius to be obscured?

What then?

Hun Xiu eagerly placed his small hand on the stone tablet again. As soon as his hand touched the stone tablet, it shone brilliantly, the light shooting straight into the sky, shaking the entire Hun Clan.

"Hiss..."

The middle-aged man beside the stone tablet gasped, seeing the light piercing the sky and the large characters on the tablet.

"Eleventh-grade bloodline!"

"Super Divine Bloodline."