The bloodline awakening ceremony came to an end.
Some rejoiced, while others were left disheartened.
Within the Hun Clan, Seventh- or Eighth-Grade bloodlines were rare. Most possessed Fifth- or Sixth-Grade bloodlines. There were only two individuals with Tenth-Grade, known as Divine-Grade bloodlines—Hun Feng and Hun Yu.
These two had long been considered top contenders for the title of Young Master.
After all, to become the Hun Clan's Young Master, one had to be among the strongest of the younger generation. Those with Divine-Grade bloodlines were naturally the most likely candidates.
However, an extraordinary person had now emerged among the youth—a dark horse.
He was the other son of the clan leader Hun Tiandi, a quiet, withdrawn youth known for his low-key cultivation:
Hun Xiu.
He had always been the type who focused on training hard without saying a single unnecessary word. A solitary soul.
Many used to believe this loner was just a talentless waste.
After all, the younger generation of the Hun Clan was full of prodigies. Like attracts like—only a weakling would be left out.
Because of this, Hun Xiu's solitary nature had led others to label him a "failure" early on.
But today, during the vital ceremony of bloodline awakening, those so-called "geniuses" were utterly slapped in the face.
Hun Xiu—the one they mocked as useless—had actually awakened his bloodline.
Of course, this wasn't completely unexpected.
How could a member of the Hun Clan not have a Dou Di bloodline? It was unthinkable.
But Hun Xiu didn't just awaken a bloodline—he made a thunderous debut that left all those arrogant geniuses humiliated.
They had laughed at him for years.
But today, they finally saw who the real waste was.
Hun Xiu was not only not a failure—he was a genius. A terrifying genius. A genius so brilliant that the rest of the younger generation of the Hun Clan felt ashamed in comparison.
Why?
Because Hun Xiu awakened a Super Divine-Grade bloodline—an Eleventh-Grade bloodline.
Everyone knew that a Divine-Grade bloodline meant potential to become a Dou Di.
Then what did a Super Divine-Grade bloodline mean?
Was it not a guaranteed path to Dou Di?
Watching this so-called "waste" Hun Xiu now stand as someone with the qualifications to become a Dou Di made those who had mocked him earlier want to dig a hole and hide in it.
Fortunately, the awkwardness didn't last too long.
After awakening his bloodline, Hun Xiu quietly left the plaza.
Alone.
Even after he left, the ceremony continued. But no other monstrous prodigies like Hun Xiu appeared again.
Awakening a Super Divine-Grade bloodline was simply too rare.
Most awakened bloodlines were of the Fifth- or Sixth-Grade.
In other clans, such levels would already be considered heaven-defying talents.
Especially in ancient clans like the Shi or Ling Clans, where Dou Di bloodlines were nearly extinct—they would devote their entire clan's resources to nurturing such a genius.
But in the Hun Clan?
Fifth- or Sixth-Grade bloodlines weren't even worth mentioning.
…
Hun Xiu arrived at the rear mountains.
"Huu…"
He took a deep breath and then exhaled.
Seven years.
It had been seven years since he arrived in the Dou Qi Continent.
And in those seven years, he had lived cautiously, fearing even the slightest misstep might end his life prematurely.
But today—he had the strength to stand among the powerful.
Dou Ling.As he thought about his current strength, Hun Xiu clenched his fists, excitement surging through him.
Today wasn't just about awakening a bloodline or gaining the qualifications to become a strong cultivator—he had also activated his system.
With a system in hand, the world was his.
Hun Xiu tightened his grip and approached a massive tree nearby. The tree was as thick as a grown man's waist, lush and towering.
Trees like this were common in the rear mountains of the Hun Realm, where the density of Dou Qi was several times that of the outside world.
Here, even ordinary saplings would grow into towering trees in just a few years.
This was the advantage of their exceptional environment.
Bang!
Without hesitation, Hun Xiu threw a punch at the giant tree.
In an instant, the tree collapsed with a deafening crash, kicking up a thick cloud of dust.
Hun Xiu looked at the fallen tree, then at his unscathed fist, and exclaimed in awe, "So this is the power of a Dou Ling? Truly terrifying!"
Just then, a cold voice rang out behind him:
"As my son, are you really proud of knocking down a tree with Dou Ling strength?"
Hun Xiu froze mid-thought.
Hun Tiandi had arrived.
"Father."
Hun Xiu immediately knelt upon seeing him, showing deep respect.
"Mm."
Hun Tiandi nodded slightly, looking at Hun Xiu with satisfaction. "Xiu'er, rise."
"Thank you, Father."
Hun Xiu stood up, keeping his head lowered—he dared not meet his father's gaze.
After all, he had only seen his father once at birth, and only glimpsed him from afar a few times since then.
Hun Tiandi was one of the strongest beings on the continent.
With no Dou Di currently alive, even Nine-Star Dou Saints were few and far between.
Among them, only one man could rival Hun Tiandi—Gu Yuan, the head of the Gu Clan.
Another giant standing at the peak of the Dou Qi world.
Hun Tiandi frowned as he looked at Hun Xiu lowering his head.
"Xiu'er, raise your head. Look at me."
How could the son of Hun Tiandi lower his head?
"I… I dare not."
Hun Xiu's heart skipped. He could hear the displeasure in Hun Tiandi's tone.
"You dare not?"
Hun Tiandi's voice deepened. "I am your father. As my son, how can you lower your head to anyone?"
His son should be a dragon among men.
To lower his head?
Unacceptable.
"Yes."
Hun Xiu, hearing this, raised his head and met his father's gaze.
On his young, tender face was a trace of unshakable resolve.
"Good! That's more like the son of Hun Tiandi."
Hun Tiandi laughed heartily at Hun Xiu's bold gaze.
Even his other son, Hun Feng, didn't dare meet his eyes like this.
Hun Xiu.
This son—he was satisfied. In so many ways, he resembled himself.
With such a son, the Hun Clan would surely flourish.
Hun Tiandi said solemnly, "Xiu'er, you are the son of this Emperor. No matter what, you must never lower your head to anyone. Your identity does not allow it. Understand?"
Hun Xiu nodded firmly. "Xiu'er understands."
"Good."
Looking at his son, Hun Tiandi nodded approvingly. "Xiu'er, you've awakened a Super Divine-Grade bloodline. Do you know what that means?"
Hun Xiu answered respectfully, "I do not."
Hun Tiandi said, "Then I shall tell you. Awakening a Super Divine-Grade bloodline means—"
If you do not die, you will inevitably become a Dou Di.