People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

"Tsk tsk, even the 'Great Annihilation Finger' was unleashed, yet it still ended up like this. He was completely suppressed in front of everyone, without even the slightest power to fight back. This time, the frustration in Gu Yao's heart must be etched into his bones. It seems we underestimated Xiao Ling before."

Thousands of feet away from the square, atop a mountain, a towering ancient tree, requiring several people to encircle its trunk, stands lush and verdant. Three figures stand quietly on its branches, their clothes fluttering gently in the mountain breeze.

One of the men, dressed in a silver robe, looked up at the sky in the direction of the square, his eyes filled with a hint of amusement, but his tone was filled with emotion.

Upon hearing this, a burly man beside him spoke in a deep voice that rolled through the woods like muffled thunder, causing several leaves to flutter down.

"Xiao Ling is indeed formidable. The ancient demon clearly pushed himself to the limit, but I always felt that he hadn't even forced Xiao Ling to reveal his true strength. That Heaven-rank battle technique that could devour the power of annihilation just now probably wasn't Xiao Ling's trump card."

Although this person had an honest face and seemed somewhat simple-minded, the aura surrounding him was as powerful and majestic as the earth. Every breath he took seemed to cause the surrounding airflow to tremble slightly, clearly indicating that his strength was extraordinary.

“If you were to fight Xiao Ling now, even if the two of you joined forces, along with the ancient demon at his peak, the three of you might not be his match.”

A soft voice came from the figure at the forefront. This person wore a thin blue robe, with a handsome and refined face, and an air of scholarly refinement between his brows. Although his aura seemed less powerful than the two beside him, his natural posture at the head of the table subtly revealed the composure of a leader. His identity was self-evident; he was none other than Gu Qingyang, who had previously crossed paths with Xiao Ling in Zhongzhou.

"And what about you, brother?" The silver-robed man's eyes darted around as he asked with a smile, his tone revealing a hint of curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingyang smiled faintly, but his answer shocked the two of them: "Even now, if I were to face Xiao Ling, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the slightest chance of winning. Among the younger generation of the Gu Clan, perhaps only Xun'er has a chance to defeat him."

He paused, his gaze turning towards the square, his tone becoming more sincere: "I must say, Xun'er has excellent taste. This Xiao Ling is no ordinary person; the two of them are indeed a good match."

Upon hearing these words, both the man in the silver robe and the burly man with broad shoulders were slightly moved.

To their surprise, Gu Qingyang not only gave Xiao Ling a very high evaluation of his strength, but also took the initiative to praise Xiao Ling and even said that he was optimistic about the relationship between Xun'er and Xiao Ling.

They knew perfectly well that although their elder brother usually kept his thoughts very hidden, he had never concealed his affection for Xun'er.

Many elders in the clan had been trying to bring the two together, so it was truly rare for Gu Qingyang to say such words of blessing.

"Uh... Luckily, I listened to my elder brother and didn't follow Gu Yao to be the first to stick his neck out. Otherwise, not only would I have offended Miss Xun'er, but I'm afraid I would have been severely punished by Xiao Ling as well." The silver-robed man and the burly man exchanged a glance, both chuckled dryly, their tone full of relief.

"By the way, brother, aren't you going to participate in the bloodline test?" The silver-robed man suddenly remembered this and asked.

Gu Qingyang shook his head gently, his voice calm: "No need to bother anymore, I've already tested it."

"Oh? So what was the result?" Upon hearing this, curiosity instantly filled the faces of the silver-robed man and the burly man, their eyes fixed on him.

"I'd say it's barely a ninth-grade bloodline." Gu Qingyang smiled faintly, and as he turned his head, a clan mark slowly appeared on his forehead—the mark was dazzlingly brilliant, with faint iridescent light flowing around its edges, as if the Milky Way had been crushed into the pattern, so dazzling that it was impossible to look away.

"Hiss... Ninth Rank!" The moment they saw the clan mark, the two men in silver robes couldn't help but gasp. Their eyes were filled with undisguised envy and admiration, and their voices trembled slightly.

"It seems that Big Brother's bloodline level will soon catch up with Xun'er's!" the burly man couldn't help but exclaim.

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingyang slowly shook his head, his gaze passing over the layers of people, looking towards the captivating figure in the corner of the stands. His voice was as soft as if carried away by the wind: "It's not that easy. Xun'er's bloodline is the most perfect existence in the history of the ancient clan..."

Upon hearing this, both the silver-robed man and the burly man were taken aback. Then, as if they had realized something, their pupils contracted slightly, and an expression of disbelief quickly appeared in their eyes.

"Could it be like what happened to the clan chief back then? This... no way?" The two asked subconsciously, their voices full of surprise and doubt. They swallowed their words back, clearly unsure of their guess.

However, the thought in my heart gradually became more and more certain...

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"Alright, the competition is over. Xiao Ling, Gu Yao, you may leave now."

In the sky, Elder Tongxuan first nodded slightly to Xun'er in the direction of the stands, then turned to the two in the arena, his tone calm but with an unquestionable authority, and waved his hand.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling nodded slightly, bowed to Elder Tongxuan, and then, without even glancing at the ancient demon beside him, turned around and calmly returned to his seat under the watchful eyes of thousands of people.

Gu Yao's face remained pale as he silently followed, clenching his fists, his back view filled with resentment.

After the two returned to their positions, Elder Tongxuan raised his palm and made a grasping motion towards the ground. In an instant, the plaza, which had been riddled with holes and littered with broken stones by the energy impact, suddenly trembled, and countless broken boulders rose up and gathered from all directions as if returning to their nest.

Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the broken stones vanished into thin air. In an instant, a clean, smooth, and crack-free bluestone plaza reappeared before everyone's eyes, as if the fierce battle had never left a trace.

"I will now preside over the next ceremony." After finishing this, Elder Tongxuan's gaze swept across the entire area, and his voice resounded clearly throughout the square, drawing everyone's attention back to the ceremony.

Upon hearing this, Gu Qian and the other elders were taken aback at first, but then seemed to have figured out the key point. A look of surprise flashed in their eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, they quickly bowed and stepped back, completely giving up the central position in the arena.

After all the elders had retreated to the edge, Elder Tongxuan slowly descended from mid-air, his toes lightly touching the smooth bluestone square without stirring up a speck of dust.

He turned around, his gaze gently falling on the beautiful figure in that special area. His voice was also softer than before as he softly called out, "Xun'er, it's your turn next."

As soon as Elder Tongxuan finished speaking, thousands of eyes in the audience were drawn to her like a magnet, instantly focusing on her beautiful figure. In this ancient clan, Xun'er was undoubtedly the jewel in everyone's eyes, and now she had captured all the attention.

Despite the attention from everyone present, Xun'er seemed oblivious. Her clear, beautiful eyes were fixed on Xiao Ling, who had returned to his seat. Her cherry lips parted slightly, her voice soft yet full of concern: "Brother Xiao Ling, are you alright?" Seeing this, Xiao Ling casually waved his hand, then smiled calmly towards Xun'er. His voice was clear yet unassuming, steadily reaching her ears:

"Look at me, there's not a trace of injury on me. Don't you trust my strength? Dealing with ancient demons is just a piece of cake for me."

Although Xun'er knew that Xiao Ling's strength was unfathomable, hearing his confident words in person still made the worry in her heart quietly dissipate, and a soft light appeared in her clear eyes.

She nodded slightly, then withdrew her gaze from Xiao Ling and turned to the center of the square.

At this moment, Elder Tongxuan was watching her with a somewhat helpless yet gentle smile, as if waiting for her to be ready.

Xun'er immediately composed herself and replied softly, "Elder Tongxuan, Xun'er understands."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xun'er moved slightly, and the hem of her green dress rippled with the airflow, as light and ethereal as a butterfly's wings. Without stirring up any strong wind, she landed steadily in the center of the square, her graceful figure like a fairy coming on the wind.

"Your little boyfriend has certainly caused quite a stir. Once word gets out, the dissenting voices in the clan should quiet down a bit." Elder Tongxuan looked at Xun'er as she walked up to him, a gentle smile spreading across his eyes, and nodded slowly as he spoke.

Upon hearing this, Xun'er returned a gentle smile. She knew in her heart that this Elder Tongxuan had always been a supportive elder in the clan, and his words were both a joke and a subtle form of comfort.

Elder Tongxuan did not dwell on the topic, knowing that the ceremony was the most important thing at the moment.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a celestial compass about ten feet in size appeared in mid-air, its surface covered with ancient patterns, exuding a profound sense of age. "Xun'er, it's your turn."

Xun'er nodded slightly, stepped forward slowly, and gently placed her fair, jade-like hand on the surface of the star chart.

The moment her fingertips touched her, she slowly closed her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow beneath them, and her aura calmed down.

As her eyes closed, a soft halo slowly emanated from her palm, the light as pure as moonlight, spreading gently along the patterns of the star chart.

Nourished by this light, the dim stars on the astrolabe quietly lit up, like stars lit up in the night sky, becoming even more dazzling.

All eyes were now fixed on the star chart, and no one dared to breathe. With each star that lit up, many people's hearts clenched, and the breathing in the square gradually became heavy.

Those with keener senses noticed subtle fluctuations in the sky, with faint yet powerful auras emanating from the shadows.

Clearly, even the powerful members of the ancient clans who usually remained hidden deep within their tribes could not hold back and quietly turned their attention to the plaza.

One star after another lit up, from one, two, to five, seven, eight... When the eighth star lit up steadily, the silence in the square was almost frozen.

Just when everyone thought this was the ultimate moment, a dazzling burst of light suddenly erupted from the center of the star chart. Then, amidst countless gasps of astonishment, the ninth star slowly condensed and took shape, its light even surpassing that of the first eight stars, illuminating the entire plaza.

"Nine stars! It's a ninth-grade bloodline!" Someone broke the silence first, their voice filled with shock, instantly igniting a commotion throughout the arena.

Gazing at the nine dazzling stars on the star chart, almost all the members of the ancient clan gasped sharply, their breaths becoming heavy.

Even elders like Gu Shan and Gu Qian, who had seen it all before, clenched their fists tightly on the armrests of their chairs, their knuckles turning white. Their eyes were fixed on the star chart, their eyes brimming with barely concealed excitement and ecstasy. They didn't even want to blink.

A ninth-grade bloodline! This means that the ancient clan is about to welcome a member with the potential to advance to the Dou Sheng realm!

Although this is only potential, once someone possesses such talent, coupled with the ancient clan's endless resources and enough time, this potential will eventually transform into real power, truly creating a new Battle Saint!
A Dou Sheng is a pinnacle existence in this world. Even ancient clans, super powers with millennia of history, hold Dou Sheng in high regard.

At their level, the core competition between the strongest and weakest forces is essentially about the number of Dou Sheng (Battle Saints) each race possesses! Whoever has more Dou Sheng is the true overlord standing at the pinnacle of the continent!

"As expected, it's a ninth-grade bloodline... Xun'er's bloodline power is truly formidable to the extreme." On a towering tree in the distance, the silver-robed man looked at the dazzling light in the square and couldn't help but click his tongue, his tone full of amazement and his eyes almost overflowing with envy.

“But this isn’t over yet.” Gu Qingyang spoke calmly from the side, his voice steady yet carrying an undeniable certainty. “If it were merely a ninth-grade bloodline, not all of the reclusive old fellows in the clan would have gathered here.”

Upon hearing this, both the silver-robed man and the burly man were startled. They exchanged a glance and saw deep disbelief in each other's eyes. Could it be that Xun'er's bloodline could surpass the ninth rank?

As soon as Gu Qingyang finished speaking, the star chart in the center of the square underwent another change. The light of the ninth star became even more dazzling. In the ecstatic gaze of Elder Tongxuan, it was as bright as the sun, almost swallowing up all the surrounding light.

“It’s the peak of the ninth rank…” Elder Tongxuan stared intently at the dazzling star. Even though he had cultivated a half-saint mind, his heart was pounding violently, and his voice trembled slightly.

Under the intense gaze of everyone present, Xun'er's jade hand, which was resting on the star chart, suddenly trembled slightly.

In the next instant, her entire jade-like arm seemed to become translucent, with the blood vessels under her skin clearly visible. The blood flowing within them surged rapidly, and specks of golden light followed the veins, rushing towards her palm like streams converging into a vast ocean.

The golden light spots gathered and intensified until, in the end, Xun'er's entire arm seemed to be cast from gold, shimmering and radiant, even the surrounding air was tinged with a layer of luxurious golden light.

Just as the brightness of the light reached its peak, the star disk, which was about ten feet in size, suddenly trembled violently. Fine cracks appeared quietly like a spider web and spread wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it would collapse in the next second!
"What terrifying bloodline power! Even the testing star chart couldn't withstand it!"

Upon witnessing this astonishing scene, not only the ordinary members of the ancient tribe in the square, but also the elderly elders on the stands, all showed shock and gasped in disbelief.

To shatter the clan's inherited test star chart with mere bloodline power—such a thing is unprecedented, not only in person but also in the ancient records of the ancient clans! (End of Chapter)