As the elder Tongxuan's words settled, the attention of the entire hall instantly converged upon that captivating figure—she was truly the gem of this ancient clan. "Brother Xiao Yan, are you all right?" Yet, despite the widespread gaze, Xun'er paid little heed, her beautiful eyes slightly concerned as she gazed at Xiao Yan, who had just settled back into his seat. "I'm fine—just exhausted. A little rest will do," Xiao Yan replied calmly. He could feel that the glances the ancient clan members now cast upon him were gradually shifting, clearly indicating that his recent victory over the ancient beast had left a profound impression on them. The jade hands gently wiped away a streak of blood from Xiao Yan's lip. Xun didn't speak, her beautiful eyes flickering with growing anger. Though Xiao Yan had won this time, it had been a close call—had it not been for his sudden, unnoticed reformation of the Devastating Fire Lotus at the very climax, he would have surely sustained serious injuries from the Ancient Beast's extinguishing finger. "Today's matter is far from over! Ancient Beast, next time you don't want to end up in my hands—then you'll have to experience just what it's like!" With a slight tightening of her grip, Xun nodded in response to Xiao Yan's warm gaze, her figure drifting gracefully through the air, like a butterfly in flight, and softly settling into the arena. On the plaza, Senior Long Quan gazed at Xun'er's slightly cold expression and couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Ah, you must know by now that, given your outstanding achievements and your esteemed status within the ancient clan, such an incident is far from unusual. Moreover, Xiao Yan himself needs this kind of challenge—without it, he would find it difficult to truly earn the recognition of the clan members." "I hope this is the last time!" Xun'er said, her voice cool and composed. "Rest assured," Long Quan replied, nodding. "He has proven himself through his strength. From now on, I believe no one will dare to challenge him again." With a gesture of his hand, a star chart measuring several zhang in size materialized before him. "Xun'er, come forward..." Xun'er stepped gently forward, her jade hands lightly touching the star chart, then closed her eyes. As her eyes closed, soft glimmers of light began to radiate from her hands. Under the illumination of these lights, one by one, stars gradually emerged on the surface of the chart. All eyes in the arena were now focused entirely on the star chart. With each star appearing, many hearts pounded fiercely. One… two… five… seven… eight… Gazing at the nine brilliant stars on the celestial chart, nearly every ancient clan member took a deep breath, and even the senior elders like Gu Shan and Gu Qian, whose strength was already formidable, subtly tightened their hands on the armrests of their seats, their eyes fixed intently on the chart, glowing with excitement and anticipation. Nine-tiered bloodline—this meant that the ancient clan would finally emerge with a member possessing the potential to ascend to the rank of Battle Saint! Though this was still only potential, with sufficient time and nurturing, that potential would inevitably blossom into a true new Battle Saint. A Battle Saint—this title, now symbolizing the pinnacle of existence in this realm—was highly valued even by the ancient clan, a superpower. For such clans, the real competition lay not merely in strength, but in the number of Battle Saints each clan possessed. The more Battle Saints a clan held, the more it stood as a true apex force. "Indeed, a ninth-rank bloodline—Xun'er's bloodline power is truly formidable..." From a towering tree in the distance, the man in silver robes watched the scene, his mouth agape in awe and admiration. "But it's not over yet... If it were only a ninth-rank bloodline, the elders wouldn't all have gathered here." The man in green robes spoke calmly. Upon hearing this, both the man in silver robes and the sturdy man were struck with sudden shock, exchanging glances that conveyed disbelief. As the man in green robes finished speaking, the light emitted by the ninth star on the celestial disk in the square grew increasingly brilliant, shining brightly under the delighted gaze of the Tongxuan elder. "Ninth-rank peak..." The Tongxuan elder stared intently at the star, so radiant it was almost blinding. Even with his usually composed demeanor, his heart was now pounding vigorously. Under the gathering gaze of countless eyes, Xu's jade hands suddenly trembled, and her jade arms seemed to grow translucent at that very moment. Within them, blood surged rapidly through her veins, golden light spots flowing swiftly along the vessels, converging steadily toward the hand that was touching the starplate. "Shh!" As the golden spots grew denser and more intense, Xu's entire arm gradually transformed into solid gold. Just as the brilliance of this luminous energy reached its peak, the starplate suddenly began to tremble violently—fine cracks appeared silently, then rapidly spread across its surface. "Remarkable bloodpower! It's even capable of shattering the starplate!" The sight left not only ordinary ancient clan members, but even the elders, stunned and awestruck. To witness bloodpower strong enough to rupture the starplate—something they had never heard of before! Hum... hum... As the crack spread, a golden glow suddenly emerged, faint and intermittent, in the dark expanse following the ninth star. With the appearance of this golden glow, all sounds throughout the realm instantly fell silent—even the subtle currents drifting across the sky paused, as if held in quiet wonder. The glow expanded swiftly, growing to the size of a thumb within mere eyeblinks. Then, it began to ripple and pulse. After a while, a star of pure golden hue, slightly dimmed, fully materialized before the countless eyes watching it. "Pop!" At the very moment the tenth golden star appeared, the star chart exploded with a loud 'pop.' A golden light beam surged skyward from Xun'er's hands, radiating an overwhelmingly powerful pressure. Under this pressure, most of the people present were stunned to find their internal qi completely halted—so intense was the pressure that even their very souls seemed to tremble with awe. This was the profound reverence of a lower-tier being toward a higher-tier one. "Ten stars... Divine lineage!" The ancient clan members stared in open amazement at the golden beam shooting straight into the heavens. Sharing the same lineage as Xun'er, they felt the pressure even more acutely. Many could no longer bear it, and fell to their knees with a soft 'thud,' their faces glowing with fervor and reverence. Xiao Yan and the others watched as nearly half of the ancient clan members, including Lin Xiu and the others, fell to their knees around them. While some elders and ancient beasts of greater strength remained standing, they nonetheless slightly bowed their heads, their eyes unable to meet the golden silhouette standing at the center of the scene. "Such a remarkable girl... a divine-grade lineage! The ancient clan truly has great fortune!" Meng Tianchi sighed softly, his voice filled with unmistakable admiration. As a member of the Thunder Clan, he was well aware of the immense significance of a divine-grade lineage for an ancient race. "Ah, now you should understand just how formidable Xun'er truly is, shouldn't you?" On the towering ancient tree, the man in the green robe narrowed his eyes toward the distant golden glow, smiling warmly at the two individuals behind him who had been utterly stunned. "Divine lineage..." The silver-robed man and the sturdy man exchanged glances, both feeling a deep bitterness in their mouths. Though they had harbored some suspicions earlier, it was only when those suspicions became reality that even they found it hard to believe—after all, the Divine lineage had not appeared among the ancient clans in over a thousand years. The golden light column shot straight toward the heavens and gradually faded after a while, finally dissolving into a slender streak of gold that reentered Xun'er's body. Only then did she slowly open her beautiful eyes. Yet, she showed no surprise at the stillness surrounding her, her gaze calmly fixed upon the enthusiastic expression of Tongxuan, the senior abbot before her. "Indeed a divine lineage..." Under Xun'er's gaze, the Tongxuan elder murmured excitedly at first, then gradually calmed down, offering a smile to the one before him. His expression then grew serious as he extended both hands with reverence, gently clasping them together in the air. As his palms closed, a dragon pen shimmering with seven hues materialized in his hands. The moment the seven-hued dragon pen appeared, all the ancient clan members' faces lit up with deep admiration. Gazing at the radiant dragon pen, Meng Tianchi exhaled softly and murmured.