When Yan Tianyang saw the word "Weak," a faint mocking smile appeared on his face. Trash attribute… At best, Seventh Star Dou Zhi Qi… This was a fate that could not even be considered ordinary. He paused briefly and thought coldly, "I might as well not have these at all."
How much worse could the outcome possibly be?
With his current talent, even reaching Dou Zhe was unlikely. He had no access to resources. Cultivation techniques were forbidden to servants. If he tried to obtain one, suspicion would fall upon him. If he acquired medicinal pills, he would be questioned. For a servant like him, reaching higher realms was nearly impossible.
This panel had revealed one simple truth
He already had nothing to lose.
Yan Tianyang's eyes hardened slightly. If fate had given him trash as a starting point, then he would gamble against fate itself.
However… he could not act rashly.
He was standing at the edge of the training yard. Dozens of eyes were present in the courtyard. The slightest distraction, an abnormal movement, or even staring blankly into space could attract unwanted attention. If someone noticed something strange about him, it would only bring unnecessary trouble.
He took a slow breath.
"I'll finish my work first," he decided.
He began sweeping faster and more steadily. The stone floor was cleaned in no time. To anyone watching, he was nothing more than an ordinary servant child.
Two hours later…
Yan Tianyang quietly left from the back slope of the Xiao Manor and walked toward the outermost region of the Magical Beast Mountain Range. Compared to the deeper areas of the mountains, this place was considered relatively safe, where only low level magical beasts occasionally appeared. Even so, it was still an intimidating environment for ordinary people. The wind howled softly through the trees, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting golden streaks upon the ground.
This was the secluded spot Yan Tianyang often came to every noon after finishing his chores. As a servant child within the Xiao Manor, no one truly paid attention to him. His existence was often unnoticed. Because of that, a five year old wandering toward the back slopes of the estate raised no suspicion. If he disappeared for a while, no one would consider it a loss.
Tianyang sat on a flat rock and took a deep breath. The air was cleaner here. There were no oppressive gazes, no humiliating whispers only the sound of the wind and the quiet presence of nature.
Yan Tianyang closed his eyes and issued a clear command within his mind:
"System, activate the one-time gamble."
Beep.
[One Time Gamble Feature Activating…]
In the next moment, an ordinary-looking dice surrounded by faint golden light appeared before his consciousness. It emitted neither a divine aura nor an overwhelming sense of power. It looked like nothing more than a simple gaming tool.
But this dice… would determine his fate.
Beep.
[Host has five chances to roll.]
[After the fifth roll, this feature will permanently close.]
Yan Tianyang's heartbeat quickened slightly. Five times…?
At first, he thought he only had a single chance. But now he had five attempts. That meant hope was not entirely extinguished.
He had nothing to lose anyway.
He mentally pushed the dice.
It began spinning rapidly within the golden void, its numbers blurring as it rolled.
Finally, it stopped.
Beep.
[Result:]
[Cultivation Talent: Mediocre]
[Attribute: None]
[Evaluation: Cultivation impossible. No special blessing detected.]
Yan Tianyang's gaze turned cold.
Cultivation impossible…?
This was even worse than before. At least earlier he had the potential to reach Seventh Star Dou Zhi Qi. Now he had fallen to the level of a completely ordinary mortal.
The system spoke again.
[Does the host wish to accept the result?]
[Or use the remaining four chances?]
the disastrous first result. Only one command echoed in his mind:
"Use the second chance. Roll."
Beep.
[Second Gamble Attempt Initiated…]
The dice began spinning once again within the golden void. This time, Tianyang's heart was calmer. He had already seen the worst possible outcome. There was nothing left to fear.
The dice slowed… and stopped.
Beep.
[Result:]
[Cultivation Talent: Average]
[Attribute: Ordinary Darkness]
[Special Blessing Detected: High-Level Dagger Mastery]
[Evaluation: With sufficient resources, effort, and luck, the host has the potential to reach Dou Ling – 9 Star.]
Yan Tianyang's eyes widened slightly.
This… was truly good.
Average cultivation talent, an ordinary dark attribute, and advanced dagger mastery… Under the right circumstances, reaching Dou Ling 9 Star was a height most ordinary people could never dream of achieving. Even within the Xiao Clan, only a handful possessed such potential.
If he accepted this result, his future would be secure.
But…
Yan Tianyang's gaze hardened.
He still had three chances left.
His heart hesitated. What if the next result was worse? What if he never received an opportunity like this again?
The wind brushed against his face.
Tianyang closed his eyes and listened to the voice within.
"I did not come to this world to be ordinary."
He slowly opened his eyes, his determination now unshakable.
"Either I will become an Emperor…"
His gaze locked onto the system panel.
"…or I will become nothing."
"There is no middle ground."
Yan Tianyang took a deep breath.
"Play the third gamble."
As the words echoed within his mind, his heart pounded heavily. Silently, he prayed to himself:
"I hope I'm not being consumed by greed…"
The wind rustled through the trees. His small body sat upright on the rock, but the storm within him could not be hidden. Nervousness forced him to shut his eyes tightly.
Beep.
[Third Gamble Attempt Used…]
The dice spun once more within the golden void. This time, its rotation was slower. Heavier. As if even the heavens were waiting for the result.
It stopped.
A few seconds of silence passed.
Yan Tianyang slowly opened his eyes. His breath caught in his throat.
The moment he saw the words on the panel… he froze.
Beep.
[Result:]
[Cultivation Talent: Heaven-Defying]
[Attribute: Yang (Sun) + Trace of Wood]
[Special Blessings Detected: 5]
1) [1st-Class Comprehension Talent]
2) [Supreme Sword Aptitude]
3) [Supernatural Charisma]
4)[Chaotic Sun Physique]
5) [Yang Cultivation Technique – Part 1 (Xuan MidLevel)]
[Overall Evaluation: As long as the host does not die, the minimum achievable realm is Dou Sheng Peak 9 Star.]
Yan Tianyang's mind went blank.
Heaven Defying…?
This was not an ordinary talent.
This was a potential that challenged the very order of the heavens.
Yang attribute… solar essence…
And the Chaotic Sun Physique.
This was no common body type. This was a divine foundation.
At worst, Dou Sheng Peak 9-Star…
That was one of the absolute pinnacles of the continent.
A five year old servant child… had just obtained the potential to burn the heavens.