This woman was Angela Long, and the person she mentioned, Ethan, was her husband Ethan York, who was also frowning at this moment.

Why were they frowning? Was it because the so-called divine child, Little Jason, was so outstanding that they couldn’t handle it?

Wrong. It wasn’t that he was too outstanding—on the contrary, he seemed to be even less capable than an average child.

Normally, by the age of one, most children can walk and say a few simple words. But this Little Jason not only couldn’t walk, he couldn’t even speak.

“It’s alright. Some children start walking and talking later than others. They can still turn out to be exceptional when they grow up. This doesn’t mean anything.” Ethan York frowned as he comforted his wife, and perhaps himself as well.

“Mmm…” Angela Long held Little Jason and smiled slightly, as if she had accepted this explanation.

Yes, some children are indeed like this, and it really doesn’t mean anything. Whether Little Jason was one of them, only time would tell.

Two years later...

Little Jason finally learned to walk and could call out to people, but only at a beginner’s level. This left many people disappointed, and gradually, a possibility began to dawn on them—though they were reluctant to think about it.

At that time, some in the Ye family were happy, while others were worried. Those who cared about Little Jason were naturally worried, while those who were at odds with Ethan York’s branch of the family were, of course, pleased.

However, among those who cared, there was one exception—or perhaps she was just too young. She was genuinely delighted with Little Jason’s situation. She was his older sister, the lively one who always wanted to hold him.

She spent her days happily carrying Little Jason, as if trying to make up for some earlier regret. Although she had grown quite a bit, she was still very young, so the sight of her holding her little brother looked a bit odd.

Just imagine—a five-year-old girl carrying a two-year-old boy. What kind of scene is that? The fact that she could even lift him was already amazing.

Still, this scene gave off a very warm feeling, making people think these siblings were quite endearing.

Three years later...

By now, almost everyone knew one thing: Little Jason was not a genius, but a fool. No, to be precise, he was a dullard.

He had only just learned to say a few simple words, and his intellectual development was disappointing. The divine child had turned into a little idiot, and this dramatic reversal surprised many.

And the outcome of this day made people completely give up on Little Jason. No one held out any hope for him anymore—at least, no outsiders did. His family was another matter.

On the Sacred Soil Continent, there was a tradition: when a child turned three, they would be tested for their innate attribute.

Innate attributes were unique to people in this world. Most people had only one, and only a rare few had two or more. The most common attributes were wind, fire, earth, and water.

Less common ones included light, darkness, space, and so on, as well as some mutated attributes, but those were extremely rare—perhaps one or two in a thousand years.

Whatever attribute you had determined which type of magic or battle energy you could wield most powerfully. This was known as an “attribute bonus,” and it was no small matter—it could absolutely affect a person’s strength.

Simply put, a master with a water attribute using water skills would be a master, but if they used skills from another attribute, they’d be hard-pressed to reach even half the power of their water skills, making them mediocre.

Why was the test set at age three? There was a saying that “three years old sets your fate.” Well, something like that, anyway.

It was said that by age three, a person’s lifelong attribute was basically set, and there would be no further mutations.

Little Jason’s test result shocked everyone: he was attribute-less. This was something that hadn’t been seen in ten thousand years. No matter how poor or strange someone’s attribute was, they at least had one.

Truly a divine child—but now the meaning had changed. Before, it meant a child favored by the gods; now, it meant a child abandoned by the gods. In other words—

A child forsaken by the gods!

A good-for-nothing who wasn’t even as capable as an ordinary person. Even if he were a genius, in this world where the strong are revered, someone without power could hardly earn the highest respect.

What’s more, his intelligence lagged behind others—he was a true simpleton, the most useless of the useless.

Of course, many people thought this, but no one dared say it aloud. Even if Little Jason was an idiot, no one would dare say so to his face.

After all, the Ye family’s power could protect this The York Family Jason for life, allowing him to live without worries. Anyone who tried to humiliate him would be humiliating the Ye family itself—and that was not something ordinary people could bear.