Qian Renxue Touched! Guard!

Lin Yuan thought of the three-year assessment the two gods had imposed upon him.

Although he could handle it himself, having these two errand boys would certainly save him a lot of effort on trivial matters.

Since they were throwing themselves at him, there was no harm in accepting them.

"Get up."

Lin Yuan nodded, giving them his answer.

"From now on, just stay by my side and follow my rules."

Hearing Lin Yuan agree, Yan and Xie Yue were instantly overjoyed.

They scrambled to their feet, rubbing their hands in excitement and grinning like fools, their previous arrogance completely vanished.

Just then.

Hu Liena, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, finally snapped back to reality.

Seeing that Yan and Xie Yue had managed to latch onto Lin Yuan first, she felt a sudden surge of anxiety.

"Hey! How could you two get ahead of me!"

The young girl moved her slender legs, running over from the sidelines in a flurry like a cheerful orange butterfly.

Hu Liena shoved past Yan, who was blocking her path, and threw herself toward Lin Yuan.

Her delicate, pretty face was flushed from the intense running, and a fine layer of sweat beaded on her forehead.

Her large, golden eyes blinked as she looked at Lin Yuan, filled with adoration and urgency.

The young girl grabbed Lin Yuan's sleeve and tugged it gently, her voice soft, crisp, and incredibly cute.

"I want in too! I want in too!"

"Lin Yuan, I want to be your underling too... no, I want to be your number one follower!"

Lin Yuan looked at the dainty little girl before him, and seeing the hope in her large golden eyes, he agreed offhandedly.

"Fine, if you want to follow, then follow."

"But I'm setting the rules now: I don't keep useless trash. If you can't keep up with my pace in the future, you'd better leave early."

Hearing this, Yan and Xie Yue scrambled up from the ground, thumping their chests with a resounding thud.

"Don't worry, Big Brother! We will never embarrass you!"

Hu Liena was so happy she jumped up, circling Lin Yuan like a cheerful little sparrow.

Over the next few days, these three, the designated Golden Generation of Martial Soul Hall, became Lin Yuan's exclusive tag-alongs.

The arrogance they usually displayed toward everyone had long since been cast to the nine heavens.

Whenever they had free time, they would gather in the instruction room, surrounding Lin Yuan to humbly seek his guidance.

Regarding the bottlenecks they encountered in their cultivation, Lin Yuan, relying on the dimensional suppression brought by his own martial soul and his fundamental understanding of power, always hit the nail on the head.

"Big Brother, my Flame Lord martial soul consumes soul power way too fast every time I release high-temperature flames; I often run out of steam before I'm even halfway through a fight. How do I fix this?"

Yan scratched his red hair, asking with a troubled expression.

Lin Yuan sat in his chair, picking up the teacup on the table.

"Your martial soul has dual fire and earth attributes. You're too focused on driving the explosive nature of the fire, while neglecting the heaviness of the earth."

"If you want your flames to be continuous, you must use the earth attribute to build a stable furnace base within your body, compress your soul power inside that base, and then release it like a volcanic eruption, rather than scattering it everywhere like a leaky sieve."

Yan's eyes lit up the moment he heard this.

He immediately closed his eyes and circulated his soul power according to Lin Yuan's instructions.

A moment later, a mass of dark red flame rose in his palm; it no longer flickered with erratic volatility but was instead extremely dense, causing the surrounding air to warp from the heat.

"It's divine! Big Brother, you're truly divine! Doing it this way, my soul power consumption has dropped by at least thirty percent!"

Yan shouted in excitement.

Xie Yue, standing nearby, was not to be outdone and quickly stepped forward to ask about the cutting trajectories of his Moon Blade.

Lin Yuan pointed out the unnecessary wrist movements in his strikes, telling him to discard all the flashy, useless flourishes and pursue the most direct, purest linear cuts.

Xie Yue picked up his Moon Blade and swung it through the air several times, listening to the crisp, clean sound of the blade cutting through the wind, and nodded in complete submission.

Hu Liena, meanwhile, rested her chin on her hands, leaning on the table with stars of pure adoration in her eyes.

"Lin Yuan, how exactly is your brain wired?"

"Even the cardinals in the Pope's Palace who are specifically assigned to teach us don't explain things as clearly and thoroughly as you do!"

Lin Yuan smiled without offering much explanation.

Just as the group was chatting away, the door to the instruction room was pushed open from the outside.

Qian Renxue walked in with a light, brisk step.

She wore a form-fitting, pale gold combat suit that not only outlined her budding, graceful figure but also highlighted her long, straight legs.

Her long, golden hair draped smoothly over her shoulders, and her exquisite face held a hint of curiosity.

The moment she stepped through the door, she was met with a scene that left her utterly stunned.

The three most notoriously difficult geniuses in Martial Soul Hall were currently gathered around a six-year-old boy, acting as obedient and well-behaved as students.

Qian Renxue's red lips parted slightly, her eyes wide with shock.

"You three... what is going on here?"

She walked up to Yan and looked him up and down.

"Yan, didn't you always boast about being invincible among your peers? Why the sudden change of heart today?"

At these words, Yan's face flushed red, and he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Sister Xue'er, please, don't mock me. In front of Big Brother, what kind of 'invincible' am I? Big Brother is the true peerless genius!"

Xie Yue nodded repeatedly from the side, expressing his complete agreement.

Hearing that title of "Big Brother," Qian Renxue was thoroughly astonished.

These three were disciples personally selected by Bibi Dong, known for their arrogance, yet they were so devoted and submissive to Lin Yuan.

Before Qian Renxue could ponder further, Lin Yuan had already hopped down from his chair.

"Sister Xue'er, you're here!"

Lin Yuan rushed over, opened his arms, and wrapped them around Qian Renxue's slender waist.

Over the past few years, Qian Renxue had grown up, and her figure had developed beautifully.

The faint, unique fragrance of the girl drifted straight into Lin Yuan's nose.

Qian Renxue's pretty face flushed slightly from this sudden display of intimacy.

However, ever since Lin Yuan had resolved her inner turmoil with those pastries last time, she found it impossible to truly dislike this handsome boy with such monstrous talent.

She reached out with her fair, delicate hands, gently embracing Lin Yuan's shoulders, and took the opportunity to stroke his soft black hair.

"You, how did you manage to keep these three so well-behaved?"

Qian Renxue asked with a smile, her voice laced with a hint of doting.

Lin Yuan looked up, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.

"Because I'm very strong."

He let go of Qian Renxue, took half a step back, and clenched his chubby little fist.

"Sister Xue'er, when I grow up, I will protect you. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll beat them until they're crawling on the floor looking for their teeth!"

A warm current surged through Qian Renxue's heart, and her eyes grew slightly sore.

From childhood to now, her mother had been cold and distant, and her father, busy with Papal affairs, had shown her little concern.

Never before had anyone spoken to her with such firm conviction about protecting her.