Loyal Little Brother, Ma Hongjun

Ma Hongjun finished dressing and took the cultivation technique Ye Ruilin handed him, his face full of curiosity.

"Brother Ye, can this technique really solve my problem once and for all?"

The young boy's face was filled with longing, his eyes looking at Ye Ruilin with anticipation.

It was only when he saw Ye Ruilin nod gently.

In that instant, Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up.

"I choose the second option!"

"I don't want to have to go find women every single day."

When he said the second sentence, a flash of shyness crossed the little boy's face.

"This technique is perhaps something only you can cultivate."

"After all, obtaining a sufficient amount of Yang energy is quite difficult."

A smile played on the corners of Ye Ruilin's mouth; this was something he had created exclusively for Ma Hongjun.

"Brother Ye, thank you."

Although he didn't fully grasp the value of the technique in his hands, Ma Hongjun could vaguely sense its preciousness.

This made him, who had already intended to follow Ye Ruilin, even more devoted.

From this day forward, he would be Ye Ruilin's most loyal follower! No one would be able to compare to him.

Ye Ruilin was unaware of Ma Hongjun's thoughts; seeing the kid grinning foolishly, he offered a few words of guidance.

"In the early stages of cultivation, if there is anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me. This technique is still a bit profound for you, but once you get started, you will progress rapidly."

Ma Hongjun nodded quickly, a silly grin on his face.

Looking at him like this, where was that lecherous air from his Shrek days?

Ye Ruilin sighed with emotion; Ma Hongjun was clearly just a simple child.

It was only because he had been around someone like Flender that he had become so lecherous later on.

Now that he had gotten there first, he naturally wouldn't let Ma Hongjun become that lecherous little fatty from his past life again.

Kirin Ye Clan.

"Patriarch, it's bad."

"The second branch seems to have succeeded in their breakthrough as well, becoming a Titled Douluo."

A subordinate approached Ye Zhentian's side with a grave expression.

One had to know that everyone had their own hidden agendas.

Ye Zhenting and Ye Zhentian both possessed outstanding talent; in their youth, they were the two prodigies of the clan, and Ye Zhenting was also more socially adept.

Many people had assumed the position of Clan Head would be passed to Ye Zhenting.

After all, Ye Zhentian was honest and dull, truly not as suited to lead the clan as Ye Zhenting.

Unfortunately, Ye Zhentian became a Titled Douluo first, so even if there was dissatisfaction, the old Clan Head still passed the position to Ye Zhentian.

Ye Zhenting had been brooding over this ever since, unable to break through for a long time, until today.

"That brat, the second brother, has long harbored resentment over you becoming the Clan Head."

"Now that he has also become a Titled Douluo, I'm afraid..."

Madam Ye's eyes were filled with a trace of worry.

Ye Zhentian, however, was more open-minded, a cold sneer appearing on his face.

"Even if he has become a Titled Douluo, so what?"

"Since he was three years behind me, he will be trampled under my feet for the rest of his life."

"He had better pray he doesn't fall into my hands."

He let out a cold snort, not taking Ye Zhenting seriously at all.

"Before he became a Titled Douluo, if anything happened, the elders would surely have stood by your side."

"Aside from the Supreme Elder in seclusion, you were the clan's only Titled Douluo."

"Now that he has also become a Titled Douluo, those wavering elders will likely make their own choices."

Madam Ye shook her head; she saw things more clearly than her husband.

Don't let the Kirin Ye Clan appear as a single entity; the internal factions had long been clearly divided.

These factional divisions were like cracks inside a boulder.

In the face of absolute power, they showed nothing.

But when another great force collided with it, those cracks would be revealed clearly for all to see.

"Now that Ruilin is out on his own, I'm afraid the second brother might make a move against him."

Madam Ye's face was dark.

Ye Ruilin was the only son of her branch, and if any accident were to befall him, it would be a devastating blow to her entire household.

"He dares?"

Ye Zhentian was instantly enraged.

It could be said that he was extremely protective of his own; if anyone were to touch his wife or son, he would fight them to the death.

Even if it were his own brother.

"Where is that brat right now?"

"Tell him to come home immediately."

Madam Ye was uneasy, feeling that she could only be at peace if her son was right under her nose.

Ye Zhentian's expression stiffened.

He realized he hadn't told his wife that their son had gone to the Sunset Forest.

He had originally thought it was just a simple trip, but now it seemed that if he told her, she would only be more worried.

"Rest assured, he has been cultivating within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect during this time."

"I have already asked Ning Fengzhi to look after the boy."

"Cultivating in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is at least safer than being in the family."

Ye Zhentian spoke up.

Madam Ye lowered her head to ponder for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

The second brother was still at home, and if he really wanted to do something, it would be hard to avoid.

"That's true; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is indeed safer than home right now. Have Old Wu remind that boy not to go out for the time being."

Madam Ye instructed.

Ye Zhentian felt cold sweat pouring down his back.

He raised a hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and nodded with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, I will definitely have Old Wu notify the boy."

He said this with his mouth, but his heart was incredibly anxious.

If the tigress at home found out that the boy had already run off to the Sunset Forest, not only would the boy suffer, but he would too.

Now, he could only hope that the boy would return from the Sunset Forest as soon as possible.

As for the boy's safety, Ye Zhentian was not worried.

As far as he knew, the boy was accompanied by three Titled Douluo.

He himself didn't even have the face to ask Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to take action.

He had no idea how the boy had managed to pull that off.

Half a month flew by.

After rushing and hurrying, they finally arrived at the outskirts of the Sunset Forest.

By this time, Ma Hongjun had already reached level 10 soul power.

Ever since she learned that Ma Hongjun had reached level 10, Ning Rongrong had been holding in a breath of frustration.

She had originally thought there was still a gap between herself and this brat.

Yet, she hadn't expected that in just half a month, the boy's soul power would catch up to hers.

Now, he had reached level 10, just like her.

Not only that, but under Brother Ye's guidance, the boy's strength seemed to have become incredibly formidable.

His ability to control flames was something even Grandpa Bone praised highly.

The young girl felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart.

Now, she only wanted to obtain her first soul ring as quickly as possible and then cultivate diligently to widen the gap between herself and this brat.

She wanted Brother Ye to know that she was the most talented one by his side.

Ma Hongjun was unaware of Ning Rongrong's petty thoughts, burying his head in the hard work of cultivating his Nine Heavens Burning Fire Art.

Under Ye Ruilin's guidance, the Evil Fire that had nowhere to go within his body finally seemed to have found a home.

Looking at the flames appearing in his palm, a confident smile appeared on the young boy's face for the first time.