Effortless Crushing, Dai Huabin's Incompetent Rage

Soon, the aroma of grilled fish permeated the woods. Liu Lin, sitting on a bluestone, caught the scent and couldn't help but swallow hard.

On the other side, Huo Yuhao handed the grilled fish to Liu Lin.

Liu Lin looked at the fish Huo Yuhao had prepared; the skin was golden and crispy, the meat snow-white and tender, and grease sizzled in tiny bubbles on the surface.

No wonder everyone loves Huo Yuhao's grilled fish. If Huo Yuhao becomes my little brother, he can be my personal chef, Liu Lin thought to himself while admiring the golden-brown fish.

Liu Lin took the fish from Huo Yuhao, took an impatient bite, and nodded in praise.

"Yuhao, your grilled fish is truly delicious."

Hearing Liu Lin's praise, a satisfied smile bloomed on Huo Yuhao's face.

"Big Brother Liu, I'm glad you like it. I'll grill more for you whenever you have time."

Liu Lin, who had been sitting on the bluestone eating, was just about to nod in agreement when he suddenly noticed something.

He set down the fish and stared intently in one direction.

Liu Lin slowly stood up and pulled Huo Yuhao a step behind him.

"Don't speak. Someone is here."

Just after Liu Lin had taken a bite, his Eye of Destiny had sounded an alarm. Two clusters of blood-red light representing fortune had suddenly appeared not far away.

(This signified that he was about to have a streak of bad luck or was nearing death.)

Liu Lin looked at those two blood-red lights; it was impossible not to notice them, which was why he had pulled Huo Yuhao behind him.

Just as he did so, a rustling sound came from the bushes, and two dark figures emerged.

They were two middle-aged men, one tall and one short, both dressed in dark gray night-traveling clothes with black cloth covering their faces, leaving only their sinister eyes exposed.

The Soul Power fluctuations emanating from them were steady and refined; they were clearly two Soul King-level powerhouses.

Huo Yuhao's face turned pale instantly, and he subconsciously gripped the corner of Liu Lin's clothes.

Liu Lin frowned as he looked at the two assassins. Two Soul Kings coming all the way to the back mountain of the Star Luo Royal Academy to ambush a six-year-old child—this was quite the extravagant move.

Liu Lin could guess who was behind this without even thinking; only someone with a grudge against Huo Yuhao would pull such a stunt in Star Luo City.

"Did Dai Huabin or the White Tiger Duchess send you?" Liu Lin asked in a calm voice.

The two were stunned for a moment, but as professional assassins, they quickly regained their composure.

The tall assassin sneered and spoke first, "Little Master, don't blame us brothers for being heartless. Someone paid a high price for the life of that blue-haired brat. As for who you are, we don't care. But if you stand in our way, you'll die with him."

Liu Lin understood the tall assassin's meaning: as long as he didn't interfere, they would let him go.

However, even if he didn't intervene, Huo Yuhao's heaven-defying luck meant he wouldn't die anyway. It would be better to step in and farm some favorability.

Liu Lin shook his head decisively and said, "I'm afraid I have to handle this. Make your move."

Huo Yuhao, hiding behind Liu Lin with red-rimmed eyes, secretly made a vow in his heart.

Big Brother Liu saved me today. As his little brother, I will follow his lead from now on.

As soon as Liu Lin finished speaking, the two men released their Martial Souls simultaneously.

Behind the tall assassin appeared the phantom of a pitch-black giant scorpion, while the short assassin's arms were covered in a layer of dark green scales, his fingernails growing long and sharp, dripping with viscous poison.

Two yellow and three purple soul rings lit up beneath their feet.

Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted, and his breathing became rapid.

He knew Liu Lin was highly talented, but facing two Soul Kings, the gap in level was not something that could be bridged by skill or talent alone.

Just as Huo Yuhao thought they were doomed, he heard Liu Lin's voice.

"Wait here." Liu Lin shoved the half-eaten fish into Huo Yuhao's hand and stepped toward the assassins.

A golden light erupted from Liu Lin's body. Crimson Radiance Burning Heaven Dragon, Martial Soul Possession.

Crimson-gold dragon scale patterns appeared on Liu Lin's skin, his pupils turned into burning crimson-gold in an instant, and a golden dragon phantom rose behind him, letting out a silent roar.

Four soul rings rose from beneath his feet—Yellow, Purple, Purple, and a deep, dark Purple.

The expressions of the two assassins changed simultaneously. The tall one widened his eyes, his voice raspy, "How is this possible? He's only a child, how is he already a Soul Ancestor?"

Huo Yuhao, watching from not far away, saw the four soul rings and felt his hope reignite.

The short assassin didn't say a word and charged straight at Liu Lin. With a swipe of his claws, five ink-green venomous blades tore through the air, aiming directly for Liu Lin's throat.

Liu Lin didn't dodge the incoming blades.

He raised his right hand, and golden flames exploded in his palm, transforming into a ring of scorching dragon fire that swept outward.

The venomous blades were evaporated the moment they touched the dragon fire, leaving not even a wisp of mist behind.

The short assassin's pupils shrank as he tried to retreat, but Liu Lin was faster.

The second and third soul rings behind Liu Lin lit up in succession, surrounding him in crimson flames.

Crimson Radiance Burning Heaven Dragon's second soul skill: Dragon Flame Fury.

The golden flames around Liu Lin surged violently, his strength and fire power increased significantly, his physique expanded slightly, and dragon scale patterns emerged on his skin as he entered a berserk, augmented state.

Crimson Radiance Burning Heaven Dragon's third soul skill: Crimson Dragon Tyrant Body.

A phantom of the Golden Dragon rose from behind him, its roar shaking the heavens. Within a radius of several dozen meters, all enemies were suppressed by the dragon's might, their attributes weakened across the board.

His own strength, speed, and defense were simultaneously boosted significantly, and golden flames surged violently around his body.

Following this, a phantom of the Crimson Gold Giant Dragon appeared behind Liu Lin, causing his figure to streak across the open space between the two like a bolt of crimson-gold flowing fire.

The distance of several dozen meters was compressed into the blink of an eye under the amplification of his martial soul and soul skills.

Liu Lin appeared before the tall assassin, his right arm dragonized and covered in golden flames, his five fingers pressing down through the air.

The ground suddenly cracked open, centered on the point of impact. Golden firelight erupted from the fissures, spreading outward like a spiderweb and instantly covering a radius of ten meters.

Crimson Radiance Burning Heaven Dragon's first soul skill: Burning Abyss.

Golden pillars of fire erupted from the cracks, scorching the surrounding air until it warped.

The tall assassin let out a miserable shriek as the impact of the flames sent him flying, crashing heavily into an old willow tree and snapping its trunk in two.

Seizing the opportunity, the short assassin lunged at Liu Lin from the flank, his venomous claws aiming straight for his heart. Without turning his head, Liu Lin struck out with a backhanded palm.

The phantom of a crimson-gold dragon claw landed squarely on the short assassin's chest. The sound of shattering ribs was exceptionally clear beside the quiet stream.

In less time than it takes to drink a cup of tea, the two Soul Kings were dealt with—one embedded in the broken tree, unconscious, and the other lying on the ground, lacking even the strength to groan.

Liu Lin retracted his martial soul, the golden light slowly fading away. He brushed the dust from his hands and turned to walk back to the bluestone.

Huo Yuhao remained in his previous posture, holding the grilled fish with his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

The stream continued to babble, the evening breeze blew gently, and the air was filled with the charred aroma of grilled fish mixed with the lingering heat of the battle.

"It won't taste good if the fish gets cold." Liu Lin took the grilled fish from his hand, sat back down, and took a bite, his tone as casual as if he had just swatted two mosquitoes.

He looked up at the sky, then retrieved the sound-transmission Soul Tool from his storage Soul Tool and sent a message to Xu Jiawei.

This matter had to be brought to Xu Jiawei's attention. To be able to hire assassins in Star Luo City with a six-year-old child as the target—whoever was behind this had crossed Xu Jiawei's bottom line.

After sending the message, he put away the Soul Tool and glanced down at the two assassins lying on the ground, having already nailed the coffin lid shut for Dai Huabin in his heart.