Hearing Yu Yuanzhen's words.
The stern look on Qian Xunji's face turned into a smile.
She was simply too pleased with Chuan'er, so she introduced him:
"This is my disciple, Lin Chuan. I brought him to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan this time so he could meet some of the geniuses of his generation."
Hearing his teacher introduce him.
Lin Chuan took a step forward.
He spoke politely to Yu Yuanzhen:
"Lin Chuan of Spirit Hall greets Sect Master Yu."
Looking at the handsome Lin Chuan, Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help comparing him with his son, Yu Xiaogang.
He muttered inwardly:
It seems this is the most outstanding disciple of Spirit Hall's generation.
Although Xiaogang isn't as handsome as Lin Chuan, when it comes to talent, he's the best our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has produced in recent years!
Tomorrow's awakening will let us hold our heads high for once. We definitely won't lose to Spirit Hall again!
At that thought, Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help putting on a smile.
"Nephew Lin Chuan, you're a fine-looking young man."
"This Body Tempering Paste was made by our medicine hall. It's very useful for tempering the body, so please accept it as a small welcome gift."
The younger generation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan needed this Body Tempering Paste to help them temper their bodies in the Thunder Secret Ground.
He had given Bibi Dong the same thing last year.
Lin Chuan accepted the Body Tempering Paste gift box with both hands and thanked him:
"I wouldn't dare refuse a gift from an elder. Thank you for your generous gift, Sect Master Yu."
Yu Yuanzhen laughed and said:
"Haha, what are you thanking me for? You youngsters should visit each other and exchange ideas more often."
"When the time comes, nephew, please give that disappointing boy of ours some pointers too."
Lin Chuan nodded obediently, but inwardly grumbled:
If I really gave him pointers, I'm afraid you'd be unhappy again.
Afterward, Qian Xunji and Yu Yuanzhen still had matters to discuss.
So she instructed Chrysanthemum Guan:
"Yue Guan, take Chuan'er and Dong'er for a look around the clan."
"As you command, Your Holiness."
Chrysanthemum Guan respectfully accepted the order.
With their teacher gone.
Bibi Dong instantly showed her true colors.
Like a merry little deer, she began bounding and jumping about.
Looking at Pink-Haired Dong, Lin Chuan couldn't help feeling black lines appear on his forehead.
Before long.
They wandered over to a small martial arts training square.
As a top Beast Martial Soul clan, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had long made sparring a habit within the clan.
As a result, there were quite a few squares like this.
"A bastard daughter like you dares take part in tomorrow's awakening ceremony?"
"Why didn't Lord Yu Luomian lock you up at home?"
"You actually dared to overestimate yourself and fight us? You even dared to fight back?"
"Once we awaken our Martial Souls and Soul Power tomorrow, we'll be the noble owners of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Souls."
"And you, Liu Erlong, will awaken a pheasant Martial Soul at best!"
On the training ground, a red-haired girl fell to the ground in a sorry state.
There were quite a few wounds on her arms, especially her forearms and fists.
But her face was still full of defiance!
Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Guan couldn't help frowning.
"The upbringing of these youngsters from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan leaves much to be desired."
"The grand awakening ceremony is tomorrow, and with so many guests here, they're actually bullying a member of their own clan in the open."
Before Chrysanthemum Guan could finish commenting.
A small figure walked out.
It was Lin Chuan.
Bibi Dong muttered quietly:
"What's that bad junior brother up to? Is he going to play the hero and save the beauty?"
In fact.
When Lin Chuan saw the injured Liu Erlong, it was as though he had found a treasure.
Holy crap, you're hurt, right? Hurry and let me heal you!
As he saw it, Liu Erlong was now walking Power of Faith!
Power of Faith lying by the roadside was free for the taking!
After numerous tests over the past few days.
He had worked out some of the rules for obtaining Power of Faith.
On the one hand, it was related to the strength of the person he healed.
On the other, it depended on how grateful the person was.
If he saved a Soul Master who was in despair, the Power of Faith he obtained would be no less than what he got from saving an ordinary expert.
So he strode decisively toward Liu Erlong.
Seeing a stranger suddenly charge out and dare to meddle in their business.
The brats of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan remained as arrogant as ever:
"Who are you? Where did this wild brat come from, daring to interfere in our business?"
"Oh, don't tell me you're trying to play the hero and save the beauty?"
"A stranger we've never seen before. Maybe he's from some minor sect that came shamelessly to attend the ceremony."
Liu Erlong looked at the unfamiliar Lin Chuan and said stubbornly through gritted teeth:
"Get out of here. I'll deal with them."
Lin Chuan smiled.
"Don't worry, I'm just an ordinary healing-type Soul Master passing by!"
Hearing that, Liu Erlong couldn't help freezing.
A healing Soul Master?
Before she could grasp the significance of those words.
A rainbow-like healing light had already fallen on her wounds.
In an instant, a cool, soothing sensation welled up!
Those wounds quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Liu Erlong stared in shock.
His healing is this effective? Who exactly is he?
At that moment.
Lin Chuan glanced back at Chrysanthemum Guan and casually asked:
"Senior Ju, it should be all right if I teach them a lesson, shouldn't it?"
Before Chrysanthemum Guan could speak.
Bibi Dong, always eager to stir up trouble, waved her little fist.
"Junior brother, get them! Beat them up good for me!"
"If anything happens, I'll take responsibility for you."
Hearing that, Lin Chuan was very surprised.
Was this really the prideful Bibi Dong who bickered with him all day?
He hadn't expected the little girl to be so loyal and protective of her own when it came to matters of right and wrong!
Lin Chuan chuckled and tossed out a remark:
"I see you in a new light today, junior sister."
Seeing Lin Chuan talking to the people behind him as though no one else were there.
Completely ignoring them!
The brats of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan grew angry:
"Bastard! Who do you think you are?"
"Such big talk!"
"You're just a healing-type Soul Master. Even if we haven't awakened our Soul Power, we can still beat you flat!"
"Everyone, get him!"
Four boys lunged at Lin Chuan from different directions.
Unhurried, Lin Chuan shook out his wrists.
Just like Flame Dragon Armor's classic show-off move!
What did it matter if a few brats without Soul Power knew a few Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon moves?
He instantly circulated his level thirteen Soul Power.
Brute force sent everything flying!
He casually grabbed the brat charging in front and smashed a fist into his face, swelling it up, then flung him aside.
He followed with a kick to the stomach of the brat trying to sneak up on him.
Slap, slap, slap!
In no time at all!
A few more resounding slaps followed.
The other two brats were also beaten to the ground, reduced to a pile of mush!
Liu Erlong was dumbstruck at the sight.
This was a healing-type Soul Master?!
Weren't healing-type Soul Masters supposed to have no fighting ability?
She watched the brats lying on the ground, bruised and swollen, wailing!
Chrysanthemum Guan was stunned too.
He hadn't expected His Highness Lin Chuan, who was always polite and harmless, to hit so hard when he fought.
It rather overturned his understanding!
Yet Chrysanthemum Guan also felt deeply gratified.
But this was for the best.
As the Pope's disciple, if he were as weak as a sheep, he wouldn't be able to shoulder Spirit Hall's great responsibilities in the future.
Bibi Dong, off to the side, also gaped:
Is that bad junior brother really so fierce?
Then Lin Chuan clapped his hands.
He had often fought in his previous life. Although he wasn't as formidable as someone with proper techniques, beating up a few little brats was more than easy enough.
He looked at the people on the ground and said to himself:
"Oh dear! Looks like I hit a little too hard. I was too ruthless."
"They say a healer has a compassionate heart!"
"How about this? I'll heal you."
The four brats were utterly bewildered.
He beat us up, and now he wants to heal us? Is there something wrong with this kid's head?
Light-Weaving Healing fell upon them.
In the blink of an eye, most of their swelling and intense pain subsided.
As they saw it, the only reason Lin Chuan had healed them was that he feared the might of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
This kid was scared!
They perked up again and sneered mockingly:
"At least you know what's good for you."
"You know you can't afford to offend our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
"But don't think we'll be grateful to you or let you off just because you healed us!"
Hearing this, Liu Erlong, whose injuries had just healed, instantly rushed over!
She spread her arms and stood directly in front of Lin Chuan.
Slightly surprised, Lin Chuan patted her on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
As for the brats who continued to clamor.
He had never expected those fellows to be grateful to him!
He had simply wanted to test whether he could exploit a bug to farm Power of Faith by injuring his enemies and then healing them.
The result left him very disappointed.
Just as I thought, I didn't receive any Power of Faith. Looks like this trick won't work.
"Then you're no use to me either."
The next moment.
The brat was still spitting and hurling threats.
Lin Chuan's rock-hard fists came flying again!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A moment later.
The four brats lay on the ground once again, howling in pain.
Lin Chuan rubbed his fists and said with a smile:
"I healed you so I could beat you up all over again."
"What, do you want another round?"