7: My goal is the sea of ​​stars!

Long Xiaoqian, kneeling on one knee, her expression solemn, her clear, cold Phoenix eyes now burning with a flame called "faith."

Her oath, like a giant stone thrown into a calm lake, stirred up ripples in the silent hall. All the Long Family disciples looked at her with a gaze mixed with envy, jealousy, and deep incomprehension.

Follow a five-year-old child?

Even if he was the number zero heir, Long Ling'er herself was a Prodigy with A-Rank Talent, her future achievements immeasurable, so why would she stoop to this?

Lin Tian looked at the young girl in front of him, who was more than half a head taller than him, and quickly calculated in his mind.

Follower?

He didn't really need one. With the Divine-Grade Sign-in System in hand, his future path of growth was destined to be solitary and invincible. For fighting, he alone was enough, he didn't need any helpers.

However... Lin Tian thought of his increasingly long list of sign-in locations, and the mountains of Cultivation Techniques, Medicinal Pills, Divine Weapons, and Heaven And Earth Treasures he might obtain in the future... All these things needed to be sorted and archived, a database established, for easy retrieval at any time.

His future footprints would span the globe, and even more distant places. Travel planning, intelligence gathering, resource allocation... He couldn't personally handle all these trivial chores.

What he lacked was never a fighter.

He lacked a trustworthy, capable, and absolutely loyal... butler. Or rather, a chief personal assistant.

This young girl in front of him, with A-Rank Talent, a resolute Heart-Nature, and seemingly intelligent, appeared to be a good candidate.

Just as Lin Tian made his decision, an untimely shriek broke the solemn atmosphere of the scene.

"Long Xiaoqian! You... you actually dared to betray Third Young Master!"

It was Long Xiaoqian, who had fainted from fright, now slowly regaining consciousness. Seeing this scene, jealousy and venom made her lose her reason. She struggled to climb up from the ground, pointing at Long Ling'er and yelling in a high-pitched voice.

"You slut! Third Young Master valued you so much, yet you turn around and grovel to a five-year-old brat! You..."

Before she could finish her words, a figure as cold as iron appeared before her like a ghost.

It was the captain of the Family Guard Team, responsible for order here.

He didn't even glance at Long Xiaoqian, only bowed slightly in Lin Tian's direction, then in a tone devoid of emotion, he gravely ordered:

"Seize this person!"

"Offending the number zero heir, speaking disrespectfully, according to the Family's iron laws, abolish all her cultivation, expel her from the Long Family, and never rehire her!"

"Yes!"

Two guards, fierce as wolves, immediately stepped forward and dragged Long Xiaoqian away like a dead dog.

"No! Don't! I was wrong! I won't dare again! Captain, spare me! number zero heir, spare me!"

Long Xiaoqian finally realized what a foolish mistake she had made and let out a desperate wail. But it was too late; her voice was mercilessly dragged out of the hall and soon disappeared.

This swift and decisive scene made all the disciples present as silent as cicadas in winter, and their eyes toward Lin Tian showed even deeper reverence.

This was the majesty of the number zero heir, not to be violated, not to be questioned!

After clearing away the irrelevant noise, the scene returned to quiet.

Lin Tian looked at Long Ling'er, who still maintained her single-knee kneeling posture, her expression not wavering in the slightest, and finally spoke slowly.

His first question almost made everyone who had pricked up their ears to listen stumble and fall to the ground.

"Can you brew tea?"

"Ah?" Long Ling'er suddenly looked up, her exquisite face filled with bewilderment, clearly not expecting such a question.

Lin Tian ignored her astonishment and continued to ask in a calm tone: "Can you organize and categorize massive amounts of literature and intelligence data?"

"I... I can a little." Long Ling'er nodded subconsciously.

"Can you use the Federation's top 'Heavenly Machine' supercomputing System for global itinerary planning and optimal resource allocation modeling?"

"..." Long Ling'er was completely stunned, but looking at Lin Tian's deep eyes that seemed to see through everything, she gritted her teeth and nodded firmly, "If Your Excellency needs it, I can learn!"

"Very good."

Lin Tian nodded in satisfaction and said calmly, in a tone of appointing a subordinate: "From today on, you are my chief personal assistant. Rise."

Chief... personal assistant?

This position, completely out of sync with "knight" and "follower," left Long Ling'er stunned on the spot, and also made the surrounding Long Family disciples look at each other, their expressions extremely strange.

To have a Prodigy with A-Rank Talent, a future Martial Artist powerhouse, become... a personal assistant?

What a "waste of talent"!

However, this contrast not only did not diminish Lin Tian's authority but instead perfectly showcased his transcendent confidence, which regarded all Geniuses in the world as nothing.

After the initial bewilderment, Long Ling'er quickly reacted. Not only did she not feel the slightest humiliation, but her eyes erupted with an even more brilliant light. She understood that behind this seemingly ordinary position lay absolute trust and closeness!

"Yes! I will obey Your Excellency's will!"

She respectfully responded, slowly rose, and stood half a step behind Lin Tian, her posture humble, yet radiating a proud sense of honor.

After recruiting his first team member, Long Ling'er looked at the small figure in front of her, her eyes sparkling with endless admiration and curiosity, and finally asked the question that everyone present wanted to know the answer to.

"Your Excellency Heir... what exactly is your goal?"

Is it to become the Long Family Clan Chief? To surpass Third Ancestor and become a new Martial God? Or... to suppress an era and become invincible in the current world?

This question made everyone hold their breath.

Lin Tian paused slightly at her words.

He slowly looked up, his gaze seeming to penetrate the grand hall's dome, looking towards the fake sky illuminated by energy crystals.

His tone remained calm, as if he were talking about an insignificant, self-evident trivial matter.

"My goal?"

"Probably... to lead the Human Race to conquer the stars and the sea."

The moment his voice fell.

Boom—!!!

An invisible will, transcending time and space, surged skyward, centered on Lin Tian's body!

This will did not destroy any matter, yet in the ethereal, it resonated violently with the Origin magnetic field of this planet!

At this moment, worldwide.

Whether in the Eastern Hemisphere bathed in daylight or the Western Hemisphere silent in the night, in all countries, all cities, above everyone's heads, the sky, whether azure or pitch-black, without any warning, simultaneously displayed a dreamlike, splendid, seven-colored aurora that covered the entire firmament!

All Martial Artists above A-Class, whether in secluded cultivation or in battle, felt an indescribable palpitation from the depths of their Soul at the same time, as if some great existence had just declared his arrival!

The camera rapidly switched across the globe.

North American continent, atop the Rocky Mountains, in a "Sacred Mountain" temple, perpetually shrouded in clouds, like a mythical fairyland.

On the throne, a divine descendant male, clad in golden Divine Armor, with golden hair like a waterfall, and handsomely unlike a Mortal, suddenly opened his pure golden eyes, filled with shock and fury.

"Who is it?! Who dares to stir the long-dormant Luck of the Human Race! This will... could the prophecy be true?!"

He let out an angry roar, and his oracle resounded throughout the entire Sacred Mountain.

"Deliver my divine decree! Activate the 'Eye of Olympus,' and spare no effort to find this person!"

At the same time.

Atlantic Ocean, ten thousand meters beneath the Bermuda Triangle, a magnificent city constructed from dark blue crystals, filled with the aura of an ancient civilization—the ruins of Atlantis.

On the crystal throne, a King of the Sea (Sea Emperor) with pale blue skin and a rhomboid crystal on his brow slowly raised his head. His gaze seemed to penetrate ten thousand meters of deep sea, seeing the sky also enveloped by the aurora.

"Is the Human Race... about to produce another 'Emperor'?" He murmured in an ancient language, a hint of dread in his voice.

"He cannot be allowed to grow."

A cold command, transmitted through the mental network, reached every corner of the city.

"Activate the 'Deep Sea Heavenly Eye' System, pinpoint the source of this will, and in its infancy..."

"—Annihilate!"

A global undercurrent, stirred by Lin Tian's calm reply, had already surged forth.