Age of Evolution

Chapter 769: Chapter 772: First Arrival in the Holy Land

Lin Zhen’s friends gradually dispersed.

Many of them chose to stay in the Qin Kingdom, where there was also a Hometown Association for people from the New World. Everywhere was a matter of survival, and the prosperity of the Qin Kingdom was indeed very attractive.

Ning Qingxuan chose to stay at the Association of Alchemists in Qin City, cultivating in a suspended villa.

“Husband, don’t worry about me. Martial artists don’t have a concept of time when cultivating. You’ll only be in the Holy Land for a hundred years, and they don’t forbid leaving. If you miss me, just come back and see me.”

Ning Qingxuan, with her snow-white skin, snuggled in Lin Zhen’s arms, her cheeks still slightly flushed.

“Hmm, I’ll come back often.”

“However, husband, you have to be cautious, there are competitions among Holy Land warriors. The closer you are to the stele, the more you can learn. So internal challenges are important.”

“Is it the same for every Holy Land?”

“Yes, every Holy Land is like this. Ranking last in a class not only leads to learning less but also risks being demoted during annual assessments.”

Lin Zhen nodded slightly, “Don’t worry, I am strong in every aspect, you know that.”

Lin Zhen’s words provoked Ning Qingxuan to pinch him hard, but it only aroused his desires further. He pinned the beautiful woman beneath him and proved his words with non-stop exercise from twilight to dawn.

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The next morning, all the newly admitted students gathered at the Falling Star Lake.

The weather was nice today, although there were some waves, it wasn’t too bad. The Blue Whale of the Holy Land was seen swimming in the lake in the distance, pushing through the water.

A servant in green clothes stood on the back of the Blue Whale and said to all the students, “I’m here by the order of the Fifth Young Master to take you all to Star-Picking Island. Please get on the fish!”

Lin Zhen touched his nose, thinking that getting on a fish was indeed an unusual phrase compared to getting on a car, a boat, a plane, or a warship.

The Blue Whale stopped in the deep water area, and all the students flew up and landed on its back in order, starting with the Heaven Class students and ending with Huang Class students.

“Hold tight! There are big waves and monsters in Falling Star Lake. If you fall down, it would be dangerous!”

The servant gave a warning, and the Blue Whale turned its head, its huge fins paddling through the water, rumbling forward into the depths of Falling Star Lake.

Lin Zhen had to admit he had never seen a fish swim so fast.

This was not just swimming, but gliding on the water surface with the fins occasionally slapping the water, accelerating at many times the speed of sound!

Everyone tried their best to hold onto the whale’s back to avoid being blown away.

The further they went into Falling Star Lake, the bigger the waves became, making it feel like they were entering the vast Pacific Ocean, with no end in sight.

Enormous waves towered ahead, so high that they even slapped against the clouds!

Dark clouds filled the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Even these martial artists felt the powerful force of nature here, making the area feel like a forbidden zone for life.

“Hold tight!”

The servant shouted, and the Blue Whale dove straight into the waves.

At the heart of the massive waves, a bizarre light circle appeared.

“This is… a teleportation gate!”

Before anyone could react, the Blue Whale passed through the gate and appeared in a completely new body of water.

Mist lingered everywhere, and the Blue Whale continued to swim forward. After about an hour, they left the foggy area.

Everyone was confused about the route they had just taken.

However, they knew they were nearly there, as a huge island loomed faintly in the distance. Their destination, Star-Picking Island, was just ahead.

The speed of the Blue Whale gradually slowed down, and the surrounding waves disappeared.

“Star-Picking Island is near the center of Falling Star Lake. You have traveled through the teleportation gate, and you are now 8 billion light-years away from Qin City!”

The martial artists were amazed. They had to travel through a teleportation gate, and without the servant’s guidance, they would never have found the gate to Star-Picking Island amidst the violent waves.

A Universe Class Martial Artist asked, “Brother, how can we leave Star-Picking Island if we want to?”

“The Holy Land does not forbid students from leaving. However, you won’t be able to find the teleportation gate on your own for the first time. You’ll have to take the transit tool from Star-Picking Island.”

“Is it the Blue Whale?”

“No, the Blue Whale is a large transportation tool. You can only take… ah, there it is.”

The servant pointed ahead, and a huge silver dolphin over ten meters long appeared on the vast lake surface next to the island, its silver skin shimmering in the sunlight.

“This is the Holy Land Dolphin. You can rent it, but it will cost a considerable fee each time.”

“How much could the rent be!” A Huang Class Martial Artist snorted disdainfully.

The menial worker smiled: “Not much. If you want to return to Qin City, it’s ten billion each time!”

“What? Ten billion?” Many Martial Artists were surprised. Although their realms were not low, making money in the Original World was not easy. Without Lin Zhen’s alchemy skills, ten billion was not a small number for anyone.

A Space-Class Martial Artist said somewhat dissatisfied: “Isn’t this a bit too much? We are all Holy Land Warriors now, and the Holy Land can be considered our home. How can they charge us such high fees?”

“Exactly, it should be free to use. At least our Yellow-Class should have the right to use it for free.”

“Why should Yellow-Class be free? Just because you’re one level higher than our Universe-Class?”

“Although we’re from Huang Class, we should be treated equally.”

A few Martial Artists started to argue. At this moment, Heaven-Class student Mitchell suddenly spoke: “Stop arguing! Rules are rules. You just entered the Holy Land, and you already consider yourselves the masters?”

As the number one candidate in this selection, Mitchell had a lot of deterrent power as a Heaven-Class student. Many people remained silent when he spoke.

The menial worker smiled at Mitchell: “This classmate is right. Although you are Holy Land Warriors, you are not the Holy Land Masters. You are just here to learn, like students paying tuition. You enjoy everything in the Holy Land, but you have to pay the price. Only the Holy Land Master or his direct disciples can be considered as the masters.”

People immediately thought of Jin Nuo. If they couldn’t reach Jin Nuo’s level, they wouldn’t be considered a master.

“I may be a mere menial worker, but I still want to remind you that if you want to stand out in the Holy Land, you can only rely on your strength. The higher you can climb the 33 Heavens Tower, the higher your position in the Holy Land.”

“33 Heavens Tower, what is that?”

“Hehe, we have arrived at the Holy Land. Someone will explain it to you soon. Everyone, please get off the fish.”

The blue whale docked at the shore of Star-Picking Island, and there were already people waiting on the shore.

Everyone once again disembarked from the back of the blue whale in order and landed on the shore.

As before, a menial worker greeted them emotionlessly: “Everyone, follow me. I will explain some things to you on the way. If you can’t hear or remember, I won’t repeat.”

At this time, Huang Zun, an Earth-Class student, said: “Damn! Why are these menial workers so arrogant? We’re students, and they’re menial workers. Can their status be higher than ours?”

Lin Zhen indifferently spoke: “All the menial workers in the Holy Land are Longevity Warriors. For them, the Holy Land is their home, while we are just passing by. We don’t have any significant status.”

“Lin Zhen… do you know who you’re talking to?” Huang Zun seemed to have a grudge against Lin Zhen, perhaps because Lin Zhen didn’t give him face yesterday. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Lin Zhen snorted coldly, without answering him.

Huang Zun wanted to say something more, but the menial worker turned around and spoke: “Be quiet, or leave the team.”

Huang Zun pointed his finger at Lin Zhen a few times, and then he remained silent.

A bluestone path winds up from the edge of the island.

The menial worker led the people along the path, giving introductions as they went.

“Currently, there are more than 30,000 people living on Star-Picking Island. Among them, there are more than 8,000 students and over 20,000 menial workers. The island has everything you need, like a small city.”

“The area we’re approaching is where the students reside. From Heaven-Class to Huang Class, the higher the student’s ranking, the better the living environment. You can choose to live here if you want. The top villas are for Heaven-Class students; each student has one. Earth-Class students have slightly smaller villas. Xuan-Class students have their individual houses… The lowest dormitories are for Huang-Class students, but I don’t think it’s significant since you’ll rarely have a chance to stay here during cultivation.”

As they walked past a place called Golden Pill Pavilion, people stopped.

Because they saw a person coming out of the Golden Pill Pavilion.

It was Qian Tong, the Saint-Level Alchemist from Qin Kingdom!

“Isn’t that… isn’t that Saint-Level Alchemist Qian Tong? What is he doing here?”

The menial worker laughed: “Apparently, he made a mistake and was punished by the Fifth Prince. He is confined to the Holy Land for one hundred years, and he’s not allowed to leave or go to the Stele Area. He can only practice Alchemy in this place.”

When people heard the menial worker’s words, they understood Qian Tong’s mistake – attacking a participant during the competition, which was a violation of the Holy Land’s dignity.

What surprised them even more was the power of the Holy Land.

With one word from the Fifth Prince, the only Saint-Level Alchemist Qian Tong in the Original World obediently stayed in the Holy Land for a hundred years. Martial Artists who knew how influential Qian Tong was in the Qin Kingdom were even more amazed.

The Holy Land’s authority was truly terrifying!

Qian Tong looked at the Martial Artists passing by, and his eyes fell on Lin Zhen. There was a hint of anger in his eyes, but he dared not show it too obviously. Instead, he turned around and returned to the Golden Pill Pavilion, out of sight and out of mind.

Lin Zhen’s gaze also casually swept past, as if he had not seen Qian Tong.

They continued along the bluestone path, and after crossing a small ridge, they finally arrived at the core area of the Holy Land.

Ahead, on the slope, massive stone steles towered in the vast morning fog, appearing and disappearing in the haze.