First Arriving at the Holy Land

Lin Zhen's friends gradually went their separate ways.

Many chose to stay in the Qin Kingdom. There was also a New Realm Fellow Association here. One could survive anywhere, and the prosperity of the Qin Kingdom was indeed very appealing.

Ning Qingxuan stayed at the Alchemist Headquarters in the Qin Capital, cultivating within that floating villa.

"Husband, don't worry about me. Martial Artist cultivation has little sense of time. You'll only be in the Holy Land for a hundred years, and the Holy Land doesn't prohibit leaving. If you miss me, just come back and see me."

Ning Qingxuan, her skin as white as snow, nestled against Lin Zhen's chest. The blush on her face had yet to fully fade.

"Mm, I'll come back often."

"But Husband, you also need to be careful. There is competition within the Holy Land as well. The closer you are to the stone tablets, the more you can learn, so internal challenges are very important."

"Is every Holy Land like this?"

"Yes, every Holy Land is like this. If you rank last in a class, not only will you learn less, but you may also be demoted during the annual assessment."

Lin Zhen nodded slightly. "Don't worry. Your husband is strong in every respect. You know that."

Lin Zhen's words earned him a hard pinch from Ning Qingxuan, but it also stirred certain thoughts within him. Rolling over, he pressed the exquisite beauty beneath him and proved his words through uninterrupted activity from dusk until dawn.

The next morning, all the newly admitted trainees gathered by Fallen Star Lake.

The weather was good today. Though the wind and waves were present, they were not especially fierce. In the distance upon the lake, a Holy Land Blue Whale pushed through the water as it