Moling Great World (Please Keep Reading)

Before they came, Aido asked Zhou Lin curiously, "If the other side's geniuses don't challenge you, how are you going to knock them down a peg?"

Zhou Lin's answer was, "If they don't even have the courage to challenge me, then there's no point in knocking this tribe down a peg."

A person's name casts a shadow, just as a tree does.

As the supreme genius of the Human Race, Zhou Lin's reputation was no secret even in the Luojin Universe Nation. How could the Tiwala Tribe not have heard of him?

The peerless prodigy who had challenged the Primal Tongtian Mountain at Cosmic level.

These members of the Tiwala Tribe had grown up listening to stories about defeating human geniuses. How could they not be interested in such supreme glory?

Moling Great World was vast and boundless. Zhou Lin alone had seen more than ten thousand cities along the way, while nearly all the remaining regions were covered in towering mountains.

The mountains were planted with vast stretches of dark-green bamboo.

If one looked down from an extremely high altitude, fifty percent of the entire continent was covered in such bamboo, as deep and immense as a dark-green ocean.

Ximo enthusiastically explained, "Our Tiwala Tribe is a Plant Lifeform, and we possess the Ink Bamboo Bloodline, so we planted a great deal of it."

This tribe was not organized into clans. Instead, it had established many cities, somewhat similar to the World Cities of the Blood Luo Continent.

The difference was that Immortals could be found almost everywhere in Moling Great World. They were not as scarce as on the Blood Luo Continent. At the very center of the entire world stood the Venerable Lord Hall.

The Venerable Lord Hall was tens of millions of kilometers high, reaching straight into the clouds. Its length and width were each more than a billion kilometers, making it the grandest building in the entire world.

This vast and magnificent structure was already comparable to several continents. Its entire body was dark green, while sacred, pale-golden light poured down from its peak and illuminated an area spanning several light-years.

It was the holy land of Moling Great World.

The bottom and middle sections were where the Immortals lived.

The Venerables lived at the top. As for their number, that was impossible to determine.

"Your Highness, we're about to arrive at Ruowa City." Ximo pointed toward the vast city ahead. "Our dealings with the Merchant Department are handled there as well."

Zhou Lin looked in the direction he indicated. A vast, enormous city had appeared ahead, even more spectacular than Luojin City on Imperial Capital Star.

The city was a riot of color, with all kinds of architectural complexes rising in profusion.

Countless residents looked up at them.

"How many cities like this are there in your territory?" Zhou Lin suddenly thought of something. Just how enormous was the population of the Tiwala Tribe?

Ximo said proudly, "There are a thousand large cities like Ruowa City in our entire world. The number of medium and small cities is impossible to calculate."

"A thousand?" Zhou Lin knew very well that every large city had to contain a King Immortal. In other words, the tribe alone had more than a thousand Kings!

The Human Race had only a hundred thousand Kings.

The number of Immortal Spirits was even more absurdly large. This was the foundation of a tribe.

Yet such a powerful tribe still needed to attach itself to the Human Race to have room to survive, and could only reside in a Cosmic Secret Realm.

The spaceship landed in the City Lord's Manor. Hundreds of Tiwala tribesmen stood in the spacious central plaza, warmly welcoming the human highness who had come from afar.

But Zhou Lin found it strange that he had not gained a single point of Prestige Value.

Even when it was time for the evening banquet, Zhou Lin still had not gained any Prestige Value.

The banquet was exceptionally grand. Dozens of Immortal Spirits accompanied him, the ingredients were all incredibly precious, and beautiful maids sang and danced.

According to Zhou Lin's calculations, this single banquet had cost at least several Hun Yuan units—equivalent to the entire fortune of many World Lords.

"Your Highness Zhou Lin." During the banquet, several Immortal Spirits came over to toast him. Facing this legendary peerless prodigy, they still knew how to maintain their proper status.

When the banquet was nearly over, Ximo approached Zhou Lin with a wine cup and said softly, "Your Highness, you may encounter some minor trouble in my tribe over the next few days."

"Oh?" Zhou Lin pretended to be puzzled. "Why is that?"

Ximo smiled. "If those juniors in my tribe learn that a human genius has come to visit, they will certainly challenge Your Highness. It wouldn't matter if they humiliated themselves, but it would be bad if they wasted your time."

The tribesmen could think whatever they wanted, but these Immortals knew Zhou Lin's strength.

In their estimation, anyone who wanted to contend with Zhou Lin would at least have to be a World Lord level genius.

Domain Lord?

The entire Tiwala Tribe could not produce a Domain Lord that powerful.

"I know." Zhou Lin replied calmly, but he did not think this matter could be kept under wraps. His spaceship had crossed so many regions of Moling Great World.

Defeating a human genius was the tribe's supreme glory.

Only extreme passion could keep a tribe vigorous and allow powerful individuals to emerge continuously, generation after generation. Perhaps as the years passed, it might even give birth to a Universe Master.

Ximo smiled. "If anyone challenges you, Your Highness, you may handle it however you wish. Making them understand the gap between you is a good thing as well."

Zhou Lin smiled when he heard this. Ximo clearly wanted him to act quickly and dispatch the challengers, so the matter's impact would be minimized.

This tribe was not as he had imagined. Its attitude toward him was polite yet distant, and it had no intention of deliberately currying favor with him.

A tribe with a Universe Overlord had greater confidence.

Both were affiliated tribes, but the Human Race treated them completely differently from the Golden Horn Tribe, which no longer had a Universe Overlord.

Their Moling Star, for example, was independent of this world and could even serve as an administrative planet of the Luojin Universe Nation.

Of course, the Tiwala Tribe's attitude was simply because they clearly understood what Zhou Lin had come for: to knock their tribe down a peg.

Over the years, the tribe's geniuses had always thought highly of themselves and looked down on humans. They had even honored the prodigy who had once defeated the Giant Axe Fighting Arena as a hero.

How could the higher-ups of the Tiwala Tribe not know about all this?

But they had tacitly allowed such behavior in secret. If a tribe wanted to rise, it had to possess the courage to challenge others.

"We'll talk about it later." Zhou Lin drained the wine in his cup, then made an excuse. "City Lord Ximo, I suddenly have some inspiration. I'd like to cultivate quietly for a while."

"Heh, all right."

Ximo smiled and turned to order, "Take His Highness to rest."

After Zhou Lin and the others left, Ximo's expression turned extremely grim.

A Marquis Immortal beside him sighed. "This Zhou Lin has come with bad intentions. We'll probably have to force a World Lord level genius to act."

Everyone knew that the subsequent challenges were unavoidable.

They all understood Zhou Lin's purpose without needing to say it.

"If our tribe could give birth to a Universe Master, the Human Race wouldn't dare treat us this way." Ximo gritted his teeth.

During tribe wars, the Golden Horn Tribe was always the first to charge forward and handle the dirty, exhausting work. Their Tiwala Tribe was somewhat stronger, but not by much.

Only a tribe with a Universe Master could possess autonomy.

Even when affiliated with a Peak Race, they would have considerable influence, and the Human Race would not dare knock them down a peg so casually.

"Tomorrow will be quite exciting." Zhou Lin was already looking forward to it.