Alien Science Cultivation

Zhang Qiang's chest surged with energy. He quickly focused his mind, shutting off all senses, barely suppressing the surging blood and qi within him. As Wang Yan's laughter died down, everyone below the stage, save Lin Ling, Zhang Qiang, and the young woman named Chen Ying, remained unaffected by her own blood. Blood trickled from the corners of their mouths, to varying degrees! Some, even their chests, were stained red with their own blood! In just half an hour, Wang Yan had shown everyone what the most beautiful seduction and tenderness could be, and what endless terror and cruelty could be. Silence fell from the audience... while the laughter continued. Only then did the audience realize they were the very ones being mocked!

"Sister Lin Ling... hehe... dual elements of wind and fire, and top-notch affinity..." Wang Yan lowered her head, her face as rosy as a peach blossom, and smiled at Lin Ling in front of her. The smile was still charming, as if nothing had just happened! The audience was completely dumbfounded, and they also completely understood. They understood the laughter on the stage and realized their own ridiculousness...

"Sister...are you going to be a direct disciple of Elder Yao from Liehuo Peak? Or will you become a direct disciple of Elder Li from Fuyao Peak? Of course...you are also qualified to be a direct disciple of the Sect Master..." Before Wang Yan finished speaking, a flash of red light appeared above the training arena, bringing with it waves of heat. In an instant, a middle-aged man in a fiery red outfit appeared beside Wang Yan! He looked at Lin Ling in the audience with fiery eyes.

"Girl... as long as you come to our Fiery Peak... you will be my personal disciple... everything Fiery Peak has is yours..." the middle-aged man said hastily, without a care for anyone present. His voice was filled with eagerness and longing, as if Lin Ling was the most important treasure in his life...

"Good fellow... Old Yao... You have no moral principles... It's a good thing I stepped forward, or my beloved disciple would have been led astray by you... Don't you even look at your ugly face and scare my beloved disciple..." Elder Yao didn't wait for Lin Ling's reply, but instead received the sneer of an old man with a sage-like appearance and a feather fan in hand. The old man's voice echoed in the air like a melodious bell, carrying an otherworldly aura.

"Old Li... what's so ugly about me? That fiery red hair... that fiery red figure... those fiery red shoes... am I ugly? I haven't even thought you'd be disgusted by your poor appearance!" Elder Yao responded unyieldingly. His voice was filled with anger and dissatisfaction, as if he had been deeply insulted.

Wang Yan was also helpless! After all, Lin Ling's talent was incredible. She possessed a lot of dual elemental attributes, yet each element possessed top-tier affinity! Furthermore, the two elements supported each other, with wind fueling fire and fire drawing on wind's might... Wang Yan had never seen such a natural talent before. Watching the two elders bickering, neither conceding, she was helpless. After all, Wang Yan was the junior! She didn't dare to speak! She also knew the personalities of the two elders well. When Elder Li appeared, she quietly dodged...

A quarter of an hour later... the two elders were still arguing... They pulled out all kinds of rare treasures, as if they were showing off in front of Lin Ling to impress her. Seeing this, Zhang Qiang was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself, you have so many rare treasures, but people have to recognize you! You might as well just replace this pile of magic weapons with a pile of treasures, which would be more tempting to Lin Ling... And Lin Ling's expression was completely stunned! She couldn't believe that there were elders who were arguing like this for her... She couldn't help but turn around to find Zhang Qiang. She probably thought that in her heart, Zhang Qiang was the only one she trusted the most, and the current situation reminded her that Zhang Qiang once told her that she would look like a fairy in the eyes of immortals. Zhang Qiang naturally noticed Lin Ling's gaze, and responded to Lin Ling with a slight shake of his head and a gesture of silence. Zhang Qiang didn't know what he meant by "Don't move, don't talk", and whether Lin Ling could understand...

"Alright... stop arguing..." A whisper, laced with authority, echoed, and everyone on the main stage knelt. While the two elders didn't kneel, their expressions were undeniably the utmost respect for the voice's owner... bowing their heads and clasping their hands... in the direction of the voice... Zhang Qiang's heart tightened at the sound. This was definitely the academy's ultimate trump card. If anyone in this world could discover the secret of his three dantians, this would be the most dangerous moment Zhang Qiang had ever faced! Although it was simply a voice transmission, Zhang Qiang didn't feel any energy fluctuations, his eardrums didn't move, and it wasn't a sound in his head. It seemed as if the voice didn't even exist, yet it was clearly heard by everyone present! Even the little fox couldn't do it, let alone a casual voice transmission. Thinking of this, Zhang Qiang lowered his head even lower. Although Zhang Qiang knew it was useless, it was the only thing he could do. A moment later, a middle-aged man in blue and white slowly emerged from the void. His figure seemed to have emerged from a dream, carrying a mysterious and powerful aura. Every step he took seemed to tread upon the stars, exuding an unparalleled majesty. His face was handsome and majestic, his eyes revealing a profound wisdom and boundless power. His presence seemed to make the entire world stand still, everyone's eyes fixed on him, filled with awe and anticipation.

He stood with his hands behind his back, clad in a blue and white robe embroidered with thirteen vivid mountain peaks, a true-to-life replica of the Qingshan Sect. His jet-black hair was meticulously coiffed, not a strand out of place, as if each strand held its own, a testament to his rigor and self-discipline. His slender figure, like a towering mountain, exuded a sense of calm and reliability. His blue and white robe fluttered gently in the breeze, adding to his ethereal presence. He tilted his head slightly, revealing his graceful jawline. His eyes were deep and far-reaching, seemingly able to penetrate the world. He took another step forward, instantly appearing on the main stage several dozen feet away. He glanced at the audience with a smile, then fixed his gaze on Lin Ling, nodding slowly, "She's a good prospect... She has good talent, and even more precious is her pure heart..." After saying this, the man remained motionless, as if sensing something. Zhang Qiang grew increasingly nervous. Of course, there was someone even more nervous in the crowd than he was—the girl, just like Zhang Qiang, who had endured Wang Yan's terrifying laughter and demonic gaze! "Haha... don't be afraid... everyone has their own secrets... if you dare to come, I dare to take you in... haha... keep up the good work, little ones..." the middle-aged man said, looking at Lin Ling. However, to every new student in the audience, his words sounded like a warning to himself! Only Lin Ling's innocent glance through her long hair made the middle-aged man smile gently. "She's a gem in the rough... in the past, I would have definitely taken her in, but now I'm afraid of wasting her time... Elder Li, you will take her under your wing for three months, and then Elder Yao will take over for another three months. We'll take turns. She will have special privileges, free access to all the sect's peaks, pavilions, and halls... including my own palace. If you have any questions, little girl, you can ask me. As long as I'm here..." With that, the middle-aged man turned and walked out, disappearing into thin air again. Only after the ripples in the void completely dissipated did Zhang Qiang finally settle down. He glanced at the crowd, checking to see if anyone was more nervous than he was. "Hmm... there really is... Chen Ying, damn... seems to be from Shadow Peak too..." Zhang Qiang made a note of this person. He wasn't sure if the middle-aged man had noticed anything unusual about him, but he was certain that there was something wrong with Chen Ying... Zhang Qiang slowly raised his head again, looking towards the main stage. As the middle-aged man disappeared, the two elders responded and hurriedly disappeared from the stage! A moment later, Wang Yan's voice rang out again, "Hehe... Sister Lin... No! You should call me Uncle Lin..." Wang Yan's originally coquettish tone turned gentle and humble after she saw Lin Ling's clothes! Everyone realized that Lin Ling's shabby clothes were gone, replaced by clothes identical to the middle-aged man's! Her previously disheveled hair was tied back in a ponytail, and the spots on her face disappeared. The sudden change was so dramatic that everyone was stunned, yet also stunned! Although Zhang Qiang knew that Lin Ling was not ugly, he didn't expect her to be so beautiful...