Alien Science Cultivation

"Golden Finger? Engineers, from a Level 7 technological civilization? An intelligent robot from a Level 7 technological civilization, bound to a geo-engineer, actually traveled here...? And followed me to Shadow Peak... Oh my god, I've been noticed." The figure was Zhang Qiang. Doubt and an indescribable unease welled up in his heart. Although discovering his third dantian might be dangerous, being watched by someone who seemed intently watching him was even more unsettling.

He frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then closed his third dantian again. Then, he hurried toward the third floor of the dormitory. Along the way, various questions and concerns kept popping up in his mind, and his steps seemed a little heavy.

Walking through the first-floor lobby, one would occasionally spot a few monks gathered to discuss cultivation. Their expressions were focused and absorbed, sometimes engaging in heated debates, other times nodding and smiling, as if immersed in a mysterious and wondrous world. This impressed Zhang Qiang with the excellent academic atmosphere here, and he thought, perhaps here he could acquire the knowledge he longed for.

Arriving at my single dorm, just seven or eight square meters, the interior is simply furnished: a bed, a table a few inches high, and four futons. The style is quite primitive, with a touch of Japanese charm. The bedding on the bed is neatly folded, emitting a faint fragrance. The wood grain of the table is clearly visible, as if telling a story of time. The futons, though a bit dull in color, give off a sense of calm.

Zhang Qiang picked up a cushion and placed it on the table, then sat on it and fell into deep thought. After all, he was not used to sitting on the ground. Even in the cave, he sat on the rocks so that he could have more hiding places in case of a surprise attack.

"It seems that the Qingshan Sect can indeed be called the number one sect under the Holy Land. From the scientific method of recruiting students to the allocation of classes according to specialties, and for students with multiple specialties, the sect respects the wishes of the students without any coercion. This shows that the sect has given enough respect to the students. As for the Qingshan rules, in addition to prohibiting fellow disciples from killing each other, it does not restrict the students' hands and feet at all. The middle-aged master is even more domineering. Although he values Lin Ling, he is afraid of delaying Lin Ling. What on earth could make such a master say such helpless words? Is it the change of times? Or is it war..." Zhang Qiang kept picturing the middle-aged master in his mind, not missing any details.

"I'll go to the Sutra Library tomorrow... first figure out this Burning Heaven Bamboo Leaf... and become stronger as soon as possible." With this thought, Zhang Qiang began to practice quietly. He wanted to quickly establish the foundation of his first dantian. He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and gradually calmed his mind.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next morning. Sunlight streamed through the windows, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Zhang Qiang arrived at the main building as scheduled. Entering the first-floor lobby, he discovered that, aside from the various training equipment, the entire first floor was occupied by a large crowd. At a glance, everyone was wearing tight, figure-hugging clothes, each with a curvaceous figure. Beneath the thin black clothing, an incomparable allure emanated. The black clothes clung tightly to their bodies, outlining the graceful curves of the women...

Zhang Qiang was stunned and quickly shifted his gaze, pretending to look at the sports equipment in the hall. If it weren't for these equipment, he would have thought he had traveled through time again, and to a country like the Land of Women.

Zhang Qiang's arrival was naturally noticed by the group of girls. From time to time, bursts of laughter and whispers could be heard from the crowd, which made Zhang Qiang's face instantly hot. The laughter was as clear and sweet as a silver bell, but it made Zhang Qiang feel extremely embarrassed. Fortunately, a few moments later, new students arrived one after another, which made Zhang Qiang feel like he had grabbed a life-saving straw. Obviously, their first reaction was exactly the same as Zhang Qiang's, or even worse. However, with Zhang Qiang as a "straw", everyone gathered together in tacit understanding. Slowly, two waves of people appeared in the hall. One wave was beautiful and sexy beauties with long legs, and the other wave was like green onions, radishes, and daylilies in comparison...

After an awkward quarter of an hour, Senior Brother Wang Yu descended the main staircase in the middle of the second floor. Glancing around, he understood the current atmosphere and quickly explained to the black-clad girls, "Seniors and juniors... please go upstairs. New students are registering in the main hall today..." Then, a brisk patter of footsteps and playful laughter echoed, accompanied by a barrage of unbridled glances, sweeping through the crowd of new students, especially at Zhang Qiang and the other four boys. Those glances swept over them one after another, from top to bottom, from left to right...

Zhang Qiang felt vaguely like he'd been tricked. "Juniors, it's okay. You'll get used to it. Besides, boys and girls only attend classes together half the time, and separately the other half. The differences in body structure between boys and girls result in different speeds and reactions, so the standards are different, and the intensity and techniques of training will also vary..." With Wang Yu's explanation, Zhang Qiang finally felt a little more at ease. After all, with his seniors around, he could at least alleviate some of the pressure of being watched.

"Hehe... Welcome everyone to Shadow Peak..." A familiar, charming voice interrupted Wang Yu's explanation and Zhang Qiang's thoughts. "Wang Yan... I was wondering why I felt like I was being tricked, and now it's confirmed..." Zhang Qiang felt like slapping himself... "I won't introduce myself anymore... I'm the bishop here... You must obey me from now on... Hehe..." The twenty-two freshmen now understood that this woman's gentleness was as terrifying as her gentleness. At that moment, that charming voice sounded like a demonic call from hell.

"I will personally lead the first session. The Qingshan Sect has a total of thirteen peaks... fifteen main attack routes... ten elements, plus one for strength and one for agility, as well as weapons, elixirs, and formations... The sect has over ten thousand students, though this number fluctuates daily... eighty-six elders, twelve of whom are peak masters... You've met the sect master. As for potential elders, neither you nor I are qualified to know them. The sect provides you with shelter and the opportunity to cultivate your magical powers, but you can also learn on your own. If you don't understand something, the head priests and elders have an obligation to help you resolve it, and even seeking guidance from the sect master is not out of the question. Although most peaks are separated by element or specialty, any sect disciple may study there. Of course, access to the three cave dwellings for weapons, elixirs, and formations requires the approval of the elders of each cave dwelling... As for other information about the world of immortal cultivation, you can learn for free on the first floor of the Sutra Library. Hehe... to access the second, third, and fourth floors... you'll need to exchange them for contribution points. So-called contribution points..."