High in the sky, Linley recalled the commotion at the test site yesterday and could not help but sigh helplessly.

"Uncle, I know you plan to show the power of the Sanctuary, but there is no need to release forbidden magic, right?"

"What else?" Hai Wen glanced at him and said calmly, "The only thing that can prove the identity of a Sanctuary magician is forbidden magic, right?"

"And I only cast the single-target forbidden magic 'Dimensional Blade'. If I had used 'Storm of Destruction' or 'Heaven Collapse and Earth Shattering', the entire Ernst Academy would have become history."

Linley looked at him speechlessly, then rubbed his temples with a headache.

"No, have you forgotten what magic I used?"

"Of course not, Guardian Saint of the Earth..."

Halfway through his speech, Haven's voice suddenly stopped.

Linley sighed and said, “Now you realize it, right? The Earth Guardian Armor will turn into a magic diamond when it is in the Holy Land. You only need to show the Earth Guardian Armor like I did to prove your identity. There is no need to release forbidden magic!”

“…”

Haven turned his head away and did not answer.

Linley stared at his profile speechlessly, then sighed helplessly.

"Is it really okay for us to just run away?"

"The vice president threatened yesterday that he would find the best painter to paint our portraits, and also find a stone carving master to put our statues in the Ernst Academy. Your statue can be placed in the front, side by side with the first president."

"This kind of honor only comes once in a thousand years. If we discard it like a piece of trash, wouldn't that be too disrespectful to the academy?"

"Face?" Zuo Yu's disdainful voice came from the golden red bracelet, "Face is something you have to earn yourself. Haiwen is willing to graduate from Ernst College, which is already a great honor for them. Do they dare to ask for anything else?"

"Don't even think about leaving without saying goodbye. Even if Haiwen refuses to their face, they still have to send him off with a smile!"

Lin Lei said helplessly, “Mr. Zuo Yu, I understand what you said, and I know my uncle’s personality. However, our Baruch family still has to live here, so there is no need to leave such an impression on others, right?”

"Also, little uncle, you are a powerful Saint in the eyes of the outside world. If you want to leave, go ahead, but why do you have to take me with you?"

Zuo Yu smiled and said, “Lin Lei, you still haven’t changed your mindset. Now that the news of Haven’s promotion to the Holy Domain has spread, it’s not us who should be thinking about how to leave a good impression, but those forces that want to recruit Haven.”

"As for you, Haven is helping you by taking you away."

“No matter how cold and indifferent the Saint Domain masters are, they dare not offend them, but you are different.”

"If Haiwen doesn't take you away, you and your three roommates won't have a peaceful life in the future. Many big shots from the Yulan Continent will come to visit you, and even the Holy See of Light will come to recruit you."

"You can refuse the offer from the Kingdom of Finlay, so can you refuse the Holy See of Light?"

"That is one of the most colossal monsters on the Yulan Continent. There are at least two dozen Saint Domain experts hidden inside it..."

"That's enough, you two!" Haiwen said unhappily. "What nonsense! I haven't thought about it so much. I promised the portraits and stone sculptures of Ernst College, and I won't break my promise."

“As for the offers from the big powers, I will also turn them down on behalf of Linley…”

Linley was slightly startled when he heard this, and then asked in confusion, “So where are we going today?”

Haiwen said calmly: "Go to the Warcraft Mountains to catch a Holy Land dragon, then go home to see my cousin and help him awaken the blood of the dragon blood warrior."

Having said this, Hai Wen waved his hand, and wind power surged out, enveloping Lin Lei and instantly speeding him up.

In just a few seconds, the two arrived above the central area of ​​the Monster Mountain Range.

Hai Wen exuded powerful divine power. He glanced at the mountains below and said loudly, "Di Lin, come out and see me!"

"Come out and see me!"

The rolling sound waves, carrying with them the power of wind, spread out, shocking countless high-level monsters in the Monster Mountain Range and making them tremble in fear.

Even some sanctuary-level monsters, after sensing the terrifying divine power mixed in the sound waves, could not help but frantically restrain their breath, for fear that they would be discovered by the strange and terrifying existence in the sky.

Not long after, a golden light flashed, and Di Lin appeared in front of the two of them, looking at Haiwen with a bad face.

"You again, what on earth do you want to do?!"

"Nothing, I just want to make a deal with you."

Haiwen looked at him calmly and said, "You should have ruled the Warcraft Mountains by now. Give me a Holy Land Dragon. In return, I will personally owe you a favor and will help you once in the future."

"……Um?"

Di Lin was slightly startled, then frowned and began to think.

Seeing his expression, Hai Wen thought he was unwilling, so he added again: "Don't worry, I just want it to provide some blood, I won't kill it."

...Is this what I care about?

Di Lin looked at him speechlessly, then thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "It's not impossible to give you a Holy Domain Dragon, but I'm not satisfied with the conditions, so I have to change it."

"……oh?"

Haven narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand slightly, and a shocking light blue arc wind blade appeared on the edge of his palm.

Seeing this scene, Di Lin hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, what I mean is, I don't want your favor, I want his!"

Having said this, Di Lin turned his gaze towards Lin Lei who was standing beside him.

Linley was stunned for a moment, and he and Haiwen beside him looked at each other in bewilderment.

"My favor, why?"

Di Lin chuckled and asked, “Linlei Baruch, right? How old are you this year?”

Linley answered honestly, “Fifteen years old.”

Di Lin chuckled and said, "A fifteen-year-old eighth-level magician is indeed a peerless genius!"

"With your cultivation speed, it is only a matter of time before you are promoted to the Saint Realm. I believe that within thirty years, you will definitely become one of the top Saint Realm experts on the Yulan Continent!"

Linley didn’t know why Di Lin wanted to praise him, but he still said modestly, “Your Excellency is too kind.”

Hai Wen frowned: "Di Lin, what do you want to say?"

Di Lin looked at Hai Wen in surprise.

After a little thought, he asked tentatively: "You have been a god for so many days, hasn't Lord Beirut looked for you yet?"

Haiwen was slightly startled, and said thoughtfully: "Lord Beirut... is he the King of Warcraft in the Dark Forest?"

Di Lin smiled and said, "I see. Although I don't know why Lord Beirut never came to you, if I don't tell you these things, I won't be able to continue trading with you. So, I'll do you another favor!"

At this point, Di Lin's expression straightened up and he said, "Do you know what the nickname of Yulan Continent is in the eyes of the gods of the highest plane?"

Haven frowned and asked, "What?"

Di Lin said in a serious tone: "The Cemetery of the Gods!"

"Five thousand years ago, due to some special reasons, many powerful people from other planes came here. After countless battles, except for a very few top powerhouses who left alive, all the rest, from the upper gods to the saints, died here."

"And the Cemetery of the Gods is where they are buried."

"This place opens once every thousand years. Every time it opens, those holy realm beings recognized by god-level strongmen are qualified to enter."

"I just met the messenger sent by Lord Beirut two days ago. He recognized my identity as the King of the Monster Mountain Range and gave me some places to enter the Cemetery of the Gods."

At this point, Di Lin turned his head and looked at the mountains behind him, sighed and said: "You have seen my three children. Although they are holy domain monsters with powerful bloodlines, with their talents, the possibility of them reaching the god level on their own in the future is very low."

“So, I set my sights on the Cemetery of the Gods.”

"That place has countless opportunities and treasures, as well as lower-level godhoods that, after being refined, can allow Saint Domain powerhouses to step into the god-level."

As he spoke, Di Lin turned around, stared at Lin Lei and said, “So, my condition is that if you are qualified to enter the Cemetery of the Gods in the future, you can take care of those three children for me…”

Taking care of the sanctuary beasts?

...Just him?

Linley couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile: “You think too highly of me!”

Di Lin smiled slightly, turned his head and looked at Hai Wen beside him and said, "The next time the Tomb of the Gods will be opened is in the 10023rd year of the Yulan calendar, which is 26 years from now."

“I believe that with Linley’s talent, twenty-six years is enough for him to become a Saint Realm ultimate powerhouse.”

Linley couldn’t help but ask, “What is the limit of the holy domain?”

Hai Wen said calmly: "It's the realm before I broke through to the god level."

Di Lin nodded, glanced at Hai Wen and said, "This realm is only one step away from becoming a god, but this step is a natural barrier. Some people may be able to break through and become a god in a split second, like your uncle, but some people have to stay in this realm for tens of thousands of years, like my child, and those secluded Saint Realm ultimate masters on the Yulan Continent."

"I see."

Linley suddenly understood.

Hai Wen nodded and said, “I accept your terms on behalf of Linley… Where is the Sanctuary Dragon?”

"Wait a moment."

The young man in the dark golden robe turned into golden light and disappeared in front of the two people.

Not long after, a black dragon with a body length of over several hundred meters flew over, and on its head stood Di Lin who had just left.

"This guy's name is Bartelle. He is one of the former lords of the Monster Mountain Range, a sanctuary-level black dragon."

"From today on, he will serve under you. If you like, you can sign a master-servant soul contract with him. If you don't like him, you can do whatever you want with him. I will never interfere."

Di Lin's indifferent words came from above his head, and the Black Dragon's body trembled, and he lowered his head tremblingly.

Haiwen glanced at the black dragon, then turned to look at Linley and said, “Do you want it?”

Linley was slightly startled, and with a complicated look in his eyes he refused: “I have Beibei.”

Haiwen nodded and said, "Then take it back to Hogg!"

Seeing Hai Wen and Di Lin decide the life and death of a Holy Domain Black Dragon in just a few words, Lin Lei felt extremely complicated.

In his eyes, the Holy Domain Black Dragon is undoubtedly a powerful existence capable of destroying cities and countries, but in front of the stronger God-level powerhouses, the Holy Domain Black Dragon is nothing more than an ant with the power of life and death.

...Sure enough, Zuo Yu was right. In the Magnolia Continent, strength is ultimately the most important thing.

Honor, face, and social skills are nothing in the face of absolute power!

Thinking of this, Linley couldn’t help but clench his fists and thought to himself:

"Become a Saint Realm Ultimate Power within 26 years?"

"Don't worry, I can do it!"