No matter how strong w.a.n.g Ling was, he was in essence still a student, and since he was a student, he had to study . Actually, it felt like he was committing a crime by leaving a clone behind to take his place in school . It was like when many people played the whole summer or winter holiday away, and only did their homework on the last day .

But even if w.a.n.g Ling got Pen that guy to do his homework every time, it would take just a few minutes to finish it . . .

The bullet train, powered by spirit energy, sped on toward Winter city, covering tens of thousands of li in just a short three hours . And like everyone said, it was obvious that as they approached the city, the temperature dropped rapidly . Looking around the carriage, w.a.n.g Ling saw plenty of cultivators deliberately put on extra clothing .

Those who hadn't reached the Golden Core stage would find it a little difficult to withstand the chill in Winter city .

On this side, in contrast, none of the seven people from the chat group got up, nor did they put on more clothes; they looked quite at ease . Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was even wearing the long johns which w.a.n.g Ling had given him, so he wasn't afraid of the cold at all .

Looking at the white snowy landscape and the cloudless blue sky outside the train, w.a.n.g Ling's agitated heart settled significantly . Absorbing himself in homework was actually one way of calming himself down .

"Tch, is it getting below sixty degrees now? Some magic treasures have very low tolerance for the cold; in a stark environment like Winter city, they're probably only able to perform at half their power . " Fatty Luo looked outside the window .

Next to him, Dharmaraja glanced at Fatty Luo's unders.h.i.+rt, large shorts, and his palm-leaf fan, and s.h.i.+vered . "Brother Luo, can you put on some more clothes? I'm not cold, but looking at you makes me feel cold . "

That was Fatty Luo's trademark getup — an unders.h.i.+rt, shorts and the palm-leaf fan, the same way that Dharmaraja always had goggles with him .

"Who cares?" Fatty Luo automatically ignored Dharmaraja's complaint . "My unders.h.i.+rt and shorts are very good at keeping me warm . "

If Fatty Luo didn't say anything, no one would believe that these unders.h.i.+rt and shorts were actually magic treasures, and were even top-quality vestments .

About ten minutes later, an attendant's pleasant voice sounded throughout the train .

"Dear pa.s.sengers, thank you for taking the harmony cla.s.s spirit energy bullet train . We will be arriving at the final station, Winter city, shortly . Thank you for your support, and we look forward to seeing you again . Have a nice trip . . . "

When the seven of them got out at the station, each person was stopped at the exit and asked to produce their ID card .

This was exactly what Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had expected would happen .

Although Winter city was where Huaxiu's cultivation military troops were stationed, regular people weren't banned from coming here . It might be cold, but the snowy landscape views were truly a sight . . .

w.a.n.g Ling heard that back then, Little Black had drawn inspiration from an ice sculpture he had seen in Winter city to invent that "Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon . " The owners of the ice sculpture had been a gray-haired uncle who liked to pick his nose and a girl with her hair put up in buns 1 .

Because he had collected all types of maps of magic treasures over the years, Fatty Luo had the honor of being their guide this time .

With the location w.a.n.g Ling had earmarked using his Memory Sketching Skill combined with the map of Winter city, Fatty Luo could already basically verify Immortal Mansion's location .

"It's on Sanyuan Road! I'm sure of it!"

In the freezing wind and snow, Fatty Luo in his shorts stood on a long bench in the train station's front square and confirmed the final location for everyone with an excited face . "Lord Jingke! I'm coming to find you!"

This fanboy Fatty Luo's confidence in Jingke was clear from his words, since he had said "coming" instead of "saving . "

In his view, Jingke alone was more than strong enough to directly annihilate Immortal Mansion .

w.a.n.g Ling furrowed his eyebrows slightly . " . . . "

He just had a bad feeling . He recalled the prophetic dream which Loopy Toad had told him about previously . In it, a fatty had been tied to an iron post, and then had been pierced through the heart by countless arrows . . . w.a.n.g Ling had the faint feeling that among their number, if this fatty wasn't Fatty Luo, then it would be Dharmaraja .

"Brother Ling, is there a problem?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal asked, noticing that w.a.n.g Ling's expression didn't look very good .

w.a.n.g Ling hurriedly shook his head .

Before he could determine whether or not Loopy Toad's prophetic dream was real, w.a.n.g Ling thought that there was absolutely no need to cause panic .

"Then it's decided, let's go to Sanyuan Road first and take a look," said Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal .

"But how are we going to get there?" Cailian Zhenren asked .

Most of them weren't familiar with Winter city . Of the seven of them, only Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had been here several times on a.s.signment, but he still wasn't familiar with Sanyuan Road .

"Should we take an unlicensed car? I saw a lot of unlicensed car drivers sneaking around in the square just now . " Fatty Luo smiled s.h.i.+ftily .

In refining and collecting magic treasures over the years, he had actually racked up a record for robbing tombs . . . In each place he went to, he would hire an unlicensed car to take him to his destination, so those unlicensed drivers had maintained special connections with him .

"Brother Luo, forget your outrageous idea . . . it'd be very troublesome if we got caught in an unlicensed car . " Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sighed . "We'll use Dididache 2 and call for a commercial car . "

But just as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was about to open the app, a black commercial car approached them from a distance . . .

"Azure licence plates?" Everyone couldn't help frowning, since these plates were only used by Winter city's government .

While w.a.n.g Ling was feeling suspicious, his phone suddenly rang . He looked at the screen display — unexpectedly, it was Odd Zhuo who was calling . . .

Staring at the approaching government car, which was slowing down, w.a.n.g Ling finally answered the call after several seconds of his wrist.w.a.tch vibrating .

"h.e.l.lo, s.h.i.+fu !"As soon as he answered the call, Odd Zhuo on the other end was already talking excitedly . "Are you in Winter city now? Why didn't you tell me your disciple before you left?!"

" . . . "

w.a.n.g Ling's lips twitched, and while he was wondering how Odd Zhuo had found out, the latter was already explaining it . "Today, Warden Liang and I were checking out something related to the Master of Shadow Stream's younger sister in our custody, and his online surveillance system here has a record of your arrival in the city; we knew as soon as you swiped your third generation ID cards . Don't worry, s.h.i.+fu , I would never ever have the guts to monitor your movements!"

w.a.n.g Ling: " . . . "

Odd Zhuo: "The black commercial car in front of you was arranged by a colleague in Winter city's government upon our request . It's not easy to move around in Winter city, so feel free to have them take you wherever you want to go . "

w.a.n.g Ling: " . . . " As expected, a disciple was a s.h.i.+fu 's warm cotton-padded jacket 3 .

. . .

After saying that, Odd Zhuo hung up in excitement .

In the office at Songhai First Prison, Warden Liang looked at him strangely . "Director Zhuo . . . why are you so happy? Is your s.h.i.+fu going to pa.s.s on his teachings to you?"

"Oh, no . " Odd Zhuo shook his head, then sighed . "It's just that I've been so busy lately that I haven't seen my s.h.i.+fu in a long time . After talking with him on the phone, I feel much better . "

"Director Zhuo, something doesn't seem right about your s.h.i.+fu -and-disciple relations.h.i.+p . "

Warden Liang gave Odd Zhuo his opinion . "A s.h.i.+fu and disciple who don't meet often are just like lovers in a long-distance relations.h.i.+p; if you don't keep in touch regularly, it's likely that you won't be able to maintain this connection for long!"

It would have been better if Warden Liang hadn't said anything; when he finished, Odd Zhuo was a little anxious, and gripped his hand emotionally . "Many thanks for the warning, brother!"Warden Liang: "What are you doing?"

Odd Zhuo: "Buying a ticket to Winter city! I'm going to go look for my s.h.i.+fu !"

Warden Liang: " . . . "

Chapter 281 The Thoughtful DiscipleTranslator Henyee Translations Editor Henyee TranslationsNo matter how strong w.a.n.g Ling was, he was in essence still a student, and since he was a student, he had to study . Actually, it felt like he was committing a crime by leaving a clone behind to take his place in school . It was like when many people played the whole summer or winter holiday away, and only did their homework on the last day . But even if w.a.n.g Ling got Pen that guy to do his homework every time, it would take just a few minutes to finish it . . . The bullet train, powered by spirit energy, sped on toward Winter city, covering tens of thousands of li in just a short three hours . And like everyone said, it was obvious that as they approached the city, the temperature dropped rapidly . Looking around the carriage, w.a.n.g Ling saw plenty of cultivators deliberately put on extra clothing . Those who hadn t reached the Golden Core stage would find it a little difficult to withstand the chill in Winter city . On this side, in contrast, none of the seven people from the chat group got up, nor did they put on more clothes they looked quite at ease . Grenade Throwing Senior Immortal was even wearing the long johns which w.a.n.g Ling had given him, so he wasn t afraid of the cold at all . Looking at the white snowy landscape and the cloudless blue sky outside the train, w.a.n.g Ling s agitated heart settled significantly . Absorbing himself in homework was actually one way of calming himself down . Tch, is it getting below sixty degrees now Some magic treasures have very low tolerance for the cold in a stark environment like Winter city, they re probably only able to perform at half their power . Fatty Luo looked outside the window . Next to him, Dharmaraja glanced at Fatty Luo s unders.h.i.+rt, large shorts, and his palm leaf fan, and s.h.i.+vered . Brother Luo, can you put on some more clothes I m not cold, but looking at you makes me feel cold . That was Fatty Luo s trademark getup an unders.h.i.+rt, shorts and the palm leaf fan, the same way that Dharmaraja always had goggles with him . Who cares Fatty Luo automatically ignored Dharmaraja s complaint . My unders.h.i.+rt and shorts are very good at keeping me warm . If Fatty Luo didn t say anything, no one would believe that these unders.h.i.+rt and shorts were actually magic treasures, and were even top quality vestments . About ten minutes later, an attendant s pleasant voice sounded throughout the train . Dear pa.s.sengers, thank you for taking the harmony cla.s.s spirit energy bullet train . We will be arriving at the final station, Winter city, shortly . Thank you for your support, and we look forward to seeing you again . Have a nice trip . . . When the seven of them got out at the station, each person was stopped at the exit and asked to produce their ID card . This was exactly what Grenade Throwing Senior Immortal had expected would happen . Although Winter city was where Huaxiu s cultivation military troops were stationed, regular people weren t banned from coming here . It might be cold, but the snowy landscape views were truly a sight . . . w.a.n.g Ling heard that back then, Little Black had drawn inspiration from an ice sculpture he had seen in Winter city to invent that Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon . The owners of the ice sculpture had been a gray haired uncle who liked to pick his nose and a girl with her hair put up in buns 1 . Because he had collected all types of maps of magic treasures over the years, Fatty Luo had the honor of being their guide this time . With the location w.a.n.g Ling had earmarked using his Memory Sketching Skill combined with the map of Winter city, Fatty Luo could already basically verify Immortal Mansion s location . It s on Sanyuan Road I m sure of it In the freezing wind and snow, Fatty Luo in his shorts stood on a long bench in the train station s front square and confirmed the final location for everyone with an excited face . Lord Jingke I m coming to find you This fanboy Fatty Luo s confidence in Jingke was clear from his words, since he had said coming instead of saving . In his view, Jingke alone was more than strong enough to directly annihilate Immortal Mansion . w.a.n.g Ling furrowed his eyebrows slightly . . . . He just had a bad feeling . He recalled the prophetic dream which Loopy Toad had told him about previously . In it, a fatty had been tied to an iron post, and then had been pierced through the heart by countless arrows . . . w.a.n.g Ling had the faint feeling that among their number, if this fatty wasn t Fatty Luo, then it would be Dharmaraja . Brother Ling, is there a problem Grenade Throwing Senior Immortal asked, noticing that w.a.n.g Ling s expression didn t look very good . w.a.n.g Ling hurriedly shook his head . Before he could determine whether or not Loopy Toad s prophetic dream was real, w.a.n.g Ling thought that there was absolutely no need to cause panic . Then it s decided, let s go to Sanyuan Road first and take a look, said Grenade Throwing Senior Immortal . But how are we going to get there Cailian Zhenren asked . Most of them weren t familiar with Winter city . Of the seven of them, only Grenade Throwing Senior Immortal had been here several times on a.s.signment, but he still wasn t familiar with Sanyuan Road . Should we take an unlicensed car I saw a lot of unlicensed car drivers sneaking around in the square just now . Fatty Luo smiled s.h.i.+ftily . In refining and collecting magic treasures over the years, he had actually racked up a record for robbing tombs . . . In each place he went to, he would hire an unlicensed car to take him to his destination, so those unlicensed drivers had maintained special connections with him . Brother Luo, forget your outrageous idea . . . it d be very troublesome if we got caught in an unlicensed car . Grenade Throwing Senior Immortal sighed . We ll use Dididache 2 and call for a commercial car . But just as Grenade Throwing Senior Immortal was about to open the app, a black commercial car approached them from a distance . . . Azure licence plates Everyone couldn t help frowning, since these plates were only used by Winter city s government . While w.a.n.g Ling was feeling suspicious, his phone suddenly rang . He looked at the screen display unexpectedly, it was Odd Zhuo who was calling . . . Staring at the approaching government car, which was slowing down, w.a.n.g Ling finally answered the call after several seconds of his wrist.w.a.tch vibrating . h.e.l.lo, s.h.i.+fu As soon as he answered the call, Odd Zhuo on the other end was already talking excitedly . Are you in Winter city now Why didn t you tell me your disciple before you left . . . w.a.n.g Ling s lips twitched, and while he was wondering how Odd Zhuo had found out, the latter was already explaining it . Today, Warden Liang and I were checking out something related to the Master of Shadow Stream s younger sister in our custody, and his online surveillance system here has a record of your arrival in the city we knew as soon as you swiped your third generation ID cards . Don t worry, s.h.i.+fu , I would never ever have the guts to monitor your movements w.a.n.g Ling . . . Odd Zhuo The black commercial car in front of you was arranged by a colleague in Winter city s government upon our request . It s not easy to move around in Winter city, so feel free to have them take you wherever you want to go . w.a.n.g Ling . . . As expected, a disciple was a s.h.i.+fu s warm cotton padded jacket 3 . . . . After saying that, Odd Zhuo hung up in excitement . In the office at Songhai First Prison, Warden Liang looked at him strangely . Director Zhuo . . . why are you so happy Is your s.h.i.+fu going to pa.s.s on his teachings to you Oh, no . Odd Zhuo shook his head, then sighed . It s just that I ve been so busy lately that I haven t seen my s.h.i.+fu in a long time . After talking with him on the phone, I feel much better . Director Zhuo, something doesn t seem right about your s.h.i.+fu and disciple relations.h.i.+p . Warden Liang gave Odd Zhuo his opinion . A s.h.i.+fu and disciple who don t meet often are just like lovers in a long distance relations.h.i.+p if you don t keep in touch regularly, it s likely that you won t be able to maintain this connection for long It would have been better if Warden Liang hadn t said anything when he finished, Odd Zhuo was a little anxious, and gripped his hand emotionally . Many thanks for the warning, brother Warden Liang What are you doing Odd Zhuo Buying a ticket to Winter city I m going to go look for my s.h.i.+fu Warden Liang . . .