Normal spirit swords would start training after they were a certain distance away from their masters, but Jingke was different; Wang Ling could sense his aura from start to finish.
This was the benefit of cultivating once a month to increase the rapport between spirit swords.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wang Ling carefully sensed Jingke's aura. It was as if he had a radar in his head, and he knew exactly where Jingke was.
Just over an hour later, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal saw Wang Ling open his eyes. "How is it, Brother Ling? Any news?"
Using Memory Sketch, Wang Ling drew a map and marked a red dot on it.
"This is …" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal frowned. He hadn't expected Immortal Mansion's final stronghold to actually be in Winter city.
Winter city's geographical location was relatively special. It was located in the extreme north of Huaxiu nation, and happened to be the exact opposite of Little Black's border laboratory; they were on opposite ends of the map.
The reason why Winter city was special was that ordinary people couldn't withstand the bitter cold there, and basically no ordinary people lived there. All kinds of magic treasure traders in the cultivation circle hated this place, because magic treasures would often freeze as soon as they were taken out of their pockets. There was no room for low-quality magic treasures in Winter city at all.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had speculated a lot about the possible locations of Immortal Mansion's headquarters, but he hadn't considered Winter city. Although Winter city's environment was very harsh, it was very suitable for cultivation, and a lot of Huaxiu's military cultivation troops were stationed there. Logically speaking, no dark force would dare make a move here.
But Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had miscalculated.
"It's actually Winter city." The young man in white pursed his lips. He should have thought of it earlier!
Although they knew the final location of Immortal Mansion's headquarters, getting there was a new problem.
Winter city didn't have an airport, because there had been many accidents in which engines had been directly frozen, so the general way to get to Winter city was by bullet train.
"Can't we teleport?" Loopy Toad, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly asked.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was astonished. "When did Brother Toad learn to talk?"
Loopy Toad: "… I've always been able to talk!"
"Then I'm really sorry, I thought Brother Ling was a boring person." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal laughed. "There are a lot of troops stationed in Winter city, so outsiders are closely monitored. Since Immortal Mansion's headquarters is there, it's likely that their top executives have hidden identities. We'll use our third-generation ID cards to take a bullet train. Going through the proper procedures is actually the safest way. If we let Brother Ling teleport us over, it'll be very awkward if the police come to check our IDs. "
Saying this, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal turned to look at Wang Ling. "So, Brother Ling, have you decided?"
Wang Ling sighed and raised his head to look in the direction of Winter city.
Listen to you.
Without saying anything else, he looked at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and spoke telepathically.
Come to think of it, Wang Ling suddenly remembered that he had never taken a bullet train in his life …
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June 26th was Monday in the tenth week of the semester.
He left a clone behind to go to school on his behalf.
Just as dawn broke, Wang Ling arrived at Songhai city train station.
At this time, the breakfast stalls had just been set up and the pancake stalls were just warming up. Wang Ling stepped into the VIP waiting room reserved for cultivators. At this time, the number of people was still relatively sparse. If they waited for another hour, the number of people in the ordinary waiting hall outside would skyrocket.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had booked the train tickets to Winter city, and the departure time was 6: 40.
Wang Ling wasn't in the habit of being late, and preferred to arrive early.
He looked down at the estimated time of arrival marked on the train ticket. It would take three hours to get to Winter city by bullet train, and after three hours, this dark force that had been harassing him would completely disappear from Middle Earth.
Looking at the train ticket, Wang Ling sighed deeply.
He just wanted to live an ordinary life …
Why did they have to force him to act …
While he was pondering this, Wang Ling's wristwatch phone rang.
It was a call from Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
"Brother Ling, are you already here? I just picked up Brother Luo, and I'm on my way to the station now. I'll be there in about ten minutes! Cailian Zhenren from the group is also coming with us. " Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said, "Brother To isn't coming with us … hm, he probably ran into some trouble. Brother Ling, see if you can help him later."
"???" Wang Ling had a puzzled expression on his face.
"It's like this, you know, he has a fighting lion. It just so happens to be in heat recently … "
There was astonishment in Wang Ling's eyes. "…" So, this fighting lion had …
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Brother Ling, don't get the wrong idea … it just so happened that Brother To disturbed this fighting lion when it was in heat yesterday, so it's biting his head now and won't come down no matter what."
Wang Ling: "…"
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…
About five minutes after Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal hung up, Wang Ling saw a young man with his upper body covered in blood calmly walk into the VIP waiting hall with a fighting lion on his back. Just as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had said, this fighting lion had been biting Immortal Toya's head and wouldn't let go …
Wang Ling: "…"
It wasn't just Wang Ling who saw this scene; anyone who saw it would be extremely horrifying and shocking.
The security personnel who followed Immortal Toya looked like they wanted to stop this kind of violation of the rules when pets were brought into the waiting hall, but they were too afraid to step forward. In the end, they could only raise a handheld loudspeaker from a distance and issue a warning. "Sir in front! Pets are not allowed in this waiting hall! "
Alarmed by the loudspeaker's shrill voice, the fighting lion glanced at the security personnel out of the corner of its eye. Their faces were instantly covered in fine beads of sweat, and they didn't dare speak at all.
Each of them wanted to cry but had no tears … Mom, this fighting lion was a little scary!
"Hi, Senior Ling!"
The young man sensed Wang Ling's aura. He raised his hand and greeted Wang Ling from a distance.
Wang Ling: "…"
Knowing that Wang Ling was in front of him, it was as if Immortal Toya had found a life-saving straw. "Senior Ling … do you have a way to help me get down?"
Wang Ling sighed and deliberately circled around to the back of the fighting lion as he slowly approached Immortal Toya.
When he was behind the fighting lion, Wang Ling stretched out a finger and wrapped his aura around it as he poked the fighting lion's broad back.
The originally agitated fighting lion was instantly so scared that its hair stood on end, and it jumped down from Immortal Toya's back.
The fighting lion was so frightened by Wang Ling that it curled up and trembled on the ground.
"Thank you, Senior Ling!" Finally able to breathe fresh air again, the young man felt as if he had been pardoned.
He couldn't care less about the mess on his body. He squatted down and touched the lower half of the fighting lion's body. Finally, he sighed deeply. "Now, not only is the heat over … I'm afraid there won't be a heat anymore."
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