The Leisurely Life of a Young Man in the World of Cultivation

They initially thought nothing major would happen for a while, but according to divination, these disciples would face a life-or-death crisis two months later.

It should be noted that these people had all taken the Creation Twin Heart Pill and even possessed the Great Fortune Technique bestowed upon them, yet they still couldn't survive and ultimately perished together.

Upon learning this, he immediately made a decision.

"Changshou, the situation is very bad. Our disciples are facing a life-or-death crisis!"

"Looks like we have no choice but to go now!"

Upon learning of the life-or-death crisis, Ma Changshou disregarded everything else and his face immediately turned serious.

"Fine, though I don't know who dared to touch my disciple, don't blame me for unleashing a massacre!"

Ma Changshou was clearly suppressing his anger. Luckily, he had asked Lu Changfeng to come and inquire today, otherwise he would have truly regretted it.

Lu Changfeng nodded in agreement.

"Alright, let's set off then!"

Immediately after sending messages to their parents and other important people, the two boarded the Fuxing bullet train and headed towards the polar regions.

Thanks to Lu Changfeng's improved cultivation, it now only takes half the time to reach the Endless Canyon.

Fortunately, the train could run automatically, so he and Ma Changshou were quite comfortable, but the disciples of the two on the other side were not so comfortable.

"Quick, get out of here! These snow spirits have spotted us!"

Behind them, in the endless snowfield, dozens of giant snow spirits, each over a hundred meters tall, exuded a terrifying aura, their every move seemingly carrying the power to destroy the world.

Without a doubt, these snow spirits were all at the Nascent Soul stage. Although they were only at the early Nascent Soul stage, it was like the end of the world for these people who had just entered the Golden Core stage.

As the Yeti drew closer, the blond-haired youth, now in his human form, immediately shouted,

"Quickly, disciples number 30 to 35, get out of your luck cycle and smash them into these bastards!"

Upon receiving the order, disciples numbered 30 to 35 immediately turned the car around, activated their self-defense mechanisms, and leaped onto their waiting companions.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Suddenly, five earth-shattering explosions came from behind, and the entire world was dyed red in an instant.

The yeti that had been chasing them instantly vaporized without making a sound.

However, the fleeing crowd ahead showed little joy upon seeing this scene; they simply continued their escape at breakneck speed.

Because they knew that the Yetis they had killed were too scattered, and even five large transport vehicles would only be a drop in the ocean.

Sure enough, not long after, dozens of Nascent Soul stage snow spirits reappeared in the snowfield, frantically chasing after the group.

Seeing this scene unfold again, Xinmo and the others sitting in the Grand Canal were even more furious.

"Damn it, how many Nascent Soul stage yetis are there?!"

"In the past two months, thanks to our good fortune, we've taken down over a hundred of these Nascent Soul stage Snow Spirits!"

"Why are there still some left?!"

Even so, these snow spirits continued their relentless pursuit.

At this moment, Da Huang sighed as he looked at his surroundings.

"I have even worse news to share!"

"We seem to have stumbled into a giant maze. We've been running for two months, still circling on the inner edge of the polar region, but we haven't left!"

Although Da Huang had one more thing he didn't say, everyone knew it.

If they cannot break through, then death will be their only fate.

The polar regions are extremely cold, and the inner polar regions are even colder, so to survive here, one needs to maintain spiritual energy at all times.

Once their spiritual energy is exhausted, even if they are Golden Core cultivators, all that awaits them is death.

Fortunately, they had the Great Luck Technique bestowed upon them by their master. This technique did not require them to consume their spiritual energy; otherwise, they would not have been able to last even half a month, let alone two months.

But even so, the results are the same.

It's just that one dies faster and the other dies slower!

As for why they didn't lower the formation, well, it's something that can be hidden right under the noses of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The problem is that the formation consumes spirit stones, and most importantly, once they hide inside the formation, they will be surrounded, and there will be no chance of escape.

So they ultimately chose the current approach.

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask,

"Senior brother, did we make a mistake by coming out on this training trip?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Hua and the others wanted to refute it, but they didn't know what to say.

To say this is correct? Then they are now dying a slow death.

But to say this is wrong? Then what about their Golden Core stage cultivation and the improvement in their aptitude?

For a moment, all that remained on the scene was the roar of the Yeti chasing after them and an overwhelming sense of oppression.

While they were in silence, a button near the steering wheel of the Dayun suddenly lit up.

Then a voice that didn't belong to any of them rang out.

"Oh dear, whose baby is about to cry? Let me take a look!"

Upon hearing this, not only Bai Hua and his group, but even Xin Mo and his group were surprised, followed by boundless joy.

"Master, is that you, Master?"

"Waaaaah, Master, I miss you so much!"

"Uncle-Master Lu, Uncle-Master Lu, from now on you're my father! I won't accept any arguments against it!"

"Master, waaaaah, please come save us!"

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If the previous atmosphere was oppressive, then now comes just as many surprises, and the surprises aren't over yet.

Then another voice rang out; it was indeed Ma Changshou.

"Xin Mo, you four idiots! You said you'd be careful when you go out, and this is how careful you are?!"

"Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have let you out! Look at the state you've become!"

"When you get back, you'll have to train until you drop dead!"

Faced with Ma Changshou's stern reprimand, Xin Mo and the others were not angry at all; instead, they all burst into tears.

"Waaaah, Master, you're here too! That's wonderful!"

"Master, come quickly and save me!"

Compared to the joy of the second and third disciples, the eldest disciple, Xin Mo, and the fourth disciple, Yue Yun Jin, remained much calmer.

At that moment, they looked at the snow spirit behind them and immediately said,

"Master, run! There are more than ten Nascent Soul stage Snow Spirits behind us! You can't defeat them!"

"Yes, Master, run!"

On the other side of the snow, Ma Changshou grinned.

"Brother Lu, they're looking down on me, aren't they!"

Lu Changfeng nodded with certainty.

"Indeed, it seems that if you don't show off your skills today, you might never be able to hold your head high in front of the land again!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Changshou also laughed, though his laughter was tinged with resentment.

"Hehehe, today I'll show them that I, Ma Changshou, am not someone to be trifled with!"

As he spoke, an aura belonging to the Nascent Soul stage surged forth, and the surrounding snowflakes were instantly blown far away upon encountering this aura.