The Thoughtful Disciple

No matter how strong Wang 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 Wang 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, Wang 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.