Chapter 1154: Chapter 1153: The 800 Disciples of Tiger Roar Sect

Although Murong You didn’t know why the Ice Plain Wolf ran away, being fortunate enough to survive meant he wasn’t in the mood to delve into the reasons.

"Maybe I scared it off; I’ve always been lucky." Lu Yang took credit for the action, believing that good deeds should be acknowledged.

Murong You looked at Little Lu in surprise, but on second thought, he realized that maybe Little Lu was right. Under normal circumstances, he would have certainly been dead.

If there was a difference from the usual situation, it was indeed the presence of Little Lu.

And the fact that Little Lu had fallen from such a high place was enough to prove that he was indeed lucky.

"Alright, alright, we’ll rely on your luck from now on."

Murong You knew that the longer they stayed at Soul-forgotten Cliff, the more likely they were to encounter danger. This time it was the Ice Plain Wolf; next time, it might be the Moon Shadow Sky Lion that could tear a Nascent Soul cultivator to shreds.

He quickly picked some Forget Sorrow Grass and took Lu Yang to the agreed meeting spot.

A rope dropped vertically from above, lowered by Murong You’s disciples.

"I’ll go up first, then you follow my lead and climb up," instructed Murong You. If both tried to climb the rope at the same time and something went wrong, they would both fall.

Murong You pulled himself up by the rope, carefully climbing the cliff face, while Lu Yang quickly followed, his actions even swifter than Murong You’s.

Although Lu Yang’s realm had dropped to the Foundation Establishment Stage, his control over his body was on a completely different level from Murong You.

Even if Lu Yang were to battle against his past self at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he could win with ease. This was why high level cultivators who suppressed their realms could be invincible among their peers.

"Master, are you alright?" At the cliff edge, three disciples showed concern for Murong You.

"That was a close call." Only after truly leaving Soul-forgotten Cliff did Murong You breathe a sigh of relief, producing three stalks of Forget Sorrow Grass.

"There are actually three stalks!" The three disciples rejoiced.

"Keep holding the rope; there’s still someone else coming up."

"There’s someone else down there?"

"Yes, a poor kid named Little Lu who also damaged his head."

When Lu Yang climbed up, he felt the pitying gazes of Murong You’s three disciples looking at him.

Wait, can you please stop spreading the word that I’ve damaged my head?

Lu Yang glanced at the three disciples, one at the Foundation Establishment Stage and two at the Qi Cultivation Stage.

Murong You entered Muxue City with his four disciples. The city walls were covered with a thick layer of ice, which Murong You explained had been there since the day Muxue City was founded, never melting over a thousand years.

In the Extreme Northern Lands, things like ten-thousand-year-old mysterious ice weren’t uncommon.

𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The population in the Extreme Northern Lands was sparse, with no unified government. The cities had little communication with one another, and what had happened in the Cultivation World years ago could still be considered news here.

"What, a Semi-Immortal Battle took place at the Western Paradise Temple, and an Immortal Battle occurred at Demon City?"

Murong You was shocked to hear people discussing this by the roadside. Both the Western Paradise Temple and Demon City were centers of major powers, supposedly safe places. Why did it sound more dangerous than their Muxue City?

Given the situation, Lu Yang suspected the people of the Extreme Northern Lands were unaware of his advancement to the Refining the Void Stage.

This place was indeed remote; he feared that not even his master’s enemies would be found here.

Then, Lu Yang saw an old bounty poster about Daoist Buyu posted by Lu Yang.

"What is this?"

Murong You whispered, "It’s said that the City Lord has a grudge against Daoist Buyu."

"I know you admire Lu Yang, but I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that. If the City Lord’s people find out, you’re done!"

Lu Yang held his forehead. "Master, can you stay honest for once? How do you even have enemies in the Extreme Northern Lands?"

"Why can’t you be more like me? I may roam everywhere, but I am kind to people and make no enemies."

"Forget it, I won’t go by Lu Yang anymore."

"What will you call yourself then?"

"Lu Doudou."

"We’re here," Murong You led Lu Yang to a building.

It had a signboard that read: Tiger Roar Martial Arts Hall.

There was a recruitment offer at the entrance: sign up for a three-month course and get half a month free, or sign up for one year and get three months free.

Entering the martial arts hall, Lu Yang saw a group of children earnestly practicing their punches, their voices young but in unison.

Every so often, someone would come in leading a child and inquire, "Is it true that you offer a free seven-day trial before deciding whether to sign up?"

"...Murong Sir, didn’t you say your Tiger Roar Sect has eight hundred disciples?"

Murong You appeared somewhat embarrassed: "We do have quite a lot of outer gate disciples, and the entry standards are indeed a bit low."

"It’s just that, considering how dangerous the Extreme Northern Lands are, we thought it’d be good for children to learn some martial arts for survival. If we’re lucky enough to find one with a Spirit Root, then we’ll make them inner sect disciples."

"If you’re temporarily without a place to stay, why not come teach martial arts at our hall?" Murong You suggested. Seeing that Lu Yang was at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he would be considered the second strongest in their Tiger Roar Sect.

However, since he was an outsider, it wouldn’t be prudent to let him access the core of the sect right away, but letting such a fine solitary cultivator slip away also pained him, so he came up with the idea of having him teach martial arts.

"Sure."

After observing the children’s Tiger Roar Fist for a while, which seemed similar to moves like the Imitation Fist and the Lion Roar Skill, Lu Yang thought he should have no problem teaching it—especially since he knew Jin Caiwei, the most formidable tiger in the world.

Murong You arranged for Lu Yang a place to stay where the concentration of Spiritual Energy was quite decent; although it was of no use to the current Lu Yang, it showed Murong You’s regard for him.

Lu Yang lay down and feigned death, reporting his situation to the sect.

Asking for help was a bit embarrassing, so he didn’t mention it proactively, hoping the sect would get the hint and send someone to take him back.

His third senior sister was at the Void Refinement Stage and practiced in the Demon Territory with several magic artifacts in hand. She could face Body Integration Realm without defeat, while he had nothing, which was quite dangerous.

...

"Elder Brother Dai, the Xuanyuan Sword Master—no, I mean Elder Brother Lu Yang has ’died’ again."

Gu Junye found Dai Bufan, who was taken aback.

Didn’t that kid Lu Yang ascend to become a Semi-Immortal in Buddha Country? What could have happened that he needed to play dead again?

"Junior Brother Lu said he accidentally arrived at the Extreme Northern Lands."

"What’s he doing running off to the Extreme Northern Lands?" Dai Bufan wondered. Did Lu Yang think he’d stirred up too much trouble and went seeking ten-thousand-year-old Mysterious Ice in the Extreme Northern Lands to freeze himself and become a scourge on the Cultivation World in tens of thousands of years?

Dai Bufan immediately reported Lu Yang’s situation to Yun Zhi.

"Junior Brother went to the Extreme Northern Lands, that’s a good mindset."

"A good mindset?"

"Junior Brother must feel that he’s too comfortable in Buddha Country and lacking in hardship. He went to the Extreme Northern Lands to challenge and temper himself."

"But Junior Brother Lu said he went to the Extreme Northern Lands by accident."

Yun Zhi waved her hand, unconcerned. "Junior Brother has always been modest; that’s just a humble way for him to express it."