Chapter 3: Ambushed Midway, the Perilous Cultivation World!_1

Night had fallen.

Lu Yuanding led a group of people to rest outside in the wilderness.

And one had to admit, these spiritual steeds were indeed incomparable to ordinary horses.

Lu Changsheng didn't know how to ride, but even after a day of travel, he didn't feel very tired.

"May I ask the Lu Family Head, how long will it take to reach Qingzhu Mountain?"

At this moment, a young man inquired.

"These spiritual steeds can cover a thousand miles a day; at this pace, it will take just over half a month to reach Qingzhu Mountain,"

Lu Yuanding answered.

A thousand miles a day?

Just over half a month?

Hearing these words, everyone exchanged glances with rather unpleasant expressions on their faces.

Lu Changsheng was also left somewhat speechless.

It was incredibly far indeed.

Lu Yuanding seemed oblivious to the grim looks on everyone's faces.

He took out a porcelain bottle and said, "Half a month will pass by quickly."

"These are Fasting Pills, after eating one, you will not feel hunger for a month. Come, one for each person."

Saying this, he distributed a Fasting Pill to each person.

Lu Changsheng looked at the soybean-sized brown elixir in his hand a few times and, without thinking too much, swallowed it directly.

Now that he was on board, he'd have to eat the elixir even if it were poisoned.

Moreover, there was no need for the Lu Family to harm them.

After consuming the Fasting Pills, during the rest period, several young men began to sit cross-legged to cultivate, clearly already possessing cultivation techniques.

Li Feiyu, on the other hand, went to one side to practice martial arts alone.

Through earlier conversations, Lu Changsheng learned that Li Feiyu, the young deputy leader of the Crimson Whale Gang, was highly skilled in martial arts.

Being just eighteen years old, he was already considered a top-tier expert in the martial world.

After resting for about three or four hours, the group continued on their way.

And so it went.

In the monotonous grind of traveling, half a month passed by.

"Brace yourselves, we're about to arrive at Qingzhu Mountain,"

Lu Yuanding, riding a spiritual steed on the official road, called out to the listless youths behind him.

After half a month of monotonous travel, everyone had become numb, their bodies and minds exhausted.

Lu Changsheng appeared listless as well.

In his past life, simply sitting in a car for a day left him feeling uncomfortable.

Let alone traveling by horse for half a month.

Hearing Lu Yuanding's words that they were soon arriving at Qingzhu Mountain, everyone's spirits were visibly lifted.

The days of hardship were finally coming to an end.

The five accompanying cultivators from the Lu Family also breathed a sigh of relief.

Their mission for venturing out was a family task to ensure the safe homecoming of the immortal seedlings.

However, just at that moment, suddenly,

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

Several dozen crystalline, sharp ice cones erupted from the ground nearby, shooting towards Lu Changsheng and the others with fierce momentum.

"No good, we're under attack!"

Upon seeing this, Lu Yuanding's expression changed drastically, and he shouted in anger.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand, fingers spread wide, casting out balls of fire radiating intense heat to intercept the ice cones.

"Protect the immortal seedlings!"

The other five Lu Family cultivators also used their abilities, creating earthen walls and water barriers to shield Lu Changsheng and the rest of the immortal seedlings.

However, faced with so many ice cones, three immortal seedlings were still pierced through their chests and fell from their spiritual steeds with a 'thump,' lifeless.

"So this is the Cultivation World."

Lu Changsheng looked at the horrifying scene, couldn't help swallowing, and his complexion turned slightly pale.

He might have been a person from another world, but neither in his previous life nor in this one had he ever witnessed such slaughter.

This was his first time.

At this moment, he gained a clear understanding of the cruelty of the Cultivation World.

"Hahaha, Lu Yuanding, did you think you could take these immortal seedlings back without asking my Chen Family?"

From within the earth, one cultivator after another burst forth.

The leader was a tall middle-aged man dressed in a crimson robe.

"Chen Shuisheng, you dare to run rampant within the boundary of Qingzhu Mountain!"

Seeing the man in the red robe, Lu Yuanding shouted coldly.

He naturally recognized the other party.

It was their nemesis, the Chen Family Patriarch of the Red Leaf Valley, from the Lu Family of Qingzhu Mountain!

But he had not expected the latter to dare to launch a sneak attack right at their doorstep.

However, it was indeed the best time for the opposition to set an ambush.

Everyone was not only exhausted but also had their guard down.

While speaking, he quickly burned a yellow talisman in his hand.

It was a Transmission Talisman!

Requesting aid from the family!

"Quick battle, quick decision, kill!"

Chen Shuisheng let out a cold laugh, his lips moving slightly as he clapped his hands forward, bringing forth biting coldness and conjuring sharp ice spikes that flew towards Lu Yuanding.

And the ten cultivators behind him also took action, attacking the Immortal Seedlings including Lu Changsheng.

Their target was not to kill the members of the Lu Family, but the Immortal Seedlings!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two sides began to clash.

The Chen Family had the advantage in numbers and therefore had the upper hand; coupled with the Lu Family's need to protect the Immortal Seedlings, they were at a disadvantage and immediately fell behind.

"Pfft!"

Just then, a cyan Wind Blade shot forth, breaking through the Lu Family's defenses and slicing one of the Immortal Seedlings next to Lu Changsheng in half.

Blood splattered and sprayed onto Lu Changsheng, causing his mind to go blank.

"Be careful!"

Another Wind Blade broke through the defenses and shot towards Lu Changsheng.

But Li Feiyu, quick-eyed and agile, leapt up and tackled Lu Changsheng to the ground, dodging the attack.

"Thank you, Brother Li."

Lu Changsheng came back to his senses, his heart still racing with fear.

If it weren't for Li Feiyu's timely move, the Wind Blade would have struck him, and he would have undoubtedly died.

As a transmigrator with a system, it would have been truly frustrating to die in such a manner.

After witnessing the cruelty of this world, Lu Changsheng, although scared, found his desire to cultivate even stronger.

In this world where the law of the jungle prevails, without strength, you're nothing but an ant, your life as fragile as a blade of grass!

"Wuu wuu, cultivation is too dangerous, I want to go home!"

"Please, let me go, this has nothing to do with me."

"Run, staying here is just waiting for death!"

Seeing the Lu Family members at a disadvantage and several Immortal Seedlings slain, some seedlings begged for mercy while others chose to flee.

However.

No sooner had two of them left the protection of the Lu Family than they were killed by fireballs, Wind Blades, and ice spikes, deterring anyone else from running.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng and the others were like lambs waiting for slaughter, only praying that the Lu Family could hold on.

Fortunately, before long, sounds of the air being pierced could be heard.

Figures flew from Qing Zhu Mountain towards them.

"Go!"

Realizing that reinforcements from the Lu Family had arrived, Chen Shuisheng did not hesitate, made a quick decision, and immediately led his people to escape.

"Daddy, are you alright?"

At that moment, a woman dressed in a snow-white gown quickly descended from the sky to Lu Yuanding's side. Her voice sounded like a babbling brook, and her face was full of concern.

She was delicately beautiful with a slender figure, graceful in every movement. Her white gown fluttered, revealing a small stretch of round, jade-like snow-white legs, resembling a goddess descending to the mortal realm, causing the Immortal Seedlings, who had just narrowly escaped death's door, to be lost in trance.

Lu Changsheng was no exception.

Having experienced the onslaught of beauties in the age of the internet in his previous life, he thought he would not be surprised.

But upon seeing the woman in white, he was taken aback by her beauty.

Her forehead was like a painting, her eyes deep as autumn waters, her nose high and proud, lips red as rosy dawn, with skin white as jade perfectly embodying dazzling eyes and ivory skin.

What moved people most was the temperament of the woman.

Ethereal and elegant, like an immortal, she was reminiscent of a snow lotus from the Heavenly Mountains, standing unworldly and independent.

If it weren't for the concern on her face, she would seem an ethereal fairy untouched by the mortal realm.

"If I were to marry into the Lu Family and have children with such a woman, I wouldn't mind having fifty, no, a hundred children," Lu Changsheng thought to himself.

But he knew it was impossible.

As the daughter of the Family Head, how could she possibly marry a 'breeding' son-in-law like them?

It was a dream that could only be realized in his sleep.

"Miaoge, father's fine, just drained of spiritual power," said Lu Yuanding, waving his hand to his daughter.

Lu Miaoge.

The young men engraved the name of this extraordinary and ethereal woman in their hearts.

Lu Changsheng also remembered the name.

The other arriving members of the Lu Family also descended, relieved to find Lu Yuanding and the others mostly unharmed, with only eight Immortal Seedlings dead. They didn't take it too heavily to heart.

The death of eight Immortal Seedlings was regrettable but not something to grieve overly about.

After all, the Lu Family had not yet invested much in these seedlings.

Soon after, the group safely made it to Qing Zhu Mountain.