Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 382: Chapter 15 Returning to My Maternal Home, Ancestor’s Teachings

Junior Sister Xu’s awakening was definitely that of the Phoenix Bloodline.

The Phoenix Bloodline has been passed down through the generations in the Xu Family of Southern Heaven, but not all cultivators can awaken it.

Firstly, the bloodline strength of Xu Family cultivators naturally varies; some have a more pronounced Phoenix Bloodline, while others have a more diluted one. It specifically involves the principle of devouring the bloodline of the Demon Race.

In any case, it is said that when little Ying Lian was born, her pupils opened to reveal bright golden doughnut-shaped iris, a clear sign of a strong and latent Phoenix Bloodline—it only returned to normal after three days.

As for her Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart, it was not awakened until she was seven years old. @@novelbin@@

With double talents in one body, she was meant to be the most dazzling genius of Kunlun, but unfortunately she met a guy with perfect Daoist Heart Clarity, who overshadowed much of her brilliance.

Now that the Phoenix Bloodline has fully awakened, Xu Yinglian could finally hold her head high and feel invigorated.

She felt like she had made a huge leap forward on the path to catching up with her Senior Brother.

Outside the secret realm of Bright Palace at that moment, Qiu Changtian saw that quite a few cultivators had passed the trials and were returning to the outside.

Some had a calm and easy demeanor, clearly having acquired good treasures from within.

Others were clearly pretending to be calm, their gains apparently not meeting their expectations. However, Kunlun cultivators emphasize cultivating one’s mental state, and emotions should not be shown, so they forced themselves to hide it.

Someone like Junior Sister Xu, who got angry when she lost and happy when she won, was almost a rare species in Kunlun.

How adorable!

Back at Golden Ridge Cave Abode, before they could settle down, Qing Yang True Person Xu Changqing, having received a transmission from his teacher, immediately flew over with his sword after leaving the secret realm.

“Ying Lian, have you awakened your Phoenix Bloodline?” asked Qing Yang True Person with more joy than one could imagine.

“Yes, Great-Grandfather,” said Xu Yinglian proudly.

“Very good, very good,” said Qing Yang True Person with a smile, “the family should receive the news soon, too. If you both have some free time recently, you’d better go back to the family for a visit.”

Xu Yinglian then put away her smile and said earnestly,

“Great-Grandfather, if the family just wants to hold some ceremony for the sake of vanity, I think it’s unnecessary. Senior Brother wouldn’t like it either.”

“It’s not for vanity,” said Qing Yang True Person seriously. “All Xu Family cultivators who have truly awakened their Phoenix Bloodline must return to the family shrine—this is a teaching left by our ancestors.”

“Alright then.” Since it was a teaching from her ancestors, Xu Yinglian had no reason to refuse. After all, descendants from prominent families in this era were typically imbued with a strong sense of family responsibility.

“Zhang Tian,” Qing Yang True Person turned his gaze, “you should accompany Ying Lian back, too. The family elders have prepared a little gift.”

“Why bother with a gift? My intention was to accompany Junior Sister back anyway,” Qiu Changtian said with a smile.

Of course, he was indeed just planning to accompany his wife back to her parental home, and not interested in whatever little gift her family had prepared.

So, after a short rest, the two resumed sword flying towards the southeast direction.

Sword Control was a technique that could cover a thousand miles in a day, and they soon arrived at the Xu Family of Southern Heaven, landing in the family territory.

Since this time it wasn’t about exploring any secret realms, Qiu Changtian was quite leisurely and relaxed.

While Xu Yinglian went to the family shrine, he stayed outside in the courtyard, playing with a gaggle of chattering Xu Family children.

“Son-in-law!” One of the six- or seven-year-old boys called out, “I heard that you broke the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation of the Intercepting Cult in the East Sea?”

“It was the Demon Cult’s Immortal Slaying Sword Formation,” Qiu Changtian corrected him.

If it had been an intact Immortal Slaying Sword Formation laid by a great power of the Intercepting Cult, he would have been obliterated the moment he entered, okay?

“The Demon Cult is the Intercepting Cult!” the naive boy exclaimed.

So, Qiu Changtian had no choice but to educate everyone that the current Six Paths of the Demon Cult were indeed the Demon Cult, and it was not the same thing as the original Intercepting Cult from the past.

Strictly speaking, aside from the Eastern Emperor Path and Asura Path, the other four paths are just new sects founded by the disciples and descendants of the Intercepting Cult. If we were to talk about lineage inheritance, even the Clarify Cult would be closer to the Intercepting Cult.

However, children are not interested in lengthy discussions; they only knew that Uncle Qiu shattered the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, which is the most formidable sword array under the heavens.

Rounded up, that means Uncle Qiu is the most formidable under the heavens.

“Uncle, can we take you as our master?” a few boys immediately surrounded him, clamoring noisily, looking like they would kneel and bow in respect the moment Qiu Changtian nodded his consent.

“I no longer take disciples,” Qiu Changtian also realized his mistake; what’s the use of reasoning with little kids? He deflected casually, “Unless Xu Yinglian agrees to take you as disciples, that would be a different story.”

As everyone knows, you can’t outright reject a child’s request, because once they realize they have no other choice, they will badger you persistently, until you give in.

But if you deploy the technique of shifting blame and tell them only so-and-so can fulfill their wishes, they’ll start exerting effort in that direction, even if it’s actually futile.

As for whether Junior Sister Xu could handle these kids, Qiu Changtian had full confidence—she just needed to put on that ice-queen face of hers, and even adults would be frightened off.

However, the kids seemed to also know that Xu Yinglian was not easy to deal with, and a boy raised an objection, voicing his doubt:

“But, since Missus Xu married you, shouldn’t she listen to you? Uncle, could it be that you are afraid of your wife?”

Missus Xu, what the heck is that! Qiu Changtian wanted to scoff at the title, although he knew that by seniority, Xu Yinglian’s status was indeed quite high.

“After we got married, we treat each other with mutual respect, as equals, and there’s no issue of who listens to whom or who is afraid of whom,” Qiu Changtian decided to persistently shift the focus and let them bother Junior Sister Xu instead.

“That sounds so nice.” A girl nearby innocently said, “I also want to marry Uncle.”

The other girls immediately glared at her, causing her to feel as if frightened, and before long, her eyes welled up with tears.

“Hahaha.” Qiu Changtian naturally would not bother with the child’s unguarded words, and simply laughed as he said to her, “Thank you. But I am already married to Ying Lian, so whatever you just said, I didn’t hear a thing.”

This was also his honest feeling: Qiu Changtian belonged to Xu Yinglian and naturally could not be with any other woman.

Therefore, the girls around sighed in admiration, yet with a tinge of regret.

The boys, however, weren’t as thoughtful and were about to continue the topic of becoming disciples when suddenly, they saw Xu Yinglian turning around the corner from the opposite side and immediately dispersed in timidity.

“Junior Sister, you’re finished so quickly?” Qiu Changtian stood up in surprise.

“Mm.” Xu Yinglian nodded, “It was just for me to look at our ancestral teachings.”

“Ancestral teachings?”

“Our ancestor Xu Qiu married Feng Tong back then, allowing the Phoenix bloodline to flow within our clan,” Xu Yinglian said indifferently, “Later, neither of them succeeded in becoming immortals, and after their passing, they were buried behind the hills of the clan’s estate.”

“In the later ages of antiquity, humans and the Demon Race broke off relations. Someone unworthy in our clan dug up Feng Tong’s grave, took all the scripture scrolls and magical treasures, planning to smuggle them out and sell, but thereafter vanished without a trace.”

“Since those items never appeared again, the clan tends to believe that this unworthy descendant died somewhere before he could sell them.”

“Thus, the ancestral mandate left for the descendants is to search for these items left by our ancestor Feng Tong and not let them be lost outside of the clan territory.”

Xu Yinglian pushed the strands of hair that fell to her cheeks behind her ear and sighed deeply.

“So, the ancestral mandate is just to search for them, without leaving any clues?” Qiu Changtian asked with a smile.

“Of course not,” Xu Yinglian sighed, “Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been for over a hundred thousand years without any discovery.”

“Maybe art calculation methods could be used.” Qiu Changtian thought back to the previous sword-seeking mission when the Jian Family of Qingzhou brought out a magical treasure called “Dream Pillow” that could reenact events from antiquity.

As for the prerequisites of art calculation, having Xu Yinglian, a descendant of the bloodline, was certainly not a problem.

“We’ll talk about it later,” Xu Yinglian clearly wasn’t too interested, “By the way, this is from the clan for you.”

“Is this… a Sword Box?” Qiu Changtian asked curiously.