Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 384: Chapter 17 So Many Girls

Now, after consuming the Nine Revolutions Vermilion Phoenix Pill and benefitting from the boost in his Refining Mansion Cultivation provided by the Purple Mansion’s secret medicine, Wei Dongliu had reached an astonishing six hundred and twenty years of cultivation.

He was only one hundred and eighty years away from the eight-hundred-year threshold of a First Grade Golden Core.

The reason his cultivation level had advanced so rapidly was that he maintained multiple identities, each of which was well-developed within their respective sects, with their own networks to scour the world for Purple Mansion secret medicines and secret realms.

However, he had forgotten that Guo Jin and Wang Cong were the standard for ordinary cultivators in this world.

Cultivation level advances too slowly? What to do? Suck it up!

Without cultivation resources to improve one’s power realm, nor the power realm to gather cultivation resources, the negative plus negative does not make a positive situation meant that one could do nothing. In the end, one could only follow the routine of breathing and Qi Refinement day after day, night after night.

Occasionally, when discussing the favored prodigies of major sects, it wasn’t envy but jealousy, and all they could do was sigh about the unpredictability of life, intestines wrapping around one another, numbed to incoherence.

Leaving the stone house, Wei Dongliu saw Jiang the Witch dozing on a rocking chair by the pond, Wen Yang tending to the flowers and plants in the garden by the tree, with Ah Ling pointing out things to him.

The Flying Asura brought back from the White Bone Divine Palace sat alone in a shadowy hollow in the distance, boredly digging at her nails.

The Flying Asura is one thing, but all of you peripheral cultivators, why are you all gathering here? Is my respected Tong Xuan Gate’s sect residence a place for you to throw parties?

Wei Dongliu was about to flare up when suddenly he realized, huh?

The girl beside Wen Yang, isn’t that the Tu Family girl who guided Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu last time?

“Ah, Brother Wei is here.” Jiang Liyan opened her eyes, pretending to wake from her dozing, and hopped off the rocking chair, saying cheerfully, “How well are your disciples trained?”

Her familiarity made Wei Dongliu too lazy to get angry with her, so he replied indifferently:

“Still too slow, dragging on.”

“That can’t be helped,” said Jiang the Witch with a blink of her eye and a soft voice, “Given their talents, this rate of progression is already the limit. If they want to speed up and become stronger, they’ll need to rely on external things.” @@novelbin@@

“Indeed,” Wei Dongliu agreed without neither endorsing nor opposing.

“Brother Jiang, Brother Long, and I have been training outside recently and have obtained a batch of medicinal herbs,” Wen Yang also turned around and said with a smile, “If we bring them back to the sect residence, they’re sure to be snatched up and divided by our fellow disciples, so we’re borrowing Brother Wei’s land to grow them for now.”

“Once they mature and are refined into elixirs, of course, a portion will naturally be yours.”

Wei Dongliu waved his hand, indicating that they could do as they pleased; the space was empty anyway.

“Brother Long? Are you Long Xiaoqi?” He suddenly exclaimed, turning towards the girl, Ah Ling.

“Brother Wei,” Ah Ling greeted him with a smile and a bow, “Actually, I’m practicing a secret technique that makes me appear as a young lady for part of the year and as a little girl for another part. I hope you haven’t forgotten about me.”

“So it is,” Wei Dongliu realized, this Ah Ling in front of him was Long Xiaoqi’s youthful form.

In the vast, Great Thousand Worlds, nothing was too bizarre. Such a miraculous secret technique, capable of making one jump between death penalty and fixed-term imprisonment back and forth, though Wei Dongliu had never seen it before, it wasn’t something to be overly astonished about.

With his quick-wittedness, he swiftly connected many clues together and soon realized that when Long Xiaoqi had led the group to explore the secret realm, she must have been thinking of sending them to a trap.

Perhaps, the crazed Sword Immortal pursuing Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu was drawn there by Long Xiaoqi herself!

Very well, although I, Wei Dongliu, may not personally take action against you, if Ling Yunpo encounters you and recognizes you, seeking revenge, it will be none of my affair.

“Brother Wen,” Wei Dongliu suddenly asked, “among these medicinal herbs, is there any elixir that could speed up the filling of the Qi Sea?”

“There’s no elixir that fills the Qi Sea, but there are some that can speed up the breathing and Qi Refinement process,” Wen Yang answered, “To bypass the Qi Refining Rank, one would need to instantaneously replenish a huge amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, which is impossible with elixirs.”

“However, I’ve heard that the Heavenly Demon Path has a secret realm that lets cultivators directly enter the Marrow Cleansing Rank, Brother Wei could ask about it.”

“Don’t mention that,” Jiang Liyan sighed, “Receiving the Heavenly Demon’s initiation in that secret realm, although you can save about forty or fifty years of grueling cultivation, the aftermath and hidden costs are said to be endless, hence none of my master’s senior sisters have ever been there.”

“Moreover, Brother Wei’s disciples are not of the Heavenly Demon Path, so that secret realm is probably even more out of reach for them.”

“I see,” said Wei Dongliu without surprise, continuing, “Brother Wen, may I know if your sect has any surplus Nine Nether Yin Soul Stones?”

“Nine Nether Yin Soul Stones?” Wen Yang said with surprise, “That is an item ghost cultivators use to practice Daoist magic. For what purpose does Brother Wei seek it? There are certainly no surplus stones, but I know of a mine where I can take you to look around. Perhaps we might find some.”

“I’m not from the Nether Ghost Path, would that be okay?” Wei Dongliu asked indifferently.

“Heh, that mine is merely supervised by mortals, naturally it’s not a problem,” Wen Yang chuckled, “The rules of the Nether Ghost Path dictate that each Nine Nether Yin Soul Stone excavated from the mine must be registered. But if it hasn’t been dug up and remains buried in the ground, who would know if we take it?”

“In that case, I’ll join in on the fun,” Jiang the Witch immediately laughed and said.

“What do you want with Nine Nether Yin Soul Stones?” Wen Yang frowned and asked, his expression turning somewhat displeased.

Taking Wei Dongliu there was naturally something he could feel at ease about, but taking Jiang the Witch was another matter entirely.

Her unpredictable thought processes and her audacious nature… As far as private affairs went, Wen Yang had no issue, but he didn’t want anywhere near the complications that could arise with the sect’s affairs.

“Hey, if Brother Wei can go, why can’t I?” Jiang the Witch saw what he was concerned about and immediately became indignant, “Could it be that after knowing each other for so long, I still have less standing than Brother Wei? Xiaoqi, don’t you think so?”

“Exactly!” Long Xiaoqi giggled, clearly in her young lady form she also loved stirring things up, a stark contrast to her detached and lazy child form.

“Cough,” Wen Yang felt a headache coming on and looked to Wei Dongliu, “This trip is for you, Brother Wei. If you’re willing to take the two of them along, I have no objections.”

Though he said “I have no objections,” what he really meant was, “If they cause any trouble, you will be responsible.” Such was the typical cunning speech of the Demon Cult.

Wei Dongliu pondered for a moment before nodding.

The reason was simple: his mysterious persona needed to maintain an image of “unfathomable strength.”

If he were to reject Jiang Liyan and Long Xiaoqi from this journey, while it wouldn’t have any significant negative impact, it wasn’t conducive to fostering his image down the line.

Besides, they weren’t heading to some secret realm, just a mine controlled by the Nether Ghost Path. It shouldn’t be problematic, right?

For some reason, Wei Dongliu suddenly remembered how, as Qiu Changtian, he seemed to have encountered an enemy in a mine once before.

Well, it shouldn’t be such an unfortunate coincidence.

“Asura,” he called out towards the distance, “we’re going out for a bit; come with me.”

“Yes, master,” the Flying Asura rose, all smiles.

Even though she addressed him as “master,” Wei Dongliu was well aware that it was just a temporary measure, and who knows how many ill schemes she harbored within. Therefore, he dared not leave her at the sect residence, choosing to keep her close instead.