Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

What would happen if the young Qilin died at the Dragon Clan embassy?

First, congratulations in advance to the Xuanwu Clan, for plucking the fruits of victory after Qi Weihuan’s fall in advance.

The Xuanwu have done nothing, yet their rivals’ heir died outright.

Secondly, congratulations to the White Tiger Clan and the Qilin Clan for shooting themselves in the foot.

Without this illegitimate child, the Qilin patriarch will have to find another heir, which undoubtedly will lack legal justification.

More importantly, if the new heir has no blood relation to Qi Weihuan, then the empress Lü Ya’s role would become optional at best.

Given the Qilin patriarch’s perception of her, perhaps she would soon die of grief, fright, and shock due to her husband’s demise.

Without the empress, even if the White Tiger Clan doesn’t turn against the Qilin Clan, they certainly won’t be able to maintain their original alliance, leading to a lose-lose situation.

Lastly, congratulations to the Azure Dragon Clan, who stay at home while disaster rains from the sky.

Even if he is illegitimate, he is an illegitimate child endorsed by the Qilin patriarch and the White Tiger Clan. Dying inexplicably here, someone must take the blame.

It’s highly likely that the Qilin patriarch would pursue accountability for the assassination from Qi Qiao’an, meaning turning against the White Tiger Clan. The White Tiger Clan would certainly not take the blame and would forcefully pin it onto the Dragon Clan—who else, since the young Qilin died within your embassy’s territory?

Thus, the Azure Dragon and the White Tiger would successfully become enemies, although their territories do not border one another, making their enmity almost irrelevant.

Of course, there’s a small chance that the Qilin patriarch chooses to swallow his pride. For the sake of benefits, he may not kill empress Lü Ya and steer the blame towards Long Long instead.

In that case, the Qilin and the White Tiger might maintain their pact and continue to resist the already prevailing Xuanwu Clan, and the Azure Dragon Clan, already out of the picture, would become irrelevant whichever side they chose afterward.

Simply put, if the two factions were evenly matched, the Azure Dragon Clan could sell themselves to the highest bidder, leveraging the offers from both factions for a better deal.

But if the young Qilin dies here, the Xuanwu Clan celebrates an early victory, the White Tiger and Qilin concede defeat prematurely, and the Dragon Clan unjustly takes the blame—though not as disastrously as the others, it’s still a significant loss.

Of course, both the loss of the Dragon Clan and the strengthening of the Xuanwu are not favorable outcomes for Long Long.

Today, Long Long’s primary goal remains to rapidly increase his Cultivation Level, for even if he safely traverses through the Xuanwu’s North State, the North Sea is teeming with high-level fierce beasts that pose great difficulties.

In summary, at this stage, the interests of the Azure Dragon Clan align with Long Long’s... the Xuanwu must not achieve outright victory!

Thinking swiftly like a flash of lightning, Long Long quickly mounted the clouds and caught Qi Qiaosong as he fell from the sky.

His Divine Sense swept over immediately and found that although the other party hadn’t fallen to his death, he had been hit by an arrow in the chest. The wound had already turned black, indicating that the crossbow arrow was coated with a potent poison.

"Bad, he’s not going to last!" Long Long shouted urgently, "Long Hu, go call the clan leader! Qi Yingzhu, guard the entrance to the Desolate Tower, don’t let any assassin escape!"

Long Hu responded crisply and quickly got up and hurried off. @@novelbin@@

Qi Yingzhu was utterly panic-stricken. Hearing the order, she instinctively headed for the entrance of the Desolate Tower but kept turning her head back as if she wanted to inquire about Qi Qiaosong’s condition.

Long Long sighed, then reached out to grasp the arrow shaft and pulled it out forcefully, causing the young Qilin’s face to contort with the intense pain.

Ignoring his convulsing body, Long Long carefully stored the crossbow arrow (this thing could be a crucial clue to finding the assassin), then brought two fingers together on his right hand and stabbed them into Qi Qiaosong’s wound.

The spell he was about to cast, however, was not a Bloodline Supernatural Power passed on by the Azure Dragon Clan, but the Soul-Imprisoning Secret Method he had seen in the secret passage of the Divine Dragon Tower’s prison.

This Soul-Imprisoning Secret Technique could either be a spell or a Formation, utilizing Dragon’s Might’s deterrent effect to infuse it into the enemy’s body. This would then cause the enemy’s flesh to stiffen, their Demon Yuan to slow, and render them unable to circulate it.

After immobilizing the opponent’s physical body, one could extract their soul and turn them into the kind of spectral Ghost Dragons found beneath the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Cave.

The body left without a soul shouldn’t be wasted, either; it could be refined into a dragon puppet, serving as a stand-in for death or as bait, both useful for countless ingenious purposes.

At this moment, Long Long was using this Secret Technique, not to extract the soul, but simply to lock the poison within his body with Dragon’s Might.

The Dragon Clan elders hadn’t arrived yet when Long Long suddenly lifted his head to see Qi Qiao’an poking his head out from the gap at the top of the tower, his face full of panic,

"I... I didn’t mean to kill him! I just wanted to scare him, so I pushed him from behind..."

Clearly, this brainless "Great Highness" had overheard Long Long’s cry from below not to let the murderer escape.

Long Long naturally sneered at his defense, utterly dismissive.

If you had just pushed him from the top of the tower, it might not be considered murder. Even if the young Qilin hadn’t reached the Transformation Realm, with the Qilin’s sturdy body, it’s unlikely he would have died from the fall.

But if you shoot an arrow into his chest smeared with poison, that’s a whole different story...

Wait a minute.

Was the arrow really shot by Qi Qiao’an?

This White Tiger, although impulsive and brainless, surely wouldn’t shoot the young Qilin dead right in front of me, Long Hu, and Qi Yingzhu, would he?

If what he said was true, and someone else shot the crossbow arrow… Wait, Qi Qiaosong had poked his head out, then was pushed from behind by Qi Qiao’an.

If the crossbow arrow was indeed shot by Qi Qiao’an, it should have hit the young Qilin in the back. However, it actually struck his chest, which means...

Long Long looked into the distance again.

In the direction directly facing the gap in the high tower, outside of the Dragon Clan embassy, there were some tall inns.

The walls around the Dragon Clan embassy were not high, and the crossbow arrow could very likely have been shot from the outside.

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But this made it impossible to determine the assassin’s position.

Let’s wait for the clan leader to come and discuss it then.

Upon hearing that Qi Qiaosong had been assassinated inside the embassy, Qin Beiwang and two elders hurried over.

Qin Chaocang was the first to extend his finger to the wound on the young Qilin, touched it, then tasted it.

"Sleeping Lotus Corpse Rot Poison," he said with a grave expression, "If it spreads, the prince is surely doomed. Is this the Soul-Imprisoning Secret Technique? Where did you... Long Long, you’ve done well this time."

"I stumbled upon this Secret Technique by chance," Long Long knew no matter what Secret Technique it was, these elders would inevitably think of Long Hu’s mother as the source, so he explained casually before asking, "Is there a cure for the Sleeping Lotus Corpse Rot Poison?"

"Of course, there’s a cure," replied the Second Elder, Qin Lianmu, "But before that..."

Qin Beiwang quickly approached the high tower, politely inviting both Qi Yingzhu, who was guarding the tower entrance, and the utterly disoriented Qi Qiao’an on the tower top, to come down.