Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

The question posed by my father-in-law was a typical deathtrap.

If I had answered, "Your daughter is very beautiful," I might have been smacked to death by the old man on the grounds of "daring to covet my daughter."

But if I had replied, "Your daughter really doesn’t cut it," I could have been pressed to death by a single claw for "not distinguishing between beauty and ugliness."

But who was Ling Yunpo, and how could he have been stumped by such petty tricks?

With a slight smile, he said,

"After your beloved daughter’s Transformation, her looks can be said to inherit the advantages of both her parents."

Upon hearing this, Ying Long fell silent for a moment and revealed an extremely subtle expression.

What a flawlessly diplomatic answer!

If you were to ask Ying Long about his and his wife’s attractiveness, the answer was unquestionably positive.

Such a well-timed flattery made it impossible for him to get angry.

Hmm, if such a quick-witted human could take care of Long Hu, one could indeed be somewhat at ease.

It’s just uncertain what kind of character this person has. Just as it’s difficult to paint the bones when drawing a tiger’s skin, one can know the face but not the heart—if this man appears righteous but is actually heartless and inconstant, that would instead harm Long Hu by leading her to the wrong people.

But... Ying Long couldn’t help laughing and sighing in his heart.

What choice do I have in my current predicament?

"I do not know how much you understand about the bloodline of my clan," Ying Long said softly, closing his huge eyes, "In any contention among dragons, there are three kinds: spells, arts, and might."

"Might refers to Dragon’s Might; spells to Dragon Breath; arts to Dragon Strike. In your opinion, which is the most important?"

Is he testing my knowledge? Qiu Changtian smiled faintly.

Of course, he was not entirely ignorant about the Dragon Clan, and he calmly said,

"Naturally, might takes precedence, spells come next, and arts are the least."

Might, or Dragon’s Might, involves striking at enemies with the majesty of the Dragon Clan, barely consuming one’s own strength, thus it is the best strategy.

Spells, or Dragon Breath, involve deploying various unique spells and supernatural powers of the Dragon Clan. Although most are ranged attacks, they require the consumption of Demon Yuan and physical strength, hence they are a mediocre strategy.

Arts, or Dragon Strike, include all kinds of close-combat techniques of the Dragon Clan. Not only do they significantly drain Demon Yuan and physical strength, but there’s also the risk of being injured by the opponent, therefore they are the inferior strategy.

Of course, many young members of the Dragon Clan do not think so—they believe that a fistfight is the most thrilling. Qiu Changtian did not comment on this mindset; he was well beyond the age of vying for victory.

Ying Long was very satisfied with Qiu Changtian’s answer and nodded, saying,

"These are the words of someone mature and prudent."

After pondering for a short while, he suddenly spat out a dragon scale, making it float in front of Qiu Changtian.

"The bloodline supernatural power of my clan that you covet is all contained within this scale, the method of use is similar to that of a Jade Slip."

"Take it then, take good care of my daughter."

Qiu Changtian silently looked at the scale but did not reach out to take it.

Ying Long frowned, then saw Qiu Changtian form a Daoist formula, and a Universal Pure Tone Minor Illumination Technique lit up, cleaning all the saliva off the scale.

"Hey, you little rascal..." Ying Long instinctively wanted to rage, but remembering that his daughter was still under someone else’s care, he forcibly suppressed his anger, coiled around Blade Mountain, and closed his eyes in silence.

Having taken the scale, Qiu Changtian probed it with his divine sense and confirmed that all three types of bloodline supernatural powers were intact.

However, it contained only the cultivation techniques for the Transformation Rank, with no divine skills for the Demon King Rank.

He looked at Ying Long and chuckled.

Naive! You’re just waiting for me to ascend to the Demon King Realm before you come back to exchange information with me using the message about Long Hu!

If you had stated it directly, I would still respect you as a father-in-law, but what is this underhanded behavior? Do you really think I’d kidnap your daughter and not tell you her whereabouts?

Looking at Qiu Changtian’s annoying smile, Ying Long silently suppressed the urge to crush him with a paw and opened the exit from Endless for him.

Having left Endless, Qiu Changtian once again switched to the Long Long template and left the Sea Abyss Secret Realm with poise.

After Senior Sister Sui An left the Demon Locking Tower, Ling Yunpo curiously asked,

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"Senior Sister, where do you plan to undergo your tribulation?"

An Zhisu pondered for a moment before saying,

"People from Shushan generally undergo their tribulation at Thunder Tribulation Flat."

"If not going to Thunder Tribulation Flat, then continue westward and undergo the tribulation on the plateau… But that place is not far from Iron City Mountain, where occasionally cultivators from the Asura Path may be encountered."

"What do you think, Junior Brother?"

Ling Yunpo pondered for a moment, then quickly made up his mind.

Under normal circumstances, he might suggest to his Senior Sister to go to the plateau for her tribulation.

However, Ling Yunpo had earlier been attacked on the plateau, counter-killed, and seized the Blood Saber magic artifact from a cultivator of the Asura Path.

If the Asura Path were to be enraged by this, it would not be a particularly good idea for Senior Sister An to go to the plateau for the tribulation at this time.

"Why not just undergo the tribulation at Thunder Tribulation Flat," Ling Yunpo proposed.

An Zhisu nodded, not so much because she had thought it through and agreed, but it was more of a subconscious compliance with her Junior Brother’s suggestion.

Even if Ling Yunpo had said, "Let’s go undergo the tribulation in the Hundred Thousand Mountains at the Southern Border," An Zhisu would probably have agreed first.

And then, upon further reflection, she might think that undergoing the tribulation in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Border wasn’t such a bad idea after all, as after the Core Formation, she could turn around and start hunting Eastern Emperor Path cultivators.

After all, if you really want to find a reason, anything is possible.

The two returned to Qingluo Peak and packed up their belongings.

Ling Yunpo went to call Lin Duanshan, Duan Fenhai, Guan Shanyue, and others to act as protectors… Not that they really needed to do anything; the main concern was the possibility of having someone with ulterior motives strike a blow, and having these few present could also serve as a deterrent.

"Senior Sister An is undertaking Core Formation?" Lin Duanshan asked in surprise.

"Indeed," Ling Yunpo answered seriously, "This is Senior Sister’s decision."

In fact, it was a decision Senior Sister An had made after following her Junior Brother’s advice, but naturally, Ling Yunpo wouldn’t disclose the fact that he was "manipulating Senior Sister."

"I see," Lin Duanshan nodded, without inquiring about the grade of the Golden Core, "In that case, I shall go there to serve as Senior Sister An’s protector."

Duan Fenhai agreed just as readily,

"Perfect! While Senior Sister An is undergoing the tribulation, I can also observe the power of the Heavenly Tribulation firsthand to prepare my own strategy for dealing with it."

Having persuaded two people, Ling Yunpo faced a hurdle with Guan Shanyue.

"What grade of Golden Core is Senior Sister An forming?" Guan Shanyue asked with a smile.

"Ah, that’s hard to say." Ling Yunpo didn’t outright refuse to answer but deftly skirted around it, "I just know it’s a High Grade Golden Core, but whether there’s a chance for a First Grade, I, as a Junior Brother, can’t be sure."

First Grade Golden Core… Guan Shanyue paused for a moment before laughing,

"If it truly is a First Grade Golden Core, the next Sect Leader of Shushan will surely come from Qingluo Peak…"

"Such talk is not to be taken lightly!" Ling Yunpo promptly interrupted her.

To speculate about the next Sect Leader before the current one has abdicated is akin to courting death on Emei Golden Summit, isn’t it?