Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Several months later.

Ling Yunpo once again achieved Man-Sword Unity, bisecting the Demon Path Cultivator opposite him, feeling a sense of bewilderment filling his heart.

When will this war ever end?

The Nether Ghost Path Cultivator opposite him didn't die on the spot despite being severed in two; instead, he took advantage of his descent to disengage from combat, quickly placing his fallen head back onto his neck and promptly regrew his flesh and skin.

This technique was a secret of the Nether Ghost Path—Bonesplitting Expansion Technique. Practitioners could train every joint in their body to become flexible, able to separate and join flesh and bone at will, just like assembling a toy building block figure.

If a Flying Sword came stabbing, they would open their flesh to let the sword pass through, then reassemble themselves, effectively nullifying the basic attacks of the Flying Sword.

Usually, when Ling Yunpo encountered a Nether Ghost Path Cultivator, he would follow up with Sword Dao Techniques to ensure a complete kill.

But over these months, having dealt with over a hundred Demon Path Cultivators, Ling Yunpo himself had gotten numb to it all. Now, every time he was singled out for a challenge, he would enter the fray without a second thought, simply unleashing his Man-Sword Unity technique and grinding them down.

If the powerful move did not kill them, he would close in using the Cloud-Parting Eight Trigrams Step, then unleash a flurry of Sword Dao Techniques... To date, he had been undefeated in all fights against opponents of the same rank, meeting no equal.

His success was part due to the excellence of his Life-bound Sword Artifact, the Green Duckweed Sword, as well as his own unrelenting dedication to sword training day and night. If one were to split the credit, it would approximately be a thirty-seventy split.

But continuing this killing was indeed troublesome, and what truly baffled Ling Yunpo was the reason why these Nether Ghost Path Cultivators kept challenging him, despite clearly being no match for him. They seemed to have no fear of death.

Seeing that Demon Cult Cultivator escape with his life using the Bonesplitting Expansion secret technique, Ling Yunpo couldn't be bothered to chase after him, merely looking silently at the group of Golden Core Realm Demon Path Cultivators opposite him, as if asking them "who's next?"

Seeing that no one would challenge him, he gave a cold snort through his nose, turned, and swept away on his sword.

The victor's disdain.

Upon returning to Heavenly Gate Peak, Ling Yunpo went back to An Zhisu's side and poured out his troubles to his senior sister,

"What madness has possessed these Demon Cult Cultivators? I've been ruthless and I've shown mercy as well, but why do they still come and challenge me every day?"

"Does Qing Heng True Person not yet know?" Sima Changyan, who was practicing her sword nearby, suddenly approached and said, "The Nether Ghost Path has specifically chosen you, True Person, as their trial subject!"

"Trial subject?" Ling Yunpo was bewildered.

"It's said that the higher-ups of the Nether Ghost Path have spoken," Sima Changyan explained with a smile, "claiming that for nearly the past hundred years, the sect's environment has been too lenient, allowing many unworthy individuals to advance to Golden Core True Person, which wastes cultivation resources of the sect."

"So moving forward, there will be a reassessment of the Golden Core True Persons to categorize their ranks: anyone who can withstand a challenge against Qing Heng True Person of Shushan without dying will qualify to participate in the assessment."

"Those who don't dare to challenge or those who are defeated and killed show they are mere Golden Core failures, and thus, will not need to participate in any further assessments."

Ling Yunpo: ..........

What, I've become the basic screening standard for their sect competition?

That is simply outrageous! Since when did I give them permission? Have they paid me anything for these trials? So it's just freeloading, huh!

Ling Yunpo decided to load a save to calm his emotions.

"Ah Jing, load the Luo Yan save!"

"Eh, wasn't it Wei Dongliu?" the Kunlun Mirror asked in surprise.

"Go load Wei Dongliu's save and then continue getting summoned to besiege Shushan, right?" Ling Yunpo narrowed his eyes, "I'm already numb from the killing, and now you're telling me the next save involves more fighting?"

"Oh," the Kunlun Mirror drew out its reply, a hint of smugness and barely concealed glee within, "then you better not regret it."

Ling Yunpo: ?

What does that mean?

Just as he was about to say something else, he heard Kunlun Mirror speaking rapidly:

Shrouded by Luo Yan's illusion technique, he finally couldn't help but yawn.

Peace is still the best, after all.

The newly appointed master of Heavenly Craft Workshop, Luo Yan, performed a symbolic lap around the workshop.

With the eldest senior brother graduated, the second senior sister defected, the fourth senior brother fallen, and the master passed away, the vast Heavenly Craft Workshop now only had three people left, including himself, truly desolate.

Thinking back on the recent state of mind during his trip to Shushan, Luo Yan couldn't help but feel emotional about the fickle and arduous fate of cultivation.

After all, most cultivators can't make it to the end, can they?

Recalling the voice and smile of his master while the master was still alive, Luo Yan once again fell into silence.

Forget it, let's go see the wife.

At this time, Shi Liuli was wearing a light garment, feverishly writing at her desk. Her hair had not been styled, neither done up in a bun nor adorned with hairpins; it was simply tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.

Seeing Luo Yan return to the bedroom, Shi Liuli revealed a joyful smile, yet thinking of her disheveled appearance, that joy quickly turned into a faint shyness.

"Husband," she said softly.

"What are you writing?" Luo Yan embraced her from behind and gently rubbed her shoulders.

"The financial accounts," Shi Liuli let him do as he pleased, only sighing as she spoke.

Just the mention of finances gave Luo Yan a headache too.

The loss brought by the master's passing was too great, causing customer visits to Heavenly Craft Workshop to shrink by half. Even with Shi Liuli running around, leveraging on her father's past connections and persuading from all sides, it couldn't prevent the sharp decline in income.

After all, without a Nascent Soul Cultivator, there's just no Nascent Soul Cultivator, and customer pity won't solve the problems.

"Let's not rush things," Luo Yan decided to first take on the responsibilities of being a husband, "Even if they don't commission Heavenly Craft Workshop, who else could they go to?"

"In the Cultivation Realm, there are not many Array Masters to begin with, and most are wild practitioners; they can only set up arrays without guaranteeing repairs, and their designs come with all sorts of issues. I bet in the end, they'll still have to come to us."

"Indeed, it is I who am too anxious," Shi Liuli then put on a relieved smile and touched the back of Luo Yan's hand, "Husband, don't worry. I'm fine."

If he had only heard the first half of her remark, Luo Yan would have really thought she had come to terms with things.

But hearing the second half, he realized that his wife Liuli was only pretending not to be anxious to keep him from worrying... must you act in front of the king of actors?

Tears, unknowingly, brimmed in his eyes.

"Husband?" Shi Liuli asked in confusion.

"It's nothing." Luo Yan hastily looked up and sniffed, "Ah, my neck is so sore, probably because I held you too long last night and slept in a bad position."

"Then let me help you with it," Shi Liuli didn't ask him "how cuddling in meditation could lead to a stiff neck" as she stood up and began to massage him from behind.

Luo Yan savored the gentle touch of hands as soft as boneless, yet, suddenly, he felt a twinge of guilt.

Such a virtuous Miss Shi, what more could a husband ask for?

However, thinking of why she had become like this, Luo Yan felt a profound sadness from the bottom of his heart. Explore hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire

"Junior Brother, Junior Sister, it's terrible!" The anxious voice of the Third Senior Sister Liang Ruohua hurriedly came from outside, "Jade Heart Pavilion wants to take over Heavenly Craft Workshop's share!"

Luo Yan: ?!!