Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Although these two dragon maidens appeared to be whispering to each other, their voices were not quiet, with the result that everyone present could hear them.

Xu Yinglian and Luo Baiyuan were naturally so shocked they were at a loss for words; they were frightened by the dragon maidens' open concept of marriage.

Qiu Changtian also pretended to be shocked, but in reality he sighed to himself:

Another one coveting my body... Ah, how annoying!

Within the Sea of Consciousness, the Kunlun Mirror couldn't help but snort coldly:

"After the goddess of the Xiang River left, I never thought her Cave Heaven and Blessed Land would end up in the hands of these two fools!"

"Oh?" Qiu Changtian asked in surprise, "Ah Jing, you know these two dragon maidens?"

"They were nothing but the gate-guarding little snakes raised by the two mistresses back then," the Kunlun Mirror said disdainfully. "No wonder after so much time has passed, their cultivation levels remain so mediocre... With their minds full of such amorous rubbish, how could they possibly cultivate properly?"

Qiu Changtian really wanted to retort that their cultivation levels were not low at all, but then he thought about the "back then" mentioned by Ah Jing, which could easily be hundreds of thousands of years ago.

To have only reached the Nascent Soul Stage after hundreds of thousands of years was indeed dreadfully slow... You could almost say they were crawling!

"Shameless!" Xu Yinglian finally regained her composure and shouted angrily.

"Not shameless at all, little phoenix," the long-haired dragon maiden said with a grin. "We of the Demon Race don't adhere to monogamy, and we have no intention of breaking you and your Daoist Companion apart."

That was indeed the truth, Qiu Changtian thought to himself.

The higher the Bloodline Rank, the more one is coveted by a vast number of the opposite sex, and not just from their own race, but from various kinds, truly a grand fusion of bloodlines.

"Besides, aren't you yourself the offspring of a human-demon mix?" the short-haired dragon maiden said with a chuckle. "Would you discriminate against the actions of your ancestors?"

Seeing Junior Sister Xu unable to outfight or outtalk the opponents, infuriated to the point of red-faced, teeth-grinding rage, Qiu Changtian hurriedly stepped forward to rescue his wife:

"Fellow Daoists..."

"We wouldn't dare accept the title of a fellow Daoist, just call us 'Madams of Xiang,'" the long-haired dragon maiden said coquettishly, her fingers gently gliding over her collarbone.

Qiu Changtian ignored her overly smooth shoulder-coaxing behavior, simply continuing:

"My junior sister and I have come here in search of a member of the Xu Family of Southern Heaven. He shares the same lineage as my junior sister and also possesses the Phoenix Bloodline. May I ask if you two have seen him?"

"Eh? Have we seen him?" the short-haired dragon maiden giggled, covering her mouth and winking seductively at him.

"It seems like we have seen him, yet also as if we haven't," the long-haired dragon maiden said with a sly smile. "It's been such a long time; we can't remember."

"Chief Disciple Qiu Changtian, why don't you spend more time talking with us sisters here in this Cave Heaven and Blessed Land? Perhaps one day we will remember," they teased.

Qiu Changtian: .........

"I take my leave," he said with a smile.

Seeing him turning to leave, the two dragon maidens quickly got up and in an instant blocked Qiu Changtian's path:

"Don't go, Chief Gentleman, just arriving and then departing, the people outside will blame us for being rude!"

Luo Baiyuan and Xu Yinglian were already on high alert, ready to fight at a moment's notice.

But Qiu Changtian quickly cast them a "keep calm" look, which settled the two down.

Although these two dragon women were clearly out of line, they knew that Qiu Changtian was extremely disciplined. For the sake of his future Daoist path, having married Junior Sister Xu for so many years without claiming her Yuan Yin, how could he be seduced by these two dragon women?

Thinking this, Xu Yinglian was on one hand still utterly trustful of Qiu Changtian, and on the other, still indignant about the fickle nature of these dragon women. Thus, she glared at them angrily without saying a word.

Qiu Changtian then spoke with a clasped fist:

"Your affections are appreciated, but Chang Geng is unworthy and dare not accept them. However, the matter of finding someone for my Junior Sister is urgent. If neither of you have seen the person, then please allow Chang Geng to take his leave to continue the search. I will visit again another day to offer my apologies..."

"Oh! We have seen him!" The short-haired dragon woman was the most impatient as she came over to hook his arm, hugging it to prevent him from leaving, "Though it has been a while, that person has indeed been to our Xiang River Cave Heaven."

"That's right, that's right," the long-haired dragon woman also hurried over to the other side, affectionately embracing Qiu Changtian's arm and snuggling up to him, "Chief Disciple, don't be in a hurry. It's just that it was a very long time ago when that person came—we just need some time to recall carefully."

Seeing the two dragon women embracing Qiu Changtian closely from both sides, Xu Yinglian was so angry she almost bit her silver teeth to pieces, yet she didn't dare to directly intervene—her Senior Brother kept an unchanged expression, clearly calculating his moves within, she couldn't let her jealousy ruin that, could she?

So she had to quickly communicate with Luo Baiyuan, the two of them ready to react violently at any moment, just waiting for Qiu Changtian to signal.

Qiu Changtian, with the two dragon women pressing close to him, simply calmly and quietly withdrew his arm (the physique of the Dragon Clan really couldn't compare), and asked indifferently:

"Then may I ask you both to try to recall carefully? This person is extremely important to us, and Chang Geng thanks you in advance."

"Just a verbal thanks won't do," the short-haired dragon woman coquettishly said, speaking in a crisp voice, "If we help you find that person, how will you thank us, young lord?"

"Offering oneself as a reward is not out of the question," the long-haired dragon woman said with a laugh behind her hand, "Whichever one of us sisters you take a fancy to, you can take her for marriage, and if you want both, even better."

Qiu Changtian simply smiled faintly and said:

"Thank you both for your generous love, but with both my parents dead, matters of marriage are entirely up to the senior members of my sect. How could I make such a decision on my own?"

"Isn't that simple?" the long-haired dragon woman said sweetly, her finger tracing circles on his chest, "As long as you and my sister, right here, have a few mixed-blood children, when the time comes, we can carry our children back to the sect. Could your sect elders really separate a husband and wife and their mother and child?"

"That is hard to say," Qiu Changtian replied composedly, "The Chi Song Immortal of Kunlun has always been biased against the Demon Race. If Chang Geng were entangled with you two, the Immortal would surely think Chang Geng was being seduced and would vent his anger on you noble ladies—I truly cannot bear that either."

Hearing him say he could not bear to see his own sisters implicated made the two dragon women a bit happy, but hearing about the Immortal's anger made them wary. They couldn't help but feel troubled for a moment.

"Wow," said the Kunlun Mirror indignantly inside the Sea of Consciousness, "Look at this, the technique of carrot and stick, how skillfully he uses it!"

"Indeed," concurred the Green Duckweed Sword.

"Even Junior Sister Xu, who has been with him for so long, hasn't seen through his nature," the Kunlun Mirror said resentfully, "Are these two foolish dragons not just being manipulated by him?"

"It's hard not to agree," the Green Duckweed Sword echoed.

"Eh, hold on!" the short-haired dragon woman suddenly called out unwillingly, "If the Chi Song Immortal hates the Demon Race so much, why would he allow her to marry you?"

She pointed towards Xu Yinglian standing to the side with a frosty expression, who was forcibly suppressing the anger in her chest. Then they heard Qiu Changtian say:

"Who said there was no aversion? My Junior Sister's cultivation talent is not inferior to mine, and her diligence even surpasses mine. But because she has the Phoenix Bloodline, she was secretly disfavored by the Immortal—whether in terms of seniority, selection of the Chief Disciple... in every aspect, she fell behind me, and that is still the result with her family's support behind her."

The anger in Xu Yinglian's chest dissipated greatly, while the two dragon women were left speechless.

They were genuine members of the Demon Race with no Cultivator family supporting them from behind. If they were to force themselves on Qiu Changtian, wouldn't that mean the Chi Song Immortal would eventually have to come knocking on their doors, ready to flay them and pull out their tendons?