Starting My Cultivation With Time Management-Chapter 833 - 71 Tai Yin Sword Master, A House as Busy as a Marketplace

Chapter 833: Chapter 71 Tai Yin Sword Master, A House as Busy as a Marketplace

Hearing Wei Dongliu’s intentions, Jiang Li An was rather indifferent.

It’s just about searching for that… what… Marsh Country right? I’ll go back and mention it to the sect leader, isn’t that enough?

Although she didn’t care much about it, she couldn’t let her husband find out, so she had to take the initiative to join him.

Wei Dongliu had no objections, after all, the Heavenly Demon Path was Jiang Madam’s maternal home! Her joining would increase the chances of persuading the others.

Upon arriving at the grand palace on Mount Dapan, Wei Dongliu easily met with the Zizai Patriarch and Sect Leader Dugu.

Unexpectedly, both were quite agreeable. The Zizai Patriarch hadn’t even heard Wei Dongliu out before expressing that the Heavenly Demon Path would fully support matters concerning the Six Paths.

Sect Leader Dugu Xie seemed somewhat embarrassed, but since the Sect Guardian Immortal had spoken, he could only force a smile and nod, affirming the responsibility of the Heavenly Demon Path.

After Wei Dongliu and Jiang Li An left satisfied, Dugu Xie finally couldn’t hold back and asked the Zizai Patriarch:

“Patriarch, we’ve agreed to provide support without fully understanding the situation, is this really alright?”

“Don’t overthink it,” the Zizai Patriarch interrupted her impatiently, “Alliance Leader Wei is one of us, he won’t let us suffer.”

Dugu Xie: ……

How did the Mortal Life Path’s sect leader become one of us? If we really need to clarify, it should be Jiang Li An who married into the other side and became their person, right?

But on one hand, the Sect Guardian Immortal had set the tone, making it difficult for her to refute; on the other hand, as the Zizai Patriarch said, judging from Wei Dongliu’s past experiences, collaborating with him hadn’t been much of a loss.

This Alliance Leader, unlike other sect leaders, wasn’t nitpicky about tangible benefits for the sect, but seemed to be extremely keen on the ephemeral fame among the Six Paths.

Following such an Alliance Leader wasn’t too bad for the Heavenly Demon Path… alright then, let it be!

After persuading the Heavenly Demon Path and the Nether Ghost Path, the remaining Eastern Emperor Path and Asura Path, not having the status to stand alongside the three major paths of the Intercepting Cult, didn’t warrant a personal visit by Wei Dongliu.

A letter inviting them to join in and share the spoils was already a significant show of respect.

After returning to Mount Wutai, Wei Dongliu and the Blood Sea Ancestor completed their report. Upon returning to the Mortal Life Path settlement and about to check on his two disciples’ studies, he was instead dragged by Jiang Li An into a side room.

“Husband, come quickly,” she said excitedly, “I was transported to the East Sea this time, and on my way back I got a great treasure to show you.”

“What treasure?” Puzzled, Wei Dongliu let her pull him into the room.

A moment later, he deeply regretted it.

After venting the resentment in his heart, Jiang the Witch left the room briskly and refreshed, while Wei Dongliu could only sit on the bed in meditative concentration, using his Chaotic Demon Body to recuperate his physical deficits.

They say there’s only worn-out oxen, not plowed-out fields, ancient wisdom indeed doesn’t deceive. But then, a field that actively undulates and forces the oxen to plow, the ancients probably never envisioned such a scenario, right?

If I weren’t a cultivator, I’d probably really die under my lady’s belly one day.

After recuperating, Wei Dongliu decided to reload a save.

First to understand what Shushan plans to do.

“Ah Jing, load Ling Yunpo!”

[Position Second: Shushan Shangqing Faction, Qingluo Peak.]

[Character Identity: Ling Yunpo.]

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As the Tai Yin Sword Master, Ling Yunpo recently has been quite pleased with himself.

Not only do many fellow disciples eagerly seek his favor, but elders also shower him with affection. Even many guest elders and scattered immortals who originated from Shushan or are friendly with Shushan have come to visit this Tai Yin Sword Master, primarily to witness the splendor of the Tai Yin Suming Sword.

The Suming Sword was rather critical of this, feeling that it was being treated as a mere object on display, which compromised its dignity.

But who was Ling Yunpo? Naturally, he suppressed any slight discontent without discussion.

The Suming Sword, greatly displeased, threatened to leave him and choose another sword master.

Ling Yunpo, not intimidated at all, countered with a question:

“If you were to choose another sword master, do you know what would happen?”

“At least I wouldn’t be treated like a decorative piece, flaunted everywhere,” the Suming Sword replied.

“Wrong! Completely wrong!” Ling Yunpo laughed heartily, “If you choose another sword master, it would prove that you are not a loyal life-bound sword artifact. Then, everyone who covets you will think: ‘If he can be the sword master, why can’t I?'”

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“Thus, the world would be thrown into chaos over the scramble for you. Most likely, you would end up in the hands of an immortal, who would then fear other immortals trying to snatch you away, sealing you tightly and hiding you away, never to see the light of day again… Is this what you want?”

The Suming Sword was speechless, thinking it was indeed true.

It has not been fought over, partly because everyone fears the influence of the Shushan Shangqing Faction, and partly because it has already chosen its master, and even if stolen, it could not be used by others.

If it were to choose another master, it would prove that the position of Tai Yin Sword Master could change, and then wouldn’t everyone be fighting over it?

In that case, the new sword master, to prevent being robbed of it, would surely lock it away… which would be far worse than being displayed as an exhibit.

After all, in a way, being paraded around by Ling Yunpo could also be seen as asserting ownership, right?

The Suming Sword eventually persuaded itself and sighed without a word.

The Kunlun Mirror, coldly looking on, thought, “If one day this guy sells me, do I also have to help him count the money and think it’s a good sale?”

This magic artifact has no physical form, and facing such a master with speech as deceiving as illusion techniques, it could only let itself be manipulated. Fortunately, I have already collected my physical components and can transform and leave at any time!

The Tai Yin Suming Sword has been in the Sword Pool for too long, its mind has gone dull; I cannot afford to repeat its mistake.

Leaving aside the pondering of the sword and the mirror with their own intentions, outside, the elder of Guan Family paid another visit, heaping praise upon the Tai Yin Suming Sword:

“Look at this lotus relief? The lotus, emerging from the muck unstained. This symbolizes the Suming Sword ‘gathering Tai Yin Energy without being muddied’, a profound and lofty concept!”

“And look at the length of this sword, three feet and six inches, which is quite unusual among Flying Swords. Normally, a Flying Sword would be forged to three feet and six and a half inches, but Fuxi deliberately cast it five points less, but why is that?”

He spoke and fell into deep thought.

“Why is that?” Ling Yunpo curiously asked.

“The Innate Tai Yin Energy was insufficient, so it could only be forged to three feet and six inches,” the Suming Sword responded.

“There must be profound meaning in this.” The Guan Family elder concluded, “This missing five points may well be the key to the current formidable power of the Tai Yin Suming Sword, but unfortunately, I can’t quite grasp it yet, I need to consult with our sect’s sword-casting masters.”

This elder came boastfully and left hastily, which really left Ling Yunpo at a loss for words.

“Has Guan Family elder left?” An Zhisu stepped out from the side hall and asked.

“Yes, he took a look at the Flying Sword.”

Sect Leader Su Jian followed his daughter, emerging from the side hall, his expression gloomy like water, clearly having just been scolded by his daughter, looking quite upset.