Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Inside the room, a dark light surged, and various Restrictions burst forth one after another, causing noise and vibrations that toppled everything on the shelves.

After confirming that all the Restrictions inside were disabled, Wei Dongliu reluctantly reentered, rearranged the Magical Treasures and Elixir Bottles on the shelves, and hung the Hiltless Locust Wood Sword on the wall before slowly stepping out of the treasure room. He found a concealed corner to hide and commanded,

“Ah Jing, Illusion Technique!”

The Kunlun Mirror quickly cast a disguise Illusion Technique on him.

It wasn’t long before a commotion could be heard from outside.

Soon after, a hurried Xu Yinglian came from outside.

Under the effect of the Illusion Technique, she didn’t glance toward the depths of the corridor but headed straight to the doorway of the treasure room, using the Fire Phoenix Technique to probe the situation inside.

Then, she revealed a look of surprise, “How come there are no Restrictions here?”

Wei Dongliu, hiding at the end of the side corridor, saw the naive expression on Junior Sister Xu’s face and couldn’t help but want to laugh.

If Jiang the Witch were here, she certainly wouldn’t have entered so easily.

Many deceptive Restrictions could not necessarily be detected by Spells. Compared to the Demon Cult Cultivators with rich combat experience, Junior Sister Xu was still too green.

Wei Dongliu secretively waved his sleeve, and a Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu flew out from the cuff, quietly lying in wait in a corner of the ceiling near the treasure room, silently observing Xu Yinglian’s movements inside.

She went straight to a shelf and looked at the Yinhui Yuanshen Water inside.

This reminded Wei Dongliu that he had yet to hand over the Yangxia Zhuming Pills and Storage Bag to her since Qiu Changtian’s return to Kunlun.

Cough cough, I’ll return them at the next save point.

Xu Yinglian secured the Yinhui Yuanshen Water and patiently took other Magical Treasures and items. Only at the end did she reach out for the Hiltless Locust Wood Sword hanging on the wall.

As soon as she extended her hand, Wei Dongliu had already activated his Chaotic Demon Body, transforming into the appearance of a red-haired, double-pupilled Demon Lord. He stealthily approached her from behind and, lightning-fast, reached over her shoulder to seize the Hiltless Locust Wood Sword in his hand.

Xu Yinglian: !!!

In an instant, her expression turned incredibly complex, but she quickly collected herself, assuming a stance as if facing a formidable enemy.

“Who might you be?” Xu Yinglian asked coldly.

Wei Dongliu was deeply disappointed.

Being my Daoist Companion and Junior Sister, your alertness is sorely lacking.

Seeing no Restrictions but not being suspicious, and not noticing someone approaching from behind… how have I been teaching you all this time?

“Demon Lord Wei Dongliu.” He deliberately revealed a vicious and fierce grin.

“Wei Dongliu? Never heard of him…” Xu Yinglian responded coldly. With a sudden flick of her hands inside her sleeves, the Feather Jia Sword shot out from behind her back, thrusting towards the opponent’s head.

Yet it was grasped firmly in Wei Dongliu’s hand.

Xu Yinglian’s pupils shrank sharply, and she quickly urged the Sword Dao techniques, but only saw the Feather Jia Sword let out a pained wail.

Wei Dongliu, carrying the Chaotic Demon Body and possessing the “Demonic Subduing Upper Spirit Splitting Muddy and Clear Scripture,” had converted all of his robust Daoist True Yuan into the most sinister and filthy Chaotic Demonic Qi.

At this moment, with just a single thought, that Demonic Qi rushed into the Feather Jia Sword, fighting relentlessly with the Daoist True Yuan inside.

According to Daoist terminology, this is called “Magic Artifact contamination,” a capability only possessed by profound magic.

Seeing that the Feather Jia Sword was not heeding her command, Xu Yinglian decided to cast off all concerns and release the Great Bright Fire in this confined space, ready to suffer mutual destruction with her adversary.

However, Wei Dongliu understood her all too well. This Junior Sister Xu’s tactical style, much like her stubborn nature, was almost identical to him. Asking her to bow her head and give in was even harder than killing her.

Just as she was about to cast the spell, Wei Dongliu’s hand shot out like lightning, seizing her throat directly.

Xu Yinglian’s throat was constricted, the Great Bright Fire surged up her throat but was soon stifled by the Demonic Qi invading her neck. The clash of forces nearly caused her to roll her eyes back.

Wei Dongliu, gripping her fair neck as though he was clutching the neck of a large goose, rapidly infused his Demonic Qi, causing all her meridians to be blocked, her Divine Sense to become dull, and her consciousness quickly sank into darkness.

Done!

Looking at Xu Yinglian collapsed on the ground, her face contorted in pain and unconscious, Wei Dongliu felt a touch of moral guilt and self-reproach, but soon reassured himself with a thought:

Alas, this Junior Sister Xu is simply too weak! Unable to win against Qiu Changtian, she also can’t defeat Wei Dongliu. How could I be at ease letting her go out to experience the world?

The reason I acted so roughly this time was to teach her what the survival of the fittest means in the Cultivation Realm, what the heartless and cruel nature of the Demon Cult is. It is better for her to fall into my hands now than into the hands of some demonic cultists in the future, right?

Those people wouldn’t understand what it means to have mercy or to hold back!

Thinking this way, Wei Dongliu quickly convinced himself:

I’m doing this for my Junior Sister’s own good, to force her to confront these necessary setbacks!

All of this is for her own good!

With this thought, he felt completely at ease with his actions, without a hint of remorse.

He picked up the Hiltless Locust Wood Sword hanging on the wall with his right hand and scooped up Xu Yinglian from the ground with his left, carrying her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and walked outside.

Leaving the treasure room, turning the corner, the red-haired and double-pupiled Wei Dongliu boldly appeared in front of Qiu Changtian and the Flying Asura, casually tossing Xu Yinglian from his shoulder.

The Flying Asura, its dark-as-ink corpse claws gripping Qiu Changtian’s neck, hurriedly tossed him aside, allowing Xu Yinglian to crash to the ground.

Wei Dongliu, taking the opportunity, spat out a drop of his essence blood onto the Hiltless Locust Wood Sword, immediately completing the recognition of the master.

The Flying Asura felt a sensation and its face suddenly changed:

The Locust Wood Sword bonded with my life has been subdued by this guy in front of me!

“The Kunlun Foundation Establishment Realm’s Chief Disciple, oh? And a Flying Asura…” Wei Dongliu said with a deliberate sneer. Seeing the Flying Asura no longer able to restrain itself, it immediately threw the now worthless Qiu Changtian aside and viciously attacked him.

Wei Dongliu blocked its assault with the Hiltless Locust Wood Sword, while his mind flickered with a thought:

Punishment!

As the thought passed, the Hiltless Locust Wood Sword trembled slightly, and the Flying Asura’s claws rapidly corroded, and its expression twisted violently.

“Ha, that’s all?” scoffed Wei Dongliu. “Not even unsealing the restrictions, this is the extent of your strength?”

The Flying Asura didn’t speak, continuing its ferocious assault, but limited by its own restrictions, it was unable to unleash even a tenth or twentieth of its power.

Seeing Qiu Changtian check on Xu Yinglian’s condition from across the way, Wei Dongliu no longer held back, his mind turning again:

Strengthen the seal!

At once, the Flying Asura became as rigid as a wooden chicken, and Wei Dongliu struck it with one sword, sending it flying to the ground, immobilized.

Wei Dongliu then walked forward, speaking to Qiu Changtian in dialogue projected by the Kunlun Mirror.