Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

This Wei Dongliu, the way he recruits disciples is really too casual, he didn’t even carefully examine that girl’s talent for cultivation, he simply asked a few questions and decided to take her in.

You should know that if her aptitude and quality are not up to par, she will struggle greatly on the path of cultivation, and might even become discouraged and self-destructive, affecting efficiency in handling mundane affairs… There have been lessons in the histories of various sects.

Wei Dongliu, after all, is still too young.

Thinking this way, Wen Yang’s guard against him dropped a few notches.

After bidding each other farewell, Wen Yang turned around and left. Wei Dongliu then, along with Wang Cong and Jiang Liyan, took a detour southward, flying towards the direction of the Tongtian Gorge.

Back at Shiping Mountain, Wei Dongliu called out Guo Jin, who was still cultivating in the room, to introduce him to his new brother and sister disciples.

“Guo Jin, from now on, you will be her senior brother. You are responsible for leading her through the three challenges of Fasting and Qi Refinement,” he said.

Jiang Liyan almost spat blood upon hearing this: The girl had just acknowledged you as her master, and you’re already passing her over to that foolish boy to teach? This master of yours is truly lazy!

Unaware of Jiang the Witch’s inner criticism, Wei Dongliu was actually quite satisfied.

This tactic of “senior disciples leading junior disciples,” thereby achieving “collective advancement in cultivation level,” was a “management method” he learned from the Ziwei Master, and now it seems to be very effective.

In the future, all the junior brothers and sisters entering the sect will be led by this lad Guo Jin!

Wang Cong felt a bit dumbfounded too; how could her master seem so unreliable?

But after all, she was thoughtful and noticed that the immortal sister beside her also seemed somewhat displeased, yet she did not directly object, which suggested that it was probably not easy to speak with her thrift-shop master.

Therefore, she also held back silently, thinking that if it was difficult to speak with her master in the future, she could go through a “roundabout rescue” via this immortal sister.

After Wei Dongliu and Jiang Liyan left, Guo Jin solemnly brought out the scriptures copied by his master and earnestly started to explain to Wang Cong:

“Junior Sister Wang, let’s start by going through the principles of the Fasting technique…”

“I wouldn’t dare take up too much of Senior Brother’s time,” Wang Cong said with a clever and charming smile, “How about I read it myself, and if I have any questions I’ll come to ask you, is that alright?”

Guo Jin thought silently for a few minutes, then shook his head and said:

“No. What if you misunderstand and think there’s no problem when actually you’re on the wrong path? If the foundation is skewed, the more you cultivate later on, the more problematic it gets. This is what Master has said.”

Wang Cong still wanted to use her clever words to persuade her senior brother, but Guo Jin didn’t pay her any attention and just continued reciting to her:

“Did you remember that?”

“I remembered all of it,” Wang Cong hurriedly nodded like a pecking chicken.

“Hmm, I’ll read it again, and this time you should try to understand…”

Outside the house, by the water’s edge, Jiang Liyan lifted the hem of her robe slightly, as if a young lady gracefully lifting her skirt, to avoid soiling it on the damp earth beneath her feet.

She carefully squatted down, her slender fingers pinching the stem of the Jade Cymbidium, bringing it close to her nose to gently sniff.

Wei Dongliu watched speechlessly: Are you taking an artistic photo? Still here posing.

“Wei Dao-friend is really learned, even in the cultivation of spiritual medicine,” Jiang Liyan said softly, “I’ve also tried to grow Jade Cymbidium, but not one has survived, so I had to buy them.”

“The roots of Jade Cymbidium like moisture but fear light, yet the petals need ventilation and sunlight, so they are difficult to grow,” Wei Dongliu explained, “To ensure the roots and petals are in different environments, you need to use formations for separate treatment.”

“I’m very curious,” Jiang Liyan suddenly stood up, and brought her delicate and beautiful face closer, her breath fragrant like orchids, with a gentle voice she said:

“I’m really curious. Is the Myriad Laws Mystic Profound Sect’s heritage truly so vast and extensive, encompassing all phenomena?”

“Otherwise how could it be worthy of the name ‘Myriad Laws’?” Wei Dongliu tilted his head back slightly, only to see Jiang the Witch suddenly step closer again, her mouth directly planting a kiss on him!

Just as their lips were about to touch, she suddenly stopped and gracefully turned around, tapping her cheek with her slender finger and thoughtfully said,

“There’s some truth to that.”

Having been played by this witch, Wei Dongliu could see that she was deliberately flirting with him!

“This demoness harbors ill intentions, I advise you to keep your distance from her,” the Kunlun Mirror suddenly spoke from within his sea of consciousness.

“How come she suddenly dares to boldly test me?” Wei Dongliu frowned and asked, “Could it be that there is something wrong with Mirror Flower Water Moon that she has discovered?”

“How could there be anything wrong with my Mirror Flower Water Moon!” The Kunlun Mirror immediately grew angry, and with some well-hidden guilt, retorted, “Even if there is a problem, it would be with your acting skills!”

“Indeed.” Wei Dongliu thought it over carefully and seemed to agree.

To him, Ah Jing was like a system in a system novel—how could it possibly go wrong? Did he still need to find the pieces of the Heaven-Mending Stone?

If there was a real problem, then forget about saving the world, he might as well find a place to bury himself in advance.

Jiang Liyan saw him standing there without responding and her heart thumped:

He couldn’t be angry, could he? Wait a minute, don’t turn on me just yet, I still need to use you to get rid of my elder sister!

With their own ulterior motives, the two of them exchanged glances for a moment, only to hear Wei Dongliu say,

“I’ll go check how they’re doing with their learning.”

Typical avoidance… The Kunlun Mirror thought to himself.

“I’ll come too,” Jiang Liyan immediately said with a smile.

Contrary to avoidance, this demoness liked to take the initiative to attack, with both strong curiosity and a desire to control… The Kunlun Mirror thought to himself.

When they returned to the room, they saw Wang Cong already sitting on the bed, cultivating in meditation.

Guo Jin, clutching the scriptures, honestly said to Wei Dongliu:

“Master, my sister asked me some questions that I don’t quite understand…”

He repeated these questions and Wei Dongliu’s head started to ache.

“You even need to ask such simple questions?” Wei Dongliu said impatiently, “Didn’t I explain this last time?”

“Master, the explanation you gave last time was for another question…”

“You should be able to draw parallels and learn by analogy, understand?” Wei Dongliu glared.

“Oh.” Guo Jin was an honest child, and having been scolded by his master, he dared not make a sound, instead casting a pleading look toward Jiang Liyan beside him.

“If you want to ask the senior, just ask directly. What are you looking at?” Wei Dongliu continued to scold.

“Disciple, disciple would like to ask Senior Jiang…” Guo Jin stuttered.

“There’s no problem, go on and tell me,” Jiang Liyan said, pulling Guo Jin to sit beside her on a chair, taking the scroll from his hands, and beginning to explain in detail, while her gaze quickly skimmed the content of the pages, seeking to uncover traces of Wei Dongliu’s Daoist heritage.

Unfortunately, the fasting method described in it was very basic and revealed nothing significant.

“Do you have any other questions? I might as well explain them all while we’re here,” Jiang Liyan said with a hint of disappointment, speaking offhandedly.

“Yes, these are the other questions…” Guo Jin started to list all the questions he had accumulated up to that point, while Jiang Liyan answered absentmindedly, her mind still secretly speculating and analyzing.

With Guo Jin’s talent and comprehension both being outrageously poor, why would Wei Dongliu take him as his eldest disciple? Was there a particular reason for this?

Could it be that there is something extraordinary hidden about him that I just can’t see?