Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

The matter with Luo Yan had come to an end, and the Synchronization Value had finally escaped the danger zone.

Therefore, after Shi Liuli took him to a single room in the Heavenly Craft Workshop for accommodation, Luo Yan saved his progress there, then reloaded to transport his body to Shushan, using the Mirror Flower Water Moon Technique to assume the identity of Ling Yunpo.

[Location Two: Shushan Shangqing Faction, Qingluo Peak.]

[Character Identity: Ling Yunpo.]

[Mirror Flower Water Moon Template overlaying, time-space travel in progress.]

Recently, Senior Sister An Zhisu had been especially enthusiastic, and even though he had Innate Sword Bone with robust Root Bone, she still managed to train him to the brink of death.

Moreover, to learn the Two-Handed Sword Control Technique, Senior Sister An reportedly sought someone to teach him, but it was unknown who that person was.

After staying in the side room for a moment, Ling Yunpo picked up the Green Duckweed Sword, planning to take a walk outside.

Just before he reached the main hall, he heard an unfamiliar male voice coming from inside:

“The former senior sister of Shi Ziming met her fate at your hands, so Shi Ziming was not out for the Administrative Hall but came to seek revenge on you out of personal grudge…”

“I’m aware of that, Junior Brother Lin,” An Zhisu said, irritated.

Ling Yunpo subconsciously thought he was being called, before realizing that it was “Lin,” not “Ling.”

Well, Senior Sister An’s accent belonged to the gentle Wu dialect, so it was normal for her not to distinguish the nasal sounds.

“Shi Ziming is already dead, so I don’t plan to pursue the matter any further,” An Zhisu continued, “The priority now is…”

“Let me finish!” the male voice interrupted her, saying urgently, “Shi Ziming’s False Core method is exactly Ziyun Peak’s ‘Purple Qi Congealing at the Summit’!”

“Do you understand? Although Shi Ziming harbored hatred against you, the one who was really fanning the flames behind the scenes was Ziyun Peak!”

“Since Ziyun Peak failed to harm you that time, they shifted their target to harm your junior brother instead.”

“If Ling Yunpo goes to duel with Lou Zhizheng, it would be tantamount to stepping right into a trap they’ve set.”

“If I were you, I would never let Ling Yunpo go alone into danger!”

An Zhisu sighed, saying:

“Junior Brother Ling has made up his mind, and I really can’t dissuade him any further…”

“Then I will persuade him,” the male voice said.

Who the hell are you! Ling Yunpo became furious and strode into the main hall with his head high.

He saw An Zhisu standing in the center of the main hall, clad in white, her eyes filled with worry.

An unfamiliar young man stood beside her, dressed in a green robe, carrying a sword box on his back, with a stern face, still quietly saying something to her.

When Ling Yunpo came out from the back courtyard, An Zhisu immediately put away her worries and smiled again, beckoning him over and saying:

“Junior brother, this is Senior Brother Lin Duanshan, whom I’ve asked to come and teach you the Two-Handed Sword Control Technique.”

“I’ve met Senior Brother Lin,” Ling Yunpo greeted indifferently.

“Jingang Feng, Lin Duanshan,” the other party also returned the greeting with a salute and arrogantly said, “I’ll make it clear in advance.”

“Your Senior Sister An has asked me to teach you. Although I’ve agreed, I am not your master, and I’m under no obligation to explain things to you in a way that you can understand!”

“If you lack the talent and fail to learn what I teach, you should give up on the duel early, and not make your senior sister worry about you!”

Hmph, Ling Yunpo was so angry he laughed.

What are you, daring to defy me in front of my senior sister?

“Senior Brother Lin is ranked third on the Immortal Sword Ranking,” An Zhisu said with a smile beside them, “Despite his curt speech, he’s actually kind-hearted. Since he’s agreed to teach you, he will definitely do a good job.”

Ranked third on the Immortal Sword Ranking? Ling Yunpo frowned, realizing that this man was not simple.

The Immortal Sword Ranking was, in fact, a contrivance by the Shushan Shangqing Faction to encourage Foundation Establishment disciples to compete with each other.

Every so often, the Shangqing Sect would hold internal competitions, using the results to rank positions on the Immortal Sword Ranking.

In some ways, this Immortal Sword Ranking indeed held significance—it directly showcased the strength of each disciple.

If you were ranked thirtieth on the Immortal Sword Ranking, you had to be aware of it, and you’d better not challenge anyone in the top ten, or else you wouldn’t even know how you died.

After all, the Cultivation World had no internet, and information was hard to come by. Unless you were as notorious as the top-ranked Weed-Cutting Sword Immortal, who had made blood enemies with almost every sword peak, it was very hard to spread your fame to other peaks.

For example, Lin Duanshan from Jingang Feng—I’d never heard of him before today.

But when you hear “third on the Immortal Sword Ranking,” oh, that makes sense, a great master of the Refining Mansion Rank just slightly weaker than my senior sister, and instantly you understand the opponent’s strength and realm.

“Then, please enlighten me, Senior Brother Lin,” he said reservedly.

“Hmph,” Lin Duanshan snorted coldly and walked outside.

On the open ground outside Qingluo Peak’s Daoist temple, Lin Duanshan summoned two Flying Swords which hovered side by side in front of him, and said:

“The one on the right is my Life-bound Sword Artifact, a Ninth Rank Earth System Flying Sword called ‘Kaiyue’.”

“The one on the left is my customarily used auxiliary sword, a Ninth Rank Metal System Flying Sword called ‘Chang Bing’.”

“To instruct you in the breathing method for the Two-Handed Sword Control Technique, it’s sufficient to only compare swordsmanship, without using one’s own cultivation level or the Daoist Techniques on the sword,” he said suddenly in a deep voice. “Ling Yunpo! Draw your sword!”

Ling Yunpo immediately formed a sword technique with his hands, and the Green Duckweed Sword shot out from behind him, stopping before him:

“This is my Tenth Rank Water System Flying Sword ‘Qing Ping’,” he said aloud. “Let’s do as Senior Brother says, only compare swordsmanship, without using Daoist Techniques or cultivation level!”

“Good!” Lin Duanshan shouted loudly. “Senior Sister An, give him another Flying Sword!”

An Zhisu, standing nearby, pointed with her finger and the Frostfall Sword shot out from her fingertip, hovering in front of Ling Yunpo.

Ling Yunpo reached out with his left hand, establishing a connection of Qi with the Frostfall Sword.

Under the control of An Zhisu, he had no difficulty in attaching his Divine Sense to it and smoothly took command of the Frostfall Sword.

“Which route does your right hand control Qing Ping through?” Lin Duanshan asked loudly.

“The Hand Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian!” Ling Yunpo answered loudly. “Starting from the Giant Bone, passing through Qu Chi, across He Gu, around Shang Yang, to form a link with Qing Ping Sword!”

“Good!” Lin Duanshan quickly said. “Yin and Yang must be balanced! For your left hand, use the Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian, starting from Tianchi, passing through Qu Ze, across Lao Gong, and around Zhong Chong, to try controlling the Frostfall Sword!”

Ling Yunpo did as instructed, following the order of channels for the Qi flow, and soon found that while controlling the Qing Ping Sword, he could also command the Frostfall Sword as easily as moving his arm.

An Zhisu, watching from the side, could not help but show a pleased smile.

For her own Two-Handed Sword Control Technique breathing, the right arm went through the Hand Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian, while the left arm went through the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian.

However, when she taught it verbatim to Ling Yunpo, he just couldn’t learn it.

Now it seemed, due to individual physical differences, the suitable Qi flow routes varied from person to person.

“Being able to multitask and operate two swords simultaneously is only the most basic of the basics!” Lin Duanshan said coldly. “The important part is integrating it into actual combat and becoming proficient in its use!”

“Let me ask you, since your entry, which Sword Techniques have you learned?”

“Naturally, Shushan Swordsmanship and our sect’s Seven Kills Sword Technique!” Ling Yunpo immediately replied.

“Only the Shushan Sword Technique?” Lin Duanshan said coldly. “We Sword Cultivators use our swords to break through the laws. With laws numbering in the myriad, if you only know one Sword Technique, how can you break through cleanly?

His face was filled with a sneering smile, and the frustration in his eyes deepened:

“The dual-handed Sword Control of the Seven Kills lineage is renowned for completely different sword paths in each hand. Yet you only know Shushan Swordsmanship. You’re telling me the left sword follows Shushan’s path, and the right hand does too? You might as well tie the two swords together!”

“Such a level truly tarnishes Senior Sister An’s reputation. In the future, outside, refrain from admitting to being her junior brother!”

“Lin Duanshan!” An Zhisu immediately stood with furrowed brows and shouted, “How I teach disciples at Qingluo Peak is none of Jingang Feng’s business! Ling Junior Brother calls you Senior Brother, but don’t get too cocky!”

“Yes, Senior Sister An,” Lin Duanshan quickly said with a forced smile, then turned and glared at Ling Yunpo. “I will use Huashan Swordsmanship to spar with you, observe my sword path carefully!”