Starting My Cultivation With Time Management-Chapter 868 - 9 Don’t Joke

Chapter 868 -9 Don’t Joke

“Is Long Long very busy lately?” Long Hu patiently ground the tea leaves, then brewed them with spring water.

“Of course, after all, he’s the newly promoted elder,” Long Long said with a sigh, “Somehow, everyone thinks I’m definitely going to be the next clan leader.”

“If you become the clan leader, wouldn’t I be able to become the clan leader’s wife?” Long Hu said with a giggly smile, “By then, the Azure Dragon Clan will be under our command!”

Wake up, Hu, even the current clan leader, Qin Beiwang, hasn’t been able to dictate everything in the clan; major decisions still need the approval of the Ancestral Azure Dragon.

“I know,” Long Hu lay back on the bed, comfortably rolling over, “And I know you definitely won’t become the clan leader… you still have to take me there, right?”

“Speaking of which.” Long Long suddenly frowned and asked, “Have you been neglecting your cultivation practice lately?”

“Ah?” Long Hu immediately stood up, feigning ignorance, “I don’t know what you are talking about… The tea is ready, please have some.”

Long Long took the tea, took a sip, and said:

“The two of us transformed not long apart, right? Now I have already entered the Dong Yuan Realm, what stage is your cultivation at now?”

Long Hu stammered and couldn’t speak.

She felt slightly aggrieved, thinking to herself, what do I do every day if not following your lead?

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When you play, I play; when you work, I work; when you cultivate, I cultivate; but why is my cultivation progressing much slower than yours?

You must be secretly practicing extra without telling me! And you accuse me of being lazy, what a liar, Long Long!

She felt a mix of unspeakable frustration and misery, her tail drooping down as she said dejectedly:

“I get it, I’ll go practice.”

Long Long nodded in satisfaction, took another sip of tea, just as Long Hu, who had walked to the door, suddenly turned around and said:

“This is my room, isn’t it?”

The door closed heavily behind her, and Long Long sighed deeply.

Ah, still such a girl, unable to understand my intentions.

When I eventually leave the Eastern Emperor Realm, there will no longer be anyone to stand by you, to watch over you, to take care of you, to protect you meticulously… If you don’t start getting stronger now, then when?

He suddenly sensed a reaction from the Storage Bag, quickly found a quiet room nearby, took out the Formation Map, and indeed, it was a Jade Slip sent from Beiming Fanyang.

It recorded a line:

“Need one millennial tree heart, follow the usual protocol.”

Ha! Long Long scoffed to himself, pushing aside the matter he had previously agreed to inform Shi Yao about, and replied directly:

“My master has been sent by the clan to fight in a war, he asked me to handle contact with you, your future needs can be communicated to me.”

The Jade Slip was sent to the other side, and soon there was no further response.

But Long Long knew, the other party definitely wouldn’t be able to resist contacting him again—simple reason: once you breach a threshold once, you can breach it a second time.

About three or four days later, indeed, a message came from the other side:

“Who are you?”

“I am the disciple of the person who previously contacted you,” Long Long quickly replied, sending the Jade Slip.

This time, after waiting for about half a moment, a message came:

“Are you from the Dragon Clan?”

“Genuine guarantee,” Long Long replied.

“How can you prove it?” the other party asked again.

In the brief message, it was filled with intense doubt, distrust, resistance to communication yet a desperate need to communicate.

“Give you a drop of my blood?” Long Long asked.

This statement entirely baffled the other party. It’s well-known that in the Eastern Emperor Realm, similar to the Cultivation Realm, there are various ancient, mysterious, sinister, and unpredictable secret techniques that can curse someone using items like hair or blood.

If it were blood lost on the battlefield, it would be fine since blood would lose its vitality after being outside the body for a while. But if you send your blood through a teleportation formation directly to someone, and they use a secret technique to preserve it, cursing you would be a piece of cake.

Only either a naturally guileless fool or someone who sees the other party as completely trustworthy would send their blood to someone else.

After a long, long time, the other party finally replied:

“Okay.”

This answer didn’t surprise Long Long, so he then instructed the Kunlun Mirror:

“Ah Jing, get a drop of Jiaolong blood.”

Kunlun Mirror: ………

I knew it! I should have known!

It should be noted here that Long Long is actually a human who neither has nor could possibly have any Jiaolong bloodline.

He can act as a Jiaolong so comfortably in the Eastern Emperor Realm entirely because he uses the essence blood of Ying Long.

This thing is like a simulator core, setting up a software platform mimicking the Dragon Clan on the human hardware, thereby able to run various Dragon Clan programs… This is quite complicated to explain in detail, but essentially, Long Long himself has no dragon blood.

Because of this, he agreed so readily to give his blood—simply by having Kunlun Mirror use a drop of Ying Long’s essence blood to differentiate it into some normal blood.

Essence blood refers to the special bone marrow that can produce normal blood, and is the fundamental source of a cultivator’s bodily vitality. The blood differentiated from it would naturally be authentic Ying Long blood.

If the enemy does something with this blood, it would only affect the original owner of the blood, who is Ying Long in the Demon Locking Tower.

However, Long Long doubts if there is such a powerful secret technique that could curse Ying Long in the Demon Locking Tower across the vast barriers between the Eastern Emperor Realm and the Cultivation realm.

If there were such a technique, Ying Long would have died a thousand times over already, right? After all, the Qilin Clan least wants to see Emperor Ying Long alive in the Cultivation Realm.

In short, Long Long sending his blood had no hidden dangers whatsoever. But the other party didn’t know this, so it seems they might be won over yet again… This guy only works with such effortless proficiency in such situations, leaving Kunlun Mirror at a loss for words.

Quietly handling a drop of blood, Kunlun Mirror said coldly:

“Don’t involve me in this kind of thing next time. The Dragon Clan has ways to differentiate blood through essence blood internally; just use that method to produce a drop yourself.”

“If I asked my clan for help, they would surely ask ‘why don’t you just cut your hand and squeeze a drop out,’ which I can’t really answer,” Long Long said, chuckling.

Kunlun Mirror ignored him and sank into gloomy silence.

Long Long placed the blood into the Purifying Bottle and sent it over.

Not long after, the other side finally sent a message:

“Who is your father’s clan?”

Alright, regardless of whether the other party is Beiming Fanyang or not, they are definitely some sort of Jiaolong force, this is why they could rapidly identify the blood’s composition.

On further thought, if Shi Yao couldn’t confirm the identity of the other party, she probably wouldn’t play such a role of a cash machine… although it is rather frustrating.

“Guess,” Long Long replied with two words, sending the Jade Slip.

After about a quarter of an hour of silence, the other party sent back the Jade Slip.

Long Long looked closely, only to see four words in the Jade Slip:

“Don’t joke around.”