Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 1129: Chapter 93 Chen Guanshui Realizes the Danger

Although anxious and burning with urgency, Chen Guanshui indeed had no way out.

Because all the trump cards he usually gathered, no matter how strong or numerous, ultimately required his body to be back under his control to be fully utilized.

Otherwise, it would be like water without a source, wood without roots, or a world-class soldier paralyzed on one side, a genius brain in shock; no matter how formidable, it would be to no avail.

Therefore, he could only anxiously digest the remaining spiritual power and merit in his meridians while indirectly probing Madam Jiang for outside news.

“So, how are things outside?” Chen Guanshui tentatively asked.

“What about?” Jiang the Witch feigned ignorance.

“It’s just… wasn’t I controlled by the will of the Heavenly Dao and ascended?” Chen Guanshui laughed freely, as if casually asking, “So, aren’t they very worried about me?”

“Well…” Jiang the Witch pretended to ponder, while actually quickly thinking of an answer.

Thinking about how to scare her husband to maximize the fun she created.

After all, she was a cunning Heavenly Demon, and soon thought of something clever, saying with a smile,

“Not at all, everyone noticed something was very wrong with you, so they joined forces to restrain your body, then discussed how to awaken your consciousness!”

“You see, being a Heavenly Demon whom everyone fears, how could I have smoothly passed through their guard to rush into your body? It was because at that time your consciousness couldn’t awaken for a long time, and they were at their wit’s end and had to entrust me to confirm your situation.”

“I see.” Chen Guanshui nodded repeatedly, finally letting out a long sigh of relief in his heart… Ah, bullshit!

How could that be! Even when lying, focus a bit on rationality, will you? Don’t I know my own combat power, Chen Guanshui?

Before ascension, the distance to that throne in the sky was just a small threshold, standing on this earth as a peerless master, unrivaled. Who could pull me off the path of ascension?

Thinking of this, Chen Guanshui was suddenly terrified, his anxiety growing.

The concubines joining forces to prevent him from ascending, even without Madam Jiang’s words, he roughly knew in his heart.

But as the saying goes, it’s vital for a person to have self-awareness, and Chen Guanshui has never overestimated his own power— even if all the concubines united, they probably couldn’t defeat even his little finger’s fight, unless the entire Three Pure Orthodox Sect combined forces; only then might there be some back and forth.

However, delving deeper into this direction, it’s hard to remain calm.

Is the will of the Heavenly Dao such a benevolent plaything? As they say, “Heaven and Earth are not benevolent, treating all things as straw dogs,” what it values most are the rules and order of the world. If you follow the rules (like accepting the six paths of reincarnation of life, age, illness, and death), you might not even feel its presence; but if you think of going against it (like cultivating for immortality), it’ll immediately let you know what thunderous means.

And the temperament of the concubines… Even the relatively gentlest Shi Liuli and the little fox absolutely do not have the character to let go easily.

Once the battle starts, with the ruthless nature of the Heavenly Dao’s will, wouldn’t it blow the concubines away like falling flowers?

Thinking that when he retrieves his body, the first sight waiting for him would be his concubines collapsed in pools of blood, and his own hands covered in blood… Chen Guanshui felt an urge to destroy the world.

“Madam, do not joke with me.” He feigned nonchalance, laughing while debating with Jiang the Witch, “I am indeed the head of the Mortal Life Path Sect, the Great Demon Wei! When they were in the Orthodox Sect, none were my match, and even now, even if they combined forces, they couldn’t harm a single hair of mine, let alone restrain or prevent my ascension?”

“Husband does not believe me?” Jiang Lian first seemed surprised, then sneered, “If you don’t believe me, then go ask someone you trust, like your life-bound sword artifact girl, how about that?”

Summoning Sword: ???

It was happily watching the lady tease her husband, but upon hearing this, felt bewildered and innocent:

What’s this got to do with me!

“It’s not that I don’t trust madam!” Chen Guanshui first debated, then realized and changed his tune admitting fault, “It’s my fault, it’s not that I don’t believe Madam’s words, but the facts and what I thought differ greatly, hence I have many doubts, please enlighten me, Madam.”

He showed a cautious and flattering attitude, which indeed made Jiang Lian very pleased.

Though essentially still a Heavenly Demon, a creature driven by emotion, she had been so influenced by Wei Dongliu during her time in the mortal world that she unknowingly got assimilated. Even knowing her husband’s flattery came with ulterior motives, she still couldn’t help feeling a bit pleased and smug, thus she hummed and said,

“Don’t think too highly of yourself. Those concubines of yours… cough, although none are as strong as me, it’s not like they don’t have any last resort. If you underestimate them too much, you might suffer a significant loss, you know?”

The implication of these words was clear enough that Chen Guanshui began pondering what hidden cards his concubines might possess.

Hmm…

Unknown Phoenix Secret Technique?

Out-of-the-ordinary Art Calculation Great Method?

Immortal Rank Old Ancestor Emperor Ying Long?

Sun True Obscure Sword, which could open the heavens and kill demons?

The more he thought about it, Chen Guanshui began to feel a bit cold sweat (although his consciousness was currently within the Nascent Soul, and he wouldn’t sweat).

If everyone is hiding cards I don’t know about, and brings them out at key moments to beat me up, it’s not impossible they’ll succeed.

Actually, if I were controlling the body, with my wealth of magical competition experience, exceptional knowledge and experience, superior strategic foresight, and strong reaction awareness, even in the face of their unknown cards, I might not flinch.

But unfortunately, controlling the body is the will of the Heavenly Dao, and from my past life experience, never believe a fool can create miracles, so there’s probably not much hope left.

What would happen if the will of the Heavenly Dao were defeated?

First, they would certainly turn on each other.

Not that I misunderstand their personalities; which cultivator is not a strong person defying the heavens? Once choosing the path of cultivation, they have to compete with their own talent for efficiency, compete with sect rivals for resources, compete with opposing cultivators for victory, and contend with the merciless heavenly tribulations for a sliver of survival… Ultimately reaching the Nascent Soul stage, how many are easy to deal with?

Even the relatively weakest, Liuli Lady, merely lacks some practical combat experience compared to same-level cultivators. In terms of will, courage, audacity, she is absolutely as good as anyone.

Furthermore, regardless of how defeated and disheartened the losers are or even heavily injured, what would the victors do to me?

Bring me back to the sect…

Lock me up…

Enjoy in solitude…

“Madam, Suming.” Chen Guanshui said solemnly, “I have something very important that I want to ask for your help.”

“Is there any way for me to absorb these True Yuan within a short time, best in a second, to regain control of my body?”

“No, I don’t know.” “Forget it!”