Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 305: Chapter 22: A Man’s Promise!

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Half a month later, in Hundred Flower Valley.

“How about this house?” Long Long asked.

“It’s okay,” Long Hu said listlessly.

The two looked at the small wooden house they had just finished building, which was meticulously covered with waterproof straw and leaves.

“Do we have to live here?” Long Hu asked again.

“Where would you rather live?” Long Long countered.

“I don’t know,” Long Hu said despondently, “anywhere with mom is good, anywhere without her is not good.”

“So, you’re a mommy’s boy?” Long Long asked, eyes half-closed.

Long Hu didn’t understand the term but sensed it wasn’t something positive, so he kept silent.

“There’s certainly a reason why we’re living here,” Long Long said lazily, “You know how cultivators view demonic beasts, right?”

“Although, theoretically, cultivators all transformed from demonic beasts, over time, any sense of self-cognition will wear away… what a pity that cultivators have such long lifespans.”

“You can’t transform now. In the eyes of a cultivator, you’re just a wild animal, a beast. Understand?”

“You’re the beast!” Long Hu retorted angrily.

“Beast as in livestock,” Long Long said indifferently, not picking a fight, “I promised your mother that I would take you to the North Ming Secluded Realm.”

“If you can’t transform, I cannot take you away from here; it would be far too risky.”

“Understood,” Long Hu replied, still listless.

“The cultivation technique you need has already been provided by your mother,” Long Long said as he took out a jade slip from his storage bag, “The ‘Qingqiu Fire Courtyard Chen Ji Jue,’ seems to be from the Southern Sea.”

“Read it through once. If there’s something you don’t understand, ask me.”

Half a day later, Long Long returned with his hands behind his back.

“How’s it going?” he asked.

“Mm,” Long Hu answered reluctantly.

“No problems?” Long Long asked, surprised.

“No problems,” Long Hu repeated.

“Then I’ll ask you a few questions,” Long Long decided as he raised several difficult points.

With his Refining Mansion Grade cultivation level, even with just a cursory glance, understanding it should be easy.

Oddly enough, although the questions were not simple, Long Hu’s answers were mostly correct, clearly showing that this little fox was quite intelligent.

Too bad the initial favorability was too low, otherwise, he could have had his way with her.

“What do you want for lunch?” Long Long decided to build some trust first.

“We’re fasting, why eat?” Long Hu asked without much interest.

“Cough, although we can fast, it’s okay to treat ourselves once in a while,” Long Long said, pinching his nose.

This twisted reasoning, learned from Miss Shi, seemed to sway Long Hu a bit, so she sniffed and said:

“I don’t want to eat.”

Long Long was all too familiar with this typical female reticence, so he immediately went outside and hunted a wild chicken in the forest.

No wonder the Demon Race cultivators didn’t recognize demonic beasts – almost every animal and plant could become enlightened. If everyone played at “racial equality,” then no one could eat anything.

Long Long circled the wooden house and found an upwind spot to set up the grill.

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He then took out the Flying Sword and began to chop wood.

In the Storage Bag, Long Hu’s mother had left two swords, one named “Cold Dragon Chant” and the other “Fire Fox Cry,” both of Grade Rank Ten.

The names obviously came in pairs, leading Long Long to suspect that these two swords might well have been left behind by the Ying Long couple in the past.

He chose the Dragon Chant Sword for himself, stripped the branches of their wet leaves, and placed them beneath the grilling rack to start a fire.

Right after that, Long Long plucked the pheasant, removed its innards, then placed it on the grill to start applying the seasoning.

Once the smell of the oil mixed with spices began to waft through the air, he used a spell to let the wind carry the fragrance towards the cabin.

Inside the cabin, Long Hu was reading a Jade Slip, bored, when suddenly she caught the scent of Sichuan pepper and roasted chicken.

Saliva uncontrollably began to secrete from her mouth, yet she knew that Long Long was intentionally trying to tempt her, and she felt instant fury:

“How could I, Long Hu, be tempted by roasted meat, such bloody food? He really underestimates me.”

Another quarter hour passed and it became increasingly difficult to continue reading the Jade Slip.

This won’t do, that smell is simply too enticing, constantly distracting my attention, I must go out and give him a piece of my mind!

So, the little fox hopped out of bed, using all four of her feet to run to the side of the grill, staring at him angrily.

Long Long: ?

Confused, he continued eating his chicken leg, and saw the little fox stand up on her hind legs, resting her front paws on him, her golden Dragon Clan vertical pupils filled with dignity, her gaze clearly making a silent accusation: n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The grill is too high, I can’t reach it!

Long Long couldn’t help but laugh, then he tore off another chicken leg and handed it to her.

Long Hu then bit into the chicken leg and ran off like a puff of smoke.

Another quarter hour later, she ran back to the side of the grill and, as usual, stood on her hind legs, leaning on Long Long, subjecting him to her intimidating stare:

I want more to eat!

Pretending not to understand, Long Long simply picked up Long Hu and used a handkerchief to wipe off the grease around her mouth.

Then, he was swiftly wriggled out of by the embarrassed and angry Long Hu, who jumped onto his shoulder, employed her big tail face-slapping technique, “flap flap flap,” fanning him a few times, and then snatched the chicken wing in his hand that he hadn’t yet bitten into, and once again ran off in a puff of smoke.

Long Long: ………

A big tail smacking one’s face is quite comfortable. Sadly, I still need to push her to cultivate quickly, and then to learn the Transformation Secret Technique. Otherwise, we simply can’t leave the Hundred Flower Valley.

Several days passed, and Long Hu had finally mastered the Transformation Secret Technique.

This Transformation Secret Technique, unlike the true transformation after Core Formation, was strictly speaking a combination of the Body Refinement Realm and Illusion Technique.

After casting the secret technique, one could not only take on a human form but also make fine adjustments to facial features and body shape, achieving an effect similar to plastic surgery. It was the Demon Race version of the “Ten Aspects Release Method.”

After Long Hu cast the secret technique, she rolled on the spot and transformed into a charming and cute young girl.

Her long golden hair fell on her shoulders like blooming spring flowers, soft and resplendent. Her facial features were also delicate and gentle, making her appear to be a girl of around fourteen or fifteen.

It was just that her eyes remained as the golden vertical pupils of the Dragon Clan, and when she moved her gaze, there emanated an exceedingly cold and authoritative air, much like the hunting gaze of a superior being.

The domineering, cold nature of the dragon and the gentle, cunning character of the fox intertwined to create Long Hu’s extremely unique charm, causing Long Long to feel an irresistibly strong affection and closeness toward her.

It’s just that she’s too young and therefore completely clueless about the painstaking efforts of a good brother, always rebellious and going against me.

Fortunately, the lifespans of cultivators are all very long, and after Demonic Beasts form their Demon Cores, their lifespans become even more ridiculously long, far surpassing their Golden Core Cultivator Human Race counterparts of the same grade.

Long Long then secretly made up his mind: Since I’ve already promised my mother-in-law, I will absolutely cultivate our Long Hu into a perfect Demon Race cultivator!

This is a man’s promise!