Starting My Cultivation With Time Management-Chapter 907 - 47: The First Piece Obtained

Wei Dongliu took the fragment and, without a second thought, shouted: freёweɓnovel.com

"Ah Jing, teleport!"

"Teleportation is impossible!" the Kunlun Mirror suddenly responded. "Space turbulence outside the cave heaven is surging. Forcefully attempting long-distance teleportation now is too dangerous! Leave this mountain peak first and follow my guidance to locate a spatial anchor point!"

Wei Dongliu was stunned. What does "long-distance teleportation" mean?

I just want to teleport out of this cave heaven. How has it turned into "long-distance teleportation"?

He hurriedly dashed out of the mountain and was immediately astonished to see the clear sky had turned into a starry night.

"Could this be…?"

"This Golden Cicada Temple cave heaven has long been situated outside the Heavenly Sphere of the primary world!" the Kunlun Mirror said solemnly. "It’s only because of the Heaven-Mending Stone fragment protecting it that it appeared no different from ordinary cave heavens. But if several more years pass and the two worlds drift far enough apart, even long-distance teleportation will fail by then. That would be complete severance!"

"No need to wait for several years," the Summoning Sword sneered. "Without the Heaven-Mending Stone fragment, how much longer can this world last?"

"True enough," the Kunlun Mirror agreed seriously. "Guan Shui, look closely. If we fail to mend the heavens, in the apocalyptic calamity that will engulf the Cultivation Realm hundreds of years from now… this kind of scene will occur."

Wei Dongliu fixed his gaze and saw the night sky shining brightly, with stars cascading down like rain—truly like rain, as the numerous luminous points grew larger and transformed into blazing azure fireballs. They burned as they tore through the heavenly dome, falling into the cave heaven below.

Every crack created tore open instantly and was flooded by torrents of water from the celestial river, forming streams of cascading waterfalls within the cave heaven.

However, what appeared to be a breathtaking waterfall scene, if the cave heaven is likened to a water prison trapping oneself, and the waterfalls are likened to streams pouring into the prison, it instantly invokes tremendous fear.

The celestial river water flowed into the cloud sea. Wherever it passed, the cloud sea turned into countless tiny ice shards that softly scattered and fell. Clearly, the celestial river water was cold to the extreme, yet it maintained its liquid form—a truly peculiar phenomenon.

In contrast to the extreme cold of the celestial river water, the falling stars were extremely hot. Wei Dongliu saw burning stars streaking through the celestial river water, instantly evaporating the massive flow into curling white vapor.

Another star swept across the mountain peak, its transmitted intense heat slicing off several feet of the mountain’s tip. Molten earth and rocks oozed down like flowing magma.

This cave heaven was utterly doomed.

Wei Dongliu felt a twinge of pity. But considering that his home in the Cultivation Realm might face similar calamity in the future, his heart hardened immediately.

No matter what, the apocalypse must be stopped!

Even if it means deceiving my wife, betraying my sect, resorting to unscrupulous methods, or being condemned by all—I must save this world!

This is a man’s responsibility!

"Alright," the Kunlun Mirror suddenly said. "I’ve temporarily found an anchor point. I’ll guide you there."

"Alright." Wei Dongliu set off on his journey.

"What about the monks… should they be saved?" the Kunlun Mirror asked again.

"No," Wei Dongliu coldly replied. "If any monk knows the secrets behind Golden Cicada Temple and leaks the information… it will always remain a hidden threat. Better they all die here."

"And number two?" the Summoning Sword interjected.

"I’m a Hell Path spy, not truly a Hell Path cultivator. Why save him?" Wei Dongliu sneered. "Who reported to Hell Path that I haven’t made any progress here, thinking I wouldn’t find out? Leave him to fend for himself!"

Arriving at the anchor point indicated by the Kunlun Mirror, a whirl of chaotic motion ensued, and Wei Dongliu found himself above the Southern Sea of the Divine Land.

"Finally back," he murmured, then pondered for a moment and asked the Kunlun Mirror, "Should I keep this Heaven-Mending Stone fragment on me, or hide it somewhere?"

"If you keep it on you, I fear someone might use some divine skill to detect the fragment. But if you hide it somewhere, you might end up feeling uneasy…"

"In its inactive state, the Heaven-Mending Stone fragment is indistinguishable from common stones, even under Divine Sense scanning," the Kunlun Mirror said dismissively. "Who can detect these fragments?"

"Ah Jing, aren’t you able to detect them?" Wei Dongliu asked.

"How many Kunlun Mirrors do you think exist in the world?" The Kunlun Mirror immediately became indignant.

"The world may have only one Kunlun Mirror, but it doesn’t mean only the Kunlun Mirror can detect the Heaven-Mending Stone fragments…" Wei Dongliu hesitated but then heard the Summoning Sword laugh and say:

"Sword Master, just keep it on you. Otherwise, if you hide it elsewhere, wouldn’t you feel uneasy?"

"You’re right," Wei Dongliu sighed.

It wasn’t that he was overly paranoid, but he’d read countless novels before his transmigration where protagonists stumbled upon precious treasures—a fall off a cliff yielding a treasure, a meteor striking and gifting a treasure, simply finding a stone on the roadside that turns out to be a treasure… What if he hid the fragment in some secret place only for a protagonist with great fortune to stumble upon it?

The Summoning Sword made a valid point. This kind of supreme treasure… ultimately needed to be carried personally for peace of mind.

"There are still five fragments left." Wei Dongliu pondered aloud. "I’ve already reported back to the Hell Path and currently lack means to reach Golden Cicada Temple. Therefore, the destruction of that cave heaven shouldn’t arouse suspicion from Daoist Luo."

"The fragments in Kunlun, Shushan, and Penglai have all been located, but the Three Pure Orthodox Sect shares a deep bond—acting on one will alert the others. A simultaneous strike is necessary, so it requires careful planning."

"As for the fragment within the Hell Path, its whereabouts remain uncertain for now, and we’ll need to wait for the right opportunity to gradually investigate."

"For now, the fragment most likely obtainable seems to be the Eastern Emperor Realm’s…" As the thought crossed his mind, Wei Dongliu felt reluctant.

Because obtaining the fragment meant that Long Long’s alternate identity had accomplished its historical mission.

All those companions—little foxes, little dragons, little turtles, little birds, little tigers—would soon be parting ways with him.

But then, turning the thought over, Wei Dongliu reminded himself that his true body belonged to the Human Race. There was no reason to stay permanently in the Eastern Emperor Realm. Being enamored with little animals wasn’t the right path after all.

Enough, enough. Better to first get in contact with Beiming Fanyang!

"Ah Jing, teleport to the Eastern Emperor Realm!"

[Anchor Point Five: Eastern State, Jianmu Divine Island.]

[Character Identity: Long Long.]

[Mirror Flower Water Moon Template engaged. Time-Space travel in progress.]

Since Long Long’s promotion to elder status, the Eastern Emperor Realm’s total warfare had paused for some time.

The Azure Dragon Clan held an ancestral worship ceremony celebrating Long Long’s ascension to the Dong Yuan Realm. Various major powers showed courtesy by ceasing conflicts and sending representatives to congratulate him. Now, with the ceremony concluded, while full-scale warfare had not resumed, the constant skirmishes and provocations along the borders intensified by the day.

Clearly, large-scale war breaking out again was merely a matter of time.

The clan had already informed Long Long that, should war reignite, his Red Dust Hundred Worlds Diagram would need to be deployed for large-scale troop transfer.

Long Long solemnly agreed, but privately, he had a sudden inspiration:

If I can devise a way to deliver the yang scroll of the Red Dust Hundred Worlds Diagram to Beiming Fanyang, and then have the artifact spirit teleport me alongside the little foxes there, wouldn’t this matter be resolved directly?

Also need to think up a way to persuade Beiming Fanyang to accept the scroll I send over!