Starting My Cultivation With Time Management-Chapter 936 - 76 Loyalty

Due to the inconsistency caused by reading different save points, the Kunlun Mirror temporarily laid low after being transported to the Eastern Emperor Realm.

It waited patiently until Long Long’s transfer was complete, then quietly moved in to investigate.

Several days later, chaos had already erupted in Beiming Fanyang.

Not only because Elder Long Long had abruptly vanished, but also because the nominal regent, Princess Long Hu, had locked herself in her room and refused to come out for days.

Had it not been for the occasional sound of her responding to knocks at the door, people might have truly believed that some assassin had infiltrated Beiming Fanyang and secretly eliminated the two of them.

But from the tone of Long Hu’s voice, something evidently seemed off... almost as if she had sustained some enormous emotional blow, leaving her utterly weak.

The gathered elders deliberated outside for hours, yet they failed to arrive at any conclusions.

Elder Long Yuan opined that they should go inside to investigate—after all, if Princess Long Hu had suffered some harm (heaven forbid it was due to the bloodline fusion plan he’d designed going wrong), they could at least treat it in time.

Elder Long Xi, however, worried that forcibly entering the room without Princess Long Hu’s permission might result in punishment (was it possible Elder Long Long was deliberately hiding as a test to gauge their loyalty?).

The elders quarreled endlessly, ultimately disbanding in discord.

The Kunlun Mirror swiftly teleported into the room and saw Long Hu sitting dazedly on the bed, hugging her knees, her tail drooping beside her.

Her gaze was vacant and cloudy, remaining motionless for long periods before shifting briefly, only to lapse back into stillness.

This pitiable, utterly despairing sight filled the Kunlun Mirror with overwhelming guilt.

True, that guy had initially been just as dejected, but he had quickly found the courage to move forward thanks to Junior Sister Xu’s comfort.

But what about Long Hu?

She had no one in Beiming Fanyang, no familiar faces to turn to.

You had Junior Sister Xu, Senior Sister An, Miss Shi, and Jiang the Witch. But what did she have?

From start to finish, she had only you... and now, even that sole connection was to be taken from her.

The Kunlun Mirror fell into a long silence, deciding it could not sit idly by any longer.

The tragic point they had reached could not be entirely blamed on that guy. The desire to obtain the Heaven-Mending Stone, which Kunlun Mirror had proposed, played a significant part in the chaos.

Since that was the case, it ought to shoulder the responsibility rather than watch the victim wither away.

The wrongs he committed—let me atone for them in his stead!

Without a word, the Kunlun Mirror activated the Mirror Flower Water Moon technique once more.

This illusion technique inherently carried psychological suggestions. For instance, if that guy assumed the persona of Long Long, then all the demon cultivators observing him would subconsciously think of him as a Jiaolong—despite the numerous inconsistencies between his actions and speech and those of the Dragon Clan, these would be summarily ignored by the cultivators.

What the Kunlun Mirror was doing now was removing the influence of the Mirror Flower Water Moon technique on Long Hu and using the same type of suggestion to help her gradually recall the discrepancies in Long Long’s behavior, until she discovered his true identity as a Human.

Once it was established that he was a Human, his inexplicable disappearance could most logically be attributed to his return to the Cultivation Realm.

Of course, this was tantamount to undermining Chen Guanshui. After all, given Long Hu’s deeply emotional nature, if she truly learned that Long Long was actually a Human, she would undoubtedly find ways to journey to the Cultivation Realm in search of him.

However, the removal of the illusion’s accumulated effects couldn’t happen overnight—it would also take time to fully manifest.

By the time Long Hu realized Long Long’s identity as a Human and inferred that he had returned to the Cultivation Realm, she would have to start figuring out how to cross the Heavenly Dome Boundary Gate—though the gate was sealed with the Sun True Fire of the Sun True Obscure Sword, which no low-ranking demon could pass through.

That said, Long Hu could attempt to gain recognition from the Sun Sword Master, leveraging her status as a granddaughter to acquire passage rights, but this too would take time.

By the time Long Hu arrived in the Cultivation Realm, traveling incognito to seek her husband, even more time would have passed … and by then, that guy likely would have already gathered all the Heaven-Mending Stone fragments and repaired the skies.

If at that point time was tight, I could always extend the illusion to prevent any disruption to the sky-mending plan.

But if the heavens were already mended, then they could reunite as husband and wife!

With no burdens or schemes weighing him down, Guan Shui could meet Long Hu with his true face—no further need for secrecy; no more yearning in silence, no more torturous self-denial...

Alas, for the sake of this couple’s bond, I’ve truly sacrificed much!

With this thought, the Kunlun Mirror finally consoled itself and began working on dispelling the illusion’s suggestions.

As it operated silently, tears suddenly streamed down Long Hu’s face as she sat on the bed.

Memories of every moment spent with Long Long began replaying in her mind, countless scenes cascading back like a torrent. Each one seemed to knock on the fragile defenses of her heart.

Her soft sobs gradually turned into uncontrollable weeping, her sorrow breaking free. Only then did the Kunlun Mirror, harboring pangs of guilt, silently teleport back to the Cultivation Realm.

The memories had already begun to resurface. But this time, they were the true memories, now stripped of the illusion’s muddling influence.

To ensure that Long Hu wouldn’t overlook anything, the Kunlun Mirror also added a slight extra suggestion, nudging her thoughts toward "Could Long Long be a Human?"—a reversal of the prior suggestion that "Long Long is a Dragon."

It left its identity unmentioned, for doing good deeds and acts of kindness did not require gratitude in return.

Even if Long Long and Long Hu never realized that it had been pulling the strings behind the scenes, as long as the two could find happiness together in the end, that was enough to satisfy it.

Feeling self-contented, the Kunlun Mirror teleported back to Kunlun Mountain, only to see Qiu Changtian and Xu Yinglian standing shoulder to shoulder, gazing at the snowy landscape stretching into the distance.

Comparing this to Long Hu’s solitary desolation in the Eastern Emperor Realm, the Kunlun Mirror instantly felt its temper flare again.

However, imagining Long Hu traveling across realms to find her husband, it quickly calmed itself and nonchalantly returned to Qiu Changtian’s Sea of Consciousness.

"Finished?" the Summoning Sword asked.

"Mm," the Kunlun Mirror replied.

"Did you explain everything to her?" the Summoning Sword continued. "What was her reaction? Sharpening knives, perhaps?"

The Kunlun Mirror paused for a long moment before realizing that the Summoning Sword was asking whether it had told Long Hu about the other women in the picture.

"What’s the point of saying that?" it replied evasively. "When she comes to the Cultivation Realm looking for her husband, she’ll naturally find out."

"Boring," the Summoning Sword grumbled. "I was hoping for rivers of blood."

"Why must there be rivers of blood?" the Kunlun Mirror frowned. "Everyone is clueless about each other’s plights. Why fight and kill over something like this?"

"Then let there be rivers of blood from the Sword Master," the Summoning Sword said with a chuckle. "Don’t worry; I’ll keep him alive."

"How loyal of you."

"You flatter me."