Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 1020: Chapter 17 Really Seems

Shepherding may seem simple, but in reality, there’s quite a lot to do.

Sheep cannot eat fresh grass with abundant moisture, as it can easily cause diarrhea. Hence, the children rise early with sickles to cut the grass and then place it on tall wooden racks to dry.

By evening, the sheep must be herded into the pen to prevent them from being snatched by passing wolves.

The children work hard, while Chen Guanshui watches lazily, chewing on a grass stem as he sits on the hedge, gazing at the distant Cangmang Mountain Range and vast grassland, causing resentment among the children towards him.

However, the herding dogs think differently.

For some reason, perhaps due to the canine instinct of recognizing strength, they scramble to frolic around Chen Guanshui, even though he doesn’t feed them at all.

Besides wolves and wild horses, trade caravans occasionally pass by, characterized by leading many heavily laden packhorses, with companions mostly carrying sidearm blades and looking wary.

The children are not disturbed by these people, but seeing Chen Guanshui unarmed, they often stop by to ask directions or request tea.

Chen Guanshui lazily agrees, pointing out the direction to a nearby small town or pouring butter tea for them in the tent, showing no airs of a Nascent Soul Cultivator at all.

Thus passed a few days, encountering mostly ordinary people, with no cultivators passing by.

One day, as he was dozing on the hedge, suddenly he heard someone beside him ask:

“Excuse me…”

Chen Guanshui half-opened his eyes, turned to see the newcomer’s face, and was instantly startled to nearly losing his balance.

Although the person wore a veil, how could Chen Guanshui not recognize her as Xu Yinglian?

Moreover, what’s with the spotless white clothes? On this vast prairie, amidst endless wind and sand, coming clean as if afraid others wouldn’t know you could fly with a sword?

“Excuse me, which way to White City?” Xu Yinglian politely asked.

Chen Guanshui was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to point in a direction.

To cultivators, named cities like Chang’an and Luoyang needn’t be asked, as flying along the great rivers with sword control would easily lead to them, but White City is just a nearby small town built along Xiu Water River, with mixed Han-Qiang tribes, so asking for directions isn’t unusual.

The question is, with so many herders nearby, why did she specifically find me here!

On the other side, Xu Yinglian was actually quite confused and bewildered.

She suspected she might have fallen victim to some kind of illusion. Recently, whenever she quieted down, she would inexplicably have a feeling, as if her senior brother was in a certain direction.

This feeling came without reason. As Feng Lan senior said from the Sea of Consciousness, “It’s either your illusion or a very high-level illusion technique,” thus Xu Yinglian thought it over and decided to follow the direction indicated by her intuition.

Even if it’s a misjudgment due to an illusion, she wouldn’t lose anything; but if it’s indeed an illusion, and the person who cast it is the same one who captured her senior brother, then this intuition would be her only clue.

Soon, she quietly left the Kunlun Mountain Range and, guided by intuition, came to the frontier prairie, where her gut feeling grew increasingly strong, as if she was getting closer to her target.

Nearby… she only remembered a White City, a small Human Race settlement with limited size.

Flying with sword control toward White City, the feeling also pointed straight ahead, slowly descending until she found Chen Guanshui’s herders’ camp.

Feigning asking for directions, Xu Yinglian carefully scrutinized Chen Guanshui’s features.

No impressions.

If a high-level computer simultaneously scanned Qiu Changtian and Chen Guanshui’s facial structure, it would surely find that the two actually look identical.

However, the brain region responsible for recognizing and remembering appearances doesn’t rely on matching data like nose size or eye distance, but rather on the distribution of facial features combined with traits like temperament, expression, habits, ultimately forming a general impression.

The Kunlun Mirror’s Mirror Flower Water Moon Illusion Technique directly disrupts this final impression.

Therefore, even seeing Chen Guanshui’s true appearance, Xu Yinglian couldn’t associate it with Qiu Changtian in her memory.

Seeing Xu Yinglian showing no abnormalities, Chen Guanshui secretly breathed a sigh of relief but continued pointing direction towards White City, deliberately speaking hoarsely:

“White City is right there.”

Xu Yinglian was deeply disappointed, after all, the intuition pointed to an ordinary herdsman, having no connection with her senior brother Qiu Changtian.

Yet, she had no other clues, so she reluctantly asked:

“What’s the matter with your voice?”

“Didn’t sleep well last night, I’m a bit hoarse.” Chen Guanshui perfunctorily said.

“Oh.” Xu Yinglian pulled out an elixir bottle, “I have some elixirs here, take them and you’ll be better.”

“I dare not trouble the immortal.” Chen Guanshui dared not eat, acting shocked, he declined, saying, “Such a small ailment, I’ll be fine in a few days.”

“You know I’m an immortal, you’re not surprised?” Xu Yinglian frowned inquiring.

Another doubt arose: ordianry people receiving an elixir from an immortal should be immediately ecstatic to accept and kneel nine times to show sincerity, right?

How could anyone refuse to take it?

“Hahaha.” Chen Guanshui laughed freely, “Boundless prairie, endless wind and sand, the immortal surprisingly in white clothes, spotless—instead of an immortal, could you be an everyday laundryman?”

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