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Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

“So, you have been lying to me all this time?” She raised her head and realized that the face of her senior brother, one who she knew so well, was unfamiliar and scary. “What are you talking about?” Her senior brother scoffed and shook his finger. “All I can say is that none of you knew who I really am.” He then turned around and walked towards the Sky Throne, a symbol of absolute power. Master Sword Aura, Sea of Flame, Star Light… The dozens of skills that were used to stop the man from approaching the Sky Throne simply bounced off him. All the skills simply vanished into thin air. “No!” Xu Yingling bit her lip and turned to look at An Zhisu and Shi Liuli. They exchanged glances. All the despair, sadness, fear, and even love, were now meaningless. The only thing that was important at the moment was to stop that man. ... A cultivation novel. The main character used his cheat ability, Time Travel, to secretly live among all the powerful sects while learning their skills. He eventually managed to gain the power to approach the Sky Throne and become an immortal. However, it seemed that things weren’t going as smoothly as he had planned…"

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Chapter 43: Act, That's Acting!

Phoenixes do not perch but upon the parasol tree, nor drink but from the sweet springs.

What to do if there's not a parasol tree large enough for the whole Phoenix Clan to roost?

The answer came: find a tree big enough and then name it "parasol tree."

"Isn't this a Fusang Tree? The Fusang Tree of the Golden Crow Clan!" Arriving at the center of the valley and seeing the enormous tree reaching into the sky, Ling Yunpo, disguised as "Feng Jiu," couldn't help but ask.

"You are mistaken, brother," one of the Vermilion Bird Cultivators said. "This is a parasol tree."

"But..." Ling Yunpo still wanted to try arguing when a Vermilion Bird next to him said, "Brother, I understand what you mean, but you should know that a parasol tree cannot possibly grow to be several hundred feet tall."

"If there isn't a giant tree hundreds of feet tall, how can it accommodate so many of our clan members? But the Phoenix must perch atop a parasol tree, such are the ancestral laws."