My Informative Cultivation Life

"Is there anything that cannot be desecrated? Is there anything in the world that I, Luo Xiong, dare not do?" Yang Ji said with a mocking smile, slowly stepping forward, pressing in close, "Your esteemed Tai Hao has perished, how about you follow him in death?" "You..." True Xianzi, Yuanling Immortal King, and Fusheng Immortal King's faces changed drastically as they continuously retreated. Their bodies were surging with brilliance, ready to merge with the Dao and flee from this place. "You want to leave? It's not that easy," Yang Ji sneered, launching a punch that obliterated everything; under the light of his fist, all the Great Daos became chaotic. The three Immortals' attempts to flee were thwarted, and their faces turned fierce as they readied themselves to counter the attack with all their might. But it was all in vain. The "Great Dao Fist" infused with the mysteries of twenty-six Great Daos—nearly the combination of twenty-six top-tier Immortal Techniques—was not something that these Immortal Kings, who had condensed a dozen or so Dao Fruits, could withstand. With a single punch, Screams echoed as the True Xianzi, Yuanling Immortal King, and Fusheng Immortal King all perished, returning to the Great Dao. Yang Ji retracted his fist, lamenting that the gap between Immortal Kings could be so vast; no wonder the Qingyang Immortal King was extremely cautious after becoming an Immortal King. The gap between them was like a chasm. "Why did you help me?" While Yang Ji was still reminiscing, Wuji Zi's gaze became focused and he asked slowly, a hint of vigilance and confusion in his eyes. "Of course, to get rid of them so that I can act more freely! How can you not think that I came for your Six Paths of Reincarnation?" Yang Ji said with a sinister smile. "I haven't felt any malice from you, and with your strength, if you really wanted these Six Paths of Reincarnation, I couldn't stop you," Wuji Zi said, frowning. "Hahaha, Sect Master, do you see who I am?" Yang Ji laughed heartily and, with a shake of his body, he reverted to his original appearance. "Yang... Yang Ji!" Wuji Zi almost bit his tongue in shock, speaking incoherently, "You... you've become an Immortal King?" "Haha, not only have I become an Immortal King, but I'm also a leader among them. A regular Immortal King wouldn't be able to withstand my punch," Yang Ji boasted. "It's only been a few hundred thousand years, and you've already reached this stage," Wuji Zi said, unable to hide his envy. After all, becoming an Immortal King is the lifelong pursuit of a cultivator, and now, Yang Ji had achieved it. "The Sect Master jests, I too have spent tens of millions of years inside a Magical Treasure to reach this step," Yang Ji said with a smile. Wuji Zi paused for a moment and then couldn't help but give a bitter smile and shake his head. Reaching this stage in just tens of millions of years, moreover condensing twenty-six Immortal King Dao Fruits—this was defying the heavens among those who defy the heavens, a genius of the ages. "Indeed, being in the company of geniuses like you always leads to anxiety," Wuji Zi admitted with a bitter smile. "Sect Master has extraordinary talent, and now you've inherited the King of Reincarnation's legacy. It's only a matter of time before you become an Immortal King," Yang Ji said after gaining a clearer understanding of the levels among Immortal Kings and realizing just how formidable the King of Reincarnation was. Such a Supreme Immortal King, who had comprehended 2,999 Great Daos, was one of the strongest beings beneath the Dominator. Such a figure, who had condensed his essence and devoted his efforts to creating the Six Paths of Reincarnation, surely made it comparable to an Innate Supreme Treasure. Had it been anyone else other than the Sect Master, Yang Ji would have done the same as Tai Hao Immortal King and others, seizing it for himself. At this moment, he understood why Wuji Zi, having received the legacy, and why the King of Reincarnation was so deeply pained—it was incredibly valuable. "Yang Ji, did you descend to the Lower Realm this time because you foresaw my troubles, or is there another matter?" Wuji Zi asked slowly. "Coming down this time and rescuing the Sect Master was indeed a coincidence. I'm seeking the Sect Master for another matter," Yang Ji replied. "Oh? Speak," said Wuji Zi. "There's an item on the Sect Master that I require," Yang Ji said bluntly. Wuji Zi didn't beat around the bush; he took out all of the Magical Treasures he possessed and suspended them in the air for Yang Ji to inspect. "These are all the items I carry. See which one you need and take it," he offered. Yang Ji's gaze swept over each item until it landed on a piece of material resembling Mystic Iron. At that moment, the fragments of the Wheel of Destiny in his mind trembled, and information about the [Wheel of Destiny Fragment] surfaced in his eyes. "Sect Master, I need this item!" Yang Ji said with a smile, pointing at the fragment. "Take it!" Wuji Zi flicked his finger without asking any further questions, and sent it over. Yang Ji didn't hesitate and promptly stored it away. He then turned to Wuji Zi and said, "This time I've slain four Immortal Kings of the Celestial Court, one of whom was the Queen Mother's son. The Queen Mother is known to prize her reputation highly, and if she becomes aware of this, she will surely send people to kill me, which I fear might implicate the Sect Master." "We can no longer stay here, Sect Master. You need to move to another place." "Alright, I'll follow your arrangements. Having cultivated Six Paths of Reincarnation for many years, I can now mobilize a part of it, enough to take it away from this place," Wuji Zi said. "Then I will send you to the Minor Immortal Realm, to find a safe place where you can continue your cultivation in peace, ensuring they won't be able to find you," Yang Ji immediately used his skills with the Law of Dao Destiny to obscure the aura of the place, distorting time without leaving a single trace. After doing all this, he sent Wuji Zi into the Minor Immortal Realm. ... Endless Sea. The demonically fragrant sea area. Yang Ji reappeared here once again. Looking at the boundless green sea, he couldn't help but be overwhelmed with endless emotions. He and Jin Suanpan had once come here to refine Demon Essence Pills to speed up his cultivation process. Through alchemy, treasure hunting, gaining inheritance, and joining a Sect, he began his legendary life. Now, after several hundred thousand years, everything has changed, and none of the people he knew were still here. No, there was still one. A slight smile appeared on Yang Ji's face as he looked up; there lay Heavenly Mountain Island, now the domain of Golden Core True Person, Xiong Ba. At this moment, inside the island, within the grand hall. Long gauze skirts swirling, dancers moved with grace and charm. Five Immortal Fairies were dancing in the hall, the leader's beauty unmatched, her every frown and smile captivating, pure yet commanding, gently and beautifully enchanting. Just one look was enough to quicken one's pulse. "Ha ha, Hua Xianzi truly deserves to be the number one beauty in the demonically fragrant sea area. If you were my Dao companion, I guarantee no one in this area would dare bully you. I, Xiong Ba, will one day ascend to the Immortal Realm and become a True Immortal. As my Dao companion, you would enjoy endless wealth and glory," Golden Core True Person Xiong Ba laughed. "Excellent dance! Excellent dance! Even seeing it again makes one's spirit sway, wishing to fall at the feet of the Immortal Fairy," Yang Ji said quietly as he appeared, clapping his hands as he entered the hall. But no one stopped him; the entire space inside the hall, except for Hua Xianzi, was frozen—Yang Ji was in control of the space. Seeing Xiong Ba frozen mid-laughter, Hua Xianzi gracefully turned her head to look at the newcomer, a flash of surprise in her eyes. "It's you!" "It's me! After many years, would the Immortal Fairy favor me with a dance?" Yang Ji said with a slight smile, walking to the seat of honor and sitting down. "If you want my dance, it comes at a high price, one you might not be able to afford," Hua Xianzi said with a light laugh, her white silk ribbon wrapping around Yang Ji's neck. The fragrance wafted to his nose, and Yang Ji couldn't help but laugh, "Name it, Immortal Fairy. There's nothing in this world that I can't afford!" "We haven't seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years. You've changed; you've become stronger!" Hua Xianzi observed Yang Ji with a twinkle in her clever eyes. "I've only become a little stronger," Yang Ji pulled on the white silk, instantly drawing Hua Xianzi to his side, and into his embrace. Supporting her fair chin, he chuckled, "Our brief encounter all those years ago I deeply regret; to have such warmth in my embrace now is truly worthwhile."