My Informative Cultivation Life

"You've indeed become stronger! I can sense the aura of the Great Dao in you, have you attained the rank of Immortal King?" Struggling repeatedly but in vain to escape from Yang Ji's embrace around her slender waist, Hua Xianzi's delicate eyebrows furrowed in frustration. At the same time, her heart was filled with shock. How many years had it been? Just several hundred thousand years, and the person before her who once was merely a Qi Refining Cultivator had now become an Immortal King, it was... astonishing to hear. "Stop struggling." Yang Ji said with a slight smile, holding her supple waist as his nose pressed against her tender cheek, breathing in her fragrance. "Giggle!" Hua Xianzi ceased her resistance and instead placed her hands around his neck, her tone serious as she spoke, "Now that you've returned as an Immortal King, is it to show off in front of me? That desire and domineering attitude hidden within you are now fully revealed." "Yes and no! Back then I yearned for a kiss, but my strength was too weak. Hmm... now I've got my wish." Yang Ji said with a slight smile, "Actually, my visit this time is because you possess an item that I'm in dire need of." "Oh, I'm just a minor Qi Cultivation maiden and I have something that a great Immortal King like you needs?" Hua Xianzi's beautiful eyes twinkled, seemingly wondering what item could be so valuable that an Immortal King longed for it. "You're no mere maiden, how could any ordinary maiden live for several hundred thousand years? Right, Mysterious Celestial Maiden of the Nine Heavens." Yang Ji teased. "Your Divine Skills are indeed extensive, to have discovered my true identity." Hua Xianzi slightly frowned, a rare panic rising inside her upon hearing Yang Ji's words. But she quickly regained her composure, pinching Yang Ji's face as she laughed and replied, "How did you come to know who I am?" "I figured it out. I'm aware not only that you are the Mysterious Celestial Maiden of the Nine Heavens, but also that you have encountered a problem, your soul divided in two. The current you is not whole, possessing only half of your Primordial Spirit." Yang Ji said with a faint smile. Hua Xianzi was startled, lifting her head to look at Yang Ji in astonishment, "You really are incredibly skilled, becoming such an impressive figure." "Is the treasure on my person what you desire?" "It's not that I desire it, I must have it!" Yang Ji's face bore a smile but exuded absolute authority. "I'm already in such a pitiful state, and you still intend to forcefully take it?" Hua Xianzi's complexion changed as she pinched his face, her words tinged with resentment. Yang Ji couldn't help but chuckle, "If I were to really force the issue, one punch to blow you apart and then simply taking it would suffice, no need for all this trouble." "Those with great strength are always so vile, we the weak are meant to be bullied by the likes of you?" Hua Xianzi spoke through clenched teeth. "If you don't state your terms soon, I'll take the treasure and be on my way." Yang Ji said with a smile. "Help me retrieve my other half's Primordial Spirit." Hua Xianzi blurted out without hesitation. "Deal!" Yang Ji agreed promptly. "Wait, you actually agreed?" Hua Xianzi was somewhat surprised. "Yes, what's the issue?" Yang Ji smiled. "Aren't you going to ask what enemies I have?" Hua Xianzi asked. "It could only be the Mystical Palace." Yang Ji said nonchalantly. "It could only be the Mystical Palace?" Hua Xianzi lifted his chin, feeling that the man before her was full of bravado, "Do you have any idea how powerful the Mystical Palace is?" "I really don't. Tell me about it!" Yang Ji replied. Seeing his indifferent demeanor, Hua Xianzi couldn't help but laugh helplessly, unsure whether to call him arrogant or ignorant, and ultimately she just sighed softly, "There are eight Immortal Kings in the Mystical Palace, among them the Mysterious Mother who has condensed thirty Dao Fruits, a Giant Immortal King." "I appreciate your concern. Since you've shown this much care, I can give you the treasure. After all, I don't have any treasures on me, and if I do, they're on the other half of my Primordial Spirit." "Just don't go getting yourself killed!" "Hmm... A Giant Immortal King who has condensed thirty Dao Fruits? That does seem tricky, but not impossible to deal with!" Yang Ji pondered, considering his current abilities, the only way to handle such a powerful entity was to use the Wuji Sealing Technique. Or the Path of Destiny. But the Path of Destiny should not be revealed unnecessarily. "..." Seeing Yang Ji's serious contemplation, Hua Xianzi was a bit stunned, pinching his face as she said, "Hey, hey, hey, that's a Giant Immortal King with thirty Dao Fruits; surely you understand how formidable they are?" "Since I've promised, and you've been cooperative, not resisting at all, I'll accompany you to the Mystical Palace." Yang Ji grinned, his hands grasping her slender waist. "In this world, you are the first person who dares to take such liberties with me. However, considering you're going to the Mystical Palace to face your doom on my behalf, I shall not pursue the matter any further." Hua Xianzi pursed her lips, waving one hand, and countless items appeared in the air. "All my belongings are here, see if any of them is what you need." "This one will do." Yang Ji glanced around, his eyes lighting up when he spotted a fragment that resembled Mystic Iron, and with a swift motion, he snatched it into his bag. "This old fragment, even with my Immortal King's vision, I can tell it's extraordinary, but cannot discern exactly what it is. You seem to know?" Hua Xianzi asked curiously. "There are some things one shouldn't know too much about, lest they bring disaster upon you!" Yang Ji said with a smile. "Humph, such mystifying airs!" Hua Xianzi lifted the corner of her mouth in disdain, yet her eyes twinkled with shrewd light, knowing that if it had caught his attention, it must be something valuable. "Are you choosing to stay here and continue hiding, or will you go with me to the Mystical Palace?" Yang Ji looked at Hua Xianzi. "I want to hide here, yet I wish to see with my own eyes as you reclaim what's mine." Hua Xianzi furrowed her brows and said. "Then come with me!" Yang Ji said. "If I get suppressed, this half of my Primordial Spirit's consciousness will be erased forever, and Hua Xianzi will cease to exist in this world," Hua Xianzi lamented. "Don't worry, stay by my side. If I decide to leave, the Mystical Palace won't be able to hold me." Yang Ji spoke confidently. "Who exactly are you?" Hua Xianzi stared at Yang Ji, feeling that there was something about him that was not like ordinary people. "Me? Merely a mortal. Just as you saw at the beginning, just as you see now!" Yang Ji laughed, taking Hua Xianzi with him as they flew out of the palace, "Let's go, to the Mystical Palace." Melding with the Great Dao, the two vanished into the Demon Stench Sea. ... The Immortal Realm. The Mystical Palace. The Mystical Palace was shrouded in mystery, positioned beyond The Ten Thousand Great States of the Heavenly Court, nestled within a Secret Realm amidst two chaotic spatial currents. Natural dangers surrounded it on the outside, making it difficult for ordinary people to enter. Yang Ji emerged from the spatial currents, following Hua Xianzi's guidance, and stealthily entered the secret confines of the Mystical Palace. As they entered, Yang Ji was mildly surprised. The outside world was chaotic with spatial rifts and cracks. But within this dimensional space lay a universe of its own, grandiose buildings as vast as seas were situated as if suspended in a fairyland-like airspace. Every wall, every rooftop of the palaces was carved with exquisite patterns and designs, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. Above the foremost great hall hung a thick red canopy, embroidered with auspicious clouds and the luxurious, varied patterns of phoenixes. All over the palace were servants of unmatched beauty, dressed in magnificent attire, bustling about as if preparing for something. "Oh, does your Mystical Palace have some joyous event today?" Yang Ji expressed his surprise. "Judging by this scene, could it be that one of the Mystic Maidens is getting married?" Hua Xianzi asked, with a slight raise of her delicate eyebrows. "Perhaps it's you?" Yang Ji teased, laughing. "My other half is calculating my existence day and night, loathing me to the core, where would they find the time for that?" Hua Xianzi retorted with a roll of her eyes. "By the way, how many Mystic Maidens are there in the Mystical Palace?" Yang Ji inquired curiously. "They're called Mysterious Celestial Maidens of the Nine Heavens for a reason, of course, there are nine, you dunce!" "..." Yang Ji's expression gradually became bizarre.