My Informative Cultivation Life

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"So we are entering the Taichu World soon? Is the Heavenly Demon about to make a move? But summoning the talents within the sect to cultivate in the Demon Realm now, it shouldn't be happening so quickly. However, if there are Supreme Treasures in the Demon Realm that can accelerate time by dozens or even hundreds of times, a hundred years outside could equate to ten thousand years inside, which would indeed make it possible to cultivate a group of experts in a short period of time."

Hearing the Demon Consort's words, Yang Ji pondered various possibilities, silently speculating.

"It seems the Heavenly Demon is indeed about to act, and choosing the Primordial Qi was the best decision."

"Once those Heavenly Demon geniuses reach the pinnacle of the Demon Emperor, they will surely undergo mass tribulations using the Taichu Divine Tree to become Demon Lords. If we seize the opportunity and snatch the Taichu Divine Tree, we might be able to avert the Great Tribulation of the Heavenly Demons."

Yang Ji thought deeply, and after paying his respects to the Demon Consort, he left the grand hall.

He didn't linger in the Heavenly Demon Sect and returned to the Floating Luo Sea via the Teleportation Array.

Twenty years had passed in the outside world, and his clone had cultivated for four hundred years within the Time Tower, reaching the peak of his power.

Upon emerging, the clone, with Yang Ji's help, had successfully overcome the tenth Heavenly Tribulation and became a Red Dust Immortal.

The clone remained to guard the Floating Luo Sea, while Yang Ji's original body returned to the Wuji Dao Sect.

At the Wenxian Heavenly Domain, atop the grand hall,

Yang Ji sat at the head, with rows of Tribulation Immortals and Mahayana cultivators seated below him. At a glance, there were four hundred and twenty-three Tribulation Immortals and eight hundred and twenty-five Mahayana cultivators.

The sheer number of them was beyond imagination, such a foundation almost rivaled the overt strength of a major world.

At this moment, everyone gathered in the Wenxian Hall for the method of becoming an immortal.

"We pay our respects to the hall master!" The crowd rose and greeted Yang Ji with salutations.

As a Red Dust Immortal, Yang Ji calmly accepted their respect, nodded, and then gestured for everyone to be seated.

"I'll get straight to the point. I have a Supreme World-Stabilizing Treasure Replica that can help you resist the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation to the utmost extent. In addition, I possess a secret technique that can greatly restore your vitality. Each application is equivalent to a Great Restoration Dao Pill, which can help you through the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation to the utmost extent," he said.

"I, Yang Ji, will make a bold statement upfront, and I can swear by my soul that if I wish it, I have a ten out of ten certainty of helping you become Red Dust Immortals."

"What? A ten out of ten certainty?" Upon hearing this, the crowd was instantly shocked, their eyes burning with fervor, and their spirits lifted.

True Immortals, that is another order of life entirely.

They can live for over a million years.

More than a million years, such an extensive span of time. In that period, anything might happen, and if lucky, they could even progress further to become Profound Immortals.

Then, their lifespan would directly reach ten million years.

Longevity signifies opportunities, and if one could further advance to become Ultimate Immortals, the fortune that would bring is unimaginable.

The Immortal Realm is a place filled with adventures; after ascending to become True Immortals, anything is possible.

Seeing the crowd's spirits uplifted, Yang Ji continued, "Looking at you all, some are still at the early stages of Mahayana. To undergo tribulation and achieve True Immortality, you need to reach the pinnacle of Mahayana. Grasping the Laws is no simple matter, and if you get stuck in a Great Dao bottleneck, you may never advance further until the end of your lifespan."

"However, with me here, you have no need to worry. I have a stalk of Enlightenment Tea, which can help you commune with the Dao. Regular consumption of Enlightenment Tea can even grant you fragments of the Great Dao Principle. On top of that, I will regularly expound on the Dao, to help you understand it to the greatest extent."

"All of you have achieved the status of Mahayana and Tribulation Immortals, so you must have exceptional aptitude and aren't mediocrities. With my help, it would be difficult for you not to make progress," Yang Ji said slowly, his words deeply embedding themselves in everyone's hearts, making them believe attaining Red Dust Immortality was within easy reach.

However, there were those who remained clear-headed and asked in a deep voice, "Does the hall master have any conditions for helping us?"

Hearing this, everyone's gaze turned to Yang Ji.

Having cultivated to such a level, none of them were fools; they knew that pies don't just fall from the sky for no reason.

"It's simple. Allow me to plant a restriction, and swear fealty to me!" Yang Ji's gaze swept across the crowd as he spoke slowly.

"Plant a restriction?"

Upon hearing this, some frowned, some turned pale, and some fell silent.

They understood what this meant.

Once one had a restriction planted in them, their "will" would no longer be their own for the rest of their lives.

Why cultivate?

To achieve immortality and be free!

But if freedom is no longer an option, what's the use of becoming immortal?

Instantly, a Tribulation Immortal spoke up, "I have grown accustomed to being indolent; it seems I am not fortunate enough to enjoy this opportunity to become immortal. Hall master, I take my leave!"

"If you have no intention to stay, then I won't insist. Zhe Long Sword, see the guest out!" Yang Ji gestured with his hand.

"Hall master, I am still young and came here solely to see this method of immortality for myself. Now that I have seen it, it's time for me to leave. I believe that with my ability, I should be able to reach the peak of Mahayana. There is still plenty of time ahead; by amassing a strong foundation, I think I have some certainty of achieving Red Dust Immortality," a young man at the early Mahayana stage stood up, cupped his hands towards Yang Ji, and said with a smile.

"I wish you success in all you desire!" Yang Ji nodded.

"I'll take your kind words to heart!" The young man smiled and left the grand hall.

"With a jar of wine and a sword at my side, I haven't yet had my fill of this vast world. Hall master, I bid you farewell!" A middle-aged man laughed aloud and cupped his hands towards Yang Ji.

"Please!" Yang Ji gestured with his hand.

"Once I arrogantly roamed the world with my sword, thinking I could live freely and unbothered, but in the end, I realized I'm merely a mortal, a commoner. I don't have much time left, and with my own abilities, it seems I cannot overcome the eighth Great Dao Thunder Tribulation. I am willing to swear fealty to the hall master," a Seven Tribulations Immortal elder stood up and deeply bowed to Yang Ji.

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