My Informative Cultivation Life

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"This, Master, this is too precious!" Deng Xiao, no longer the naïve newcomer to cultivation, knew the value of this item.

"Take it," Yang Ji said to Deng Xiao, his tone indifferent.@@novelbin@@

"Thank you, Master!" Deng Xiao glanced at Yang Ji, his body trembling with gratitude as he reached out to accept the two Immortal Peaches.

"From now on, you must vie for your own belongings with your strength!" Yang Ji said slowly as he looked at Deng Xiao.

"I will adhere to Master's instruction," Deng Xiao replied, his face resolute as he nodded.

"This 'Immortal Blood Flower' was obtained by your master from the Battlefield of Inheritances. Consuming it can grant you an Immortal Body. This 'Bow of Years' and 'Arrow of Years' were also obtained by your master from the Battlefield of Inheritances, and they are extremely lethal Superior Dao Artifacts. I bestow them upon you as well," Yang Ji said, producing the Immortal Blood Flower and the Bow and Arrow of Years with a flick of his hand and giving them to Deng Xiao.

"Thank you, Master!" Deng Xiao received them slowly.

"Protect your children and your woman well. We cultivate, survive tribulations, commit slaughter, and protect—it's all so that we have a sword in hand and a path underfoot! You must always keep that path within your grasp," Yang Ji said slowly.

"Disciple will certainly practice diligently to ensure there's always a path underfoot!" Deng Xiao declared, standing tall.

"Mm! Of course, if there's anything you cannot handle, tell your master. Take this Communication Talisman, and use it to contact me if needed!" Yang Ji said, taking out a Communication Talisman and handing it to Deng Xiao.

He had produced many treasures in part to tell the Zhuge Clan that his disciple was under someone's protection.

"Son-in-law, you truly have chosen an outstanding Master," Zhuge Xiongba said with a smile. "Yun Xia is waiting for you outside the hall; go and meet her." Find adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

"Thank you, Great Ancestor!" Deng Xiao adjusted Zhi yuan with a slight smile finally showing on his face. He bowed to Zhuge Xiongba and the others, then turned to bow to Yang Ji, saying, "Master, I'll go out first!"

"Mm, go ahead. The Zhuge Family Head and I have more to discuss," said Yang Ji, nodding slightly.

"Grandmaster, the peach you gave is really tasty. When I grow up, I want to be as powerful as Grandmaster," Zhi yuan said softly, nibbling on an Immortal Peach.

"Good girl, Zhi yuan, you'll surely be even mightier than your Grandmaster in the future," Yang Ji said with a smile, patting her head.

"Zhi yuan, let's go," Deng Xiao said, taking Zhi yuan's little hand.

"Mm!" Zhi yuan nodded pertly, walking out of the hall with Deng Xiao.

Inside the hall, a flash of brilliance, and two more Red Dust Immortals manifested from the Zhuge Clan, bringing together all four Red Dust Immortals of the clan.

Yang Ji and the four sat opposite each other, discussing the specifics of forming an alliance.

Two hours later, he finally left the Zhuge Clan's minor world.

"Boss, where are we heading now?" Buddha Child asked.

"We will return to the Sect to inform the Sect Master and the Elder of Wuji Sword about the alliance with the Zhuge Clan." This was a significant matter, and Yang Ji had to report back.

Immediately, the Wings of Time-Space behind him fluttered, and he disappeared into thin air.

At the same time, in the Shentu Clan's secret land.

Shen Tujun and three other Red Dust Immortals of the Shentu Clan wore solemn expressions, the atmosphere laden with an aura of slaughter and chill.

At the center, Shen Tuba coldly snorted, taking out a Brocade Box. As the lid was slowly lifted, a talisman full of mysterious symbols appeared: "You have slept long enough; it's time to let the world know of the Shentu Clan's supreme majesty!"

With a fierce aura, Shen Tuba took out the talisman and said, "Let's go!"

The four Red Dust Immortals of the Shentu Clan vanished from the secret land in a flash.

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Yang Ji was flying swiftly when suddenly, a sense of alarm surged through his heart.

Then, a brilliant flash appeared before him, and a colossal Sky Saber split the heavens, hurtling towards him with unparalleled speed, bringing with it boundless slaughter.

This strike, in less than a tenth of a moment, was incredibly fast.

[A Mid-tier Immortal Artifact!]

"Not good!" Seeing this information, Yang Ji's figure spun around, the Wings of Time-Space trembling violently as he narrowly dodged the slashing saber light.

"What a swift strike, and potent too—a Mid-tier Immortal Artifact is truly extraordinary!" Yang Ji's eyes darkened as he looked up.

"Hmm? You do have some skill to dodge my surprise attack with such speed. Not many Red Dust Immortals in this world can do so. It's truly surprising that you, a mere Seven Tribulations Immortal, managed to escape," a cold voice spoke, as the emptiness ahead twisted, revealing four figures.

"Shen Tujun?" Yang Ji's gaze turned icy as he looked towards the man holding the "Shentu Blade," a defiant figure with a brow as sharp as a blade, wielding natural authority, exuding dominance.

Such a person could intimidate Nine Tribulations Immortals with mere presence alone.

Given the imposing aura of the newcomer and his True Immortal Peak cultivation, Yang Ji instantly guessed that this must be the Shentu Family Head, Shen Tuba.

The other two beside him must be those mentioned by Zhuge Tao, Shentu Tuce and Shen Tuya.

Yang Ji had not anticipated the Shentu Clan would come to intercept him.

"Wuji Dao Sect's Yang Ji? A junior indeed, but quite the figure. It would be a pity for you to die. I offer you a way to live, as well as one for your Wuji Dao Sect," Shen Tuba slowly said, his supreme authority evident, showing the demeanor of one who commanded destiny. Most would crumble under even his few words, but it didn't faze Yang Ji.

"Oh? I am curious to hear how you would show me a way to live," Yang Ji said, looking up.

"Let me place a restriction on you, and become my adopted son, Shen Tuba. I promise you immortality. I won't dwell on your past actions and will turn hostility into friendship," said Shen Tuba solemnly, as if he were a world-conquering general, his words filled with a directive that brooked no resistance.

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