My Informative Cultivation Life

Yang Ji glanced at the girl Qian Qing before turning to the others, "You are all people of my Wenxian Heavenly Domain. I won't favor one over another. I leave behind a top-level Immortal Technique. If you can comprehend it, it is your opportunity. If not, it can only be said that fate has not arrived."

A seed of Immortal Technique within his Primordial Spirit stirred, immediately diffusing endless mysterious Dao Principles into the palace. This was part of the —— Primordial Annihilation!

As for the other Immortal Techniques, they were either from the Xian Ding Sect or were the "Seal of Life and Death" and "Ten Directions Strangle" that he had yet to fully comprehend, and thus he felt it inappropriate to pass these on.

Top-level Immortal Techniques were of significant importance, and even in the Immortal Realm, they were rare. Those present were knowledgeable and could not help but tremble with excitement, bowing enthusiastically, "Thank you, Sovereign!"

"Top-level Immortal Techniques are great, but very difficult to comprehend. It all depends on your individual opportunities," Yang Ji, having witnessed numerous geniuses return with regret from the Immortal King Minor World, knew that acquiring such level of Immortal Techniques was extremely difficult.

Besides that, he also passed down the "Three Immortals Formation," "Boundless Heavens and Earth," and the "Great Sword Realm Art" — three Supreme Divine Powers for everyone to comprehend.

He was by no means stingy.

As for how much the others could comprehend, that depended on their own fate.

Just as he was about to speak further, a voice came from outside the hall, "Sovereign, Miss Bai Bi seeks an audience!"

"Bai Bi?" Yang Ji paused for a moment, his gaze flickering before addressing the crowd, "This meeting is adjourned for today!"

"Yes, Sovereign!" Hearing this, everyone withdrew.

Before long, a delicate laughter echoed in the great hall, "Giggle giggle, after so many years, I thought you had been lost in the outer realms of space."

A white figure flashed, and a fragrant breeze brushed past as Bai Bi sat on the armrest of the King's Throne with a laugh.

Seeing the beautiful woman within arm's reach, one he could easily pull into his embrace, Yang Ji couldn't help but smile. Breathing in the faint fragrance emanating from her and gently stroking her silky white gauze dress, he said, "What? Are you worried about me?"

"Worried? I'm just afraid of feeling guilty, after all, you were someone my master dismissed with a flick of his wrist," Bai Bi said to him with a smile.

"So, you're here to apologize on behalf of your master?" Yang Ji asked, looking at her.

"Yes and no!" Bai Bi giggled.

"In that case, come down from there!" Yang Ji suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her slender waist, and pulled the Bai Bi, who sat on the armrest, into his arms. Read the latest on My Virtual Library Empire

A softness embraced him and, with their eyes locked and breaths intermingling, a peculiar ripple arose in both their hearts.

"What are you doing? I'm a Dao Child now, not someone you can bully at will!" Bai Bi erupted with eight Origins, as countless Dao Principles merged together like raging waves of the Milky Way, striking against Yang Ji.

"Eight Dao Calamities? Impressive, impressive!"

Yang Ji tsk-tsked in admiration, "Truly worthy of being an Immortal King's disciple, with all that foundation, already ahead at the starting line."

"But, what's so great about being a Dao Child? If you can break free from my arms today, I'll let you go," he said calmly, his own Origins rising as well, the endless Dao Principles intertwining into a huge hand, fiercely suppressing the surging momentum of Bai Bi.

"You rascal, you've also slain eight Dao Calamities?" Bai Bi, observing Yang Ji, a flash of surprise passed through her eyes, yet she was not too astonished.

"I want you," Yang Ji said with a squeeze of his hand.

"Is this your revenge against my master?" Bai Bi's face flashed with indignation and she suddenly calmed down, extending her delicate hand to rest on Yang Ji's forehead, "If you're avenging your grievances against my master, then I'll strangle you. If you have other plans, I might consider them!"

Yang Ji suddenly smiled and let Bai Bi go, "Originally, I wanted to provoke your master, but since he's not here, let's forget it."

"So, you're saying that you want to just let go of the matter where you took liberties with me?" Bai Bi frowned, her cute nose wrinkled as she stared at him.

"Then I shall accept a pinch in return," said Yang Ji as he lightly coughed.

Bai Bi rolled her eyes at him in annoyance and found a place to sit down, "So, what are your plans moving forward?"

"I discovered a legacy in the outer realms of space, containing top-level Immortal Techniques. Do you want to come and see with me?" Yang Ji paused, then said.

"What? Top-level Immortal Technique?" Suddenly, a voice filled with surprise and age rang out, then stopped midway, seemingly noticing Yang Ji, "Ha, it's you, lad, you actually found your way back?"

A shadowy figure appeared in mid-air, who else could it be if not Qingyang Immortal King?

He spoke condescendingly, "Boy, where's that top-level Immortal Technique of yours?"

Yang Ji gritted his teeth inwardly, but his expression remained calm as he smiled and said, "It's within a minor world, transformed from the Inner World of a Quasi-Imperial Monarch who has perished. Inside, there is a top-level Immortal Technique, the 'Seal of Life and Death'!"

"A perished Quasi-Imperial Monarch?" Upon hearing this, Qingyang Immortal King's heart turned cold.

"Master, as even you do not possess this top-level Immortal Technique, why don't I accompany Yang Ji on this trip to see if I can obtain some fortune?" Bai Bi said, her interest piqued.

"No, no, have you forgotten your master's teachings? Some opportunities come with great karma that you absolutely must not seek. The reason this Quasi-Imperial Monarch perished, I suspect, was because he encountered a calamity and was killed by an Immortal King. If you were to learn the Immortal Technique he left behind, wouldn't you be hunted down by that Immortal King?

Absolutely not!" Qingyang Immortal King immediately shook his head in refusal.

"This damned Lao Liu is too afraid of death!" Yang Ji felt aggrieved and looked down upon him in his heart, but then he grinned again, "Besides that, I also know of another inheritance site that contains top-level Immortal Techniques."

"Oh? Where? And what are the names of these Immortal Techniques?" Qingyang Immortal King looked at Yang Ji and asked continuously.

"Also within a minor world, the names of the Immortal Techniques are 'Primordial Annihilation, Ten Directions Strangle...'"

"What? 'Primordial Annihilation'?" Qingyang Immortal King was startled, crying out in alarm, "That belongs to him, my disciple, you mustn't take it! That being is a star of calamity, causing troubles everywhere, with enemies all over. If you learn his Immortal Technique, you will be entangled in great karma, and you will never have peace, and even I, your master, will not be at ease."

Qingyang Immortal King was obviously afraid and glanced at Yang Ji, "You lad, no, no, I can't allow you to interact with my disciple, lest you lead her astray."

"Disciple, let's go!"

Before leaving, he did not forget to give Yang Ji a stern look, "If you dare to see my disciple in private again, I will surely have you castrated!"

"Damn it!" Yang Ji nearly spit out a mouthful of blood, having seen those who feared death, but never one who feared it this much.

The wretched old lad!

Right then and there, he swore in his heart; if he became an Immortal King, he would definitely scare Qingyang to death, making sure his liver and gallbladder shattered from fear.

"Master, I understand the limits," Bai Bi said, glancing at Yang Ji, whose face had gone dark.

"Hmm! As long as you understand, disciple. Remember your master's teachings: Seek not from mortals, but from the Heavenly Dao, eradicate all greed, remain untainted by karma. Thus can you enjoy the pleasures of Heaven and Earth. Do you understand, disciple?" Qingyang Immortal King asked.

"Disciple understands!" Bai Bi replied.

"Disciple, even the Qingyang Palace was disbanded by me, to prevent my disciples from being tainted by great karma and involving me. Now I have only you as my disciple; you must cultivate diligently.

In the future, you will achieve the Immortal King Fruit Position alongside your master, and we will both be Immortal Kings, forever leaving behind a beautiful and praiseworthy tale!" Qingyang Immortal King said contentedly.

"Afraid of karma involving you? Aren't I your biggest karma? Qingyang, you just wait!" Yang Ji glared silently.

"Let's go, disciple!" Qingyang said, sweeping his sleeve.

"Master, I..." After a thousand years, Bai Bi looked at Yang Ji, a trace of reluctance crossing her face.

"Men are like sharp knives that scrape the bone. You must not covet male beauty, which will only distract you from your path of cultivation. Disciple, let's go!" Qingyang Immortal King said, sweeping his sleeve, and he disappeared with Bai Bi, turning into a wisp of white smoke.

"This darned old lad!" Yang Ji sniffed the lingering fragrance on his fingertips, also feeling some nostalgia.

"This goat spirit has spoiled your fun, really knowing neither good nor bad! Let me out, and I will definitely capture him, throw him in front of you, and make him bow in apology!" The Rotten Wooden Box laughed wickedly, seemingly taking pleasure in Yang Ji's misfortune or perhaps just enjoying the situation.

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