My Informative Cultivation Life

Chun Ye glanced at him sideways with a look that said, 'you should know what to do.'

Facing the fierce Chun Ye, Yang Ji could only give a dry laugh and remained silent.

"There are many true inheritances in the Sect; the reason the Sect wants you to compete for the Zhan Maiden is that they value you. You have a robust fate and are in conflict with the Heavenly Demon. If you can become the link that closely binds our Sect with the Zhan Family, the alliance between the two will be even more solid.

Of course, you need not force yourself; matters of the heart cannot be compelled. If you're not interested in the Zhan Maiden, we will not insist," Wuji Zi said with a faint smile.

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Yang Ji said with a bow.

"Hmm, you may go now and focus on your cultivation," Wuji Zi said.

"Let's go!" Chun Ye grabbed Yang Ji and tore through space, leaving the grand hall.

After coming out, Yang Ji parted ways with Chun Ye.

He returned to his own mountain peak, the Dao Peak.

The silver-haired elder Chong Yuan and the others were still there, and they had kept the mountain peak in perfect order, with an impressive aura.

Initially, out of the six people who followed Yang Ji, only two passed the third trial and could stay in the Dao Sect forever.

The other four failed and lost the identity of disciples of the Dao Sect. They no longer had access to Sect resources but could still remain within the Sect as followers of a Sect genius.

Over the years, all six of them had been cultivating on the mountain peak.

Among them, Chong Yuan had already made a breakthrough to the Divinity Transformation Realm, and the remaining five were also showing signs of a breakthrough. Their bodies were sufficiently filled with true essence, but their Primordial Spirits were not strong enough and were still in the process of being condensed and strengthened.

Seeing their many years of following, Yang Ji took out six Primordial Spirit Fruits and altered their shapes into the form of common Soul-Enhancing Fruits and bestowed them upon them.

With the Primordial Spirit Fruit, they should be able to break through to the Divinity Transformation Realm very soon.

Then, they would enjoy lifespans of several thousand years and also have the potential to impact the Void Refinement Realm, truly becoming experts who have heard the Dao.

After taking care of some matters, Yang Ji started his seclusion, intending to fully comprehend the "Slicing Technique."

Time passed day by day in such a manner.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

Hastily, a hundred years passed.

In that time, Yang Ji had already fully understood the Slicing Technique to perfection.

In his spare time, he was also considering how to construct his Inner World.

Everyone's Inner World is different, and the powers and Divine Skills manifested are also not the same.

Some are Nether Prison refining fields, worlds of fierce ghosts.

Some are Immortal Palace pavilions, paradises away from the world.

Some are lands where myriad Buddhas congregate, with Buddha's light shining everywhere.

Some are the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the bridges over Hell.

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The Demon Consort's Inner World is created based on a Magic Tree as the foundation.

It is said that Brother Hao Yun constructed his world around a Luck Stone.

Yang Ji's Inner World was still uncertain, but he already had some inklings.

A hundred years had passed. Read new chapters at empire

The black-haired elder Shan Hai, the somber youth Jian Sen, the elegant middle-aged Wei Feng, the smiling young Wei Ming, the burly man Hai Kun, and five others had also successfully broken through to the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Yang Ji was present for each of their breakthroughs.

He observed the construction of their worlds and the different powers they displayed, further solidifying his direction for constructing his own Inner World.

And now, a hundred years having elapsed, just a few days later, Chun Ye brought him once again before the Sect Master, along with Zhan Xiao and three other Quasi True Successor disciples with formidable strength.

They were all about to enter the Minor Heavenly Realm for cultivation, striving to refine their Divine Skills and construct their worlds, aiming to break through the Divinity Transformation within two hundred years.

Then they would enter the Battlefield of Inheritances, becoming True Disciples that catch the attention of the Myriad Realms, recognized as geniuses of the realms, and possessing a glorious name card as they travel through the Myriad Realms in the future.

"I am now opening the gateway to the Minor Heavenly Realm for you. I hope you will cultivate earnestly within and not disappoint the expectations of the Sect," Wuji Zi waved his sleeve robe, and his Dao power struck out. Within the grand hall, the space rippled like waves, quickly forming a spatial vortex.

Within the vortex, the mist was dense, and brilliance surged, unclear to the eyes.

"This is the entrance to the Minor Heavenly Realm, go in," Wuji Zi said.

"Thank you, Sect Master!" everyone said with a bow.

"Brother, please go ahead!" a young man said with a smile, gesturing to Yang Ji.

Among those present, Yang Ji had the highest strength; they did not dare to rush ahead of him.

Yang Ji nodded and flew in first.

The others swiftly followed, flying in after him.

After a dizzying whirl, the crowd appeared in a new world.

The group exchanged glances, all somewhat surprised; this realm didn't have a land, only a bright sky and a rolling sea of thick clouds.

Yang Ji felt this realm was extraordinary; the air had become much denser, significantly more solidified than in the Taichu World.

All around was dense Spiritual Energy, so thick one could scoop it with hands, and with a mere squeeze, it could solidify into Supreme Spirit Stones.

Within this dense Spiritual Energy, Immortal Qi was also intermixed, quite extraordinary.

"Legend has it that the Minor Heavenly Realm is at the end of the heavens, below the Immortal Realm. It truly is as described with such thick Immortal Spirit Qi, indeed a sacred place for cultivation!" a young man exclaimed in admiration.

"The Immortal Spirit Qi here is nothing special. Ahead, the Endless Palace is where our Sect's talented disciples cultivate. The Immortal Spirit Qi inside there is much denser. Just by opening your mouth and inhaling, endless Immortal Qi enters your body, affording boundless benefits!" another young man said with a laugh.

"Such rich Immortal Spirit Qi, truly a treasure ground for cultivation!" Yang Ji also marveled.

"This is the foundation of the Dao Sect, not something those minor sects and schools can compare with. With this Immortal Spirit Qi, coupled with the previously obtained Pure Yang Holy Water, you will certainly be able to construct your Inner World in one go.

With the nourishment of Immortal Qi in your Inner World, in the future, it will produce endless fortunes, with treasure landscapes and Spiritual Medicines everywhere—it's not impossible," an Immortal Elder said with a laugh.