My Informative Cultivation Life

The Dao of Destiny is profoundly mysterious and unpredictable, an enigma beyond comprehension. The sole method of contact is through the slaying of Destiny Tribulation to obtain Destiny's Origin.

Some of the great figures of the world are able to divine and calculate outcomes because, during the time they transcended tribulations, they chose the Path of Destiny.

Though they never succeeded in slaying the Destiny Tribulation, they still reaped a considerable amount of Destiny's Origin.

With the acquired Destiny's Origin, they could create various methods of deduction, all sorts of profound techniques.

The methods of deduction in the world involve either life, fortune, or cause and effect—no more than these three kinds.

Yang Ji had lived for more than nine hundred years and was privy to some secrets.

For some unknown reason, no one could slay the Destiny Tribulation; throughout the ages, not even the most heaven-defying talents could kill it. At most, they could severely wound the Destiny Tribulation and obtain a portion of the Origin.

The amount of Destiny's Origin one reaps is all there is, and it becomes harder to delve further into it thereafter.

It is rumored that Destiny cannot be fully fathomed and that if it were understood, one would die.

When Yang Ji initially heard this, he didn't take it seriously, but the more he pondered, the more eerie he found the statement!

If a person cannot control their own destiny, it always feels as if an invisible colossal hand confines them within predetermined rules—life an uncut gem, the path ahead unknown, shrouded in fog, as if manipulated by someone else.

Yang Ji once experienced this kind of fear that emerged from the depths of the soul.

While on Earth, he saw a video explaining how insignificant Earth really is.

The observable universe, 93 billion light years, 93 billion light years! Humans, unable to even land on Mars, will never reach the edge of the universe.

93 billion light years, and this is only the universe that has been observed. So, how vast is the unexplored universe?

Is it like a grain of sand compared to Earth? Or even more exaggerated, like a grain of sand compared to the whole solar system? Or like a grain of sand compared to the entire Milky Way? Or even the whole observable universe?

Just how large must the universe be—boundless, infinite?

Compared to the entire universe, the Earth really is just a drop in the ocean, too minuscule; too insignificant, just like the Milky Way compared to the entire universe is no more than a grain of sand.

The universe is just too vast, existing for billions and billions of years; humans are too insignificant, their lifespan merely a hundred years or so, barely enough to cross.

If you die, you will be no more, no more forever, gone for eternity, yet the vast universe continues to exist.

Whenever Yang Ji thought about this, a sense of anxiety and fear arose in his heart.

He named this feeling of fear arising from the universe, "Cosmic Oppression."

What lies at the end of the universe is the despair and fear in the hearts of mortal flesh.

Oddly enough, when you don't think about the vastness of the universe or delve into its mysteries, content with a happy life on Earth, that fear stemming from the resistance to death disappears.

When you gaze at the universe, it gazes back at you. The will of humankind is too insignificant; even contemplating these matters can breed fear.

Is it possible for humankind to fly out of the Milky Way in the future? Without wormholes or warp drive, humankind may never leave the Milky Way.

And this is just the Milky Way; what about the entire universe?

At times, Yang Ji wondered if humanity had chosen the wrong technological path.

In his view, if humans were to achieve distant voyages, it would have to be through the power of thought alone, instantly reaching beyond the Milky Way. How terrifying would that speed be?

In his youth, Yang Ji was a materialist, scorning any idealist doctrine as baseless, utter nonsense, and feudal superstition.

But as he grew older and experienced more, he gradually developed a deeper understanding of life.

He then discovered, to his surprise, that he had unknowingly come to accept some of the ideas of idealism. Yes, he found, they actually made some sense.

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This Path of Destiny, no one has ever penetrated.

Yang Ji actually wanted to give it a try. When the time came for him to break through to the Void Refining stage, he was determined to slay the Destiny Tribulation. As to whether he would succeed, he did not know.

Yet he always wanted to control his own path of destiny.

However, this step was still a far reach for him, as he was not even a true disciple yet, let alone discussing slaying tribulations. Moreover, this was the most mysterious, most terrifying, and most formidable Destiny Tribulation.

Yang Ji steadied his mind, calmed his thoughts, and then ceased to ponder further.

Just as he was preparing to leave his retreat, intending to inquire about all the major events that had occurred within the past three hundred years from those Demon Lords,

his Myriad Treasures Mirror suddenly lit up, and a message came through.

The Myriad Treasures Mirror was a communication device of the Wuji Dao Sect. Without overthinking it, it must be someone from the Sect sending him a message.

"Senpai? Or Yan Zhan?" Yang Ji wondered curiously as he took out the Myriad Treasures Mirror. To his surprise, it was a message from Elder Chun Ye.

[Yang lad, where have you been these years? My messages couldn't even be delivered; you didn't run out of the Taichu World, did you?]

[Hmm! To my surprise, I tried again today and successfully sent a message. You must have returned; where are you now?]

[What, Elder? Do you miss me?] Yang Ji replied with a smile.

[A quick response? You must be idle. Why not come back and have a few drinks with me? Without you, it's hard to drink alone.]

[...] Yang Ji replied.

[... Your head.]

[... Alright, I'm coming back now.] Yang Ji was momentarily startled, then let out a soft chuckle.

[... Hmm, good, I'll have the fine wine waiting for you.]