My Informative Cultivation Life

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"Senior Brother, where did the Immortal King Minor World appear this time?" Yang Ji asked.

"If my senses are not mistaken, it should be in the Xian Gang Starfield!" Mo Taixu said.

"The Xian Gang Starfield? That's not too far. With Senior Brother's strength, if he flies at full speed, he should be able to arrive within fifty years!" Cang Jie nodded in agreement.

"This time, I must take good advantage of the opportunity to fully comprehend the 'Destruction Divine Fist'!" Li Xingyun declared.

"With Brother's unmatched talent, you will surely achieve your wish!" Yang Ji said with a smile.

"Haha, I'll take your auspicious words!" Li Xingyun laughed.

"Senior Brother? Junior Brother? Is this a Red Dust Immortal? A Nine Tribulations Immortal? A top Mahayana? Unparalleled Daozi?

My heavens, when did our lord make the acquaintance of these powerful beings?"

Lang Canghai was left agape.

Inwardly, he couldn't help but deeply marvel at how circles of geniuses beget geniuses, and the more one cultivates, the smoother the path ahead becomes, and how dazzling the road to immortality is.

At this moment, his heart became even more determined to follow Yang Ji.

Following such geniuses, one might truly be able to grasp the longevity of a Daluo Golden Immortal.

A Daluo Golden Immortal, only below the Quasi-Imperial Monarch, had already transcended tribulations. Though they may not be immortal and indestructible like an Immortal King, they could still enjoy eternal life.

Only the Quasi-Imperial Monarch and the Immortal King themselves had the power to strip them of their status and slay them.

Generally speaking, Daluo Golden Immortals in the Immortal Realm are benevolent towards others and rarely make enemies carelessly since they all wish to enjoy eternal familial bliss and live as carefree, respected elders.

Lang Canghai dreamed of becoming such a Xiao Yao Immortal, and now, a spark of yearning was ignited in his heart.

His gaze towards Yang Ji became even more reverential and loyal.

Yang Ji, standing at the forefront, had not noticed these subtle changes in him, as he was lowering his eyes, delving into the comprehension of Immortal Techniques.

The rest of the group was doing the same.

Only Mo Taixu was flying at full speed.

Along the way, they passed countless splendid star systems, brimming with diversity.

Many Cultivation star systems appeared.

But Yang Ji and his companions didn't stop, speeding through the starry sky as fifty years hurried by.

In the blink of an eye, the group saw a hazy Immortal Light, and a gateway as tall as the Heavenly Gates—this was the familiar Immortal King Minor World.

Inside the gateway, at this moment, many Cultivators were flying in and out, making the scene very lively.

Not far off was the thriving Xian Gang Starfield. Its level of prosperity was not inferior to the Realm of Extreme Void, so it was hard for the Immortal King Minor World not to have Cultivators coming and going.

Mo Taixu didn't pay much attention to others, sweeping up Yang Ji and the others, and flew straight in. With a whoosh of light, the six people settled in an orderly fashion onto Stone Mountain beneath the Immortal King Stele.

This movement also drew the attention of experts from the Xian Gang Starfield who had come to comprehend Immortal Techniques.

Many Mahayana and Tribulation Immortals, and even five Red Dust Immortals, opened their eyes in amazement to discover that six people were sitting atop the Stone Mountain platform.

"What is this? How could they directly fly to the stone platform?" someone exclaimed in surprise.

"They are not hindered by the Great Dao Grid, which suggests they must have already comprehended the Immortal Techniques within the stele!" someone else mused.

"I hadn't thought it actually possible for someone to comprehend the Immortal Techniques within the stele."

The people were stirred, seeing the successful example of Yang Ji and the other five, and plunged back into their own comprehension, eager to grasp the Immortal Techniques.

But, as time passed.

One year, two years, three years, ten years, a hundred years.

In the blink of two hundred years.

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Even the five Red Dust Immortals shook their heads and sighed, "Not destined, not destined," and left regretfully.

Some Tribulation Immortals, top Mahayana, Daozi, and true disciples also shook their heads without gain.

Below Stone Mountain, countless practitioners had initially sat in meditation, but after two hundred years, most had gone.

Indeed, people arrived excited and left full of regrets.

The Immortal Techniques within the Immortal King Stele aren't something that can be comprehended just by having high perception—though perception does play a significant role, luck is even more crucial.

Without the right opportunity, the Immortal Techniques are hard to come by!

Otherwise, beneath the Immortal King Stele, there wouldn't have been just these six people over millions of years.

Lang Canghai had the fortune to follow Yang Ji to this Immortal King Minor World, but also lacked the luck to obtain the Immortal Techniques, shaking his head in resignation.

People come, people go!

In the blink of an eye, five hundred years had passed.

It was on this day that Yang Ji, who was comprehending Immortal Techniques, suddenly opened his eyes in surprise because he discovered that his Inner World unexpectedly began to emanate a mysterious Great Dao aura.

His Divine Sense immediately plunged into it, and in an instant, he found that the Great Dao aura was coming from the Sacred Peach Tree.

The entire tree was dotted with Spiritual Light, with Great Dao energy circulating and mysterious runes densely covering it, resembling a Great Dao Grid interwoven upon the trunk, profoundly mystical.

After so many years, and with the acceleration of time by the Wings of Time-Space, the Sacred Peach Tree had grown significantly taller, nourished by an endless supply of Great Dao energy. It became even more radiant and extraordinary, like a flawless gemstone, glittering with treasure light.

At this moment, its leaves rustled, and the trunk was trembling slightly, constantly bursting with dense Great Dao aura.

Yang Ji stared closely and immediately noticed "the transformation of Nirvana, the eruption of Great Dao essence," "hardships," "breaking the shackles of life," "Advance Towards the Dao Peach Tree."

"Incredible, incredible, this Sacred Peach Tree is actually evolving, something unprecedented, something unseen before. For it to have evolved from a Spirit Peach Tree to a Sacred Peach Tree was already a miracle, but now, it's starting to transform into a Dao Peach Tree, unimaginably wondrous!" the Immortal Elder was astonished for the first time.

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