My Informative Cultivation Life

Bai Ziqi, holding the "Time Tower," walked out with Lin Hua Jun.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on successfully refining the treasure!" Yang Ji congratulated with clasped hands.

"Haha, indeed it's refined. However, my Magical Treasure still lacks a compatible Artifact Spirit. I wonder if you would be willing to become one with my treasure?" Bai Ziqi laughed.

"Are you saying... you want me to become the Artifact Spirit for your Magical Treasure?" Yang Ji was slightly taken aback.

"Fellow Daoist cultivates the Laws of Time, making you an excellent Artifact Spirit. If you enter my Time Tower, it will surely become a Demi-Immortal Instrument in one fell swoop. Since my youth, I've inherited from a powerful being of the Immortal Realm, my path to immortality boundless. If you enter the tower, from then on, you can share in my glory! I promise, I will aid you in becoming an Immortal King Artifact, indestructible, with your will eternally persisting," Bai Ziqi said lightly, speaking as if it were an everyday matter.

"Hahahaha..." Yang Ji burst into laughter as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Hahaha!" Within the Mount Sea World, both the Buddha Child and the Ragged Wooden Box also burst out laughing, so happy that tears streamed down their faces.

"Hm?" Seeing Yang Ji's laughter, Bai Ziqi's eyes darkened slightly as he quietly sealed off the surroundings with his Supreme Divine Power.

Unmoved, Yang Ji laughed and said, "I must say, your proposal is very tempting."

"Oh? So, you mean to say you are willing?" Bai Ziqi was delighted. If the Artifact Spirit were to combine forces with him, the power of the Time Tower could be pushed to its limit, and it could grow infinitely in the future.

"You cultivate the Laws of Time. If you become the Artifact Spirit for this Time Tower, I can promise to preserve your True Spirit forever!" Yang Ji suddenly became sharp.

"Huh? Seeking death! I gave you a way out, but you refuse to take it, forcing me to use the supreme refining technique and melt you down!" Bai Ziqi suddenly sneered coldly, throwing the Time Tower upwards. It instantly enlarged and began to pour down an endless stream of the Power of Time.

"Once time is imprisoned, not even a Nine Tribulations Immortal can escape. Just accept your death obediently and become the Artifact Spirit within my Time Tower."

"Is that so?" Yang Ji chuckled coldly, then the "Wings of Time-Space" suddenly popped out behind him. With a slight flap, he disappeared into thin air, reappearing in front of Bai Ziqi the next instant, striking out with his palm.

Boom!

Bai Ziqi's face changed. He hadn't expected Yang Ji to break free of the time imprisonment and to move so fast that his divine sense couldn't capture him before he suddenly appeared right in front of him.

Taken aback, he wanted to strike Yang Ji and send him flying, but Yang Ji was too fast, the Destruction Hand Seal already looming over his face. Your next read awaits at My Virtual Library Empire

Primordial Annihilation, the most ruthless move from the get-go.

Bang!

Bai Ziqi was hit by the Great Destruction, his entire body beginning to shatter, turning instantly into fine powder.

By the time he reconstituted himself, he saw Yang Ji already holding the Time Tower in his hands.

"What a treasure, what a treasure!" Yang Ji clicked his tongue in admiration, eyes shining with greed as he continuously caressed it.

"Indeed, it's a marvelous treasure, forged from top-grade materials. How incredibly lucky Bai Ziqi is to have found such an abundance of top-notch materials. The potential for growth in this treasure is immense; the materials used in its forging are on par with an Immortal King Artifact," even the Immortal Elder exclaimed in admiration. "If it's constantly nurtured over the years and an Artifact Spirit is born, as long as you infuse it with the True Immortal Law, it can become an Immortal Artifact in one go."

"Hehe, why need years of nurturing when there's a ready-made Artifact Spirit right before us? Youngster Yang, seize him, for he cultivates the Laws of Time and is an excellent Artifact Spirit, definitely not to be missed," the Ragged Wooden Box cackled with laughter.

"Damn it! You... my treasure!" As Bai Ziqi restored his form, he noticed his painstakingly refined Time Tower had been snatched away, shocking him repeatedly as his eyes instantly reddened. He kept forming hand seals, trying to summon it back, but the Time Tower didn't budge an inch. "What's going on?"

"Don't bother trying in vain. Half of the Time Stones in this Time Tower have been refined by me, bearing my aura and imprint. I'm essentially its half-owner. Oh, no, now it completely belongs to me," Yang Ji said with a smile. If Bai Ziqi had deeply refined it, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to take it. Unfortunately, Bai Ziqi was too arrogant and underestimated him too much.

"This..." Lin Hua Jun, observing the fight, was also deeply shaken. From Yang Ji's escape from the imprisonment to the seizure of the Time Tower, it all happened in an instant.

He couldn't imagine how a Three Tribulations Immortal could escape from the Time Tower's entrapment and then obliterate the Nine Tribulations Immortal Bai Ziqi with a palm strike. The turnaround was just too shocking.

"Ah, you're courting death!" Bai Ziqi completely flew into a Frenzied Fury, his Inner World shaking as he forged a World Cauldron, ruthlessly suppressing downward, intending to use the powerful World Force to subdue Yang Ji. "Mountains and rivers, world imprisonment!"

"Such a level of World Force can't trap me at all!" Yang Ji flashed his Wings of Time-Space again, breaking through the spatial restraints and bursting out.

"World Cauldron dominates the cosmos, mountains and rivers shattered, see where you can run now!" Bai Ziqi raged.

Boom!

Yang Ji felt the universe around him collapse under the World Cauldron's suppression, causing a terrifying explosion.

But he didn't show any weakness either, once again activating the Destruction Hand Seal, fiercely pushing it out, obliterating the World Cauldron.

"Claw of Myriad Beasts!"

Just then, above Yang Ji's head, a white colossal claw descended, grabbing hold of his skull.

Lin Hua Jun had made his move!