My Informative Cultivation Life

"Hall Master! The people have been brought here!" Another Late Stage True Immortal Vice Hall Master of the Ancestral Saint Hall had brought out Taichu Hall's Bai Gong and Bai Bi.

Yang Ji's gaze swept over them and found that they were unharmed, merely a bit downcast, and immediately felt much relieved.

"Haha, congratulations to Hall Master Bai on regaining your freedom!"

"Congratulations to Hall Master Bai!"

"This is..." Bai Gong and Bai Bi were bewildered at the scene before them. How did several hundred hall masters appear all at once?

As someone who had managed a branch of the alliance for many years, Bai Gong was an experienced individual. He immediately guessed the possible reason, bowed deeply with tears of gratitude, "Thank you all for your righteous intervention; I, Bai, am endlessly grateful!"

"We don't have that kind of ability, it's all thanks to your people from Taichu Hall!" Meng He and the others said with a smile, gesturing for Bai Gong to look towards the sky.

"This..." Upon looking up, Bai Gong saw two enormous Golden Thrones in the void. He recognized Cheng Bailou on the left one, the Hall Master of the Ancestral Saint Hall, but the one on the right was unfamiliar to him. To be seated opposite Cheng Bailou and treated with a Golden Throne—such a status must be extraordinary... Wait, all thanks to my people from Taichu Hall?

They meant this was someone from my Taichu Hall?

Yang Ji, seeing the kind-hearted elder, couldn't help but smile, "Hall Master, Miss! Are you both alright?"

"Hall... Hall Master?" Bai Gong hesitated in his mind, not daring to respond. He could only nod dumbly.

"Grandfather, that seems to be him... Look at his fortunes." Bai Bi's eyes moved, and upon catching Yang Ji's smile, she quietly used her ability to divine fortunes.

She didn't realize until she saw, but upon looking, a huge surprise greeted her.

"This... These two or three strands of fortune, they belong to that guy!" Bai Gong, holding his white beard, suddenly felt a shock of joy, and the motion of stroking his beard became smoother.

"Hall Master, Miss, please enter my Inner World first!" With a smile, Yang Ji transformed a hand and reached out for Bai Gong and Bai Bi, who did not resist and entered into the Inner World.

"You came to rescue Bi'er, which gratifies me greatly. It seems that the many resources and Medicine Pills I provided you in the past were not in vain!" Bai Gong said with a face full of satisfaction and a hearty laugh.

"You should rest a bit, sir. After I've dealt with the affairs outside, we'll drink a few cups together!" said Yang Ji with a laugh.

"Hahaha, excellent, excellent!" Bai Gong laughed heartily and nodded.

"Fellow Daoist, I am truly sorry. The people from my Ancestral Saint Hall lacked discretion. We are all from the same Alliance of Commerce, how could we imprison someone just like that? Luckily, no harm was done. Otherwise, I would have dismantled them myself. Come, fellow Daoist, let us drink some tea!" said Cheng Bailou with a smile.

"Hall Master is too kind!" Yang Ji said, raising his cup.

Huang Dao's expression was extremely somber, yet he dared not speak out again, for Cheng Bailou had already strictly warned him.

"Fellow Daoist, my subordinates are ignorant. If there was any offense, please forgive us, please forgive us!" Cheng Bailou said with a slight smile, exceedingly polite.

"It is true they were ignorant, seizing people from my Taichu Hall without authorization. However, since the Hall Master has spoken, then I will let them go!" said Yang Ji, with a wave of his hand, throwing out a group of sealed Red Dust Immortals.

Each one was pale-faced and miserable.

Seeing their own Hall Master present, their expressions turn fierce, ready to speak out in rage but are preempted by a stern look from Cheng Bailou. The words dying in their throats after two swallows, they couldn't bring themselves to speak.

Because they sensed something was off—why would their own Hall Master treat such a person with so much courtesy?

With a sweep of their gaze and seeing Huang Dao's cold face, they wisely stood aside, looking on resentfully.

"Hall Master, he took my Saint King Halberd!" Saint Radiance said with a deep voice.

"Correct, I not only took his Saint King Halberd but also his Saint King Sword!" Yang Ji pointed toward Huang Dao.

"Fellow Daoist, both the Saint King Halberd and the Saint King Sword are Immortal Artifacts of our Holy Race. You will find little use for them. It is possible that our Saint Immortals will send down punishment. Here, fellow Daoist, I respect you with this cup of tea, as an apology for their behavior," Cheng Bailou said as he lifted his teacup.

"Do you wish to retrieve the two Immortal Artifacts, Hall Master? That is not impossible..." Yang Ji caressed his teacup, looking faintly at Cheng Bailou, then suddenly transmitted his voice, "I would like to meet with the Hall Master's Prophetic Fish."
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"Pfft! You, you..." Cheng Bailou spat out the tea in his mouth, astounded as he stared at Yang Ji. He could hardly believe that the person before him knew his greatest secret.

In an instant, thoughts of murder, contemplation, and countless ideas raced through his mind.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Bailou calmed himself and transmitted back, "How did you know that I have a Prophetic Fish on me?"

"There's no need for fellow Daoist to know that! What do you think of my condition? Just a single meeting, and it won't exceed two hours," Yang Ji transmitted back calmly.

"Just one meeting?" Cheng Bailou frowned deeply, falling silent for a moment.

"Is this Luo Daoist asking too much? Otherwise, why would Cheng Bailou have such an expression?"

"It seems that Cheng Bailou is going to pay a hefty price to get those two Immortal Artifacts back!"

"Perhaps the situation isn't as we assume; what kind of terms could surprise Cheng Bailou so much that he spat out his tea?"

The gathered Red Dust Immortals speculated, each with a contemplative expression.

"Let me meet him then, I want to see him up close!" the Prophetic Fish was taken aback when Yang Ji mentioned its presence and was now wandering back and forth in Cheng Bailou's Inner World, continuously peering at him through the Mystical Light Mirror.

"You, you want to meet him?" Cheng Bailou suddenly hesitated, as this was his greatest treasure and it was not to be lost.

"Rest assured, I won't run off with him!" said the Prophetic Fish.

"Well, all right then!" Cheng Bailou felt slightly reassured.

"Hall Master, is it possible?" Yang Ji seized the opportunity to send a message.

"It is possible! But not here," Cheng Bailou sent back a message.

"Hall Master is straightforward!" Yang Ji immediately took out the "Saint King Sword" and the "Saint King Halberd," two Immortal Artifacts, and handed them over to Cheng Bailou.

"Eh, it seems an agreement has been reached!"

"It looks like they've come to terms! Both of their demeanors have relaxed."

Hall Masters from all sides spoke secretly among themselves.

"The imprisonment of the people from the Taichu Hall was a mistake on the part of our Ancestral Saint Hall. Afterwards, I will definitely present a generous gift and visit to apologize!" Cheng Bailou said.

"Good! I will await the Hall Master with fine tea," said Yang Ji, turning around to leave and cupping his hands in farewell, "I take my leave!"

"All Hall Masters, thank you very much for this time," Yang Ji turned to Meng He, Wu Qingtian, and other Hall Masters who had come along, bowing deeply.

"Haha, Brother Luo, you're too polite!" Meng He and the others, wearing big smiles, returned the gesture with cupped hands.

"If you are free, please do come by the Taichu Hall for a visit, and I will treat you to some fine tea," said Yang Ji, following Bai Gong's instructions, to everyone.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world!"

"It's not often we all meet up like this; we definitely should take this chance to have a good gathering!"

Everyone wore beaming smiles. After witnessing Yang Ji's strength, they were eager to strengthen their bond, and they certainly would not miss this opportunity.

"Let's go!" Yang Ji, under the guidance of Bai Gong, led the way, flying toward the Taichu Hall.

"The Taichu Hall is truly rising!"

"If I had known, I would have gone with Wu Qingtian and the others; I missed the chance to meet such a powerful person."

"Hey, you still have a chance, and that is the Alliance Leader Conference!"

"Indeed, if I cast my vote for him, he's sure to remember my support. Considering how he treats the Red Dust Immortals that accompanied him, he is someone who values loyalty," one said.

"The Alliance Leader Conference is just a few days away, let's see if he decides to run!"

As Yang Ji and the others departed, the Red Dust Immortals who had been observing with their mental powers dispersed their attention.

On their flight, Yang Ji asked curiously, "Senior Bai Gong, when did you make your breakthrough to become a Red Dust Immortal?"

He had heard from others that Bai Gong was still a Nine Tribulations Immortal when he was captured, and the moment he was released, he had become a Red Dust Immortal.

"I made the breakthrough while imprisoned, during that time I had already prepared for a life-and-death struggle. Many years of accumulation allowed me to successfully break through," Bai Gong replied with a slight smile.

"I see!" Yang Ji nodded.

Tribulation Immortals, each tribulation more difficult than the last.

Moreover, one is forced to undergo a tribulation every thousand years, but once one reaches the Nine Tribulations Immortal, the situation changes.

At the level of Nine Tribulations Immortal, Heavenly Tribulation no longer descends passively; instead, it's up to the cultivator to initiate it.

This gave a sliver of hope to become an ascendant, as after all, the final Great Dao Thunder Tribulation is extremely tough and requires ample time to prepare.