My Informative Cultivation Life

"Cheng Bailou actually took out the precious Sacred Spirit Tea?" The watching hall masters were greatly surprised, unable to believe it, wondering which wire had Cheng Bailou crossed incorrectly?

"The Golden Throne, Sacred Spirit Tea! These two are the highest etiquette of the Holy Race when receiving guests. What on earth is going on with Cheng Bailou?" The crowd was astonished and began to speculate.

Even Huang Dao and the others were dumbfounded, not understanding why their hall master was being so polite to this person, who was practically bullying them by showing up uninvited.

With Cheng Bailou's level of cultivation, he naturally sensed the whispers and emotional fluctuations of the people around him. He looked at the damaged palace and the grievously weakened people of the Ancestral Saint Hall, and couldn't help frowning again, confirming, "Are you sure your prophecy is correct?"
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"Definitely correct!" the Prophetic Fish said in a milky voice.

"Definitely correct?"

"Definitely correct! Don't you believe me anymore?"

"No, no, no! It's just that important matters need to be asked three times!" Cheng Bailou shook his head and said, "I possess the 'God-annihilating Talisman' and a one-time forbidden magical treasure 'Fallen Spear,' both of which are powerful enough to kill a Heavenly Immortal. Additionally, I have the 'Saint King's Crown,' which allows me to truly borrow the Saint King's power, enough to kill the strongest at the peak of Heavenly Immortal. These are my ultimate power cards. So, you're saying, with all these methods, I can't take him down?"

"Can't take him down, can't take him down!" The Prophetic Fish, like a brocade koi, leisurely swam around in Cheng Bailou's Inner World. It also peered at Yang Ji once more through the Mystical Light Mirror. Underneath its clear fish eyes, a hint of doubt appeared, "I don't know what it is, but looking at him, I always feel as if I am seeing the greatest terror in the world. So, you better not make a move against him!"

"The greatest terror in the world?" Cheng Bailou was shocked inside, "You're saying this guy is the greatest terror in the world?"

He hurriedly asked again, "Is he a future terror, or a terror now?"

"Now! Just looking at his current appearance, a shiver of dread rises in my heart," the Prophetic Fish stared at Yang Ji, feeling somewhat afraid.

"A current terror?" Cheng Bailou was very puzzled and frowned, "Could he be the Ancestor of Origin in disguise, here to play among mortals?"

That thought had barely arisen when he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart and couldn't help but stealthily glance at Yang Ji, who was so nonchalant.

"I don't know, but you better not touch him!" the Prophetic Fish said solemnly, "The oppression it brings me is a billion times stronger than the Saint King!"

"What? A billion times stronger!" Cheng Bailou truly bit his tongue, and nearly spit out a mouthful of tea.

Who was the Saint King?

He was the supreme being who founded the Holy Realm, strong enough to contend with Divine Realm, Buddha Realm, Demon Realm, Underworld Realm, Spirit Realm, Dragon Realm, and other major realms—a supremely powerful Dominator, among the oldest of creatures.

It was hard to imagine anything existing that could be a billion times stronger than a Dominator.

No! Even the legendary Ancestor of Origin didn't qualify.

Cheng Bailou felt the Prophetic Fish had lost its mind, but when he looked at Yang Ji, he still became three times more serious.

After all, the Prophetic Fish had been with him for so many years, helping him seek good fortune and avoid disaster without a single mistake. It was why his journey in cultivation had been so smooth.

He couldn't dismiss the words of the Prophetic Fish!

"What the hell is Cheng Bailou doing? His face is all red," the hall masters wondered, looking at this scene.

"Prophetic Fish?" Yang Ji, noting Cheng Bailou's reaction, had a thought. Using Golden Finger to see the conversation between the man and the fish, he couldn't help but wonder, "The pressure my appearance puts on it is a billion times stronger than the Saint King? My current appearance is supposed to be Luo... supposed to be my cheap master."

Now he was feeling a bit spooked!

Could the Prophetic Fish see something that even his Golden Finger couldn't?

Yang Ji quickly asked the Rail Wooden Box for advice, "Senior, have you ever heard of the Prophetic Fish?"

"Why do you suddenly ask?" Rail Wooden Box was curious.

"There's a Prophetic Fish in his Inner World!" Yang Ji explained.

"What? He has a Prophetic Fish inside him?" Rail Wooden Box exploded with excitement, exclaiming, "Steal it, steal it, that's a real treasure. The Prophetic Fish is outstanding; it's a creature that has emerged from the 'prophecy' pathway, like a magical treasure but not a magical treasure. It can foresee the future and seek good fortune and avoid disaster, bringing limitless benefits!"

"Such creatures are born with an unlimited lifespan and are truly blessed by heaven and earth!"

"I've only seen this fish in the Immortal Realm Jade Pool. Those Empress Mothers are so extravagant, they even use it as a decorative fish!"

"Are you saying there's one on the guy before us?" Rail Wooden Box suppressed his excitement.

"There is one!" Yang Ji nodded.

"Find a way to get it over here, the Prophetic Fish will be very useful! Have it predict your future opportunities," the Rail Wooden Box said with a sly grin.

"The little fish is that amazing? Boss, snatch it and let it predict my future path of cultivation!" Buddha Child grinned and laughed.

"Let's see what the Ancestral Saint Hall hall master has to say first!" Yang Ji was keener than anyone to get his hands on it; because the Prophetic Fish had spoken of something that shocked him, he must clarify it.

"Fellow Daoist, enjoy the tea!" Cheng Bailou smiled, conjured a great hand, and personally poured a cup of Sacred Spirit Tea for Yang Ji.

"You flatter me, hall master!" Seeing Cheng Bailou doing so, Yang Ji did not want to snub him and smiled as he picked up the cup.

After sipping the tea, just as Yang Ji was about to speak about the matter of Taichu Hall, Cheng Bailou clapped his hands and said, "Bring out the people from Taichu Hall!"