My Informative Cultivation Life

Tian Jizi and the Demi Immortal gave up on calculating Yang Ji's fate. No, rather, from the moment Yang Ji obtained the tenth piece of the Wheel of Destiny, they found it increasingly difficult to calculate anything about him. Yang Ji looked at the fragment in his hand, immersed in contemplation. In Wuji Zi's hand was a complete Destiny Compass, but it didn't seem to have any advantage over his fragment of the Wheel of Destiny. "What kind of Supreme Treasure is this Wheel of Destiny?" Yang Ji couldn't help but voice such a question. "Didn't you say there are forty-nine pieces of the Wheel of Destiny fragment? Perhaps gathering them all might reveal the answer," the Rail Wooden Box said. "I'm actually looking forward to it. Maybe after reassembling the Wheel of Destiny, I'll be able to truly calculate whether 'the great terror' really exists," Yang Ji pondered. Soon, he was immersed in cultivation again. The Origin of Water he had seized from Huang Tian was refined by him, the Great Dao resonated, Immortal Light shone brightly, and the inscrutable Dao Principles of Water followed his movements, coalescing into an Immortal King Dao Fruit within him. Thus, he gained another path—the Water Path. As an Immortal King of twenty-seven Great Dao paths, his strength took another leap forward. Days passed in a flash. While cultivating inside the Time Tower, Yang Ji calculated that an invitation from the Queen Mother had already been delivered to Liu Yunfeng's dojo. Without delay, Yang Ji, accompanied by Hua Xianzi and merging with the Dao, appeared in a splendid hall in the blink of an eye. The hall was resplendent with gold and jade, resembling a pool of wine and forest of meat, laden with countless fine wines and delicacies, while many fairy-like beings in gauzy clothes of extreme beauty fluttered about, singing and dancing, all exuding a single quality—sensuality. Yang Ji couldn't help but reflect that Liu Yunfeng was the one who truly lived—a life worth living. Because as soon as he entered, taking a seat on the King's Throne, two fairies at the Quasi-Imperial Monarch level of cultivation flung themselves into his arms. One nestled in his arms, extending a jade hand to wander and caress his body ceaselessly, while the other sat upon his thigh, bringing Spirit Fruits and delicacies to his mouth. This was what it meant to practice cultivation. It was about pure enjoyment. Yang Ji felt that his own cultivation had been in vain by comparison to Liu Yunfeng's, scarcely different from an austere monk's. "You seem somewhat lacking in enthusiasm this time around; has someone upset you?" A woman with the allure of a seductive fox caught his gaze with a bewitching look, cradling his face and whispering breathily. With other women suddenly rushing into his embrace, Yang Ji was taken aback for a moment. However, it was but a fleeting moment before he smiled and, wrapping his arms around their slender waists, said, "During my absence, did you miss me?" "Day and night we yearned, hoping for your return to favor us. But you seem to still be hung up on some woman outside, giving us hardly any attention," as the soft voices fell, a hand ventured toward his forbidden region. Yang Ji's expression stiffened subtly, and he intercepted the hand with a smile. "Lovely ladies, we can battle for three hundred rounds another day. I have important matters to address today; bring me the invitation from the Queen Mother," he said. "And when is 'another day'?" her outstretched jade hand, unusually met with resistance, evoking clear dissatisfaction. With a aggrieved tilt of her blushing face, she displayed a tender and irresistible charm. Even Yang Ji almost lost self-control, but luckily, he remained composed and his Dao heart did not waver. "That will naturally be at a good time!" With a smile, Yang Ji took the invitation from another woman, glanced at it quickly, and tucked it away. He couldn't stay a moment longer, fearing his Dao heart would become unsettled. He realized that the group of women in the hall were using some kind of enchanting and confusing magic that made the atmosphere even more full of temptation and sensuality. The two women clinging to him began to moan softly, their breath hot against his ear. Yang Ji felt extremely uncomfortable in such a scene, sensing two sharp glares from within his Inner World. The next moment. His figure flickered, and once more he merged with the Great Dao and left Liu Yunfeng's Daoist field. "Hmph! I saw you were quite enjoying yourself just now," Hua Xianzi's rebuke came through. Yang Ji smiled awkwardly, trying to explain his behavior, "I am Liu Yunfeng now, of course, I have to play along with the situation." "If no one was watching, you would have... Hmph..." Hua Xianzi hmphed twice but then said no more. Yang Ji smiled calmly as usual; he naturally was not that kind of person. Now that the invitation was in hand, Yang Ji formed a cloud with a pinch, and began to wait. Another three days hurried by. Suddenly, a burst of Immortal Light shone upon the invitation. Yang Ji knew that the day of the Queen Mother's birthday feast had arrived. The Queen Mother's status was revered, her strength formidable, occupying the Yaochi Treasured Land. Yang Ji's form flickered, he merged with the Great Dao, and vanished into the sky following the invitation's guidance. When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the legendary Yaochi fairyland. In the midst of Yaochi, clear waters rippled, clouds floated by, and exquisite white jade pavilions and towers were scattered in an orderly fashion, adorning the mist-enveloped lakeshore. On the surface of the lake floated various exotic flowers and rare herbs, some blooming as exuberantly as blazing flames, others delicate and dripping with beauty, dazzling to the eye. Above Yaochi, rainbows hung like heavenly bridges, connecting the fairyland and the mortal world. The sunlight pierced through the clouds, reflecting on the lake, casting a colorful and enchanting light, so beautiful that it intoxicated the spirit. On the lakeshore, some celestial maidens were dancing gracefully, their light figures and exquisite dance moves made one feel as if they were in a fairyland. Above Yaochi, there were also mythical beasts and immortal birds, some flying, some running, frolicking on the lake or foraging amongst the flowers. They radiated a myriad of colors, a sight of sheer wonder. Yaochi Treasured Land, an atmosphere both harmonious and mysterious, irresistibly immersing one in its charms. Almost simultaneously with Yang Ji's manifestation, thousands of streaks of Immortal Lights appeared in the sky above Yaochi, revealing extraordinary celestial kings one after another. These Immortal Kings obviously knew each other well, and greeted each other upon meeting. "Eternal Celestial King, long time no see!" "Guanghan Celestial Maiden, you've become even more beautiful." "Old Immortal Taibai, I've heard you've successfully concocted the legendary Marriage Pill? Could you gift me one so that I might have a transcendent romance with the Yaochi Holy Maiden?" "Feng, it's been many years. You've become even more handsome and extraordinary. Why haven't you come to see me these days? I've truly missed you," a particularly enchanting voice suddenly came through, and Yang Ji glanced to the side, only to find a scantily clad woman, revealing three points of modesty, smiling as she flew towards him. Her beauty was astounding, sparking brilliance before one's eyes. But upon seeing her, the Immortal Kings distanced themselves, a strange expression on their faces mingled with a hint of fear. This woman exuded a unique allure, captivating and profound, as if it could pull souls into the abyss. Her gaze was deep and mesmerizing, impossible to resist. Yang Ji calculated with his fingers and realized that this woman before him was none other than the legendary Nine-tailed Fox! He continued his calculations, his expression turning odd. He found that the Nine-tailed Fox was in fact cultivating a dual cultivation path. Liu Yunfeng had once attempted dual cultivation with her, but ultimately couldn't withstand it, having to weakly brace himself against the wall as he left and dared not return again. If an Immortal King was like this, how terrifying must the Nine-tailed Fox's skills be? No wonder the Immortal Kings wore odd expressions, keeping their distance from her. Yang Ji preferred not to engage much, and with a flash, he disappeared from the spot. "Hmph! You don't know what's good for you!" The Nine-tailed Fox saw Yang Ji vanish in an instant, her face turned cold. But when another handsome middle-aged man materialized in the air, she switched to a coquettish, charming demeanor and approached, "Qing Lang, you're here!" Ximen Qing was startled upon hearing this and vanished in the blink of an eye as if facing a formidable enemy. "Hmph! Cowards! Is there not a single man here? No one dares to look up at me!" The Nine-tailed Fox pursed her lips, her mood slightly soured.