My Informative Cultivation Life

"You all get benefits, but not me, too bullying for a Buddha Child," lamented the Buddha Child with a belly full of grievance.

"Opportunities like this can't be forced; you shouldn't feel envious," said Yang Ji with a smile as he glanced at him.

"Actually, opportunities are tied to causality. Some causal connections can be beneficial, while others might be more than you can handle and bring about fatal disasters," chuckled the Infernal Demon Lord.

At these words, the Buddha Child shivered and quickly shut his mouth.

He certainly didn't take it lightly, coming from a Red Dust Immortal.

Now that the Infernal Demon Lord had been eradicated, the Death Mist outside had also disappeared, leaving only a piece of broken land floating in the air.

With a single wave of his hand, the Infernal Demon Lord sprinkled endless Immortal Light that enveloped the earth, and the shattered world beneath his feet quickly shrank until it turned into a stream of Immortal Light and entered his lower abdomen.

"Young friend, now you can release them," said the Infernal Demon Lord to Yang Ji.

"Alright," Yang Ji understood and opened the Mount Sea World. The Da Xianshi and the five Nascent Soul Cultivators immediately turned into beams of light and flew out.

As soon as everyone came out, they sensed the breath of a different world.

A Nascent Soul elder looked around and saw that beneath his feet was no longer the familiar land, but an boundless ocean, with surging waves.

Above their heads was no longer the grey haze, but a clear and bright blue sky.

The rising sun to the east brought a warm breeze that caressed their faces, a completely changed heaven and earth.

Being who they were, Fushion Technique experts, they quickly came to their senses after a moment of shock and realized they had come out—this was the outside world.

A look of unspoken excitement passed between them.

It was at this moment they heard the trembling voice of the Da Xianshi beside them, "Ma... Master? Is it you?"

"It's me, you've worked hard these years," said the Infernal Demon Lord with a smile.

"Master, what's going on?" Da Xianshi looked around, also aware of a change in their location, and asked with both excitement and astonishment, "Master, what about that Heavenly Demon?"

"Master?" Upon hearing this, the five Nascent Soul Cultivators turned their gaze, seeing a black-robed elder they had never met. However, the aura he exuded was extremely familiar to them.

Their hearts trembled slightly, and piecing together the words of Da Xianshi, they instantly guessed the identity of this person. They immediately moved forward a step and bowed respectfully, "We pay our respects to the Infernal Demon Lord."

"You needn't be so formal. I thank you for defending against the surging blood energy from the outside world for me all these years; otherwise, it would have been difficult for me to completely eradicate the Infernal Demon Lord," said the Infernal Demon Lord with a small smile, and with a gesture, a gentle force lifted the five of them up.

"Master, you've eradicated the Infernal Demon Lord?" Da Xianshi asked, surprised and delighted.

The Infernal Demon Lord smiled enigmatically, "Yes, I have completely eradicated the Infernal Demon Lord."

"Struck by the Pure Yang Purple Lightning for so many years, even with the Demon Blade to protect his body, his vital energy was greatly damaged."

"I intentionally divided my attention and conversed with you, revealing flaws, showing him weakness."

"The Infernal Demon Lord thought he had caught the opportunity and even burned his Origin in a vain attempt to break out of the Formation and leak his presence, hoping to attract his kin."

"Unfortunately, he miscalculated. Everything was under my control."

"He was already weak; after burning his Origin, he became even weaker. I seized the opportunity and completely eradicated him," said the Infernal Demon Lord. As he finished, he smiled faintly, and also let out a long sigh.

Such were the words that even a Red Dust Immortal seemed to regard with awe. Anyone could sense the breathtaking danger and the brinkmanship involved, where a single misstep could lead to irreversible doom.

But... at their level of Cultivation, having experienced so much, they wouldn't blindly believe the words of one person, even if... he was a Red Dust Immortal.

Their gazes swept over Yang Ji in an almost imperceptible manner, and quietly, they all showed an expression that suggested they were deep in thought.

After this youth arrived, Mu Yuan, the Great Sage, wiped out his opponent. Was there a significant connection between the two events?

However, they were all intelligent people who knew that this was not something they could delve into. The cause and consequence were too great, the implications too extensive, and they could not bear it.

The idea of pursuing the matter further was extinguished by themselves, yet their gaze towards Yang Ji remained peculiar, as if there was an intention to establish a cordial relation.

All five of them were quite experienced, and their thoughts flashed momentarily before immediately flattering, "Congratulations to the senior for successfully vanquishing the demon and resolving the millennia-old cause and effect."

Mu Yuan, the Great Sage, passed his gaze over the five, and nodded slightly with a smile.

By declaring the death of the Infernal Demon Lord in front of them, he had confirmed their contributions, thus aligning them on the same side.

It was as if to say, everyone has a share in slaying the demon, and when dealing with outsiders, one must speak and act with caution, understanding what should and should not be said.

Of course, if it had been in the past, with the Infernal Demon Lord still alive, he would have feared these people colluding with the Outer Realm Demons.

Now that the Infernal Demon Lord was dead, leaving behind no followers, he was a solitary figure without any further constraints or concerns.

As a Red Dust Immortal, he commanded unrivaled power in the Myriad Realms.

The Outer Realm Demons would ultimately face the ultimate revenge from a Red Dust Immortal.

Such was the way of karma and the cycle of cause and effect.

The crowd's understanding was clear, and being from the same Human Race, they had already begun to make a preliminary decision since aiding Mu Yuan, the Great Sage.

Now that Mu Yuan, the Great Sage had escaped his predicament, they too breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was Mu Yuan, the Great Sage who had won, otherwise the consequences would have been unpredictable.

At this moment, the person standing before them was a Red Dust Immortal, a powerful being beyond their usual reach.

This individual was even more mysterious and powerful than a Nine Tribulations Immortal, and an opportunity to forge a closer relationship was something they absolutely could not miss.

Thereupon, a worldly Nascent Soul elder respectfully smiled and said, "Senior, today is a great day as the demon has been removed and you have freed yourself. We have all been stifled for a thousand years, why not find a tavern, have a good drink, and relax a bit?"

Mu Yuan, the Great Sage knew well what they were thinking, and with a sense of gratitude, he nodded and said with a smile, "Good, let's drink to our heart's content."

"I am familiar with this sea region. It should be the Luoxia Sea Region. I know of a fine tavern there. Senior, young friend, let's go," that Nascent Soul elder said with a special smile, taking care of Yang Ji.

Yang Ji smiled, nodded, and rose into the sky with them, flying towards the direction of the rising sun.

In flight, they conversed and learned that the old man with silver-white eyes was called Ming Hai, an elder of the Canghai Sect.

The Canghai Sect was a powerful sect in the Canghai, ranking just after the Ten Great Dao Sects and the Ten Great Demon Sects, belonging to the second tier.

The old man in Daoist robes, looking like the epitome of Daoist grace, was called Xuanling Daoist, from the Zangxian Daoist Sanctuary, one of the Ten Great Dao Sects.

The middle-aged man dressed like a scholar was called Feng Ran, from the Wan Jian Sect, which was also a powerful sect just behind the Ten Great Dao Sects and Ten Great Demon Sects.

As for the old cultivator with a withered complexion and white hair at his temples, he was called Hong Bo, surprisingly an independent cultivator.

Yang Ji took another look at him, realizing that it was difficult for independent cultivators to reach the Nascent Soul Realm; this elder must have obtained some legacy or else such good fortune would be hard to come by.

The last elder, dressed in white robes and white eyebrows, was called Gao Shi; he was from the Chunyang Dao Sect, one of the Ten Great Dao Sects.

After a brief conversation, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion; all coming from different sects, they had become acquainted due to the Death Mist, a truly fateful encounter.

"By the way, we do not yet know the young friend's name," Hong Bo said with a smile.

"I am called Yang Ji, from the Wuji Dao Sect," Yang Ji replied with a slight smile.

"So you are a disciple of the Dao Sect, no wonder you possess an extraordinary demeanor," Hong Bo praised with a nod.

"Senior flatters me," Yang Ji said with a smile.

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