My Informative Cultivation Life

"Thank you, Master, I understand!" Huo Yuan bowed deeply, excitedly taking the pill recipe, hands trembling at this moment.

Memories of the past were still vivid; he had achieved the status of a Peak Alchemy Master all those years ago, thanks to obtaining such an improved pill recipe. Now, having acquired such a thick stack of pill recipes, to what heights might it take him?

His quivering heart dared not imagine too much.

Seeing the extremely excited Huo Yuan, Yang Ji smiled but didn't think too much of it.

His perspective at this moment was incomparably higher than Huo Yuan's.

He had come to understand why those recluses, upon encountering young juniors they favored, did not hesitate to give guidance, impart profound cultivation techniques, expound on the principles of the Great Dao—it was perhaps because their own realms were extraordinarily high; to them, the teachings might not hold as much importance.

It truly confirmed that saying, what you consider a treasured cultivation technique in your hands might just be something others can create with a mere thought.

After all, the Thousand-Islands Sea Area was too small; shallow waters did not breed True Dragons, and he, Yang Ji, would eventually leave this place.

But for Huo Yuan, the Thousand-Islands Sea Area was his world.

Yang Ji did not know that the pill recipes he gave would, hundreds of years later, create another Alchemy Grandmaster in the Thousand-Islands Sea Area.

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After chatting with Jin Suanpan and Huo Yuan for a while, Yang Ji leaped up and left the demonic sea area.

His sword wings unfolded at extreme speed; the journey by ship that took a month, now with his swift flight, he returned to the Canglan Sect in merely three days.

Back in the sect, Yang Ji began secluded cultivation.

With the Nine-Transformation Golden Pill, he believed he could reach the Golden Core peak in a few decades.

The days of cultivation were monotonous yet filled with hope.

The process might be arduous, but the vision of becoming immortal always inspired him.

Spring went and winter came, time passed in the blink of an eye.

Before he knew it, twenty years had gone by.

Inadvertently, Yang Ji had reached the ripe old age of eighty-six.

It was on this day that news from Jian Yuanzi reached his ears.

"Disciple, the Sage has called for a meeting, and you are to join us!"

"The Sage has called for a meeting?" Without a second thought, Yang Ji got up; a meeting convened by the Sage surely concerned important matters of the sect.

He pushed open the doors of his secret chamber and flew together with his master Jian Yuanzi towards the Council Hall.

By the time Yang Ji and his master arrived, all of the Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the sect had gathered, and there were also two unfamiliar figures in the hall.

One was an elder who sat upright with a smile of triumph on his face, facing the Supreme Bai Mei and all the Nascent Soul True Monarchs with an exceptionally calm demeanor, his extraordinary nature evident in his commonness.

Next to him sat a young man, his wide forehead and deep-set eyes marked by an air of arrogance, utterly dismissive of others around him, extremely proud.

These two important individuals sat on the left hand of Bai Mei the Supreme, their positions higher than the cohort of Nascent Soul True Monarchs within the sect, clearly indicating their not insignificant status.

Upon sitting down, Yang Ji glanced over and saw that the elder was a Divinity Transformation Supreme, and seeming acquainted with his own supreme, he roughly guessed the man's identity.

As expected, Bai Mei the Supreme's next words confirmed his conjecture.

"This is the Qing Yuan Sage from Changqing Gate, and next to him is Du Guyun, a genius young man rarely seen in a millennium at Changqing Gate!"

Upon hearing this, the Nascent Soul True Monarchs of Canglan Sect all turned their gazes towards the young man.

The young man, with remarkable nerve, did not even furrow his brow under the scrutiny and gazes of the ten Nascent Soul True Monarchs; instead, he subtly raised his prideful chin.

Yang Ji took one look and was slightly surprised to find that he was actually a Spiritual Body, specifically a Water Spirit Body.

Spiritual Bodies were rare in the Thousand-Islands Sea Area, no wonder he carried such arrogance, as he did indeed have something to be proud of.

"Hehe, Du Guyun is my personal disciple. As a Water Spirit Body, he has cultivated to the peak of the Golden Core in just a decade or so, much faster than your esteemed nephew, Chang Xiao," Qing Yuan Sage said with a chuckle.

At these words, the crowd couldn't help but frown slightly; the statement seemed somewhat disparaging.

Yang Ji gave Du Guyun a casual look, noting his arrogance and pride, which were just shy of snobbish; his demeanor was far from the calm and wise Chang Xiao, his senior brother.

Bai Mei the Supreme glanced at the haughty young man and smiled, "Congratulations, brother Qing Yuan, for taking on such an excellent disciple. With such outstanding talent, I wonder how far he has understood the Great Divine Power hand technique, the Nine Tribulations Palm, in your sect?"

The smile on Qing Yuan Sage's face momentarily stiffened, but he replied with a smile, "My disciple is devoted to cultivation; although his time studying the hand technique is still short, within a few years he has managed to comprehend the Fourth Tribulation Palm, showing remarkable insight."

"Oh? In that case, your disciple truly has a gift from heaven. Not only is his aptitude exceptional, but his insight is also superior. Brother Qing Yuan, you have found yourself a good disciple indeed, and Changqing Gate will surely shine brightly in a few hundred years," Bai Mei the Supreme praised, though his head showed, "If his insight is so astonishing, why did you have to furrow your brow?

It seems his talent in understanding is far from matching my Chang Xiao."

Seeing the Supreme secretly satisfied, Yang Ji found it amusing.

"Brother Bai, haven't you often spoken of exchanging Divine Skills? Today, I have brought my disciple with me intending to play the good Samaritan and consummate the exchange; I agree to swap the Technique of Golden Light Traversing the Earth," Qing Yuan Sage said with a smile.

"Oh?" At this, Bai Mei the Supreme suddenly straightened up and looked towards Qing Yuan Sage.

Qing Yuan Sage smiled and said, "Let's stick to the conditions we discussed last time. Brother Bai, please take out all your Divine Skills, for I have brought the Technique of Golden Light Traversing the Earth with me."

Bai Mei the Supreme hesitated, tapping the tabletop lightly as he looked at Du Guyun and Qing Yuan Sage. Seeing the tables turn, his head inevitably showed "sneer" and "Do you really think I'm that naive?"

Yang Ji saw the messages hovering over Bai Mei the Supreme's head and thought he would reverse the conditions, but he was still too kind-hearted, truly unable to harbor malicious intent, and said, "Let's make a one-for-one exchange, one Great Divine Power for another."

Qing Yuan Sage pretended to hesitate, with "ecstasy" and "This Bai Mei is really foolish, not knowing to drive a hard bargain, hehe" emerging above his head, then he reluctantly nodded, "Alright, I will make a concession, one exchange for one."

"Haha, Xiao Ji, the Technique of Golden Light has arrived; your Invincible Taoist Outfit can finally be complete," Bai Mei the Supreme immediately winked at Yang Ji and joyfully transmitted his voice.

Yang Ji knew the Supreme meant well, fearing Qing Yuan Sage might renege, and immediately agreed.

But upon seeing Qing Yuan Sage's shamelessness, he couldn't stand it anymore and transmitted, "Supreme, don't trade with him!"

(Tomorrow, I'll go to Dao Sect.)

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