My Informative Cultivation Life

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"Having robbed several Immortal Kings in a row, this time you've really hit the jackpot. I'm a witness, so I should get a share of the spoils."

In Yang Ji's Inner World, Hua Xianzi joked.

"You want a share too?" Yang Ji laughed, quite generously, and said, "Tell me, what caught your eye?"

"You're really going to give me something?" Hua Xianzi was delighted. A flash of Immortal Light, and she flew out from the Inner World.

"To tell the truth, even though I've become an Immortal King, I find myself without a handy Magical Treasure. I'm quite fond of that 'Wuji Dao Bell'." Hua Xianzi said playfully.

"Alright, it's yours!" Yang Ji smiled and, without hesitation, tossed the Dao Bell to her.

Hua Xianzi, holding the ancient bronze Dao Bell in her hands, was suddenly stunned. "No way, you really gave it to me?"

"If you don't want it, give it back!" Yang Ji reached out to take it, but Hua Xianzi slapped his hand away. Then, with a flash of Immortal Light in her hand, the Wuji Dao Bell was swiftly tucked into her sleeve.

"Giggle! You're such a killjoy, taking back what you've given? That would certainly be unbecoming of a Giant Immortal King like yourself." Hua Xianzi laughed until she shook like a flower in the wind, clearly in high spirits.

Her laughter suddenly stopped, and she flashed in front of Yang Ji in an instant, propping up his chin with one hand, and asked with mock seriousness, "Spill it! What are you up to? Why are you giving me such a precious treasure? Don't tell me you have some inappropriate designs on me? I'm not someone you can fool with just one or two Magical Treasures."

"If one or two aren't enough, how about ten or twenty? There's no price that can't be negotiated, only money that can't be paid." Yang Ji's lips curled in a suggestive arc as he wrapped one arm around Hua Xianzi's slender waist, his hands wandering up and down as if toying with a plaything.

"You have the look of a womanizer, which I don't like at all." Hua Xianzi frowned prettily, put up a token resistance, and then reached out both hands to grab his cheeks. She twisted his head up, down, left, and right, as though checking if he was really trustworthy.

"If you keep shaking me I'm going to get dizzy." Yang Ji, while kneading her body, laughed and said, "I have something serious to tell you, want to hear it?"

"Let's hear it, see what kind of serious talk can come from someone as unserious as you." Hua Xianzi's soft white fingers tapped lightly on Yang Ji's cheeks.

"At the Mysterious Mother's birthday banquet, Pan Peaches will be distributed to various Immortal Kings. Before the distribution, the Mysterious Mother will entrust her subordinates with the Pan Peaches. I plan to sneak in and take all the Pan Peaches away in advance." Between smiles, Yang Ji revealed a plan that shocked Hua Xianzi. Of course, all of this he had learned from the Rail Wooden Box, which had attended a Pan Peach conference before and knew some of the rules and details.

"Absolutely not! Do you have any idea who the Mysterious Mother is? She's one of the top Supreme Immortal Kings, with two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Immortal King Dao Fruits condensed, a terrifying force to be reckoned with. More importantly, it's rumored her Dao Companion is one of the top ten Dominators of the Celestial Court. If you steal her Pan Peaches and she finds out, there will be no place for you in heaven or earth." Hua Xianzi looked deeply at Yang Ji, her tone serious and warning.

"If I disguise myself as someone else, even the Dominators will have a hard time divining my location. How could they find me?" Yang Ji laughed, explaining to Hua Xianzi. He had this idea to take advantage of the Mysterious Mother's birthday banquet to shift all the karma onto Luo Xiong. Whether or not his master was dead or alive, Yang Ji was determined to strike at the void, allowing the force of karma to envelop him.

"You, you have such great ability?" Hua Xianzi looked at Yang Ji with disbelief.

"Not long ago, I injured one of the Mysterious Mother's sons, who has been forced to retreat into the Great Dao to recover. So much time has passed, and the Mysterious Mother has yet to seek revenge." Yang Ji said with a smile.

"What? You even dared to hit the Mysterious Mother's son?" Hua Xianzi was greatly surprised as she pinched Yang Ji's face and looked carefully, "But it makes sense since you have the nerve to covet the Mysterious Mother's Pan Peaches, what else would you not dare to do?"

"I'm taking the Pan Peaches for you!" Yang Ji said with a feigned laugh.

"I don't believe for a second you're that kind-hearted!" Hua Xianzi retorted, pressing her finger against his forehead, "Seriously though, do you really plan on doing this? This is a huge deal, even more shocking than other forces attacking the Celestial Court."

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She furrowed her delicate brows, worried for Yang Ji.

"Indeed, it's a matter of great import, which is why I'm telling you. Do you plan to return to the Mystical Palace, or will you continue to follow me?" Yang Ji asked her seriously.

"I've already merged my Primordial Spirit into one. The Mysterious Mother is unaware of this, so I could continue to stay in the Mystical Palace under the identity of the Mystic Maiden. However, the place brings up too many emotions, and I truly don't wish to stay there any longer. I will go with you," Hua Xianzi said with a complex expression.

"Since you've made up your mind, then stay by my side from now on." Yang Ji embraced Hua Xianzi and flew into the clouds, casting a Barrier to conceal themselves.

The Queen Mother's birthday banquet was just a few days away.

Inside the Time Tower, he planned to take this opportunity to further understand and deduce the laws of prediction.

He had now obtained another fragment of the Wheel of Destiny, making a total of ten fragments he possessed.

Together, whether for prediction or for concealing his own destiny, both abilities would see a significant enhancement, becoming his greatest assurance for safety during the Queen Mother's birthday banquet.

Days passed by in the outside world.

Inside the Time Tower, time also flowed leisurely on.

Yang Ji wholeheartedly studied the fragments of the Wheel of Destiny, using them for various predictions, and his abilities improved further, as expected.

He even sensed two mysterious forces of prediction trying to divine everything about him—these were none other than "Tian Jizi" and the master of the Huayuan Sect Elders, "Demi Immortal."

This discovery made Yang Ji's eyebrows furrow in surprise.

With a spin of the Wheel of Destiny in his hand, he crushed all surrounding auras, completely severing all predictions.

The two individuals in an unknown space-time were startled when their predictions were blocked.

"Not only did he detect my prediction, but he also suppressed my ability from across the vastness of space-time! Before, I could still vaguely predict his silhouette, but now I can't predict anything at all. Who exactly is he?" The shock in Tian Jizi's heart was immense; he held the number one predictive Supreme Treasure—the Destiny Compass—in his hand, but it was forcibly suppressed, rendering him unable to divine anything.

"How is this possible? My prediction cannot be imposed upon him; he has completely shielded himself from my divinations." In the mysterious space-time, Demi Immortal with half a mask was just as shocked as Tian Jizi, and even his hands trembled, unsure whether from fear or excitement.

"I can understand Tian Jizi possessing the Destiny Compass, but who exactly is this Demi Immortal who can also vaguely divine my existence!" Yang Ji frowned, and though he made many predictions, he found he could only divine Demi Immortal's appearance, while all information regarding his origins remained elusive.

Clearly, the ten fragments of the Wheel of Destiny in his hands were not enough to allow him deeper predictions.

Yang Ji furrowed his brow and decided to let it be.

In a blink of an eye, he began to predict the outcome of the upcoming Queen Mother's birthday banquet.