My Informative Cultivation Life

"Good!" At this moment, the fifteen Mahayana Cultivators of the Floating Luo Sea had reached a silent consensus.

Yang Ji's expression also became serious as he said, "I am a person who never likes to beat around the bush. I speak directly. The cordiality I have shown towards you indeed stems from recognizing your strength. If you can be of use to me, I certainly will not harm you maliciously."

"After all, cultivation is not easy. Everyone has gone through thousands of years of arduous cultivation, reaching the realms of Nascent Soul and Mahayana, with the path to becoming an Immortal clear before you, and even hoping to ascend. If you were to perish, and your Dao dissolve, how regrettable that would be!"

"Take you, for example, a man of upright spirit and clear thoughts, becoming a Tribulation Immortal should be well within your grasp. If you were to die, wouldn't all your cultivation have been in vain?" Yang Ji looked at the Supreme Elder of the Haoran Sect and shook his head.

"And you, the Supreme Elder of the Tailin Sect, so young and yet already at the level of Mahayana, with exceptional talent unusual among your peers, truly holding hope of becoming an Immortal. It would be the greatest pity if you died." Yang Ji said, looking toward the imposing middle-aged man.

"Are you threatening me?" The imposing middle-aged man's gaze flashed as he spoke sternly.

"If you can discern the situation, then you understand my meaning. I wield the Dao Talisman; with one thought, I can end your lives. There's no need for threats."

As Yang Ji spoke, he stepped up to the King's Throne, his eyes revealing a sharp murderous intent, "If everyone helps me, working together in harmony, then we will all live in peace. But if anyone dares to entertain crooked thoughts, then don't blame me for being unkind and ruthless!" Continue your journey on empire

"I will not enslave you nor require you to toil excessively. You all have achieved success in your cultivation. I will instead give you unlimited respect, not restrict your practice, nor curtail your actions, granting you the utmost freedom."

"But there's one thing—I expect no refusal when I need your assistance!"

"Besides, I'm not discussing with you; I am informing you."

"I've said what I needed to. Who opposes me?"

Yang Ji's cold gaze swept over them as the Primordial Spirits of the Mahayana Cultivators quietly activated, powerful thoughts swirling within the hall, emanating an imposing aura.

The leaders of the Floating Luo Sea looked at each other, their expressions slightly solemn, and all remained silent.

"Very well!" Seeing this, Yang Ji smiled, "You shouldn't feel wronged. Following me, your prospects will be boundless and you will advance farther than you are now."

"If you sincerely and loyally serve me, I promise you positions as Tribulation Immortals, and even becoming a True Immortal is not impossible."

"Trust me."

Yang Ji smiled confidently; the last three words, laced with his powerful will, struck a chord with everyone, making them all jolt inside.

He wasn't merely boasting; he possessed the Taichu Divine Tree, which could weaken the Heavenly Tribulation and greatly increase the success rate of those facing it.

If they truly pledged loyalty to him, granting them some benefits later on was not out of the question.

Now that he held the Life-Death Talisman, Yang Ji would never hand it over. Subconsciously, everyone began to see themselves as his subordinates.

This was immense power that he naturally did not wish to release, wanting to firmly hold it in his grasp.

"Positions as Tribulation Immortals? A chance to become True Immortals?" The group exchanged glances, their eyes flickered, revealing thoughtful expressions.

If Yang Ji had made such a claim earlier, they might have scoffed at him for not knowing the immensity of the heavens and the earth. But having pierced their thoughts, they couldn't help but seriously consider his words.

"The kid's assurances seem so adamant; does he really have a way to lead us to Tribulation Immortal positions and ascend to True Immortality?" The Supreme Elder of the Tianlang Sect looked at Yang Ji, skeptically communicating through a thought transmission.

"Hmph! Positions as True Immortals! Dare he even make such a claim, as if he's an Immortal King himself. What? Old Lin, from the sound of it, you don't actually believe him, do you?" The elder from the Tyrant Blade Sect scoffed, though still secretly narrowing his eyes at Yang Ji, trying to glean something.

"What to do now? Are we really going to let him boss us around?" The Supreme Elder of the Yuhua Sect communicated in a deep tone.

"What else can we do? This youngster has a wicked streak, as though he can know our every move. For now, let's just wait and see," transmitted the Supreme Elder of the Giant Sword Sect.

"Speaking bluntly is better than the shadowy dealings of other Heavenly Demons. Let's not break off relations just yet and observe his actions. After all, a lifetime of cultivation shouldn't be wasted in a moment of obstinacy," sighed the Supreme Elder of the Haoran Sect.

"Fine, then we shall play along with the tiger!" nodded the Supreme Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect.

Yang Ji looked at the information displayed above the heads of the people below, gaining some understanding of their personalities and thoughts.

Being new here, he couldn't resort to excessive measures; like boiling a frog in warm water, he needed to proceed slowly.

If he were to act violently all at once and forcefully subjugate everyone, it would likely backfire.

That would be a loss for him.

Using both kindness and authority, interchanging persuasion and bribery, winning over those he could win over, and offering benefits. Once he managed to break through their strong lines of resistance, the rest would be much easier.

Once he had dealt with the fifteen Mahayana Cultivators, the rest of the Nascent Soul Cultivators would naturally submit obediently.

Yang Ji's thoughts shifted as he said, "Today's meeting was for no other reason than to meet all of you. Now that we have met, you may all go back, so no one can claim that I am detaining you."

"Just like that?" The group looked at each other, somewhat incredulous.

"What? You don't want to leave? Then stay and become my subordinates!" Yang Ji said coldly.

"Farewell!" The group stood up quickly, bowed perfunctorily, and immediately turned to leave.

Yang Ji glanced at the Supreme Elder of the Tianlang Sect and suddenly transmitted his voice, "Elder, please wait, I have something to tell you."