My Informative Cultivation Life

"What a bargain, Master!"

"Old Ghost Luo!"

"If you've got the guts, come out and fight one-on-one!"

Yang Ji was no longer afraid and directly issued his challenge through gritted teeth.

"It's not the boss... do you really believe the one who gave dreams to the Dominators of Celestial Court is your bargain Master?" Buddha Child hesitantly said.

"In the past, I would have found it absurd, but after encountering the Prophetic Fish, and now this, I have a strong feeling deep inside that confirms my so-called bargain Master, Luo Xiong, is the major variable," Yang Ji said with a steel-cold expression.

"..." Buddha Child.

"Dominator, that's a supreme being who has suppressed all kinds of Great Dao and created the terrifying Sealing Technique. Who could send them dreams without a trace? Such an enigmatic tactic eludes even the Dominator's detection, how is this possible?" Rotten Wooden Box spoke with a grave voice, finding it hard to believe.

Rotten Wooden Box had some difficulty believing it.

"Yes, even such a person as the Wuji Immortal King has not perceived anything on our boss, so who could hide so deeply? To evade the calculations of both the Heavenly Demon and the Celestial Court?" Immortal Elder said in a deep voice.

"Could it be the legendary Ancestor of Origin?" Buddha Child suddenly said.

"My Master, Ancestral Fiend, once said that the Origin was just a segment of 'time'; the beings born in that era indeed had innate advantages, perhaps enjoying all the best resources, but the Great Dao has an end. Over endless years, the later beings will inevitably take that difficult step and stand at the same height as the Ancestor of Origin. Those Dominators of Celestial Court are supreme beings that bound heaven and earth, and they might not be inferior to the Ancestor of Origin," Rotten Wooden Box said gravely.

"That's true, just like our boss, who has reached the level of Unparalleled Golden Immortal in tens of thousands of years, and might become an Immortal King in millions of years, standing at the same level as those ancient and archaic monsters, perhaps even surpassing them. A being's talent does not necessarily improve with an earlier birth. If later beings truly have stunning genius, they might start later but surpass the Ancestor of Origin. As the saying goes, 'The student outshines the master,' it makes sense. I seem to have heard someone say, 'No need to revive the ancestors, I will surpass them one day,' and this is the same principle," Buddha Child said lightly.

"You've been talking for so long, but what exactly are you trying to say?" Yang Ji frowned and asked.

"The Dominators are supreme, who could possibly give them dreams without a whisper? It simply can't be done, not even the Ancestor of Origin could do it, perhaps. I just wanted to say, maybe the one who sent the dreams doesn't exist at all, and the talk of dreams might be the Heavenly Demon and Celestial Court secretly plotting something," Rotten Wooden Box, being a Giant Immortal King, said insightfully and with gravity.

"A secret plot? No, no, no..." Yang Ji shook his head.

"So you believe it's true?" Rotten Wooden Box still adopted a skeptical stance.

"I believe it is true!" Yang Ji said firmly, "We haven't reached the levels of the Dominator, and we don't know what mysterious methods they have, but it doesn't matter. My bargain Master, I'll assume you exist. Since you've staged this act, if there's no Yang Ji in the world, only Luo Xiong remains, I'll transform into you, control all the affairs under heaven, and let you bear the endless karma. Enveloped in the karmic flames, there will come a day when it ignites."

Yang Ji looked up, his lips suddenly curling into a smile, "Then I will borrow the name of great terror, act the deeds of great terror, and let you, my bargain Master, take on all the karma."

He clenched the Commander's Seal and said, "Let's go, to Gengzhou!"

"Instead of worrying and speculating, we might as well face the terror directly, enhance our strength, and then we can unravel all the unknowns," Immortal Elder said.

"That's also good," Rotten Wooden Box agreed.

Yang Ji set off at once, departing from the Great Luo Heavenly Secret Realm.

Inside the Celestial Court, auspicious clouds surrounded, palaces stacked upon one another, countless plazas and pavilions floating in the air, extending infinitely far, scattered across different Dimensional Spaces.

In there lay countless mysterious items, many profound mysteries, and many powerful Immortals.

As Yang Ji made his way, he felt many powerful presences within those halls—Golden Immortals, Daluo Golden Immortals, Quasi-Imperial Monarchs, even Immortal Kings, one after another.

Countless veins of Immortal Qi interwove like great dragons, swallowing and exhaling pure Immortal Qi; the sight was truly breathtaking. No force on Earth could compare with the Celestial Court.

Passing through the Endless Palace, through barriers and seals, Yang Ji carrying the "Sequence" order came before a super Teleportation Array.

This Teleportation Array was like a black hole, terrifyingly vast, similar to how people on Earth might face a galaxy in outer space. Only such a fearsome Teleportation Array could send someone from the Celestial Court to the infinitely distant — Gengzhou, a place a True Immortal could not reach even if they flew for their entire life.

Yang Ji took a few looks and turned into a streak of light as he flew into it.

After a dizzying spin through the heavens and earth, he reappeared in an unfamiliar Immortal domain.

Ahead was an ancient city reaching into the clouds, majestic and massive with an imposing aura. The city walls were so broad one could not see the end, akin to how mortals view the vastness of the starry sky. A profound, ancient breath rushed toward him.

"This is Gengzhou," Yang Ji glanced, just having been pushed out of the teleportation passage by a vast force. The space in front of him rippled, and immediately after, two giants took heavy steps and strided toward him.

"I assume you are the newly appointed commander, we are the Giant Spirit Gods of Gengzhou, especially here to escort Commander Luo Xiong." The approaching Giant Spirit Gods, all at the level of Golden Immortals, now knelt respectfully, gesturing for Yang Ji to walk along their arms onto their shoulders.

It must have been that the Celestial Court had informed them in advance, Yang Ji didn't think much about it and flew onto their shoulders.

"Commander, please be seated," the Giant Spirit Gods stood with a rumble, their movements shaking the air like Immortal Mountains, and with a single step, they strode forward. They traveled at extreme speeds, having cultivated the "Great Immortal Technique" that shrinks miles to mere inches, covering billions of miles within a single step.

The landscapes of Gengzhou below became a blur, with various pavilions and buildings flashing by, a fleeting glimpse that revealed neither the full view nor the true appearance.

As the Giant Spirit Gods ran, Yang Ji could only marvel at the vastness of Gengzhou.

Before his ascension, he thought it was a joke when he heard from the Ragged Wooden Box that each major region in the Immortal Realm was larger than the combined Three Thousand Great Realms of the Lower Realm.

Now within Gengzhou, he realized it was no empty talk.

The Immortal Realm was truly vast, with the Celestial Court alone controlling a hundred thousand major regions so immense that it was terrifying, not to mention the colossal territories beyond the Celestial Court.

The immensity was beyond comprehension, like Earth looking out into the universe, with no known end.

Rumor had it that even Immortal Kings didn't know the full extent of the Immortal Realm, and Yang Ji eventually believed it.

In the midst of his reverie, Yang Ji casually asked, "By the way, what happened to your previous commander?"

"Dead, crushed to death by a master from the Dark Realm," the Giant Spirit God said honestly.

"..." Yang Ji quickly asked, "What was his strength?"

"A Great Luo Immortal Sage!"

"..." Raising his eyebrows, Yang Ji asked, "Why would the Dark Realm attack the Celestial Court? The Celestial Court is powerful, don't they know that?"

"I can answer that question for him. It's precisely because the Celestial Court is so powerful, occupying the best hundred thousand regions of the Immortal Realm, that others are compelled to attack it," the Ragged Wooden Box said.

"Oh? Why is that?" asked Yang Ji.

"Inside the Celestial Court, these regions are known as 'the lands of fatness' and 'the Celestial States of Plenty'. Beyond the Celestial Court, they are called 'the barbaric lands' and 'the barren lands'. The areas outside the Celestial Court are filled with all sorts of natural dangers, such as 'Great Dao tides', 'Fatal Death Energy', 'spatial collapses', 'temporal chaos', and so on," explained the Ragged Wooden Box. Your journey continues at My Virtual Library Empire

"Why are the areas outside the Celestial Court so dangerous?" Yang Ji didn't understand.

"You must have heard the saying 'even Immortal Kings cannot reach the ends of the Immortal Realm.' It's because the entire Immortal Realm is still infinitely expanding and growing. The hundred thousand regions controlled by the Celestial Court are already completely stable and formed, while the places beyond are still unstable and undergoing geographic changes. Immortal Mountains rise, the earth splits, the sky tears, the Great Dao becomes chaotic, and dangers constantly unfold. Some perils, even if encountered by Immortal Kings, could be fatal, necessitating retreat to the Great Dao for healing. The natural formations of the Lower Realm, like the 'Sealing Technique', are comparable to these perils. If a Golden Immortal enters one, they have no chance of survival. In the Immortal Realm, there are many such 'Dao dangers', and even Immortal Kings who venture to the edges of the Immortal Realm's expansion must be prepared to die at least once. It is because of the dangers outside that major powers attack the Celestial Court, and such wars have never ceased," the Ragged Wooden Box said.

"I see," Yang Ji nodded, starting to understand.

He also sensed the domineering character of the Celestial Court, occupying the best territories where one could cultivate in peace. No wonder inside was a picture of harmony, while outside was a world of profound struggles.

"Commander, we will take you to meet the Lord of Gengzhou first," the Giant Spirit God said.

"Hmm, that's fine. Who is the Lord of Gengzhou?" Yang Ji asked.

"Zhuan Lun, sir," replied the Giant Spirit God.

"What? Zhuan Lun the Immortal Sage?" Yang Ji was taken aback, his expression changing.

"Oh, that was his previous title. Now, sir, he has become the Zhuan Lun Quasi-Imperial Monarch," the Giant Spirit God said with a simple smile.

"..." Upon hearing this, Yang Ji's complexion turned green, and he immediately jumped off the shoulder, ready to flee at once.

"Humph! You've already come this far, won't you come in for a cup of tea?" A cold snort from the sky descended "with a thunderous force," and Yang Ji felt as if his eardrums were bursting.

Immediately afterward, a giant hand reached down, capturing him mid-air with a grasp, the great might of Heaven and Earth frantically congregating in the palm, terrifying forces whirling into a tangible vortex that seized Yang Ji in its grip.

The Quasi-Imperial Monarch's strength was terrifying to the extreme, rendering escape impossible. Yang Ji's face turned dark as he inwardly sighed that it was all over.

Truly, misfortune never comes alone!

(Thank you to Handi for the reward.)