My Informative Cultivation Life

"I wonder who now possesses the 'Sword'," murmured Yang Ji. "Boss, didn't you divine the future before you came? It was a dangerous yet fortunate prediction! Since it's fortunate, I guess that 'Sword' character must still be here," said Buddha Child. "If it were still here, that would be great," Yang Ji also had the same idea, and divined once more, but still could not determine what the specific danger was, nor what kind of fortune it foretold. Although he had the Wheel of Destiny to assist his divinations, once some events exceeded his abilities, they would become difficult to predict accurately, allowing only a vague forecast of future events. For him to divine an Immortal King with his current ability was absolutely impossible. An Immortal King, an eternal and undying existence, merged with the Great Dao, which is omnipresent in the universe. To divine an Immortal King was akin to divining the 'Heavenly Dao', and would be obstructed by the intangible power of the Dao. In addition, some Supreme Treasures and certain special entities could not be divined. Within the profound and unknowable, they were protected by the cosmos and the earth. Of course, that's not to say these things could not be divined; if one were strong enough, one could divine not just Immortal Kings but even the Supreme Immortal Kings. Dominators could also be divined. But at the level of a Dominator, once one tried to divine them, the Dominator would detect it. If one rashly offended their majesty, the outcome could be dire. Moreover, divination was a prediction of future events, and the future was unpredictable. Until the moment depicted by the Wheel of Destiny arrived, anything could happen. Divination was not omnipotent. Over the years, though the Dao of divination had become more formidable, Yang Ji still dared not rely on it too much, lest he become detached from "the present" and put full faith in predicting the future, which would be a terrifying thing. After all, you live in the moment. Yang Ji released the power of his mind, leading his companions onward. Along the way, he used the "Death Seal" to continuously absorb the deathly aura capable of corrupting even the Laws of a Great Luo Immortal Sage. After drawing in large amounts of the deathly aura, the Death Seal became even darker and more formidable. As they delved deeper, they came across some broken Magical Treasures on the ground. There were pieces from the treasures of both True Immortals and Great Luo Immortal Sages. Some, eroded by the deathly aura, had completely lost their spirituality, their materials decayed. But some materials were quite extraordinary and still retained their treasured quality. "Fellow Daoist, there really are treasures here!" Cheng Pin and his two companions smiled upon seeing those fragments of Magical Treasures. "You can have them all," said Yang Ji, who felt the materials were of little use to him. He generously gave them all to Cheng Pin and his companions. "Thank you, Fellow Daoist!" Cheng Pin and the others were overjoyed. Fragments from the treasures of Great Luo Immortal Sages were worth a fortune to them; by piecing them together, they could forge one or two Magical Treasures of Great Luo Immortal Sage level. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! As they were collecting the Magical Treasure fragments, the sound of cleaving air suddenly approached, and a terrifying Sword Light that pierced through heaven and earth approached, its boundless killing intent turning even the faces of Cheng Pin and his companions, themselves Great Luo Immortal Sages, pale. "What is this?" "That is... Quasi-Immortal King Weapon fragments!" Yang Ji looked up and, with that revelation, couldn't help but feel elated. "Can a fragment of a Quasi-Immortal King Weapon be so formidable?" Cheng Pin and his companions saw the Sword Light coming for them, their faces turning grave, as if a Quasi-Immortal Monarch itself was approaching, they quickly retreated, preparing to use their strongest techniques in response. However, Yang Ji advanced instead of retreating; a slight tremor of his Wings of Time-Space behind him instantly immobilized the space in front of him. The Sword Light was fixed within the void. Now, upon closer inspection, they realized that the Sword Light was actually a section of a sword blade, with Sword Qi soaring sky high, imbuing it with the undying and invincible presence of a Quasi-Immortal Monarch and its terrifying Dao Principles. A Quasi-Immortal Monarch, having begun to merge with the Dao, was extremely formidable. Such a being, even if only a trace of intention or a breath remained, would not vanish. As long as the Dao exists, everything persists. Unless a being of the Immortal King level intervened to erase it, it would never disappear. This section of the sword blade carried the will and Dao Principles of a Quasi-Immortal Monarch, and it was very close to a single blow from a Quasi-Immortal Monarch. Were an ordinary Great Luo Immortal Sage to face this section of the sword blade, their end would be extremely gruesome. But it had encountered Yang Ji. The Wings of Time-Space he bore were a Supreme World-Stabilizing Treasure, mysterious and boundless. Since acquiring the Dao Rune, and forged with Time Stone and Space Stone, the Wings had become a Quasi-Immortal King Weapon. It was not just a section of a sword blade; even if it were a complete and undamaged Quasi-Immortal King Sword, Yang Ji could have contended against it. Even if not victorious, he could still calmly retreat. Now, with the sword blade section immobilized, Yang Ji directly collected it into the Wings of Time-Space and suppressed it. Click, click, click, click! The group continued onwards. In the darkness, only the echo of their own footsteps could be heard. After the previous events, everyone was on high alert, fully prepared for any sudden occurrences. Yang Ji's gaze focused, watching the various pieces of information that emerged ahead, and cautiously progressing forward. Following the Spiral Mountain Path down into the gorge, they had traveled ten thousand li, but still had not reached the valley floor. They only felt it getting colder and darker as they descended. Just then, the group abruptly noticed at the bottom of the valley, ghostly figures in battle formations combatting each other in a fierce and world-shattering manner, yet without a single sound being made. "Is this the lingering will of a Quasi-Immortal Monarch?" Cheng Pin and his companions' pupils shrunk with shock as they watched the scene unfold. "No, these are the remnants of time, the time imprints left by those Quasi-Immortal Monarchs who once fought here," clarified Yang Ji, "Those Quasi-Immortal Monarchs battled here in the past; it looks like we're about to reach the valley floor of the Immortal Meteor Valley." Seeing through everything, Yang Ji calmly passed through the time remnants of the Quasi-Immortal Monarchs, continuing to delve deeper.