My Informative Cultivation Life

"Increase by thirty percent?" Li Changxiao's expression became solemn, and he became more serious as he said, "Without becoming a True Disciple, everything is like passing clouds—unable to receive the Sect's full support, without access to profound cultivation techniques and immortal techniques."

"Since the divine skills from Junior Brother can increase my chances by thirty percent, then I cannot afford to waste this time. I shall return to a cultivation retreat immediately to comprehend their mysteries and fully understand them as soon as possible."

"If my strength increases even by a fraction, the chances of passing the third assessment should also increase," Li Changxiao said.

"Very well, Senior Brother, you go and commence your retreat," Yang Ji nodded and said.

"Junior Brother, if there's anything, you can leave a message for me through the Myriad Treasures Mirror; I will check it once every three years," Li Changxiao said as he slowly rose to his feet.

"Alright, Senior Brother," Yang Ji also slowly stood up. The two brothers did not exchange pleasantries for long and left the great hall.

Only after seeing Li Changxiao off did Yang Ji take out two Jade Slips, and with a faint smile, he too entered the great hall.

The last four moves of the Gui Cang Sword Technique had arrived just in time. He had planned to receive them after passing the second assessment, but his generous Senior Brother had delivered them early.

Such acts of imparting techniques were not forbidden by the Sect.

The path of cultivation values connections and relationships, fate and causality.

If someone gifts you a divine skill, it's a testament to your ability and good fortune.

The Sect does not forbid such practices. In fact, if you use the Sect's cultivation techniques and divine skills to go outside, establish your own Sect, and spread teachings, the Sect will not hold you accountable.

If you manage to teach good disciples and send them to the Dao Sect, there will even be rewards.

The broad-mindedness of the Dao Sect implies a sense that "under the heavens, all is the Emperor's soil; at the shores of the land, all are the Emperor's subjects."

The expansion of a vast lineage, with numerous followers coming to pay homage, signifies great vigor and strong destiny.

The Dao Sect would not do anything to strangle such fortune.

Of course, these divine skills are not the core ones.

If they were essential Sect teachings or techniques, then they could not be so readily obtained and taught; there would be restrictions.

This is an unspoken rule among all the major Sects.

If one teaches the Sect's immortal techniques without permission, or secretly learns them, they will be punished.

Such matters that touch upon the foundation of the Sect will surely involve the intervention of a Tribulation Immortal. When that time comes, there will be storms, thunder, and lightning.

The Gui Cang Sword Technique, though mighty, is not core and can be freely taught.

In addition, the arrival of the Primordial Spirit Class offensive divine skill also delighted Yang Ji. He had cultivated the Humanoid Weapon, making his Primordial Spirit far stronger than his peers.

If he mastered this skill, it would truly be like a tiger growing sharp fangs, its edge fully revealed.

Inside the Mountain Sea Pearl.

Yang Ji did not hesitate and immediately took out the Jade Slip containing the Gui Cang Sword Technique.

He delved into it with his Divine Sense, pondering the mysteries of the last four moves of the sword technique.

Three days later.

He had roughly grasped the fundamental essence of these four sword moves.

The Dao of the Kan Sword—"Kan" symbolizes the water of the world; the sword moves flow like rivers and seas, like lakes and waterfalls. This sword technique embodies the profound truth of "the weak overcoming the strong, the soft overpowering the hard."

The Dao of Gen Sword—"Gen" means mountains; robust and extraordinary, majestic and imposing, the Gen Sword move often pairs with the Dao of the Kui Sword, frequently unleashing terrifying power.

The Dao of Kun Sword—"Kun" represents the Earth; thus, the Kun Sword move is deep and substantial, a highly formidable technique for defense and suppression.

The Dao of Qian Sword, this sword move is intricately complex and stands at the forefront of the Eight Swords of Gui Cang.

"Qian" signifies heaven; the sword moves lofty and sublime, like the eternal firmament, ethereal and boundless.

The Dao of Qian Sword encompasses celestial phenomena; each of the nine major sword energies contains nine medium sword energies, with each medium sword energy again comprising nine minor sword energies, interlocking in endless succession, transferring energy in eight directions, reaching up to the infinite heavens, spanning the vastness of all time.

These four sword moves, along with the Shocking Sword Dao, Dao of Xun Sword, Dao of Li Sword, and Dao of Kui Sword, can be merged into one, named the Gui Cang Sword.

Once this sword is unleashed, the eight sorts of sword energies converge and evolve, transforming into myriad forms, with boundless power.

After becoming familiar with the essence of these four sword moves, Yang Ji put aside the first Jade Slip and his Divine Sense probed into the second Jade Slip.

A surge of profound mysteries flooded in, and the name of the technique appeared in the form of runes—Yin Yang Separation at Dawn.

Five days later, Yang Ji roughly understood the basic essence of this technique.

This technique was enormously powerful, mysterious and unpredictable, killing invisibly, its open eyes determining life and death.

The creative inspiration for this technique came from the special scene when the sun set and the new moon rose, shining together in the Heavenly Domain.

This technique is a method for cultivating the Primordial Spirit, subtly aligning with the Yin Yang principle, with a Yang chapter and a Yin chapter, capable of cultivating the Yin Yang Energies.

It's not necessary to split the Primordial Spirit to cultivate it; the Yin Yang Energies developed can be segregated within the sea of consciousness—one Yin and one Yang, seemingly incompatible like water and fire, yet evolving endless marvels from both ends.

These two energies can form a Yin Yang Flying Sword; once deployed, it specializes in killing the soul.

Though it's a method for the Primordial Spirit, it bears some resemblance to the Sword Control Technique. The former uses the Yin Yang Flying Sword cultivated by the Primordial Spirit for control, while the latter controls the Flying Sword Magical Treasures.

The former exterminates the Primordial Spirit, the latter beheads the flesh body, their mysteries are different.

Now armed with this technique, Yang Ji felt more confident and empowered, possessing both the method for the flesh body and the technique for the Primordial Spirit; he now had everything at his disposal.

Such a foundation was close to rivaling that of the majority of True Disciples.

To unleash his power in the future, he only needed to perfect the techniques and elevate his realm to Divinity Transformation.

Then, when the time came, he would have the confidence to vie for the position of a True Disciple.

Yang Ji slightly restrained his Divine Sense, calmed his mind, and began to deeply comprehend the technique with all his might.

As for cultivation, with the Dao level Cultivation Technique, he could cultivate on his own; he just needed to consume Medicine Pills.

Days like these passed by, day after day, and before long, three years had gone by.

In these three years, he gained substantial understanding of the techniques, and his cultivation had also increased significantly.

It was on this day while comprehending the techniques that Yang Ji suddenly heard a childish voice calling, "Big brother, big brother!"

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat!"

"Hmm?" With Yang Ji's abilities as a Nascent Soul True Monarch and his keen spiritual perception, he could instantly become aware of even the slightest movement of wind or grass.

With a flicker of his eyes, Yin energy flowed in his left eye and Yang energy in his right, birthing the Yin Yang Energies; clearly, in these three years, he had reached the entry level in the practice of Yin Yang Separation at Dawn.

With a slight sense, he knew the source of the voice was in his Dantian.

As Divine Sense delved in, his eyes immediately flashed with a hint of surprise, "Could this be? The Taichu Divine Tree?"

Before him appeared a miniature little girl, as exquisitely carved as a jade figurine, no taller than three inches, just like the Buddha Child.

She wore a green dress, her head adorned with two swaying lamb horn braids, her eyes sparkling with life and full of spirit. She looked adorable, making anyone want to pinch her collagen-filled cheeks.

Just by looking at her, Yang Ji could feel a strong Wood Attribute energy, icy and exuding power, like a tidal wave, as though he was in a world of green ocean, where everything between heaven and earth was Wood Attribute energy, everything was green.

It was as if the essence of the entire world's Wood Attribute had converged upon her.

Yang Ji's gaze firmly fixed on the display above the little girl's head, which clearly read [Taichu Divine Tree Sapling].

Has the wood chip sprouted and grown? And transformed into a humanoid?

A feeling akin to that of a father surfaced in Yang Ji's heart. After so many years, the little wood chip that needed feeding had finally sprouted and become a child.

While surprised, he was also immensely relieved.

"Big brother, I'm so hungry, it's been so long since you've fed me," said the little girl when she saw Yang Ji's Divine Sense manifesting in a humanoid form. She wasn't scared but instead pursed her tender little lips and mumbled.

"Big brother, I eat this every day, and my stomach is about to deflate," she said, as a flash of spiritual light in her hand conjured up a spherical "pearl" roughly her size, which she crunched on with a bite.

As she chewed, she disdainfully tossed the "pearl" in her hand, her face full of grievance as she rubbed her little belly, as if to say, look how deflated my stomach is.

This overwhelming feeling of grievance would soften anyone's heart.

However, Yang Ji's gaze was "nailed" on the pearl in her hand. His pupils dilated slightly, as he couldn't help but mutter with excitement, "A lower-grade Spiritual Qi Fruit?"

Judging by the Spiritual Energy seeping from the fruit's break, the purity of the contained Spiritual Energy should be between a Nine-Transformation Golden Pill and a Nascent Soul Pill. If one could continuously consume such Spiritual Qi Fruits...

"Big brother, brother, brother!"

The little girl, feeling neglected as Yang Ji didn't respond, began to pull her words with a plaintive tone, pouting.

Yang Ji cleared his throat, returning to the present moment. Perhaps it was because he frequently fed her with his essence blood, there was no sense of strangeness between them, only a faint familiarity.

"I gave you so much to eat, have you finished it all?"

Yang Ji's eyes swept over the Dantian and found that all the Wood Attribute Spiritual Materials he had placed there had turned into dull, rotten wood.

"Yes, I've eaten them all," the little girl said with a delicate voice.

"You can't get full eating this?" Yang Ji pointed at the Spiritual Qi Fruit she had bitten into.

"This has no taste, it's not yummy, I don't like it," the little girl shook her head.

"Then... how many of these can you produce each day?" Yang Ji suddenly showed a tender, fatherly smile and asked gently.

"I can make one of these fruits per day for now. But once I grow up after eating enough, I can make lots of them every day," the innocent little girl declared.

"One per day, that's more than enough for my cultivation," Yang Ji thought joyfully, then said, "Since you don't like these, from now on, give them to me, and I'll feed you the tasty foods you ate before. How does that sound?"

"Okay, okay!" The little girl nodded excitedly, "Here, big brother, for you." She then handed the partly eaten Spiritual Qi Fruit to him.

Taking the fruit, Yang Ji noticed it was free of any impurities, like a Supreme Spirit Stone, filled with pure Spiritual Energy.

He secretly sighed at his fortune. If he could produce a large number of Spiritual Qi Fruits in the future, each would be worth a Supreme Spirit Stone, far more valuable than a Heaven Spirit Pill.

"Big brother, I don't want to stay here, it's not fun at all," the little girl glanced around the Dantian with a small frown.

"Alright, then I'll move you out. You're indeed not suited to be in my Dantian anymore. By the way, you should pick a name for yourself," Yang Ji suddenly suggested.

"A name?" The little girl tilted her head, her eyes, jewel-like and bright, shining and whirling, "I'm born from the divine seedling of heaven and earth, the Taichu Realm Initiating Tree, so I shall call myself Shen Yin."