My Informative Cultivation Life

"This woman is no simpleton, if I'm not mistaken, she must have been an Immortal Monarch in her lifetime, just a step away from becoming a Quasi-Imperial Monarch," the Immortal Elder conveyed through a spiritual message.

"An Immortal Monarch? I never expected Shang Guanwu, this girl, to have such fortune; it's truly enviable. It doesn't make sense, with my rich fate, why do I never encounter such opportunities?" Yang Ji couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Along the way, every good fortune seemed to befall others.

Whether it was the Buddha Child's master, the Demon Buddha, or Chang Xiao's master, the Great Sage Mu Yuan, and now the Immortal Monarch before Shang Guanwu.

He had missed out on all of them.

The only inheritance he had received was a Great Divine Power Technique, the Humanoid Weapon, and he had never even met the face of his senior, Fu Dongliu.

"You are a person of great fate; these smaller fortunes naturally won't fall to you but will be shared with those around you," the Immortal Elder said.

"This is an Immortal Monarch; how is this a small fortune? Do I need to wait for a Quasi-Imperial Monarch, an Immortal King?" Yang Ji muttered, when suddenly, the words "Qingyang Immortal King" emerged from his heart.

"Could it be that this Qingyang Immortal King is my greater fortune?" Yang Ji, holding the Qingyang key in one hand and whispering to himself, had heard that obtaining the inheritance of an Immortal Mansion could make one a disciple of the Qingyang Immortal King.

Thinking this, he felt a surge of excitement in his heart. If he became a disciple of an Immortal King, then ascending to the Immortal Realm would mean having a terrifyingly powerful backing.

"In this case, Bai Bi might have to suffer some grievances," Yang Ji chuckled softly, feeling great contentment within, and began to fantasize about becoming a disciple of an Immortal King.

By then, like his senior brother Xuan Zhong, he would also be a successor to the Immortal King, walking the Myriad Realms with prestige, commanding respect from all.

The prospects truly seemed boundless.

Feeling a ripple in his heart, he quickly came back to his senses, only to hear Shang Guanwu ask in a delicate voice, "Immortal Sister, what's your name?"

"I am Yun Zhongxian. We have a destiny together; do you wish to take me as your mentor?" the woman said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'd love to, I'd love to!" Shang Guanwu was as delighted as an ingenuous and naive girl, laughing joyfully and promptly kneeled down to pay homage, saying, "Disciple Shang Guanwu, greets the master!"

"My disciple, please rise!" Yun Zhongxian spoke with a gentle smile.

"Thank you, Master," Shang Guanwu said, standing up with a smile.

After she stood up, Yun Zhongxian transformed into a beam of white light and entered her glabella.

With the flash of white light, and upon closer inspection, Shang Guanwu's forehead now bore a white cloud mark, flickering with a faint Immortal Light, adding an extra touch of Immortal Qi to her.

"Master?" Shang Guanwu's gaze lifted slightly, and she touched the white cloud mark on her forehead with a puzzled hand, then suddenly cried out in surprise, "Wow, Master has imparted me with a technique."

"Congratulations, junior sister!"

"Congratulations, junior sister!"

Everyone congratulated her with smiles, genuinely so, their expressions tinged with a hint of envy.

"I hadn't expected that the greatest opportunity this time would fall onto junior sister Shang Guanwu's head," Yang Ji laughed as he looked forward, "The Battlefield of Inheritances offers many opportunities; let's continue on and find our fortune."

"Right, senior brother!" Everyone nodded and continued to follow Yang Ji on the journey.

...

The group flew on, penetrating countless miles, but they didn't find a second True Inheritancer Talisman.

Although they did gain something along the way, it wasn't significant.

While moving forward, Yang Ji suddenly stopped, narrowed his eyes, and looked ahead, saying "There's something up ahead!"

"Something up ahead?" The group became solemn, as days of experience had taught them all to trust Yang Ji's Divine Skills. Whenever he said there was an issue, there indeed was an issue.

The death storms and spatial rifts they had encountered along the way had confirmed his words.

"Yang Ji, should we take a detour, or continue forward?" Yan Zhan asked.

"Let's go and take a look," Yang Ji pondered, then suddenly said.

Everyone nodded, bracing their spirits and followed him.

Wooo, wooo!

Up ahead, not far away, sounds rose and fell, like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of gods.

In the space a few miles ahead, patches of dark clouds trembled, revealing a swath of demons.

"Be careful, those are extremely powerful beasts, the Demonic Bats!" Zhong Jun exclaimed as he noticed the dark clouds ahead.

Yang Ji had already seen them clearly; within those rolling clouds, numerous giant bats shuttled back and forth, each bat displaying immense strength, with the least of them being at the Demon King Realm.

These bats looked ferocious, all clad in inky black with sharp teeth bared and green eyes shining, exuding intense ferocity.

Each bat, enormous in size, spread wings like rooftops, and with each flap, they cast terrifying black rays, producing sounds like those of ghosts weeping and gods howling, reminiscent of the torture of the netherworld.

They were like murderous machines filled with bloodshed and evil.

In their attacks, streams of murderous aura and numerous paths of evil energy formed patterns that intertwined into Formations.

Sensing Yang Ji and his group, a Demonic Bat at the peak of the Divinity Transformation Realm suddenly looked their way.

What kind of eyes were they? Savage, blood-red, shining with an evil green, as if the eyes were flowing with the blood of Hell itself, making one's skin crawl, having fallen into the bloodied abyss, with every breath tasting of gore.

"So many fresh morsels have come to participate in the inheritance assessment; my minions, kill them all! Devour their flesh and gnaw on their souls... It's feeding time!"

Yang Ji felt an incredibly mighty will shake the air, and instantly, the organized army of Demonic Bats surged towards them.

In a blink, the malignant energy overwhelmed them.