My Informative Cultivation Life

"Miss, this is the Ziwei Heavenly Fire, more formidable than any Supreme Divine Power, absorbing billions of Origin stars' power from the starry sky. Its might nearly rivals that of Immortal Techniques. Is this little fella really worth this favor?" the female Tribulation Immortal hesitated, secretly communicating through a transmission.

"Auntie Wang, you don't know how abnormal this guy is. Back then, with his own strength, he suppressed a group of geniuses so much so that none could hold their heads up against him. No talent could withstand a single punch from him. This guy has an uncanny ability to understand, and if he were to achieve top Mahayana or even become a Tribulation Immortal, it's unimaginable how powerful he would be.

This favor is absolutely worth it, very much worth it!" Immortal Fairy asserted.

"Oh? Is he really that extraordinary?" The female Tribulation Immortal gave Yang Ji a deep look, secretly surprised. "Since you're so sure, then let's follow your decision."

"Mm!" Immortal Fairy nodded her head, once again looking at Yang Ji, and intentionally glared, saying, "Well, what do you think? Have you made your decision?"

"This, alright then!" Yang Ji nodded reluctantly.

"Not bad, not bad. It seems the tea I poured earlier wasn't in vein. The choice you've made pleases me greatly!" Immortal Fairy burst into a radiant smile and called out, "Auntie Wang!"

As her voice fell, the space in the center of the hall twisted, and a woman in a purple dress holding a star core stepped out of thin air.

The strong aura she emitted made both Qilian Mountain and the black-robed elder behind him shiver.

Tribulation Immortal!

The same thought arose in both of their minds.

"This star core contains the Ziwei Heavenly Fire. Now, I'm giving it to you!" The female Tribulation Immortal looked at Yang Ji with a smile, slapped the star core, and a mass of purple flames roared out, rolling towards him.

This purple flame was truly exceptional. As soon as it appeared, it caused the temperature in the hall to skyrocket dramatically. The rolling purple ripples expanded incessantly, and the high heat distorted the entire space, as if heaven and earth were on the brink of melting.

Seeing the examining expression on the female Tribulation Immortal's face, Yang Ji knew she was testing his ability. With a slight smile, he stretched out his palm towards the Ziwei Heavenly Fire. As soon as the Palm Taiji was activated and his palm touched the purple flames,

in an instant, the Ziwei Heavenly Fire disappeared.

"Sealing Technique? Impressive!" The female Tribulation Immortal glanced at Yang Ji, merged into the space, and vanished.

"You've taken the Ziwei Heavenly Fire, and now you owe me a favor. You'd better not try to shirk this debt!" Immortal Fairy said, smiling sweetly.

"Of course!" Yang Ji smiled and nodded. Though he now owed her a favor, the acquisition of the Ziwei Heavenly Fire truly lifted his spirits.
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"Brother Yang, it's not often we get to gather like this, we must drink well today. Today I shall host; let's head to the Drunken Immortal Tavern outside and indulge in a good drink. Immortal Fairy, what do you say?" Qilian Mountain said with a smile.

"Why can't it be done at my Immortal Leisure Pavilion? Is the wine there not to your liking?" Immortal Fairy said with a sidelong glance.

"Hehe, surely the wine there is delightful. Then let's follow Immortal Fairy's plans!" Qilian Mountain replied with a gentle smile.

Immortal Fairy nodded and quickly instructed her subordinates to get busy.

Yang Ji benefited as well, enjoying some rare delicacies.

After a satisfying meal and drinks, everyone exchanged Communication Jade Tokens, and only then did Yang Ji leave.

...

The Pillar of Creation stood towering in the starry sky like a giant star with five fingers, splattered in a kaleidoscope of colors.

The Xian Ding Sect was located at the very top of the pillar.

Yang Ji inquired about the direction and made his way there using a series of Teleportation Arrays.

Unlike other Sects, the Xian Ding Sect was always recruiting disciples. As long as you were an Alchemist who passed the assessment and had a clear identity, you could become a disciple of the Xian Ding Sect.

With arrangements made by Immortal Fairy, Yang Ji also had a clear background, now considered a native of the Realm of Extreme Void.

At this moment, he arrived at the base of the Pillar of Creation and took a Teleportation Array that sent him traveling for half an hour before finally reaching the top of the pillar.

Underfoot lay the sturdy Gold-Iron Stone, as if leveled by a sword, stretching out seamlessly for tens of thousands of miles.

In all directions, stars of all sizes surrounded the space, red, blue, yellow, flesh, and white, forming a spectacular vista.

Above his head, space vortices rotated slowly.

Looking up, Yang Ji could feel the vast power of the stars seeping through the multitude of rotating stars.

Many disciples of the Xian Ding Sect were coming and going through these vortices, akin to a sci-fi blockbuster, extremely shocking to behold.

Yang Ji didn't rashly fly into the vortexes because he knew that's where the real Xian Ding Sect was, and currently, he had no right to fly into it.

After a glance, he took flight over the stone plain and soon arrived in front of a palace.

Here, there were a few scattered cultivators who appeared to be here to take part in the alchemy exam, preparing to join the Xian Ding Sect.

Among these people, some had cultivation levels as low as the Golden Core, while others were actually Fushion Technique experts.

Among them, three caught Yang Ji's attention.

One was a woman, of average appearance, who always wore a smile on her face. Seeing Yang Ji's gaze sweep towards her, she nodded with a smile, giving off a very amiable impression.

Yang Ji knew that this woman cultivated a peculiar divine skill, which could subtly make a person feel favorably inclined toward her.

This woman was a Divine Transformation Cultivator.

Another was an old man, appearing utterly unfazed, with an air of profound mystery about him. He seemed very deep and capable at first glance.

His cultivation was at the Fushion level.

As for the third person, he was a young man with rough hands, as if they were often scorched by flames. A musk emanated from his hands as if he had touched countless Medicine Pills every day and had picked up their pill fragrance.

Some of the cultivators were sitting cross-legged, some were standing silently, the atmosphere was somewhat solemn and tense; they were all waiting for the assessment to start.

This atmosphere inevitably reminded one of the days when students would wait outside the examination hall during the college entrance exam, filled with a subtle tension and anticipation.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Suddenly, the doors of the great hall opened, and a dignified-looking elder stepped out. This person was extremely powerful, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Peak, and he said in an indifferent tone, "Those here for the examination, follow me."

He spoke lightly, turned around, and headed into the hall.

Whisk whisk!

A group of disciples waiting for the assessment quickly got to their feet and followed him inside.

Before long, they arrived in a vast, secret chamber.

"There are thirty-five of you. You may choose any one of these one hundred treasure pill furnaces in front of you to create a supreme Spirit Pill. There is a new Pill Recipe available to you as well as a sufficient supply of Spiritual Medicine. You only have three chances.

If you fail all three times and fail to produce it within three hours, you will be disqualified and will not be admitted to the Sect," the dignified elder said, pointing to the rows of pill furnaces.

To think that one needed to refine a supreme Spirit Pill to qualify for joining the Xian Ding Sect, Yang Ji felt a bit surprised.

Alchemists are typically categorized as, Alchemist, Peak Alchemy Master, Alchemy Master, Alchemy Grandmaster, Supreme Alchemy Grandmaster, Alchemy Saint, Alchemy God.

The Alchemist, Peak Alchemy Master, Alchemy Master, and Alchemy Grandmaster correspond to lower grade Spirit Pills up to supreme Spirit Pills.

An Alchemy Grandmaster capable of concocting supreme Spirit Pills was a rarity in the Thousand-Islands Sea Area, with only a hundred of them, and they had to complete the task within three allotted hours, only getting three chances, and even the Pill Recipe was new. This demonstrated the difficulty of the examination, and only those with true capability could pass.

If the hundred Alchemy Grandmasters from the Thousand-Islands Sea Area were to take this exam, it is estimated that not even one would pass.

It was no wonder the big Sects had high standards.

As for the Supreme Alchemy Grandmaster, there are four ranks, from first to fourth rank, corresponding to lower grade Treasure Pills to supreme Treasure Pills.

Being able to refine a Treasure Pill signifies the achievement of becoming a Supreme Alchemy Grandmaster.

As for the Alchemy Saint, there are also four ranks, mapping lower grade Saint Pills to supreme Saint Pills.

The Alchemy God is similarly divided into four ranks, corresponding to the lower grade Dao Pills to supreme Dao Pills.

Yang Ji's purpose for coming here was to achieve the status of Alchemy God.

The God among pills who can refine Dao Pills is a revered existence.

Although everyone had some knowledge of the rules of the assessment, when these words actually came from the mouth of the elder, they felt even more nervous.

Three hours, three chances, and a new Pill Recipe; undoubtedly, it was going to be difficult.

"The assessment begins now. You may start reviewing the Pill Recipe and checking the Spiritual Medicine," the dignified elder said.

Whisk whisk whisk!

Everyone rushed towards the Pill Recipes, flipping open the yellowed booklets, and began to pore over them.

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