My Informative Cultivation Life

These subtle movements were all deliberately revealed by Yang Ji, who had completely grasped the Demon Consort's mindset.

Outwardly neither servile nor overbearing, he displayed the extraordinariness of his genius, while the barely noticeable color of tension highlighted the Demon Consort's supreme authority.

Those above command and utilize others, those below seek to please and show off; all of this was clear in Yang Ji's mind like a mirror.

"Hei Sha!" the Demon Consort commanded from on high, suddenly calling out.

"Your subordinate is here!" Yang Ji bowed and said.

"You managed to fully comprehend three Supreme Divine Powers in just three hundred years, which does indeed mark you as a genius, only lacking a bit of luck to possibly achieve the status of a True Disciple." Even the Demon Consort considered cultivating such a potential subordinate.

"Becoming a True Disciple is too distant a dream for me to dare to entertain," Yang Ji honestly said.

"Indeed, for you at present, it is far too distant," the Demon Consort said, then produced a Jade Slip from her sleeve, "I have a Great Divine Power technique here called 'Black Clouds Overwhelming the Sky'. If you can cultivate it to minor completion within ten years, then I will bestow upon you a Supreme Divine Power."

"Supreme Divine Power?" Yang Ji suddenly looked up, not expecting such a pleasant surprise. It seemed the words of those Demon Kings weren't false, this Demon Consort was truly generous with her own people.

"Ho, you there, don't you quickly thank Her Excellency?" from the top seat, Mo Yan hummed as she walked out from behind the secret door.

"Many thanks to the Demon Consort for her appreciation!" Yang Ji expressed his gratitude, not merely feigning it. Although there was an element of pretense, his heart indeed felt exhilarated.

"Hmm," the Demon Consort nodded faintly, and during a moment of deep thought, she looked at Yang Ji and suddenly said, "I have a task I wish for you to undertake."

"Your Excellency, please command at will!" Yang Ji's expression paused, not expecting to be assigned a task so soon.

"Later, you will represent me in receiving a True Disciple from the Heavenly Demon Sect of the Taichu World," the Demon Consort said coolly.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect?" Yang Ji knew that it was one of the Ten Great Demon Sects of the Taichu World; the other nine were the Netherworld Sect, Demon God Sect, Yellow Springs Sect, Slaughter Sect, Nine Nether Sect, Profound Yin Sect, Tianming Sect, Blood River Sect, and Black Demon Sect.

Years ago, he had encountered Di Xuansha from the Slaughter Demon Sect, and Fu Dongliu was the Sect Master of the Tianming Demon Sect.

Yang Ji did not agree immediately but instead bowed his head and said, "Your Excellency, the True Disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect possesses exceptional strength, and there is too great a disparity in status and identity between him and me. It may not be appropriate for me to receive him on behalf of Your Excellency."

"Remember, even if you are but a Demon King right now, the relationship between master and servant doesn't change with strength," the Demon Consort suddenly exuded authority and tossed a Jade Slip, "I have commanded him to take control of all forces in the Floating Luo Sea area of the Taichu World. If he completes the task, give him this Jade Slip which contains a Supreme Divine Power technique."

"Understood, Your Excellency," Yang Ji responded, no longer saying anything further.

The Demon Consort was assertive, and he, too, had to learn to be assertive to survive by her side. Similar temperaments attracted similar responsibilities.

"Very well, go and prepare," the Demon Consort motioned with her hand.

Yang Ji performed a salutation and then slowly exited the grand hall.

"Sister, why assign the task of receiving the visitor to him? After all, the other party is a True Disciple!" Mo Yan frowned slightly and asked, puzzled.

"Xuan Haisheng has been a little too unforthcoming lately. By sending a subordinate to meet him, he will certainly understand what it implies. This serves as a warning to him," the Demon Consort mused, then added, "Hei Sha seemed quite composed and calm in my presence, almost with the bearing of a True Disciple. He is stronger than the average Demon King, a material worth moulding.

Sending him is also a test to see his capability."

"Oh," Mo Yan nodded in understanding.

(An acquaintance will appear tomorrow.)

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