My Informative Cultivation Life

Yang Ji stood in the air, with golden tadpole runes hidden under his skin sensing a certain call, guiding him.

Such a sensation had arisen for over three years now.

Yang Ji knew that it was the Legacy Meditation Cushion left by the predecessor Fu Dongliu that had sent out the resonance.

However, he had already taken the legacy, and since he had been honing his combat skills with the Nascent Soul True Monarchs within his sect, he had not paid it much attention.

Now that the Sword Domain had been established, he found himself with some free time, and a touch of curiosity arose in his heart.

Who could the people coming for the legacy be?

A strange smile appeared on Yang Ji's face, and after informing his master, he flew towards the Thousand-Islands Sea Area.

Flapping his wings at full speed, as a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Golden Core stage, he could easily mobilize his sword wings.

His sword wings shone brightly; with full-force flight, he broke through clouds and space, arriving at the Thousand-Islands Sea Area in just three days.

Yang Ji first went to Wangmeng Island, but upon discovering that the spiritual light of the underwater waterfall's legacy had not yet risen, he headed to Black Wind Island.

There, he exchanged some high-grade Demon Companion Herbs and some Demon Cores with Mang Biao.

After many years of cultivation, his Nine-Transformation Golden Pills were almost depleted, so he sought out some Demon Companion Herbs and Demon Cores for unexpected needs.

If he were to go to the Dao Sect and found himself with no medicine pills to consume, these could make up for it, so he wouldn't be caught unprepared and live in humiliation.

In the following days, while keeping an eye on Wangmeng Island, Yang Ji refined Demon Essence Pills for Mang Biao as part of their exchange.

It was on the fifth day.

When he visited Wangmeng Island again, he saw spiritual light soaring to the sky from afar, identical to the one that had erupted from the underwater waterfall before.

However, this time, not only did the light burst forth from the waterfall, but the entire region spanning dozens of miles shone with brilliant spiritual light.

During this process, the spiritual light attracted a large number of cultivators who came to spectate.

Cultivators were scattered across the sky in this area spanning dozens of miles; Yang Ji was unable to discern who among them were the successors to the legacy.

However, he could be certain that those meant to inherit must have all arrived, for the Legacy Meditation Cushion had sent out its call three years before, and they had no reason not to come, nor did they lack the time to make their way here.

This occurrence of spiritual light differed from the underwater waterfall incident; previously, an earthquake had broken the spatial restriction causing spiritual light to scatter.

This time, the spiritual light surged skywards on its own, forming a massive Spirit Cave in mid-air. As the spiritual light flowed, the Spirit Cave gradually stabilized and took shape.

Seeing this scene, some cultivators with extensive knowledge immediately recognized it as a transmission portal and excitedly rushed into it.

Seeing others take the lead, many bold cultivators followed suit and dashed into the portal.

In an instant, streams of light converged into the Spirit Cave, creating a spectacular scene befitting of a world of immortals and cultivators.

At this moment, on the periphery, only some cautious cultivators remained hesitating, watching warily.

With a glance, Yang Ji smiled and flew into the Spirit Cave as well.

When he reappeared, he was directly inside the stone array.

The stone array had now transformed into a guiding formation.

The crowd that had arrived walked over the stone bridge, reaching the end of the underground world.

For a moment, many cultivators were astonished, wondering how the Spirit Cave led to the underground world?

They knew that, a hundred years ago, they had visited this place via the underwater waterfall.

Seeing this, some became excited, exclaiming that there indeed was a mystery here. They believed that since the spiritual light had formed a Spirit Cave to guide everyone here, the Cave Mansion must have opened.

Indeed, just as people were excitedly whispering, the [Concealment Restriction] disappeared, revealing a series of quaint houses behind it.

Witnessing this scene, the crowd's breathing quickened, their spirits surged, and they moved swiftly like the wind, rushing towards the houses.

But then, with a hum, a semi-transparent wall of force emerged, blocking everyone's path.

To be precise, it was the [Spatial Transmission Restriction].

In the midst of the crowd's astonishment, words appeared on the Spatial Transmission Restriction,[Transmission Conditions: Only those destined whose Humanoid Weapon cultivation has reached perfection may enter the land of inheritance and compete for it.]

"This truly is the legacy left by a great master; I knew this spiritual light was not simple. But what is this Humanoid Weapon?" Upon seeing this, people were both surprised and puzzled.

Some cultivators' eyes flickered, and they immediately tried to break through the Spatial Transmission Restriction.

However, all attacks upon touching the restriction sank in as if into a quagmire, absorbed by it. Throughout this process, the spatial restriction merely flickered symbolically, like a breeze over the surface of the water, causing no waves, and unable to stir up any commotion.

"This? It seems the Spatial Restriction cannot be destroyed. It seems only those chosen by the predecessor can enter. We stand no chance," a Golden Core True Person said as they watched the futile attacks and shook their head in disappointment. At the same time, they began to search the crowd, trying to see where the heirs to the legacy were.

At that moment, seven people stepped forward with smiles on their faces.

These seven included a white-haired elder, a beautiful and charming Immortal Fairy, a young girl in tight clothes, a youth with a cold demeanor, a majestic middle-aged man... A flash of gold on each of these seven people, they extended their hands and pressed against the Spatial Transmission Restriction.

A suction force arose, pulling half of their bodies inside.

Just then, a Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Huang Family of the Thousand-Islands Sea Area suddenly made a move, swiftly placing a hand on the shoulder of a young man.

Seeing his action, Nascent Soul True Monarchs from the three major sects all acted in kind, placing their hands on the shoulders of those chosen for the legacy, hoping to take advantage of the momentum to enter the land of inheritance.

But they were disappointed.

Hum!

The Spatial Transmission Restriction vibrated intensely, repelling them one after another, because they lacked the unique golden runes of the Humanoid Weapon and were thus excluded from entry.

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