My Informative Cultivation Life

Another thought, and sword wings sprouted from his back, spiritual light flickering. With a gentle flap, he broke through the wind and flew out a mile in an instant.

This speed truly filled Yang Ji with both shock and delight, and he instantly took an extreme liking to these sword wings.

Like wings yet swords, they resembled the steel flying knife wings of Dan Chenzi from the legends of Shushan, truly equipped for both offense and defense, with a speed that was extremely fast.

The more Yang Ji looked at them, the more he liked them. He flapped his wings and plunged into the clouds. The world instantly turned into streaks of lines speeding by beneath his eyes.

Yang Ji was wildly enjoying the extreme speed the sword wings provided.

He passed through the clouds, crossed various domains of the heavens, soared over numerous islands, and finally flew to Black Wind Island.

Mang Biao, who was meditating, felt such a tremendous presence appear and abruptly emerged from the great hall.

Seeing that it was Yang Ji, he truly had tears streaming down his face, and he threw himself forward to embrace him.

Yang Ji smiled, deftly dodging the embrace, which led to Mang Biao revealing a look of melancholy, and the heart-shaped black hair on his chest couldn't help but droop.

Soon after, the two engaged in a hearty chat inside the hall, and they even invited Flower Fairy to dance.

Flower Fairy was indeed beautiful and charming, with a supple and tender body, still a virgin.

Faced with a disciple of the Canglan Sect like Yang Ji, her eyes held not the slightest hint of clinging, her gaze as pure as water.

Upon meeting eyes, Yang Ji noticed that beneath her enthusiastic gaze was a layer of indifference. That indifference seemed to see through all worldly desires, as though nothing could pique her interest.

Yang Ji grew curious, his gaze penetrating deeper into her eyes, wanting to uncover the secrets behind her indifference.

However, at this moment, Flower Fairy withdrew, dancing away in her white dress, stepping on the breeze as she gracefully departed.

Yang Ji could only wistfully touch the lingering fragrance on the tip of his nose.

"Brother, be careful not to have your eyeballs hooked out. Come on, let's drink," Mang Biao said with a mischievous smile, suddenly lifting his cup and taking a big swig.

"Alright, drink!" Yang Ji withdrew his gaze, also raising his cup and drank heartily with everyone.

Three days later, Yang Ji left, taking with him several high-grade Demon Companion Herbs and Demon Cores.

In exchange, he had refined many pure Demon Essence Pills for Mang Biao.

Mang Biao stood at the edge of a cliff, his head feeling delightful, yelling with reluctance, "Brother, make sure you come back to see your big bro often. I'll definitely prepare more high-grade Demon Companion Herbs for you."

Yang Ji smiled and nodded, then left with a smile.

When alone, he called forth the sword wings, soared into the sky, and flew off at high speed.

He flew over the beastly sea, the scenery below constantly changing until suddenly, Yang Ji's gaze fixed on something.

He saw two familiar faces below.

It was Huo Yuan and Jin Suanpan, enjoying their journey and conversation as they flew.

Yang Ji was surprised. How did Jin Suanpan get mixed up with Huo Yuan again?

With a mild smile, he spread his wings and flew down, ghost-like appearing in front of the two.

The sudden appearance startled them, causing them to retreat abruptly.

But once they recognized the person before them, a familiar face with a faint smile, they both exclaimed with surprise and joy.

"Uncle-Master!"

"Great Master!"

Seeing that Yang Ji was dressed in Canglan Sect's uniform and knowing he must have grasped sword moves from Sword Dao's reflections, and was presumably taken in by Jian Yuanzi, Jin Suanpan thought it was only appropriate to call him Uncle-Master.

Huo Yuan approached with enthusiasm, his face beaming with smiles, to greet him.

"How did you two come together?" Yang Ji asked curiously, glancing at Huo Yuan dressed in Canglan Sect's attire, forming some guesses.

"Great Master, Jin Suanpan was someone Elder Jin introduced to me when I joined the sect," said Huo Yuan with a smile.

"Yes, Uncle-Master, he's the 38th uncle who introduced us," Jin Suanpan said with a grin.

"Oh, I see," Yang Ji nodded, saying, "Are you in the beastly sea for experience, or...?"

"Hehe, we're just here to earn a little Spirit Stone," Jin Suanpan said with a soft chuckle.

Even though decades had passed, upon seeing Jin Suanpan, Yang Ji couldn't help but recall the past events and teased, "Aren't you afraid of attracting unwanted attention from those with intentions, conducting your trades so openly in the beastly sea?"

"Uncle-Master jests, we're just small-timers, and the medicine pills we refine aren't high grade. Nobody will bother to covet us," Jin Suanpan replied.

Jin Suanpan looked at Yang Ji and was reminded of the good old days when they traded.

Those Temptating Demon Pills were of high quality, and people were eager to trade for them. But the pills that Huo Yuan refined were of average quality, making trading somewhat difficult.

Seeing what was on his mind, Yang Ji turned to Huo Yuan and asked, "How old is the Demon Companion Herb you can use to refine Temptating Demon Pills now? Can you refine Demon Essence Pills yet?"

Huo Yuan awkwardly scratched his head, his mustache curling up as he chuckled, "I've shamed you, Great Master. Although I bought a Beast Flame through Jin Family Commerce Association, I can currently only refine Demon Essence Pills by pairing a seventy-year-old Demon Companion Herb with a sixth-grade Demon Core, and the quality isn't that great, barely earning a few Spirit Stones."

"Oh?" Yang Ji smiled and then suddenly said, "I'll give you a few pill recipes. If you follow these recipes to refine, I guarantee your success rate and the quality of the pills will improve by several levels."

Huo Yuan suddenly perked up, his eyes widening as he exclaimed, "Great Master, are they the kind of pill recipes you used to refine Spirit Enhancing Pills last time?"

"Exactly," Yang Ji nodded and smiled. Feeling a certain kinship with Huo Yuan and considering that he was a member of the Canglan Sect, he passed on the pill recipes he had improved upon with True Immortal Qing He to him, but warned, "You should learn these recipes yourself, and do not share them carelessly."