My Informative Cultivation Life

"Me? I obtained an incomplete 'Immortal Sword Technique'!" Yang Ji said indifferently.

"Immortal Sword Technique? Wow, my lord, doesn't that mean you've learned the ultimate sword technique of Elder Jian Wushuang? Elder Jian Wushuang has been dead for so many years, yet the reason his skeleton still contained such immense Sword Intent was exactly because of his Immortal Sword Dao," Yuan Hua exclaimed in surprise.

"Well, this is our lord, isn't it very normal for him to be a bit more formidable?" Yuan Hua chuckled, "Senior Brother, what about you, did you comprehend anything?"

"Me? Heh, I've comprehended an 'Imperial Female Sword Technique'. With this technique, a hundred women would have to submit beneath my sword," Yuan Hua said proudly, puffing out his chest and laughing lewdly.

"Wow, a hundred women, Senior Brother, won't you be too busy then?"

"When the time comes, Junior Brother can just give me a hand."

"Hehe, then I'll have no choice but to use my 'Bewitching Sword Intent' to spar with them," Yuan Hua said with a lecherous laugh.

"Heh, with you and me, Senior Brother, working together, we will definitely conquer them all!" Yuan Hua said vulgarly.

While the three of them were conversing in low voices, Ba Kui suddenly made a statement.

"Look, the old predecessor has dissipated!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked over and saw that the skeleton that had turned into a Flying Sword was slowly fading away, eventually dispersing completely, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.

"The old predecessor's bones have transformed into the Dao, and in the end, both person and Dao have vanished," a group of Red Dust Immortals lamented.

"Let's kowtow three more times as thanks for the old predecessor's generosity!" Ba Kui knelt down and said.

With solemn expressions, everyone bowed thrice. Afterwards, they erected a monument—Jian Wushuang.

Then they all quietly left the hall.

Outside the hall, the crowd dispersed, flying off in various directions.

"My lord, where shall we go now?" Yuan Hua whispered.

"Let's go to the Alchemy Hall first! While I was contemplating the Sword Dao earlier, I caught a vague glimpse of the entire layout of the Life and Death Immortal Sect in the vision; I know where the Alchemy Hall is," Yang Ji said. Explore new worlds at My Virtual Library Empire

"I also saw some visions. Those who have scattered probably went to the Artifact Hall, while some went to the herb fields, and some went straight for the Immortal Veins. Some, having the same idea as you, my lord, I believe went to the Alchemy Hall," Yuan Hua observed the dispersing Red Dust Immortals and commented.

"After all these years, it's questionable whether there's any Immortal Elixir left in the herb fields. If there is any, it was probably taken away by the Immortal Armored Army. As for Immortal Artifacts and Medicine Pills, I am more inclined toward the Medicine Pills, to enhance one's own strength is the foundation. Let's go to the Alchemy Hall and try our luck," Yang Ji remarked and took the lead, flying upward towards an Immortal Mountain.

"My lord, isn't the Alchemy Hall in the central area?" Yuan Hua asked, puzzled by the direction of Yang Ji's flight.

"The Alchemy Hall is in Immortal Flame Mountain. The entire mountain is a Pill Furnace, with an unquenchable Immortal Fire beneath it. The Life and Death Immortal Sect has been storing all the Medicine Pills refined over the years within the mountain's body, warmed by the Immortal Fire, undamaged for millions of years," Yang Ji explained.

"What about the Artifact Hall then?"

"The Artifact Hall is not in the central area either, it's on Armament Peak, a peak filled with divine weapons, somewhat similar to the Sword Peak of the Immortal Sword Sect in the Taichu World. Disciples who have just joined the Life and Death Immortal Sect will go to Armament Peak to find a weapon that is fated with them. The divine weapons on it are sentient and will choose their own masters. Some disciples, though weak, are recognized by powerful divine weapons."

"However, after so many years, even the bones of the Quasi-Imperial Monarch have turned to flying ashes; those divine weapons must have decayed as well. Even if they hadn't, I'm guessing they'd have been taken by the Immortal Armored Army, leaving nothing behind."

"Let's just hope that the Immortal Fire of Immortal Flame Mountain is not extinguished, and that there might be one or two Medicine Pills left preserved in the mountain."

Hoping for such fortune, Yang Ji headed towards the Alchemy Hall.

The trio flew towards Immortal Flame Mountain.

Shortly after, an enormous Immortal Mountain, enshrouded and partly hidden in mist, appeared before the three of them.

Immortal Flame Mountain could no longer simply be referred to as a mountain; it was more apt to call it a mountain range, with its undulating peaks resembling a dormant giant dragon, covered in clouds that billowed like surging ocean waves or towering breakers, a truly extraordinary spectacle.

"Above these Immortal Mountains, the Immortal Qi is rich, concealing flashes of rainbow light inside; it's quite extraordinary," Yuan Hua remarked.

"The man has perished, but the Immortal Mountain still stands. A super Immortal Sect that had a Quasi-Imperial Monarch has thus disappeared into the river of time," Yang Ji commented with some emotion.

"Man is not as eternal as the mountains; destiny is fleeting, and even the bones turn to ash after death," Yuan Hua said, with a complex expression on his face.

"Sometimes, man simply cannot compare with these immortal objects. Immortal Mountains are not tainted by causality; they stand silently, possibly for tens of thousands of years. But humans are different; in this world, akin to a huge dye vat, how can anyone stay entirely pure and detached?" Yuan Hua slowly said.

"Where there are interests, there will be strife!" Yang Ji shook his head, "Let's go into the mountain; hopefully, we'll find something."

The trio parted the mist and plunged into the Immortal Mountain, feeling not a hint of heat, but rather a cool sensation instead.

"My lord, you said Immortal Flame Mountain is an Alchemy Furnace, but why is there not the slightest bit of warmth? Could it be that the Immortal Fire has been extinguished?" Yuan Hua frowned.

"The Immortal Flame Mountain of my memories is just like this, surrounded by mist without a gush of flame. I suspect it conceals the universe within. I know where the entrance is; let's go down and have a look," Yang Ji took the lead and flew towards the base of the mountain.

During the descent, they saw other Red Dust Immortals flying erratically through the mountains, clearly those who had seen fragments of the vision and knew of Immortal Flame Mountain's existence, but did not know where the exact entrance was and were still searching.