My Informative Cultivation Life

"The Wuji Dao Sect recruits disciples once every ten years. According to the calculations, in just a few days, it will be time for the Dao Sect to openly gather new disciples. It's perfect timing to catch up," Jian Yuanzi laughed.

"Xiao Ji, the island below us is Tongxian Island," Bai Mei, the Supreme, said as they quickly neared their destination, pointing downwards.

Following the direction of Bai Mei's gaze, Yang Ji saw a small island. In the middle of the island was a flat area with several halls.

There were quite a few people bustling about in the square. As the three of them landed, Yang Ji took a brief look around before Bai Mei led him into the Teleportation Grand Hall.

As soon as he entered, Yang Ji saw a "familiar face"—that girl in tight-fitting clothes who looked exceptionally neat and capable was also here.

It seemed she noticed Yang Ji's gaze, for she also cast a scrutinizing look his way. After a brief glance, she lost interest and started toying with the small dagger in her hands.

Yang Ji took a look, then withdrew his attention as well.

Everyone waited for a full three days, and finally, the Teleportation Array in the grand hall lit up once again.

"Come on, come on, the next batch of people to be teleported, hurry up and prepare," the person in charge of teleportation in the hall shouted abruptly.

"Xiao Ji, upon reaching the Dao Sect, things may not be as harmonious as they are within our sect. There are opportunities therein, but also competition. If the path ahead requires you to clear the way with the sword in your hand, then do so, even if it gets bloodied," Jian Yuanzi patted Yang Ji's shoulder and spoke with profound meaning.

"Master, I understand," Yang Ji's eyes swirled with Sword Intent, his unparallel sword light responding to Jian Yuanzi's words.

"Xiao Ji, you must remain cautious and careful," Bai Mei, the Supreme, spoke softly.

Yang Ji nodded in understanding, "Supreme, Master, your disciple is leaving." After bowing respectfully, he stepped into the Teleportation Array.

The girl in the Teleportation Array looked playfully at this scene, a disdainful smile on her lips, with a thought bubble appearing above her head, "Another pampered and delicate 'flower' from a sect. He's going to the Dao Sect? His elders even escorted him to the Teleportation Array, worried he might get hurt just stepping out the door? I bet he won't even last through the first assessment."

Yang Ji caught a glimpse of the message displayed above the girl's head and his expression momentarily stiffened.

He felt somewhat indignant now. Being called pampered was one thing, but suggesting he wouldn't last through the first assessment was going a bit too far.

As he was pondering this, the Teleportation Array burst into a surge of Spiritual Light, and in an instant, everyone vanished.

After three days of teleportation, they had already arrived at the Immortal Cultivation Continent.

However, this place was not the Wuji Dao Sect yet; it was merely a city on the edge of the Endless Sea.

Following that, Yang Ji and the girl were teleported again.

This time, their destination was the Wuji Dao Sect.

After two more days, they finally arrived.

As soon as they emerged from the teleportation, Yang Ji, standing in the Teleportation Hall, felt the extremely dense Spiritual Energy. He looked around and murmured, "Is this the Wuji Dao Sect?"

"We're not there yet. This is only the Reception Hall; Wuji Dao Sect is still ahead!" The girl, having been through so many days of teleportation with him, glanced at him and uncharacteristically spoke to him.

Yang Ji nodded and followed the girl's steps.

Emerging, he found that this place had built an array of Teleportation Grand Halls, and many youngsters, both male and female, were also emerging from other Teleportation Halls.

Just then, a dignified man in a purple robe flew in from above and commanded, "Follow me!"

The crowd immediately followed the man and flew forward.

Yang Ji took a look and followed as well.

As they flew, the Spiritual Energy in front of them became increasingly rich. Looking at the endless clouds of energy, deep and vast, Yang Ji's chest also became more open.

Below, the endless beauty, towering peaks, slowly entered his line of sight.

Yang Ji knew he was getting closer and closer to the Dao Sect, and a surge of excitement flowed in his heart involuntarily, a voice uncontrollably rising within him.

"Wuji Dao Sect, here I come!"