My Informative Cultivation Life

With these thoughts, Yang Ji immediately rose and made his way to the Hell Arena.

The Hell Arena was on par with the Training Ground of the Heavenly Demons and the Ten Directions Training Ground. It was a locale forged by the Mahayana Cultivators of the Sect using Great Divine Power, meant for disciples to undergo trials.

It was connected to an underground world, the domain of the Earth Demon race.

The underground world was rich in ores, Spirit Veins, and various rare materials. The Sect used Divine Power to carve out a relatively fertile training ground, which all disciples could enter to explore and cultivate themselves.

However, since it was a training ground, there were dangers.

According to the records, many disciples who ventured into the training grounds each year would perish, but equally, the rewards were also very substantial.

Some disciples delved deep into the underground world and managed to find many rare treasures, such as Earth Spirit Milk, Myriad Iron Essence, Supreme Spirit Mines, Immortal Crystal Stones, and so on.

Despite the dangers, where there were benefits, nothing could hold back the many disciples who still went.

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After several Teleportation Arrays, Yang Ji now arrived in front of a palace labeled "Entrance to the Hell Arena."

The hall was bustling with activity, with numerous disciples coming and going. He immediately found a less crowded teleportation passage and proceeded through it.

"Is the fellow disciple here to enter the Hell Arena?" a Divine Transformation Steward guarding the Teleportation Array stopped Yang Ji.

"Yes, elder brother, I plan to experience the Hell Arena," Yang Ji replied.

"You can reach the training ground directly through the Teleportation Array beneath your feet. There is a light shield there, within which our Sect's experts are stationed. However, outside the light shield, you are unprotected and are susceptible to the danger of the Earth Demon race any time," the steward explained.

"I understand," Yang Ji nodded.

"Good, in that case, you can proceed. Be careful and try not to venture too deep alone," the steward cautioned.

Yang Ji nodded in acknowledgment, took his place on the teleportation array, and after a dizzying whirl, he had arrived in the underground world.

Although it was underground, it wasn't entirely dark here; it seemed as though the worlds above and below were inverted.

There was a sky here too, albeit a dark one, with only some tiny luminescent organisms floating in the void, casting small dots of light that lent the underground world a touch of brightness.

The region was filled with rich black soil, which had a strong earthy smell.

There were mountain ranges and rivers, but seldom green vegetation, overall presenting a dark palette.

Yang Ji glanced back and saw a palace from whence radiated a light shield covering a radius of ten miles.

Clearly, this was the protective barrier.

Yang Ji checked the map in his sea of consciousness, followed the directions, and flew forward.

It wasn't long before he had left the confines of the light shield.

For safety's sake, he stopped flying and started walking across the black soil.

This place belonged to the Earth Demon race after all; flying would be too conspicuous. If a Demon Lord noticed him, he could be snatched up from miles away—so it was best not to draw too much attention.

Thus, he moved forward with his aura concealed, traveling several hundred miles until suddenly, Yang Ji opened his eyes and saw a message displayed, "Three Lesser Earth Demon Kings are lurking in a pit ahead."

Three Lesser Earth Demon Kings?

They were equivalents of beings in the Nascent Soul Realm, and he had unexpectedly encountered three at once.

The three Earth Demon Kings blocked his essential path forward. As Yang Ji pondered, he quietly approached, his ears picking up faint sounds of sinister laughter.

"Hey, these humans really have a death wish, daring to come to our Earth Demon race's territory for training. It's simply inviting death. The treasures beneath the earth are not for them to touch."

"Human Cultivators are excellent supplements. Eating one is worth years, even a decade, of hard cultivation, and they taste exquisite. The more the better, I hope they keep coming."

"Hey, I heard the other day, the Red Bank Demon Emperor used a treasure to set a trap and devoured many Dao Sect disciples. Their flesh was savory, the experience was so satisfying."

"We mustn't be careless. Among the Dao Sect disciples are powerful individuals. There's one named Qing Feng, a Divine Transformation Cultivator, who barged in for a hundred thousand miles, slaying many of our Demon Kings with such arrogance. Even our Chi Xiao Demon Sage personally intervened but failed to capture him, enraging the Demon Lord."

"Indeed, the Wuji Dao Sect has no lack of fierce individuals, but how could our Earth Demon race be without masters? We simply kill each other. It's been long since I tasted human Cultivators; I miss it."

"Hey, we've staked out here today, and if we could run into a female human Cultivator, that would be perfect. I'd draw her Yin essence while enjoying her tender flesh, just thinking about it makes it delightful."

"Really? How wonderful?" Suddenly, a cold voice echoed in the ears of the three Earth Demon Kings.

"Who?"

Caught off guard, a fearsome and oppressive aura enveloped them, causing them to pale in shock, and they all glared and drew their blades, retreating three zhang in alarm.

By now, Yang Ji had also gotten a clear look at their appearances.

One Earth Demon had a green face and sharp fangs, with spikes growing on its back.

Another Earth Demon was covered in armor, with a gaping maw.

The third Earth Demon had the feet and claws of a beast and resembled the human race, except for the horns on its head.

Upon seeing Yang Ji, the three demons exclaimed in anger and shock, "A human cultivator?"

"Exactly!" The response they received was a dazzling radiance and an unparalleled Sword Qi. As Yang Ji spread the sword wings on his back, countless sharp strands of Sword Qi formed a strangling pattern, launching an attack with incomparable speed and instantly cleaving the three stunned Earth Demon Kings in half.

The peerless and blazing Sword Qi passed through the bodies of the three demons, annihilating their Primordial Spirits along with it.

In a blink of an eye, the three demons were dead.

"Heh heh, these demon chiefs encountered you, a star of slaughter, and still thought about feasting on flesh... oh, no, they dared to provoke the Lord, even wanting to eat your flesh, truly courting death. Let me consume them to avenge the Lord, whoa!"

The Buddha Child suddenly flew out from the sleeve, his body wrapped in billowing dark qi and surging demon flame, transforming into a giant demonic mouth that seemed capable of swallowing the heavens and earth, and instantly devoured the bodies of the three Earth Demon Kings.

After the Buddha Child retracted his Divine Skills, he belched contentedly, patted his belly, and revealed a satisfied expression.

"You little rascal," Yang Ji said with a sidelong glance.

"Heh heh, Lord, their bodies would be a waste just lying there; it's better to let me consume them to increase my cultivation. Once I grow stronger, I can serve the Lord even better," said the Buddha Child with a sheepish smile.

"What Divine Skill is this?" Yang Ji asked.

"Lord, this is Buddha-Demon Devours Heaven and Earth, a Great Divine Power from the Buddha-Demon Scripture. With this Divine Skill, I can consume all things to increase my magical power," Buddha Child replied with a chuckle.

Yang Ji gave him a glance and said nothing further. The Buddha Child promptly dove back into his sleeve.

Along the way, he encountered several ferocious Earth Demons, all of which he dispatched.

The Buddha Child hid in the sleeve, consuming as they went, very content.

Following the map, and delving deep for thirty thousand li, Yang Ji finally arrived at the side of a mountain.

The mountain was bare, covered with disorderly rocks, nothing special to look at.

However, according to the map, the Ziyang Tree was inside a cave within this mountain range.

Following the faint aura emitted by the map, after searching for a while, Yang Ji finally noticed something on a rock wall.

The aura emanating from the rock wall was identical to that coming from the map given to him by Elder Chun Ye.

"There's a seal! It seems that there was originally a cave here, and it appears Elder Chun Ye had secretly sealed it in the past," Yang Ji said with a look of joy.

At that moment, perhaps in response to the aura on the rock wall, the map in his mind transformed into a stream of light that shot out and hit the rock wall.

Suddenly, the rock wall rippled like water, and with a flash of spiritual light, the cave reappeared.

Seeing this, Yang Ji took a peek inside, and a look of joy spread across his face; he then teleported inside.

When he emerged, his face was brimming with a smile, clearly indicating that he had obtained three mature Ziyang Fruits within.

Three of them, enough to raise his Spiritual Root to a superior level.

Yang Ji had not expected to obtain the Ziyang Fruits so easily; it truly was a stroke of good fortune.

He could not help but wonder, perhaps he too was a child of destiny; otherwise, why would his luck be so good?

Despite his elation, he did not forget that this was the Hell Arena, so after concealing the Cave Mansion, he left the place.

(To be continued later.)