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My Informative Cultivation Life

Yang Ji transmigrated to a world of immortals, where he could see various information displays invisible to others. He looked at a chunk of ore, "Mystic Iron Ore". He looked at a dead frog, "Died of Gu Insect, dead for fifty breaths". He looked at the sky, "The sky is overcast, and a heavy rain will pour down in an hour". He looked at humans, "Thinking", "I want to seize your body", "Angry", "Sneaky". When he looked at himself, a proficiency panel appeared. With the attributes he could see, Yang Ji sought good fortune and avoided disaster. Step by step, he walked the path to the supreme immortal way.

Rivers and lakes are beyond human control · Oriental
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Chapter 170 Subduing the Mahayana_2

"Good!" At this moment, the fifteen Mahayana Cultivators of the Floating Luo Sea had reached a silent consensus.

Yang Ji's expression also became serious as he said, "I am a person who never likes to beat around the bush. I speak directly. The cordiality I have shown towards you indeed stems from recognizing your strength. If you can be of use to me, I certainly will not harm you maliciously."

"After all, cultivation is not easy. Everyone has gone through thousands of years of arduous cultivation, reaching the realms of Nascent Soul and Mahayana, with the path to becoming an Immortal clear before you, and even hoping to ascend. If you were to perish, and your Dao dissolve, how regrettable that would be!"

"Take you, for example, a man of upright spirit and clear thoughts, becoming a Tribulation Immortal should be well within your grasp. If you were to die, wouldn't all your cultivation have been in vain?" Yang Ji looked at the Supreme Elder of the Haoran Sect and shook his head.