My Informative Cultivation Life

Boom!

Yang Ji reached out with a claw from across the distance, like a shooting star, with Demonic Qi shooting out in all directions, and the force it contained was terrifyingly powerful.

Mo Tao was secretly astonished; he was confident that he could annihilate the opposing Demon King with a mere gesture, but the man before him was an exception—a hidden genius with abundant combat experience and formidable strength.

He conceded to Yang Ji's wish and displayed another powerful Divine Skill.

"Darkening Sky!" Mo Tao's body shook as rolling darkness spread out from within him. In an instant, a pitch-black sky, like that of the Mo Tian, unfolded behind him, enveloping everything.

"With Darkening Sky, I imprison everything and devour everything. In the name of the Demon God, I bestow upon you death," Mo Tao declared as he fully unleashed his great Divine Skill, instantly trapping Yang Ji.

"Darkening Sky, well played," laughed Yang Ji heartily. Boom! Demonic Qi surged around his body as he unleashed Nine Nether Claw and Asura Finger like a torrent of rain, fiercely bombarding the Mo Tian.

Although Mo Tao was merely a Demonic Clone, Yang Ji knew this was not like Di Xuansha's Split Mind Clone of the Heavenly Demon, carrying a different consciousness. This one had all of Mo Tao's memories and could use all his Divine Skills.

Yang Ji was aware that neither Nine Nether Claw nor Asura Finger would defeat Mo Tao, so he secretly performed the Demonic Soul Melody.

A melody that shattered the soul, and mysterious black notes appeared in Mo Tao's mind in an instant, turning into a black millstone that suppressed his Demon Soul.

Mo Tao suddenly let out a scream; Divine Skill backlash occurred, the dark Mo Tian dissipated immediately, he stumbled back two steps, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Lan Zhen and the others were astonished and didn't yet understand what had happened when they saw this drastic change.

Yang Ji strode forward, Demonic Qi swirling under his feet, and in one step he approached Mo Tao and firmly grasped his throat.

Before he could speak, Yang Ji fiercely executed the Nine Nether Claw, immediately reducing him to pulp, which he then stuffed into his sleeve.

Yang Ji dared not take him into the Mount Sea World, for this was only Mo Tao's clone; what it saw would be like what the main body saw. If he were taken inside, it would certainly alert him to something amiss.

This all happened extremely quickly; just moments ago they were in dire straits, death looming, and in an instant, all the demons were obliterated, even Mo Tao's identity was suppressed.

The few Heavenly Demons behind were still in shock and had yet to come to their senses.

It was Lan Zhen who first recovered, giving Yang Ji a complex look, and said, "Brother, thank you for saving our lives this time."

"Since I've saved your lives, shouldn't there be some kind of gesture?" Yang Ji said with a slight smile, nonchalantly taking out his Identity Token, making his implication quite clear.

"Certainly, certainly!" Several demons nodded and laughed. They were now agreeable and shrewdly transferred half of their Contribution Points.

Lin Lu's expression changed slightly, clutching the Identity Token, also fearing provoking Yang Ji at this moment and ending up suppressed. Hesitant, without a word, he did the same.

Lan Zhen sighed softly and likewise transferred half of her Contribution Points.

In an instant, Yang Ji gained a total of one million five hundred thousand Contribution Points, feeling truly elated, with the most remarkable one million points coming from Lan Zhen.

He felt contented and immediately turned his gaze towards a corner of the corridor, casually saying, "You've been watching for so long, aren't you coming out?"

"Ah? How did you find me?" Suddenly, from the dark corner came a crisp female voice, followed by the emergence of an adorable-looking girl. At this moment, her delicate lips parted in utter surprise as she stared at Yang Ji.

Seeing this girl, Lan Zhen's expression subtly shifted.

"You're likewise under my protection, hand over your Contribution Points," Yang Ji said indifferently.

"Humph, you're quite overbearing, aren't you? I have the 'Free-Traveling Shuttle'; even the Demon Lord can't catch me, who needs your protection?" The girl snorted proudly, showing off the palm-sized, oval shuttle in her hand.

"Free-Traveling Shuttle?" Yang Ji looked up, inwardly surprised; this little device was actually a Superior Demon Instrument, which was as powerful as a Superior Dao Artifact. This mere Demon King Realm girl possessed such a treasure.

A Superior Demon Instrument, Yang Ji realized in an instant that this girl must have an extraordinary background.

It was then Lan Zhen transmitted a message, "Brother, this is the Demon Consort's younger sister, Mo Yan!"

"Hmm? The Demon Consort's sister? Which Demon Consort? Is it the lady in charge of Taichu's Department of External Affairs, the Demon Consort?" Yang Ji paused, and quickly sent a message back to confirm.

"That's right!" Lan Zhen returned the message.

Yang Ji looked at the girl who appeared naive, and his eyes shifted as he quickly began to plot.

(Today is Saturday, apart from this chapter, I guarantee at least six thousand words. If I can't manage it, I'll go directly eunuch! I'm used to writing four thousand words; the sudden urge to burst out is still difficult. Take it slow, six thousand today, seven thousand tomorrow, eight thousand the day after... Suddenly, I've found the feeling of storytelling again.)