Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8609: Classification _1

“My Lord, what should we do next?” Yu Qing gazed at Zhao Hai and questioned in a low tone. He now truly admired Zhao Hai greatly. Zhao Hai's past circumstances closely resembled his own—the Yu family wiped out, leaving him isolated within the dark ghost sect. Yet, that event had planted a demon in his heart, halting his cultivation progress. In stark contrast, Zhao Hai had steadily advanced. His power had surged dramatically, and he had further bolstered it immensely. This achievement was simply too astonishing.

Zhao Hai smiled faintly and replied, “There's no hurry. Right now, our focus must be on boosting our strength to make it even mightier. Only like that can we enjoy a superior life. In the future, once we enter the blood sea realm, nobody will dare to underestimate us.”

Yu Qing gave a nod. He glanced at Zhao Hai and suggested, “Master, allow me to return to the dark ghost sect and monitor things for you. How does that sound?” Yu Qing understood clearly that he offered little value outside. At present, he was merely an ordinary Island Lord level expert, and Zhao Hai had plenty like him. However, going back to the dark ghost sect would provide significant aid to Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai shook his head and responded, “No need. Stay here and get accustomed to the sect's affairs. Also, from now on, just address me as sect leader among our own people—never in front of outsiders. Go rest up for now. Our immediate goal is aiding the yin ghost sect against the Yin Yang sect's assault. We've toiled hard to seize control of the yin ghost sect; we won't let the Yin Yang sect claim our rewards.”

“Yes,” Yu Qing acknowledged before departing. A room had already been prepared for him outside. Zhao Hai let out a breath of relief, then visited Laura and the others. After organizing matters, he retreated to a quiet chamber. Zhao Hai still aimed to elevate his power. He sought greater might. With the capability to challenge higher realm powerhouses, he could devour the dark ghost sect outright and even disclose his bloody massacre sect identity.

In truth, Zhao Hai already harbored certain plans. He discovered he could sort the techniques he had mastered, then fuse these categories into his nine words mantra palm print. Afterward, he would merge them all seamlessly. He was confident his power would then soar tremendously.

The nine word mantra palm encompassed everything. Yet, Zhao Hai had never meticulously classified his acquired techniques. Now that he could, he planned to employ the nine word mantra palm as the base, allocating all his learned methods across these palm seals. Each seal would embody a distinct technique type. He would then gradually insight and integrate them. By that point, he believed his strength would reach its zenith.

Naturally, Zhao Hai knew well that outwardly, he relied on the nine-word mantra handprint as foundation. Truly, however, his sole base was the heaven and earth talisman. That talisman truly held all things, with the heaven talisman capable of encompassing everything. But he had barely grasped a fraction of the heaven and earth talisman, unable to wield its might. Thus, he started from the nine-word mantra handprint.

Zhao Hai's knowledge spanned vast complexities. Still, it fell into nine broad categories. He merely aimed to refine these divisions further. Yet, this proved no simple feat, demanding extensive time. Indeed, only with the biological brain's aid could Zhao Hai manage it. An average person could never achieve this. Should an ordinary cultivator master Zhao Hai's vast skills, sorting them into nine categories would require centuries at least. For Zhao Hai, it was far simpler.

Seated calmly in his quiet room, Zhao Hai methodically classified all his learned arts. He had delved into both righteous and demonic paths, poison techniques, ghost cultivation methods, Confucian righteous Qi, Buddhist practices, and Daoist arts. He had absorbed them all. Moreover, aided by the biological brain, his mastery in these areas matched the top experts—no more, no less.

Yet, simply judging by the names of the cultivation techniques wouldn't allow for proper classification, would it? Truthfully, sorting them required evaluating their real applications. This task proved somewhat challenging. Thankfully, the biological brain lent its aid. Without it, Zhao Hai might have remained trapped in his closed-door cultivation indefinitely.

Even with Zhao Hai in seclusion, events unfolded relentlessly outside. The ongoing skirmishes between the yin ghost sect and the Yin Yang sect showed no signs of halting. In the end, the yin ghost sect took hits, as their standing had weakened from its former strength. Hence, enduring setbacks in these clashes was entirely expected.

Since the ghost shadow group had slain several Island Lord-level experts from the yin-yang sect, its members burned with intense hatred toward them. Still, they were helpless. The ghost shadow group steered clear of operations in yin-yang Pass territory. On the flip side, reports of their movements in other sects' domains lacked solid proof. Thus, the ghost shadow group moved with extreme caution. Only a handful knew their ways—they performed rigorous background checks, canceling deals instantly if anything seemed off.

Those who had previously allied with the ghost shadow group and earned their trust faced brutal retaliation for any betrayal. Ghost shadow group members were no pushovers. They struck without mercy in kills. As a result, the Yin Yang sect couldn't track them down, let alone strike back. These days, Yin Yang sect cultivators, including Island Lord-level powerhouses, always traveled in groups. This situation left Yin Yang sect members thoroughly frustrated.

King Yama's directives concerned another matter entirely. He had warned the dark ghost sect's Island Lords that ghost shadows now dominated the dark ghost sect. Zhao Hai allowed them one month to spread the word. Failure meant Zhao Hai would eliminate them himself. Frankly, King Yama harbored no further desire to wipe out the dark ghost sect.

That month vanished in an instant. Zhao Hai kept the matter firmly in mind. He emerged from closed-door cultivation right on schedule. Throughout the period, he devised a preliminary scheme for categorizing his obtained cultivation techniques. Mastering this approach enabled him to split them into numerous categories swiftly and efficiently.

Zhao Hai materialized within Yama Ling’s study. He never eased up on watching Yama Ling and his companions. Laura and the others handled the personal oversight, underscoring his keen attention. He recognized Yama Ling and the rest wouldn't stay truly compliant. Unwavering control was vital to avert any chaos. Slaying them wasn't his current aim—instead, delivering a stern lesson to Yama Ling and company suited his plans.

Though Yama Ling and the others appeared utterly obedient over the past month, Zhao Hai maintained full vigilance. He understood well that types like Yama Ling were sly old foxes, feigning submission only when outmatched. Mistaking their compliance for genuineness would prove fatal. Their present decorum was pure theater. Seize the moment, and they'd lunge to savage you. Multiple encounters with Zhao Hai ensured they too never dropped their defenses.

King Yama appeared to anticipate Zhao Hai's arrival, with the four already gathered in the study awaiting him. Zhao Hai's sudden manifestation from the study's shadows escaped their notice initially, but realization dawned quickly. Spotting him, they sprang up at once, bowing deeply as they chorused, “My Lord.”

Zhao Hai glanced at them and flicked his hand dismissively. “No need for such formalities. Tell me, what progress have you made this month?” He skipped all pretense, marching directly to Yama Ling’s chair and claiming it like the master of the house. Yama Ling betrayed no hint of displeasure, earning a grudging respect from Zhao Hai. This fellow possessed remarkable forbearance.

Yama Ling positioned himself before Zhao Hai and spoke in a grave tone, “My Lord, we have notified the island leaders of the dark ghost sect on the third level of the island. Several pledged loyalty to you after Mogg and the others disciplined them. We will reach the rest within the coming two months. Rest assured, My Lord.” By uttering “My Lord,” Yama Ling signaled utter capitulation, aiming to dispel Zhao Hai's suspicions against him.

Zhao Hai nodded in approval. “Well done. I’ve heard of the recent conflict with the yin-yang sect. No need to worry about it. We have pressing matters of our own right now; otherwise, we could unite our forces and teach the yin-yang sect a proper lesson. But it comes to the same thing. Once our work is complete, we’ll handle the yin-yang sect. So, don’t fret. Alright, I won’t add more. Carry out your tasks, and keep my previous words in mind. Don’t betray me, or face the consequences.” With that, Zhao Hai’s figure vanished from the chair.

Once Zhao Hai had departed, Yama Ling straightened his posture, his face devoid of emotion. He scanned the room thoroughly, and only after confirming Zhao Hai’s absence did he settle back into his chair. Gazing at Lin Dong and the others, he spoke in a grave tone, “That’s enough. You three, return. The next two months will keep us occupied. With the yin-yang sect launching constant attacks on us, I suspect they’re probing our strength. Our immediate task is to counter them. I want to uncover whatever tricks they’re plotting.” He displayed no opposition to the meeting with Zhao Hai, and he kept his own plans hidden from Lin Dong and the rest.