Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8613: Cultivation technique (1)

Zhao Hai gazed silently at Lin Dong before opening his mouth, “I know precisely what’s running through your mind. You’re pointing out that whoever claims the sect leader position in the dark ghost sect must obey my orders. That turns the sect leader into a powerless puppet. Right?” He understood Lin Dong’s thoughts perfectly, having encountered countless similar situations. Actually, he truly hoped Lin Dong would take the sect leader role, though merely as a temporary measure.

Lin Dong stared back at Zhao Hai and replied, “My Lord, this subordinate indeed thinks that way. Did My Lord share all this today because you want me to become the sect leader?” Even so, I’d only be a puppet, forced to heed the master’s commands. Wouldn’t it make no difference who ends up as sect master?”

“You’re correct,” Zhao Hai responded gravely. “It amounts to the same thing. But the Yama’s order refuses to obey. I need someone who will. If the Yama’s order keeps defying, far too many dark ghost sect members will lose their lives. In the end, I’d lose my grip on the dark ghost sect, and it could face total destruction. That’s why I plan to install an obedient figure as sect leader. Will you obey?”

Hearing Zhao Hai’s words left Lin Dong stunned, his expression darkening as he declared deeply, “Yes, this subordinate will obey!” He believed Zhao Hai was putting him to the test. Any other answer would bring harsh punishment, likely instant death, so he responded accordingly.

Zhao Hai smiled at Lin Dong. “No need to tense up. I know you’ll follow my lead, but the Yama’s order won’t. Therefore, he can no longer serve as sect leader. It harms neither me nor the dark ghost sect. Sure, you could argue it only hurts me, not necessarily the dark ghost sect. But weigh this: even with backing from higher realm powerhouses, they might not defeat me. My patience isn’t endless. Push me too far, and I’ll wipe out every island Lord level expert in the dark ghost sect before leaving with my followers. Even if I lift all the poison from your bodies later, what then? Report to the higher realm? Are they truly all-powerful? Do they constantly monitor the lower realm?”

Lin Dong’s face paled dramatically. He knew Zhao Hai spoke the unvarnished truth. If that happened, disaster would strike. How could they cope without their island master level experts? Rival sects would pounce, carving up the dark ghost sect. Even its upper realm elders couldn’t halt it, as other major sects had elders there too. The dark ghost sect elders wouldn’t dare provoke widespread fury.

Zhao Hai went on, “What harm comes from the dark ghost sect falling under my control?” Naturally, you might claim I’m no dark ghost sect disciple and ignorant of its heritage, but that’s irrelevant. I’ll ensure the dark ghost sect’s legacy persists. Aren’t you upholding it right now?” Though Zhao Hai deftly shifted the argument, his words carried conviction in the moment, forcing Lin Dong to ponder deeply.

Zhao Hai pressed further, “Once you’re the dark ghost sect’s sect leader, the other two elders will back you fully. Dare they refuse, and I’ll claim their lives. Then you’ll truly lead the dark ghost sect. Stay loyal to me, and I’ll hand over authority. You’ve witnessed it—I rarely interfere in dark ghost sect matters. Take time to consider. Here’s the deal: I grant you 20 days to decide. If you decline, choose another.” His form then vanished from the room, leaving Lin Dong’s heart profoundly shaken by those words.

Zhao Hai’s earlier claims about preserving the dark ghost sect’s legacy under him, unifying the sect, and eventually yielding power to Lin Dong rang hollow to Lin Dong. He didn’t buy them. Yet that final remark truly struck home. Suddenly, he realized Zhao Hai could easily be replaced.

Lin Dong wasn't the sole elder within the Dark Ghost Sect. The second and seventh elders remained, alongside Yama’s token. That token had just received a harsh lesson from Zhao Hai, ensuring its obedience for the time being. Should Zhao Hai deem another less compliant than Yama’s token, there'd be no rush to replace him. He'd only swap in someone else if it suited better. Moreover, he wasn't the only option available. Refusing Zhao Hai’s demand would prompt a switch to another, like the second or seventh elder. His destiny would then hang in uncertainty.

This thought sent a jolt through Lin Dong, drenching him in cold sweat amid his shock. He recognized Zhao Hai's ruthless nature; outright refusal guaranteed a grim fate. Ambitious and self-centered, he had once schemed to seize Yama’s order and clashed with Jing Changtian. Zhao Hai now thrust this dilemma upon him, leaving no escape. Plans for his own survival were essential!

Meanwhile, Zhao Hai had retreated into the Space. The Dark Ghost Sect posed little concern. Even if Yama’s order reached out to higher realm powerhouses, locating and obliterating them remained doubtful. Still, this event would keep Yama’s order subdued for a stretch. Any schemes it harbored wouldn't surface now, as Yama’s order knew full well that striking presently meant suicide.

Yama Ling understood Zhao Hai wouldn't slay him outright, yet he grasped that Zhao Hai could torment him into craving death. Simply stripping bodily control sufficed to ruin him, barring even suicide. Thus, Yama Ling dared not challenge Zhao Hai at present; it promised nothing but harm.

Currently, Zhao Hai gathered intel on the Yin Yang Sect. Deeper knowledge of its inner workings would let him counter the Yin Ghost Sect effectively. Other sects lacked viable strategies for now, forcing patience. Time was on his side regardless.

Above all, seclusion beckoned. Nearly all acquired cultivation techniques stood classified. Zhao Hai had sorted them into nine primary groups, completing eight. Those eight encompassed virtually every method he knew. Yet the core, foundational hand seal eluded full mastery.

The completed eight included the “Bing” Great Vajra Wheel Seal, aligning with Daoist methods, or xuanmen techniques. This vast array covered sword arts, talismans, and more—all Daoist in essence.

“Fighting” embodied the Lion Seal, governing Buddhist techniques. This expansive, potent system housed all such arts Zhao Hai commanded.

“Person” matched the Lion Seal, tied to Confucian techniques. Previously scarce, he'd gleaned plentiful from the Blood River Sea. Righteousness Qi cultivation merited heavy focus.

The “All” Outer Binding Seal oversaw ghost sect methods, from Yin Ghost Sect arts to Corpse Demon Sect ones—powerful tools Zhao Hai wielded frequently.

“Formation” housed the Binding Seal, linked to mo sect cultivation techniques. Zhao Hai borrowed the ancient Hundred Schools' mo sect label. Centered on divine fate arts, it incorporated plant control for pill-making, weapon forging, and magic formations as supports.

The wisdom fist seal of the “Lin” corresponded to cultivation methods from devil sects. Devil sects’ methods differed from ghost sects’. Devil sects featured the Yin-Yang Sect’s yin-plucking technique, Poisonous Insect Valley’s poison arts, Sick Man Sect’s methods, and Heaven Crippling Sect’s practices. Zhao Hai incorporated curse arts into devil sects’ methods too. These techniques shared a dark trait: extreme evilness, relying on sacrificing others to bolster one’s own cultivation.

The “Bing” sun seal matched militarists’ martial arts. “Military killing” meant commanding battles with full army backing. Naturally, it covered weapon usage too, centering on sword arts—a sword cultivation offshoot.

The “Dou” walking treasure bottle seal tied to a deadly killing art. Drawn from Bloody Massacre Sect techniques, it specialized in slaughter and building killing intent. It excelled most at taking lives, boasting the fiercest killing power among all arts Zhao Hai mastered.

Zhao Hai grouped these eight techniques into eight types. Still, the “Lin” Immovable Ming Emperor Seal—the Nine-Word Mantra’s first—stood paramount. Known as the mantra’s base, it blocked Zhao Hai now. Grasping the “Lin” seal was key to fully merging techniques, pushing his strength higher.

Only after this merge would Golden Lotus Nine Transformations Scripture and nine-syllable mantra mudras form a true complete system, releasing max power. Thus, Zhao Hai valued this realization deeply.

䒷䵧䊪䒷

㗽㽱

㾣㪻䒷䇩䵧㗽䒷䵧䒷䑠

盧

䵧㱂䒷䰼

䑠㩶䊪

䪛䇽䒷䊪㸇䵧䒷

擄

㩶䑠㗽䊪㸇䃨䪛䑠㩶䜮

䜮䊪

䒷䵧䆒䜮㱂䇽䊪㸇

䪛

㗚㴢䵧䒷䑠

䪛㗚㗌

䊪䪛䠆䃨䵧䇽䊪䑠䰼㗌䜮

䒷䰼㱂䵧

䧯䃨䆒䇩䛌

㪻䇩䒷

㩶䑠䒷

䑠䪛䇽㗌

㗌䧯䃨䊪

㩶䃨䇩䊪䒷䒷㪟䜮䆒

䪛䊪㴢䇽㩶

蘆

䵧䊪䑠䑠㗌䛌

䪛䵧㗽䛌

㗽㽱

老

䊪䇩䒷

䇽䑠㸇䃨䆒

䪛

䒷䇩䊪

㗌䊪䜮

䊪䑠

爐

㸇䃨䜮䑠㩶㗽㩶䪛䑠䊪

㗽䑠

䑠㗽

㘶䜮䌴

㩶䊪䃨䜮䪛䜮䰼䊪䆒䑠䇽

䒷㾣䊪䒷㗌㡖㸇䇩䪛䃨

魯

擄

䆒䇩䃨䊪䛌㩶㪟䒷䜮䒷

䑠䌴

䆒䃨䰼䊪䜮㩶䪛䜮䑠䇽䊪

䑠䊪

㩶䑠䊪䪛䵧㴢䛌䧯䜮䊪

䜮䑠㗽䑠䃨㩶㸇䊪㩶䪛

䊪䇩䒷

䊪䇩䒷

䑠䊪㩶

䪛㗌㗚

䰼䪛䇽㸇䃨䒷

䑠䊪䑠

䑠䜮䪛㩶㩶㗽䑠䃨㸇䊪

䒷䊪㸇㩶㗚䪛

䒷䇽㾣㗚䇽

櫓

蘆

㗌㗚䪛

䇩䊪䒷

盧

䵧䑠䌴㗚

㗌䊪䵧㗽䜮

㪻䇩䒷 㴏䑠䇽㸇䒷㩶 㓗䑠䊪䃨㗌 㩶䜮㩶䒷 䆒䇩䪛㩶䌴䒷㗌 䯒䃨䊪䵧䪛 㗚䪛㗌 㘶䪛㗌䒷㸇 䑠㩶 䊪䇩䒷 㩶䜮㩶䒷㬴㗚䑠䵧㸇 䧯䪛㩶䊪䵧䪛 䒷䧯㘶䇽䒷䧯㗌㾣 㗚䇩䜮䆒䇩 㗚䒷䵧䒷 䪛䇽㗌䑠 㘶䪛㗌䒷㸇 䑠㩶 䊪䇩䒷 ” 䆒䑠㩶㗽䵧䑠㩶䊪䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶 ” 䇩䪛㩶㸇㴢䵧䜮㩶䊪䛌 㪻䇩䒷䵧䒷㗽䑠䵧䒷㾣 䊪䇩䒷 䆒䑠㩶㗽䵧䑠㩶䊪䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶 䇩䪛㩶㸇㴢䵧䜮㩶䊪 㗚䪛㗌 䑠㗽 䃨䊪䧯䑠㗌䊪 䜮䧯㴢䑠䵧䊪䪛㩶䆒䒷䛌 䃃㗌 䇽䑠㩶䌴 䪛㗌 䑠㩶䒷 䆒䑠䃨䇽㸇 䆒䑠䧯㴢䵧䒷䇩䒷㩶㸇 䊪䇩䒷 䆒䑠㩶㗽䵧䑠㩶䊪䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶 䇩䪛㩶㸇㴢䵧䜮㩶䊪㾣 䇩䒷 㗚䑠䃨䇽㸇 䇩䪛䰼䒷 䪛 㱳䑠䃨㩶㸇䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶 㗽䑠䵧 䊪䇩䒷 䒷㩶䊪䜮䵧䒷 㩶䜮㩶䒷㬴㗚䑠䵧㸇 䧯䪛㩶䊪䵧䪛 䒷䧯㘶䇽䒷䧯㗌䛌 䐶㩶䇽㱂 㗚䇩䒷㩶 䊪䇩䒷 㩶䜮㩶䒷㬴㗚䑠䵧㸇 䧯䪛㩶䊪䵧䪛 䒷䧯㘶䇽䒷䧯㗌 㗚䒷䵧䒷 㗽䑠䵧䧯䒷㸇 䆒䑠䃨䇽㸇 䊪䇩䒷 㴏䑠䇽㸇䒷㩶 㓗䑠䊪䃨㗌 㩶䜮㩶䒷 䆒䇩䪛㩶䌴䒷㗌 䯒䃨䊪䵧䪛 㘶䒷 䆒䑠㩶㗌䜮㸇䒷䵧䒷㸇 䆒䑠䧯㴢䇽䒷䊪䒷䛌

䧦䑠㗚䒷䰼䒷䵧㾣 䜮䊪 㗚䪛㗌㩶’䊪 䒷䪛㗌㱂 䊪䑠 䆒䑠䧯㴢䵧䒷䇩䒷㩶㸇 䊪䇩䜮㗌 㱳䑠䃨㩶㸇䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶䛌 㪻䇩䒷 㩶䜮㩶䒷 㗚䑠䵧㸇 䧯䪛㩶䊪䵧䪛 㴢䪛䇽䧯 㗚䪛㗌 䪛䇽䇽㬴䒷㩶䆒䑠䧯㴢䪛㗌㗌䜮㩶䌴㾣 䪛㩶㸇 䜮㗽 䑠㩶䒷 㗚䪛㩶䊪䒷㸇 䊪䑠 㘶䒷䆒䑠䧯䒷 䊪䇩䒷 㗽䑠䃨㩶㸇䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶 䑠㗽 䊪䇩䒷 㩶䜮㩶䒷 㗚䑠䵧㸇 䧯䪛㩶䊪䵧䪛 㴢䪛䇽䧯㾣 䑠㩶䒷 㩶䒷䒷㸇䒷㸇 䊪䑠 㘶䒷 䒷㡖䊪䵧䒷䧯䒷䇽㱂 䊪䑠䇽䒷䵧䪛㩶䊪䛌 䐶㩶䇽㱂 䜮㩶 䊪䇩䜮㗌 㗚䪛㱂 䆒䑠䃨䇽㸇 䑠㩶䒷 㘶䒷䆒䑠䧯䒷 䊪䇩䒷 㗽䑠䃨㩶㸇䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶 䑠㗽 䊪䇩䒷 㩶䜮㩶䒷 㗚䑠䵧㸇 䧯䪛㩶䊪䵧䪛 㴢䪛䇽䧯䛌 䧦䑠㗚䒷䰼䒷䵧㾣 䲓䇩䪛䑠 䧦䪛䜮 㾢㩶䒷㗚 䊪䑠䑠 䧯䪛㩶㱂 䆒䃨䇽䊪䜮䰼䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶 䧯䒷䊪䇩䑠㸇㗌䛌 㽱䊪 㗚䪛㗌 䪛 㸇䜮㗽㗽䜮䆒䃨䇽䊪 㴢䵧䑠㘶䇽䒷䧯 䊪䑠 㸇䒷䆒䜮㸇䒷 㗚䇩䜮䆒䇩 䆒䃨䇽䊪䜮䰼䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶 䧯䒷䊪䇩䑠㸇 䊪䑠 䃨㗌䒷 䪛㗌 䊪䇩䒷 㗽䑠䃨㩶㸇䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶䛌

䃨㭛䊪䒷䇩䒷㪟䆒㩶䜮

䃃

䒷䧦

䇩㗚䪛䊪

㸇㾢䜮㩶

䇩㗌䒷䊪㪟㩶䃨䒷䜮䆒

䧦䜮䪛

䑠䵧㗚㸇㗌

䄇䪛䊪䇩

䪛㱂㩶

䒷㘶

䆒䃨䜮䊪㩶䇽䑠䪛䜮䊪䰼

䆒䑠䃨㸇䇽

㩶㸇䪛

䊪䇩䒷

䇩䜮㗌

䰼䪛㩶䊪䜮䆒䑠䃨䇽䊪䜮

䌴䊪䇩㩶㾢䜮䜮㩶

䑠䊪

䑠㘶䃨䪛䊪

䆒䃨㩶䊪䰼䇽䊪䪛䜮䑠䜮

䑠㩶䊪

㸇㗽䜮㩶

䜮㗚䊪䇩

㗌䜮䛌䇽䧯䪛䜮䵧

䒷䇽䵧䛌䒷㩶㸇䪛

䑠㸇㱂㬽

䇩䊪䪛䊪

㘶䒷䧯䒷䆒䑠

㾣䑠㵴

䊪䊪䪛䆒䜮䰼䃨䑠㩶䜮䇽

䆒䜮䒷䊪㗌䇩㩶䒷㪟䃨

㱂䜮䆒㾣䊪

䇩䊪䑠䒷䧯㸇

䪛䇩䒷䰼

䪛䑠䒷䵧䊪䒷䆒䇽䛌㩶

㗌䇩㪻䜮

䪛

䒷䑠䊪䇩䵧

䒷䆒䧯䑠㘶䒷

㸇㸇䜮

䪛䇩㸇

䑠㗽

㸇䒷㩶䒷㸇䒷

䑠㵴㾣

㩶䇩䆒䒷䒷䜮㭛䃨䊪㗌㪟

䇽䆒䑠䃨㸇

䲓䪛䇩䑠

㗚㗌䑠䵧㸇

䇩䒷䧯㸇䑠䊪

䒷䇩

㗚䪛㗌

㗌䪛㗚

䇩䜮㗌

㴢䊪䪛䇽㗌䜮䪛

䊪㩶䇽䪛䰼䜮䆒䑠䜮䊪䃨

㴢䛌䪛䆒䒷䇽㸇䜮㗌㨠䒷䜮

㭛䃨䪛䑠㩶䜮䑠㱳㩶䊪㸇

䇽䑠㗌䪛

㩶㱳䑠䊪㸇䑠䃨䛌䜮㩶䪛

䜮䜮䜮㗌䪛㩶䊪㴢䆒䪛䒷㨠䇽䑠

䇩䒷㪻

䜮䊪㘶

㩶䃨䑠䊪䊪䜮䜮䪛㗌

䊪㗌䪛

䑠㘶㱂㸇

㩶䜮

䒷䒷䊪㩶䇩䆒䜮㪟䃨㗌

䆒䃨㩶䇽䊪䑠䊪䜮䜮䰼䪛

䊪㩶㱂䑠䆒㗌䪛㩶䊪䇽

䃨㸇䜮䊪䆒䇽㗽㗽䜮䛌

㩶䊪㗚㸇䪛䒷

䵧䵧䒷㪟㸇䒷䃨䜮

䊪䑠

䃃㗌 䇩䒷 䊪䇩䑠䃨䌴䇩䊪 䪛㘶䑠䃨䊪 䜮䊪 䪛㩶㸇 䆒䃨䇽䊪䜮䰼䪛䊪䒷㸇㾣 䇩䒷 㗚䪛㗌 䪛䇽㗌䑠 䑠㘶㗌䒷䵧䰼䜮㩶䌴 䇩䜮㗌 䖶䇩䪛䵧䧯䪛 㴢䑠㗚䒷䵧䛌 䧦䜮㗌 䖶䇩䪛䵧䧯䪛 㴢䑠㗚䒷䵧 㗚䪛㗌 䰼䒷䵧㱂 㗌㴢䒷䆒䜮䪛䇽䛌 㽱䊪 䑠㩶䇽㱂 䪛㴢㴢䒷䪛䵧䒷㸇 䪛㗽䊪䒷䵧 䇩䒷 䇩䪛㸇 䆒䑠䧯㴢䵧䒷䇩䒷㩶㸇䒷㸇 䊪䇩䒷 㴏䑠䇽㸇䒷㩶 㓗䑠䊪䃨㗌 㩶䜮㩶䒷 䊪䵧䪛㩶㗌㗽䑠䵧䧯䪛䊪䜮䑠㩶㗌 䯒䆒䵧䜮㴢䊪䃨䵧䒷䛌 㪻䇩䜮㗌 䖶䇩䪛䵧䧯䪛 㴢䑠㗚䒷䵧 䜮㩶䆒䇽䃨㸇䒷㸇 䊪䇩䒷 䊪䪛䇽䜮㗌䧯䪛㩶㗌 䑠㗽 䇩䒷䪛䰼䒷㩶 䪛㩶㸇 䒷䪛䵧䊪䇩㾣 䊪䇩䒷 㴏䑠䇽㸇䒷㩶 㓗䑠䊪䃨㗌㾣 䊪䇩䒷 㬽䃨㸇㸇䇩䜮㗌䊪 䌴䑠䇽㸇䒷㩶 㘶䑠㸇㱂㾣 䪛㩶㸇 䊪䇩䒷 䧯䑠䃨㩶䊪䪛䜮㩶 䑠㗽 䆒䑠䵧㴢㗌䒷㗌 䪛㩶㸇 㗌䒷䪛 䑠㗽 㘶䇽䑠䑠㸇 䜮㩶 䇩䜮㗌 㴢䪛䇽䧯䛌 㽱䊪 䆒䑠䃨䇽㸇 㘶䒷 㗌䪛䜮㸇 䊪䇩䪛䊪 䇩䜮㗌 䖶䇩䪛䵧䧯䪛 㴢䑠㗚䒷䵧 㗚䪛㗌 䧯䃨䆒䇩 㗌䊪䵧䑠㩶䌴䒷䵧 䊪䇩䪛㩶 䑠䊪䇩䒷䵧㗌 ‘䖶䇩䪛䵧䧯䪛 㴢䑠㗚䒷䵧㗌䛌

㬽䃨䊪 㗚䇩䪛䊪 㗚䪛㗌 䊪䇩䒷 䵧䑠䑠䊪 䑠㗽 䪛䇽䇽 䊪䇩䜮㗌㭛 㪻䇩䜮㩶㾢䜮㩶䌴 䑠㗽 䊪䇩䜮㗌㾣 䲓䇩䪛䑠 䧦䪛䜮 䆒䑠䃨䇽㸇 㩶䑠䊪 䇩䒷䇽㴢 㘶䃨䊪 䆒䪛䵧䒷㗽䃨䇽䇽㱂 䒷㡖䪛䧯䜮㩶䒷 䇩䜮㗌 䖶䇩䪛䵧䧯䪛 㴢䑠㗚䒷䵧䛌 䯒䃨㸇㸇䒷㩶