Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8636: The test _1

Upon returning to the headquarters, Zhao Hai sensed a transformation in the ambiance. A jubilant vibe now prevailed, with grins lighting up every face. Their expressions revealed their thoughts to Zhao Hai instantly. They had driven the Blood Sea Realm's premier sect into chaotic infighting—a triumph that filled them with pride. Even without public acclaim, their delight was unmistakable.

Zhao Hai gathered Chang Jun and the rest in his study. With all present, he eyed them solemnly and declared, "Our latest operation achieved stunning success. We forced the Corpse Demon Sect into this disarray, beyond even my anticipations. Still, it's a boon for us regardless. Yet, the moment isn't ripe to confront the Corpse Demon Sect directly. Their internal conflict means striking one faction bolsters the other. Assaulting both could forge an alliance between them." Although the upper-realm ancestor of the Corpse Demon Sect hasn't acted to restore unity, I'm certain he lives. Simultaneous attacks on both sides might draw him out against us—a dire outcome. "Thus, we'll set the Corpse Demon Sect aside for now and handle them leisurely when the right chance emerges."

All chorused their assent. Zhao Hai's words were beyond question for them. He had elevated them all personally, and this victory had forged idolization in their hearts. Dissent was unthinkable.

Zhao Hai surveyed them and pressed on, "Shelving the Corpse Demon Sect doesn't imply inaction elsewhere. Critical tasks loom ahead. Have you overlooked our primary aim?" The group paused in surprise, then Chang Jun blurted, "Sect Leader, are you referring to targeting the Yin Yang Sect?"

With a nod, Zhao Hai intoned deeply, "Our swift handling of the Corpse Demon Sect yielded ample intel on the Yin Yang Sect. We can commence operations against them now. What's your view?"

Not a soul dissented. Riding high on arrogance, they fancied subduing the entire Blood Sea Realm. In this fervor, challenging the Yin Yang Sect sparked unanimous, thrilled approval.

Their buoyant looks didn't provoke Zhao Hai's ire. Current pride was acceptable, despite past prowess. The Blood Slaughter Sect's ravaging had sapped their spirits—a hindrance. Aspiring to greatness demanded a spark of arrogance. Without it, no true sect disciple emerged.

Still, the Blood Slaughter Sect's thrashing had shattered their confidence utterly. Vengeance burned, yet pride evaporated. Hence, Zhao Hai sought to reignite it. Overweening arrogance spelled trouble, but total lack left one gutless. Pride needed precise calibration, or none would respect you.

Zhao Hai nodded approvingly at the assembly. "Excellent, your consensus gladdens me. Zhu Yong, brief us on the Yin Yang Sect's details." He shot a look at the quietly seated Zhu Yong in the corner. Zhu Yong acknowledged promptly, rising swiftly. He produced several jade slips, distributing one per person. Then, he delved into the Yin Yang Sect's circumstances.

The Yin Yang Sect commanded more than 13,000 islands, boasting over 15,000 Island Lord-level powerhouses—a formidable force. Above all, their elite Yin-Yang Dual-Pole Team stood out, split into Yin Team of female cultivators and Yang Team of males. This 100,000-strong unit brimmed with mighty experts, rendering them exceptionally tough foes.

These facets demanded close scrutiny. The rest, including the Yin Yang Sect's peculiar cultivation techniques, was familiar to all. Thus, Zhu Yong skimmed over them briefly.

Zhao Hai examined the details inside the Jade slip. Its contents offered far greater depth than Zhu Yong's account, exactly what he required. He felt deeply impressed by Zhu Yong's efforts in intelligence collection. Throughout the blood sea realm, save for the Rahu sect, data covered nearly every other sect. That said, the Rahu sect stood as an eternal taboo zone with minimal outer contact. Acquiring their information proved incredibly challenging.

Having reviewed the report, Zhao Hai faced the group and declared, “Everyone has seen the situation. Now, I’ll assign everyone a task. When you return, draft a battle plan for me. Whatever thoughts cross your minds, commit them to paper and deliver to me. Fear not doing it perfectly—this serves as your evaluation. I wish to assess your present capabilities. Dismissed.” Through this, Zhao Hai aimed to uncover any strategic geniuses among them. Such commanding talents were exceedingly rare.

From a battle plan, countless insights emerged, including one's personal combat approach. Enhancing their strengths posed no challenge for Zhao Hai. With thorough training, they would sharpen into his most lethal weapons.

The group froze upon hearing Zhao Hai's order, yet swiftly assented and departed clutching the reports. After farewells to Laura and the rest, Zhao Hai vanished from the medium. In the next instant, he materialized within Lin Dong’s study at the yin ghost sect. Lin Dong and Yama Ling occupied the study, strategizing against the Yin Yang sect. They too burned to confront it, but pondered the best way to raise it with Zhao Hai. Precisely then, he appeared.

Spotting Zhao Hai, Lin Dong and his companions hurried forward to bow deeply. “Greetings, master (young master)!” Lin Dong's faction addressed Zhao Hai as “master,” while Yama Ling's called him “young master.” Admiration now filled them completely for Zhao Hai. Having ravaged the mightiest corpse demon sect to ruins, how could they not stand in awe?

Zhao Hai gazed at them, nodded, then intoned gravely, “Alright, take seats.” He claimed Lin Dong’s chair first. They acknowledged promptly, settled into their positions below him, and none sensed any discomfort.

Directing his gaze their way, Zhao Hai spoke deeply, “I’ve come to share some news. The corpse demon sect matter stands resolved for now—no further worries there. Hence, we advance our original scheme: targeting the Yin Yang sect. Your views?”

Exchanging glances at Zhao Hai's words, Lin Dong's group stirred. Lin Dong responded at once, “Master, we fully support it. We ourselves aimed to strike the yin-yang sect before but struggled to mention it. Your decision to act against the yin-yang sect now is ideal. Master, what are our next steps?” The others mirrored him, eyes fixed on Zhao Hai for guidance.

A smile crept over Zhao Hai's face at those words. “I’m seeking your input on handling the yin-yang sect. Here’s intelligence on the yin-yang sect—review it back home. You have three days to produce a battle plan and submit it. This tests your skills. Go.”

Stunned anew by Zhao Hai's directive, Lin Dong and the rest quickly agreed and accepted the Jade slips. Drafting a battle plan marked their debut effort, leaving them uncertain. Yet Zhao Hai's command drove them forward. Overthinking absent, they vowed to give their utmost.

Zhao Hai understood Lin Dong's group hadn't yielded total loyalty yet. True submission demanded neutralizing the dark ghost sect's upper realm old ancestor. Absent that, their allegiance stayed tentative. But with the dark ghost sect now consumed by Zhao Hai, release was impossible. Thus, rigorously evaluating these dark ghost sect members became essential.

Unshakable faith bound Zhao Hai to Yama Ling and kin—they formed the undead clan core, betrayal inconceivable. Lin Dong's faction lingered outside that fold, though it mattered little. At worst, he'd convert them to undead.

After wrapping up all the business, Zhao Hai headed back to the boundless space. Yet, he refrained from taking Yama’s order along to the boundless space. Rather, he deposited it with the dark ghost sect. Presently, Yama’s order required them to don masks during outings, keeping their real faces hidden from view. The actual purpose of leaving it behind was to track the dark ghost sect's activities. Zhao Hai still felt a touch of worry for Lin Dong and his crew.

A span of three days felt brief to cultivators. Quickly enough, those three days elapsed, with Zhao Hai already in possession of everyone's battle plans. He pored over each plan with care, unable to suppress a sigh. Those documents revealed that most lacked any notion of army-style warfare. The submissions from boundless space residents fared a bit better, much like the ones from Lin Dong and company. Still, they were worthless—nothing but herding folks to infiltrate the Yin Yang sect and strike. It mirrored a mere gang rumble among thugs. Truly disheartening. Nonetheless, a single plan sparked light in Zhao Hai's eyes. Unexpectedly, it hailed from Yama’s order!