Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8285 - 262-planting demons (1)

As Zhao Hai finished speaking, the massive python that had been sliced into segments transformed back into the blood demon. This time, however, he discarded his blades. Extending his palms toward the battle corpse, he unleashed a move that seemed to solidify the very atmosphere. The battle corpse found itself paralyzed, trapped within a frozen pocket of space where movement became an agonizing struggle.

The blood demon’s palms slammed into the battle corpse’s chest with a thunderous boom. The force of the impact caved in its torso, sending the creature spiraling backward. It was clear that this strike from the blood demon had inflicted severe internal damage.

Li Ruohai’s frame shuddered in synchronization. The blood demon’s assault had dealt him a significant blow as well. While commanding the battle corpse, his spiritual power remained tightly linked to the creature. Although he didn’t feel the physical pain of the injury, the backlash rippled through his connection, destabilizing his spiritual power to a certain degree.

Zhao Hai refrained from ordering the blood demon to pursue, as the battle corpse had been blasted too far away. Chasing it would mean leaving the protection of the magic formation, which would drastically diminish the blood demon’s combat effectiveness. Consequently, the blood demon’s form gradually faded, merging back into the mists of the magic formation.

Li Ruohai glared at Zhao Hai with icy eyes. He had underestimated his opponent’s resilience. He had assumed that deploying a battle corpse at the Dharma refinement realm would result in an easy victory, but the reality was far different. Despite his frustration, he realized he currently lacked the means to suppress Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai met Li Ruohai’s gaze with a calm smile. "Young Master Li, perhaps we should call it a day. You cannot best me here, and I doubt I can overcome your defenses either; that battle corpse is truly formidable. How about we each go our separate ways?"

Li Ruohai let out a cold sneer. "Fine, I will spare you today. But mark my words, Zhao Hai: those who cross me never meet a pleasant end. You won’t be this fortunate the next time we cross paths in the outside world. Let’s move." With a swift motion, Li Ruohai retreated. The battle corpse flew to his side, its sunken chest already popping back into place as it healed with unnatural speed.

The most terrifying attribute of these battle corpses was their regenerative capacity. Their ability to recover was nearly instantaneous, making them nightmare opponents. It was exactly this relentless combat power that allowed the Corpse Demon Sect to dominate the Blood Sea Realm as its undisputed kings.

Once the group had vanished from sight, Zhao Hai let out a breath of relief. Sitting down with a weary smile, he muttered, "That was a close one, but I managed to hold the line." He gestured with his hand, and the blood lotus rose from the earth to rest in his palm, carrying the Yin-Yang Mirror upon its petals.

Yan Bei and Zhao Wuji finally understood that Zhao Hai had utilized the Yin-Yang Mirror as the core of his formation. Still, they were baffled as to when he had deployed it. Yan Bei sat beside him, asking, "Little Hai, that was incredibly risky. When exactly did you plant the blood lotus and the Yin-Yang Mirror? We didn't see a thing."

Zhao Hai chuckled softly. "It happened while we were descending from the sky. I had a premonition of danger, so I released the blood lotus to conceal the Yin-Yang Mirror. This allowed me to not only establish the formation but also use the blood lotus to channel energy into the mirror. Without that setup, I wouldn't have stood a chance against Li Ruohai."

Zhao Wuji looked at Zhao Hai curiously. "Junior Brother Zhao Hai, what did you mean by those things you said earlier? Are you truly not afraid of Li Ruohai? And your claim that he doesn't have long to live—is he injured? You mentioned he’s being plotted against; what’s the story there?"

Zhao Hai sighed, staring toward the horizon where Li Ruohai had disappeared. "I sensed something off about him from the start," he said gravely. "The Yin Qi within him is unnaturally dense, even for someone from the Corpse Demon Sect. Other disciples don't carry that specific aura. It reminded me of a technique I read about in an ancient Sect record called the Great Devil-Planting Art. It’s a bizarre method created by a demonic senior that few know of. I suspect Li Ruohai is a victim of this art."

"The Great Devil-Planting Art? I’ve never heard of such a cultivation technique," Yan Bei admitted, looking perplexed. He turned to Zhao Wuji. "Have you?"

Zhao Wuji searched his memory before shaking his head. "No, it’s completely new to me. If it were a famous technique, I would have come across it by now."

Zhao Hai explained solemnly, "The Great Devil-Planting Art is a highly specialized method used by powerful masters. They refine a 'Devil Seed' and implant it into another cultivator. Two conditions must be met: the target must be a blood relative, and they must possess a 'Jade Spiritual Root.' This 'Jade' root is actually a mutated Earth Spiritual Root with a Yin attribute, perfect for Ghost Dao techniques. Curiously, while it’s ideal for such paths, the natural cultivation speed is sluggish—unless a Devil Seed is planted. Once implanted, the person’s progress becomes explosive, surpassing even superior-grade spiritual roots."

Zhao Hai paused for a moment before continuing, "Jade Spiritual Roots are rare, and finding a blood relative with one is even rarer. That’s why the technique is seldom seen. Furthermore, there is no benefit for the host. While they gain rapid power, the Devil Seed awakens once they reach the Dharma-refining realm. It then consumes the host’s consciousness, turning them into an external incarnation for the one who planted the seed—essentially a second body."

Yan Bei and Zhao Wuji were visibly shaken by the revelation. Yan Bei whispered, "So, Li Ruohai was given a Devil Seed, likely by the Sect Master of the Corpse Demon Sect. That explains his sudden rise in power. Once he advances further, the seed wakes up, and he dies so the Sect Master can take over his body?"

Zhao Hai nodded. "Precisely. The technique was designed by a powerful cultivator who feared death and couldn't ascend. By planting a seed in a relative, they gain a second Primordial Spirit. Even if their original body dies of old age, they live on in the new vessel with a fresh chance at ascension. The creator of the art passed away before anyone could confirm its success, and the subjects usually disappear, so it remains a myth to most."

Looking back toward the path their enemies took, Zhao Hai added, "I guessed his condition because of his strange growth in power and the overwhelming Yin Qi he radiates. Being the Young Master of the Corpse Demon Sect yet coming to a place like the Spiritual Array Sect seemed suspicious. I tested him with my words, and his reaction confirmed it. He’s here searching for a way to survive the seed."

Zhao Wuji frowned. "To save his life? How could the Spiritual Array Sect help? Do they have a technique to suppress a Devil Seed?"

Zhao Hai replied, "I believe so. The Spiritual Array Sect has a unique path. Their Dharma is an array. By etching arrays into their own consciousness and absorbing the power of Yin souls, they fortify their minds. Perhaps he hopes a strengthened consciousness can devour the Devil Seed instead of being consumed by it."

Yan Bei nodded but then raised a concern. "Isn't he afraid the Sect Master will find out? If his plan is discovered, the Sect Master could kill him with a flick of his wrist."

Zhao Hai spoke in a low voice, "The Sect Master likely thinks he’s just out training. However, based on our talk, it’s clear Li Ruohai knows that once he returns to the Sect, his freedom ends. The bigger issue is the Sect Master himself. He won't want the secret of his Devil-Planting Art getting out. Now that we know, will he come after us? That remains to be seen."