Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8421: Realm _1

Li Daya chuckled and remarked, "Fine lad, fine lad. Old Du, this young one is truly exceptional. We had zero concerns about this fight whatsoever. That boy handled every detail of the setup. His planning even outshone mine. Plus, what's the deal with this boy's bloodsucker squad? I'd caught wind of it once and glimpsed it before, yet I barely noticed. But witnessing today's clash firsthand? Heavens, backed by this kid, the bloodsucker team's members went berserk. They shredded anything blocking their path. That fierce killing intent left me astonished. Old Du, you've snagged a real gem this round."

Du Wan Sha grinned briefly, then let out a sigh, "You're all overthinking it too much. This rascal did indeed ascend after being picked up. In those days, he aimed to enter the Giant Demon Sect, only to get swapped out by an outer sect disciple under Ha Jing. He even passed on the Blood Sea God-Killing Technique to him. Since the kid excels at poisons and wields them masterfully, that's the reason for the switch."

At this juncture, Du Wan Sha halted briefly before giving a wry smile, "Yet who could've foreseen the boy's immense prowess? Not just his rapid cultivation progress, but his vast knowledge too—covering arrays, poisons, tool refining, puppets—as though nothing escaped his grasp. He claimed all that came from the lower realm. When the report first reached me, I took notice and deliberately dispatched some sect members who had ascended from the lower realm to train them."No, none matched Zhao Hai's all-around talents. Sure, a few outdid our sect folks in certain areas, but not by leaps. Moreover, the lower realm lessons etched deep into their cores made upper realm studies a real struggle for them. Thus, hardly any met my expectations, with scarce few even equaling our own sect disciples."

Here, Du Wan Sha let out another sigh, "At present, I must admit this kid's no ordinary soul. Far from it. You lot know he's picking up Ha Jing's Mantra Palmprint, but not why Ha Jing taught it—to help him grasp insights that ward off the Blood Sea God-Killing Technique's backlash possession. Yet observing him lately, it seems he's not even practicing the Blood Sea God-Killing Technique. Word is, he assured his master the backlash no longer plagues him. Does that sound like your typical disciple? Frankly, I hesitate to predict just how far this boy might climb."

Du Wan Sha's words left Li Daya and Tu Ling dumbfounded. Their knowledge of Zhao Hai was limited, but his explanation unveiled the youth's origins. Zhao Hai's ascension alone stunned them deeply. They'd encountered plenty of ascenders, yet few proved truly skilled. Most never touched the Essence Technique Realm in life, with only a handful hitting Refinement Realm. Island Lord level? Rarer than phoenix feathers or qilin horns. A prodigy like Zhao Hai emerging now left them utterly amazed.

Du Wan Sha eyed them both and sighed, "We've probed into Zhao Hai ourselves," Ye Mo added. "Curious about his power source. Turns out, it all ties back to magical formations. The boy's mastery of formations stands unmatched. He's woven formation paths into his cultivation, landing him here today. Now, I eagerly await if he'll ascend to Island Lord tier. Should he pull it off, we might not treat him merely as a pawn anymore."His formation Dao? I doubt anyone in the sect could master it."

Li Daya and Tu Ling stayed silent. They'd witnessed Zhao Hai's bronze warrior that day. Though they missed it shattering Lone Mountain Island's defenses, they did see it burst into a formation. That convinced them of Du Wan Sha's claim. Zhao Hai's formation prowess was peerless. Crafting such a massive bronze figure? Beyond anyone else.

Li Daya and Tu Ling's hunch hit the mark. Even grasping the Spiritual Array Sect's legacy and the Yin soul entry method, forging a bronze warrior remained impossible, let alone an elder array. That elder array had lingered on the Spiritual Array Sect's isle for eons. Post-acquisition of the technique, he'd drawn in endless Yin soul energies from the island to succeed. The bronze warrior followed suit. Zhao Hai's soul fire, bolstered hugely in hell, allowed such control. Without it, handling that colossal frame—or the swarm of arrays—stayed out of reach.

Naturally, this stayed hidden, and Zhao Hai kept it buried deep. The space marked his ultimate secret, one he'd never share. Exposure meant disaster for him. Hence, none could unravel how Zhao Hai birthed that enormous bronze behemoth.

Du Wan Sha shot them a look and spoke gravely, "Enough of that. Regardless, I'll back him fully until he snaps. If he truly hits Island Master status, it proves he's cracked refining the Blood Sea God-Killing Art. Should madness claim him, tough luck on his end. Until then, he can achieve heaps for the sect, so support it is." Li Daya and Tu Ling nodded mutely.

Du Wan Sha eyed them again and intoned deeply, "Fine, drop Zhao Hai talk. The boy's a magnet for chaos. Truth be told, tallying rewards for his feats? We'd fall short now. Blame his low power. Anyway, that's settled. Future woes wait. Now, on this assault. I figure a few days' delay. Breaking through Flowing Light Island last time drained my strength; full recovery's pending. We'll strike once I'm primed."

Li Daya froze at Du Wan Sha's words, then blurted anxiously, "What's amiss? Hurt? No way. A puny Flowing Light Island downed you?" Tu Ling tensed too. Anxiety gripped them; the Blood Slaughter Sect boasted few top powerhouses. Bai Xin's demise and Yin Wuchang's vanishing dealt heavy blows. Du Wan Sha falling now? Catastrophic for the sect.

Du Wan Sha shook his head, "Nah, no injury. Just energy exhaustion. You know formations pack a punch on Meteoric Island. Shattering that one sapped me plenty. Then clashing with Mo Daoming—ended with the God Slaying Saber taking him out. That emptied my reserves near totally. Recovery takes days yet."

Relief washed over Li Daya at the explanation, and he said, "Good, rest up then. Old Tu and I'll stand guard. Once you're set, we hit their core isle. They've likely heard by now anyway, so timing's flexible." Du Wan Sha agreed, chatted a bit more, then retreated to his cultivation chamber to replenish his magic power.

By then, Zhao Hai had settled in his quarters. Rest called to him too. The battle hadn't drained him excessively, yet early risks lingered. He'd deployed arrays to lock down the whole island. Assaults on them—or him—would've wrecked him badly. Luck shone; foes ignored the arrays, unaware. The bronze statue's shield kept mishaps at bay. Unscathed, Zhao Hai had still fretted intensely. Plus, the fight guzzled his energy. Solid recovery loomed essential.

Mana restored, Zhao Hai sensed it surging within. Surprise hit him momentarily. He realized his power neared a breakthrough. After all, profound technique realm Level 1 had held steady for ages. Combat might dazzled, but his realm lagged.

Folks often puzzled over realms' essence and purpose. Realms formed the bedrock, a binding chain too. For most cultivators, starting out, your Dantian held like a cup—easy to brim with spiritual power, yet scant in yield. Limited to cup-scale feats. Realm climbs expanded that vessel steadily. Each minor step added another cup. Major leaps? Qualitative shifts: cup to basin. Next major? Basin to barrel. Law techniques flowed easier, volumes swelling gradually.

Zhao Hai launched from lofty heights. If a standard cultivator's Dharmic powers cupped in Dharma Reserve Realm, his barreled. Hitting Dharma Essence Realm, others bucketed while his ponded small.

Thus, each minor realm gain for Zhao Hai skyrocketed his might. Twin buckets achieved little; twin ponds, worlds more. Qualitative leap. Yet it spawned a snag: ponds filled tougher than buckets. Without his vast mana reserves, he'd have capped Essence Technique Realm long ago. Constant cultivation fueled it.