Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8547 8547: Refining _1

Sword cultivators have long championed the philosophy of shattering every technique with a single blade. This principle inspired Zhao Hai’s current approach. While he wouldn't force every follower to cultivate flying swords, the concept that one weapon could overcome any skill remains powerful. Consequently, he intended for every disciple of the Bloody Massacre Sect to possess a life-bound magical weapon. Such an item would facilitate their cultivation while simultaneously tempering their killing intent. However, they wouldn't mere refine generic killing intent; they would focus on the residual blood mist. Essentially, the disciples' magical weapons would act as conduits, capable of stripping the blood mist directly from the environment. Once refined, this power would be converted into essential mana, nourishing the cultivators as they grew.

Although the Bloody Massacre Sect disciples already employed diverse cultivation techniques, these were far from rudimentary. Their methods frequently relied on auxiliary energies like righteousness, wish power, and distilled killing intent. When these disciples merged their personal power with the refined killing intent within their weapons, the result would be exponential—one plus one far exceeding two—thus maximizing their offensive potential.

If Zhao Hai’s grand design comes to fruition, the disciples of the Bloody Massacre Sect will undergo a fundamental transformation. They will be distinct from standard cultivators, potentially being classified as weapon cultivators—a rare and formidable breed rarely seen in the wider cultivation world.

Of course, this remains theoretical for now. Zhao Hai has crunched the numbers and scrutinized his logic through countless simulations, yet the practical trial is what ultimately determines success. This testing phase has now commenced with Cheng Wanchun and his cohort as the primary subjects.

The cultivation method Zhao Hai provided to Cheng Wanchun’s team utilizes the classic Bloody Massacre Sect techniques for refining killing intent. The key shift is the medium: instead of the cultivator absorbing the energy directly into their own Dantian, the Dharma artifact now serves as the primary vessel. Zhao Hai has instructed them on the precise art of channeling this intent through their weapons.

Zhao Hai feels little apprehension regarding this experiment. While it lacks precedent with living subjects, his internal calculations—assisted by the boundless space's A.I. and his own biological processing—have reached a state of near-perfection. Naturally, the path of human cultivation often diverges from purely simulated probabilities. Thus, these controlled experiments are vital before any wider implementation.

As time crawled forward, Cheng Wanchun and his peers immersed themselves in their studies. Once they finished, they opened their eyes, expressions filled with profound astonishment. Even without confirmation of total success, the sheer brilliance of the concept was awe-inspiring. They understood clearly: if Zhao Hai’s technique worked, the blood sea would cease to be a forbidden trap and instead become their personal domain. With artifacts that could neutralize the blood mist, they would be free to traverse the sea indefinitely.

More importantly, the Dharma artifacts bestowed by Zhao Hai had transcended their original purpose. They were no longer simple tools for combat; they were integral components for cultivation, offense, and defense simultaneously. Such versatility shattered the boundaries of ordinary Dharma artifacts.

Seeing them regain consciousness, Zhao Hai asked, "How did it go? Did you encounter any ambiguities in the cultivation path? This is an unprecedented endeavor, so do not hesitate to voice any concerns. Once you have fully grasped the technique, begin refining the killing Qi; it will prove immensely beneficial to your Foundations."

The group responded affirmatively and clarified the sections that remained unclear. Zhao Hai patiently addressed each query until silence fell, signaling that everyone was ready. He then instructed them to enter the small caves to begin the actual process of refining the killing intent.

Though fragmented blood mist drifted within these isolated caves, it was sparse, making the corrosive killing intent far easier to manage for Cheng Wanchun and his team. Zhao Hai kept a watchful eye on them as they entered, wary of potential mishaps.

Upon entering his cave, Cheng Wanchun sensed the difference immediately. It mirrored the atmosphere of the blood sea, yet the volatility of the Qi had been significantly mitigated. Recognizing Zhao Hai’s intent, he sat cross-legged, and with a single focused thought, two Tiger rulers materialized above his head. A brilliant white light emanated from them, and the images of the Tigers seemed to ripple with vitality. Cheng Wanchun began to guide the murderous aura of the cave into the rulers.

As the killing intent seeped into the metal, he felt a spark of sentient awareness. Though momentarily startled, he realized this was the awakening of a weapon spirit, spurred into activity by the killing intent. His objective was now to refine this burgeoning consciousness, anchoring the rulers as his life-bound weapons.

Following the instructions on the Jade slip, he channeled his own mana to forge a bond with the spirit. By pushing his energy into the artifact, he assisted it in resisting the raw pressure of the killing intent, a process that naturally forged an inseparable link between soul and steel.

As Cheng Wanchun poured his dharmic power into the spirit, it pulsed with resonance, eagerly consuming his strength. Simultaneously, the connection between him and his weapon tightened significantly.

He could sense the surrounding killing intent being drawn into the rulers, making the tiger motifs appear poised to leap forth. Ignoring the instability, Cheng Wanchun focused on the breakthrough point, pouring more mana to solidify his control over the weapon spirit.

Suddenly, a thunderous boom resonated within his mind. He and the spirit were one. He perceived the intricate arrays mapped out in the rulers, felt the shifts caused by the absorbed killing intent, and experienced the seamless blending of his mana with the weapon’s core. The Qi expelled from the rulers was now distinct, imbued with a hint of power that no longer harmed him. His own internal Qi felt significantly more refined and dense. Overwhelmed with joy, Cheng Wanchun entered a deep state of meditation.

Some time passed before he finally surged back to reality. He didn't end his session by choice, but because the rulers had hit their absorptive limit; the killing intent in the cave had been completely drained.

Gazing around, he saw the chamber remained physically unchanged, but all trace of the murderous aura had vanished. Cheng Wanchun sighed in relief and rose to his feet. With a flick of his wrist, the rulers snapped back into his hands with a familiar weight. The connection was physical and intimate; they felt like extensions of his own limbs. This mastery left him exhilarated.

At that moment, Zhao Hai’s voice echoed through the cave: "Come out once you have stabilized." Collected and calm, Cheng Wanchun exited the cave, finding Zhao Hai still waiting alongside Zhu Yong. They immediately bowed in respect.

Zhao Hai regarded them with a look of approval. "Excellent work, all of you. You may continue your training here for the time being. Remember, you are expected to spend eight hours a day in the smaller caves. Once you emerge, devote another eight hours to refining the captured intent within your magical weapons until it is fully integrated. Do not slack off. As for when your weapons will manifest new forms, that will come in time—likely right when you reach the status of Island Lord experts."

The group was stunned. They hadn't realized their training would continue until they attained the level of an Island Lord. While the revelation was shocking, no one dared to voice an objection against Zhao Hai’s command.

They readily accepted the arrangement. Zhao Hai nodded, noting, "Zhu Yong will bring you supplies daily. Focus on your cultivation." With a swift flash of white light, the Young Master vanished.

Zhu Yong turned to the group with a smirk. "You are all quite fortunate. It is rare for anyone to receive such personal guidance from the Young Master within this space. Even the elite Bloodsucker team usually only observes his lectures from a distance. Do not let this opportunity pass. If the seclusion grows difficult, speak to me, though I’d advise staying. Reflect on the result: if you emerge from this period as an Island Lord, the prestige alone will be well worth the effort." With that final piece of advice, he gestured, turned, and disappeared through the teleportation formation.