Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8389: Rebuilding _1

Dao Qianzhan glanced over at the assembled group and spoke in a grave tone, "It looks like nobody's raising any issues. With that said, we can finalize it. We'll prepare the arena. I'm eager to witness the power of the legacy disciples from the Bloody Massacre Sect. Still, no need to rush. We've only just reclaimed the Western Defense Line and must take time to recuperate. There's plenty of time."

All present gave their nods of agreement. Right then, a wave of joyful shouts echoed from beyond the hall's doors. Moments later, Zhao Hai stepped inside, offering a respectful bow to the gathering. "Greetings, Sect Master, Elders, Island Masters, Sect Masters. The island stands prepared. If you would, please follow me."

Thousand Blade chuckled heartily while rising to his feet, turning to Zhao Hai with, "Well done, lad. You've set things up swiftly. Head over to Zhao Hai's Island with me. Plenty of folks here haven't visited it before. It's truly impressive. Let's make our way there." The group rose smilingly and trailed after Zhao Hai. Upon reaching the spot, they spotted Yan Bei standing ready outside. Besides Zhao Hai and Yan Bei, Chang Jun joined them too, accompanied by several other overseers. These individuals had shone brightly during the recent conflict. Should the Sect Master and Island Masters desire refreshments, attendants were essential. Thus, Zhao Hai had summoned them.

Far from being a lowly task, this chance was one many envied deeply. Displaying themselves before the Island Masters, Elders, and Sect Masters was an uncommon honor for such folk. Hence, those chosen brimmed with enthusiasm.

Upon Blood Mountain Island, Zhu Tong and Gou'zi from distant spots had hauled in vast quantities of provisions and drinks. Meats and greens abounded. The group there feasted with great delight. Yet Zhao Hai guided the Sect Master and companions straight to Blood Gale Island, keeping their minds sharp and focused.

As the Sect Master and his party arrived via the teleportation array on Blood Gale Island, astonishment gripped them all. High in the air over the isle floated an enormous platform, woven from innumerable vines. These tendrils twisted together to form the vast structure.

Zhao Hai gestured toward the massive platform and declared solemnly, "Sect Master, Elders, this way, please!" Smiles lit their faces. With that, they ascended swiftly, soaring right onto the grand platform.

Upon landing there, the sight left everyone in awe once more, for the platform's beauty was striking. Positioned far above, it felt utterly still, free from any breeze. Innumerable tables and seats crafted from blossoms dotted the surface. These floral furnishings gleamed with elegance. Overhead stretched a canopy of vines, shielding them from the sunlight. Scattered around the edges stood smaller tables laden with diverse delicacies. Metallic puppets positioned themselves near the platform's borders.

"Sect Master, Elders, kindly take your seats," Zhao Hai urged Dao Qianzhan. They settled in. Immediately, the metallic puppets delivered an array of dishes and spirit wine. The spread included both meats and veggies, though greens outnumbered the former, all arranged with vivid appeal. Above all, spiritual energy seeped visibly from the fare and the wine, marking them as exceptional.

Zhao Hai surveyed the group with a grin, then intoned deeply, "Sect Master, Elders, savor this feast!" With those words, he stepped back to the sidelines, positioning himself to await directives from the Grandmaster and the rest. He understood their rank fell far short of the Grandmaster's circle. No spot awaited them at the main table, so he remained standing nearby.

Dao Qianzhan eyed Zhao Hai and his companions, letting out a hearty laugh. "Aren't these puppets handling the service? No need for you to linger here. Set up your own table. Dig in properly. You've borne the true burdens of this effort." Thousand Blade's buoyant spirits prompted his kind words to Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai recognized Dao Qianzhan's straightforward nature; such an invitation meant genuine intent. He acknowledged it promptly and guided his team to the rear. There, he arranged fresh tables and chairs, bidding them to sit. A puppet duly provided their meals and drinks. Though seated, they cast eager glances toward Dao Qianzhan's group. Evidently, sharing a repast alongside the Sect Leader and his peers was a lifelong tale worth recounting. Excitement pulsed through them, lest they miss the flavors entirely.

Dao Qianzhan wasted no time on formalities. He lifted his glass, addressing the assembly. "To us all! This marks our day of triumph. Raise your cups and sample the spirit wine from Zhao Hai's domain. And remember, Zhao Hai poured heart into these creations. Let's try them out." He downed his drink in one smooth motion. Only then did the others follow suit, sipping from their own glasses.

The spirit wine brought expressions of fond reflection to their faces. Its flavor struck them as superb, filling them with wonder. Even more astonishing was the wine's abundant spiritual Qi, utterly free of toxins. This purity amazed them most.

At their cultivation stage, sustaining without meals posed no challenge for long stretches. Their avoidance of food stemmed from the inescapable toxins in ordinary sustenance, stubborn remnants that hindered their progress. Eating introduced such impurities, weakening their prowess. Thus, they drew solely on spiritual energy for nourishment.

Yet this spirit wine not only delighted the palate but harbored no poisons whatsoever, leaving them astonished. Next, they sampled Zhao Hai's dishes. Be they flesh or produce, each bit burst with flavor and lacked any venom, heightening their surprise further.

Dao Qianzhan observed this too. After a few mouthfuls, he beamed at the group and remarked, "This is exceptional, truly so. The food's outstanding and completely toxin-free. Zhao Hai, over here at once—where did this bounty come from?"

Zhao Hai hurried to Dao Qianzhan's side and explained, "Sect Master, these greens all sprouted right here on the island. The meats hail from demonic beasts we rear on the premises." Zhao Hai spoke true. Post-transformation of the island, he'd cultivated ample vegetables and bred numerous beasts. Though not matching the Space's yields, these remained premium goods.

Hearing Zhao Hai's account, Dao Qianzhan paused briefly, then approved with a nod. "Excellent. Should your island yield abundantly, supply more to the sect in times ahead. Rest assured, we'll compensate you fairly." Though Dao Qianzhan and peers prioritized cultivation, blending fine wines and meals into their routine promised clear benefits.

Zhao Hai grinned in response. "Understood, Sect Leader. You can count on it." Sharing provisions and spirits posed no issue. The island churned out vast amounts, which Zhao Hai seldom touched himself. Zhu Yong and his crew consumed them mainly. With no plans to market, Zhao Hai managed the surplus wisely.

Dao Qianzhan gestured Zhao Hai away. They then dove into the meal. For them, such superior eats and drinks were a seldom treat. Their elated mood that day amplified the joy, turning the gathering into a lively affair of dining and toasting. When they finally paused, Zhao Hai offered spiritual tea. Sipping it, they conversed freely. They even wandered the platform's expanse, gesturing below and admiring the island's vistas. This very purpose had inspired Zhao Hai to build it.

Once Dao Qianzhan and company departed, Zhao Hai escorted his team back to Blood Mountain Island. The feast had filled them with satisfaction, yet now rest called. The prolonged battles had drained them thoroughly.

Zhao Hai scanned the scene briefly, lingering not on Blood Mountain Island. He returned with Yan Bei to recover. After a pair of restful days, Zhao Hai revisited Blood Mountain Island. The cultivators there had regained their vigor and convened once more. Though most Island Masters had withdrawn, the disciples remained assembled. Zhao Hai's visit aimed to outline their forthcoming steps.

The Western Defense Line lay in ruins, demanding extensive repairs in numerous areas. Zhao Hai geared up for the task, backed by Dao Qianzhan's endorsement. The Island owners from various domains had toured Blood Gale Island. Truth be told, envisioning such lush growth on their own lands thrilled them. They voiced no resistance to Zhao Hai's alterations, pledging full support instead. This reconstruction effort defined Zhao Hai and his allies' immediate focus.

Zhao Hai grasped well that the sects would inevitably confront the 13 Family Alliance. Timing alone remained uncertain. First, they planned a grand arena to neutralize the major sects. Tackling the 13 Family Alliance without this would prove arduous. Even absent overt interference, the big sects might bolster the Alliance covertly—or even overtly in veiled ways. Such meddling would gravely hamper the Bloody Massacre Sect's endeavors.

Reassembling Western Defense Line forces post-dispersal would consume ages. Better to occupy them now, averting disbandment. When the hour came to strike the 13 Family Alliance, no mustering would be needed; they could deploy directly for the mission, streamlining the operation immensely.

Zhao Hai convened the group anew, proclaiming their blueprint. Rebuilding the Western Defense Line topped the agenda. This prospect cheered the disciples, as natives of the line, it signified restoring their homeland. None protested. Led by Zhao Hai, they set to work reviving every island along the Western Defense Line. The effort centered on sowing crops foremost, structures second. This approach simplified matters greatly. They embraced the shift warmly.