Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8409: Entering the island (1)

Zhao Hai positioned himself beside the teleportation array on Blood Gale Island. In normal times, visitors to Blood Gale Island were scarce, limited to only a handful. He had made it plain to his sect members that he preferred minimal interruptions, which kept everyone away from Blood Gale Island.

Yet today, he lingered in anticipation of arrivals. He understood that Blood Gale Island's serenity would soon shatter once the Blood Ghost Team settled there. While it brought some hassle his way, he chose to stay quiet about it. After all, Blood Gale Island had been granted to him by the sect, and defying their plans was out of the question.

While these thoughts crossed his mind, a sudden burst of white light erupted, and a batch of people materialized within the teleportation array. The group numbered exactly one thousand, as Blood Gale Island's array handled no more than that per use. Still, Zhao Hai recognized their leader right away—Chang Jun.

The moment they stepped out from the teleportation array, their eyes landed on Zhao Hai. They bowed deeply and chorused, “Commander.” He served as their commander, a role they fully respected, so the title stuck with them.

Zhao Hai glanced over the group and chuckled, “Alright, no need for such formalities. Come closer. We'll chat once the rest arrive.” The group acknowledged him and soared to his side, lining up nearby. Meanwhile, they scanned Blood Gale Island's surroundings with keen interest.

Chang Jun had visited Blood Gale Island once earlier, though his stay had been brief. He departed soon after sharing drinks with the sect master and others. That said, he held some knowledge of the place. He recalled a towering vine-woven platform on the island back then, now vanished. Even so, the island retained a cozy feel, brimming with diverse vegetation.

Right then, another batch emerged in the teleportation array. They offered greetings to Zhao Hai before taking positions behind him. Once the final group appeared, Zhao Hai faced them and declared, “Starting today, Blood Gale Island becomes your home. The sect has informed you that you'll serve under me moving forward. I assume no one here disagrees with that, correct?”

The entire group shook their heads and yelled, “No objections!” They had trailed Zhao Hai for quite some time already. Even during stretches under Yan Bei and Chang Jun's direct guidance, they recognized Zhao Hai as the true leader. Only under his command did they tap into their utmost capabilities.

Zhao Hai eyed them and gave a nod. Then, in a grave tone, he announced, “I've mentioned before that you might evolve into a combat unit like the Hall of Crimson Blade someday, though you're not quite there yet. That's fine. A major conflict looms ahead, offering plenty of chances to hone your skills. I'm confident we'll outshine the Hall of Crimson Blade eventually. But let me be clear: upon arriving at Blood Gale Island, you must adhere to its regulations. Sect rules don't apply here—I enforce my own on Blood Gale Island. Keep that in mind, got it?”

“Yes, Commander, we understand!” they responded together. At that instant, they truly resembled disciplined troops. Zhao Hai had instilled this discipline during their joint campaigns, turning it into second nature. Besides, their faith in his skills ran deep, leaving no room for dissent.

Zhao Hai nodded once more. With a flick of his wrist, a hundred jade slips floated before him. He passed them to Chang Jun and stated firmly, “Hand these out so everyone can imprint them. These outline Blood Gale Island's rules. Make sure all memorize them well—break them, and I won't hold back.”

“Yes,” Chang Jun affirmed. Though clever and strategic, he lacked the commanding presence for leadership. He excelled as a supporter, not a chief, so Zhao Hai had groomed him accordingly. Clearly, the approach had paid off.

Once Chang Jun passed out the slips, the group swiftly imprinted the details. Next, Zhao Hai gestured, calling forth numerous undead. He addressed the Blood Ghost Team, “Trail them below. They'll set up your quarters.”

The undead forces held no mystery for them. Back when Yi Xuanming ambushed them amid the clash with the thirteen families, Zhao Hai had unleashed the undead to join the fray. That fight had revealed the full state of the Western Defense Line, familiarizing them with the undead. Truth be told, they felt somewhat at ease with them, given Zhao Hai's undead consisted of pristine, jade-like skeletons rather than foul-smelling zombie corpses.

Their assigned living quarters proved impressive. Each person received a private dwelling. The spaces were spacious, complete with dedicated rest areas, meditation chambers, sitting rooms, and all necessities. Even spirit wine and spirit tea waited in stock, leaving the newcomers quite astonished.

What amazed them further was the housing style itself. They dwelled among the trees. A single massive tree housed every hundred individuals, and a hundred such trees accommodated the whole team. This sparked even greater intrigue about Blood Gale Island. Yet the jade slips from Zhao Hai also marked off-limits zones, signaling certain spots on Blood Gale Island where entry was strictly banned.

Such restrictions didn't pique undue curiosity among them. As Blood Slaughter Sect disciples, they knew every sect guarded its forbidden zones, off-limits to all. This held true across sects, making Blood Gale Island's setup entirely expected.

After getting situated, Zhao Hai summoned the full group outside. Emerging from their homes, they froze in awe. High above hovered a vast vine-constructed platform, with Zhao Hai atop it.

They grasped his intent at once and all ascended to join him on the platform. Zhao Hai surveyed the assembly from his vantage and spoke, “As of today, you're official residents of Blood Gale Island. The sect has briefed you on obeying my directives henceforth. Anyone find that unacceptable?”

Silence fell over the group. Having followed Zhao Hai's lead for ages, objections were nonexistent. Zhao Hai scanned their faces and continued, “Good, no dissenters. From here on, you'll follow my commands without question. Disobey, and I won't go easy.” He halted briefly, then added, “The sect placed you here, likely after discussing terms with you. Our Blood Ghost Team will operate as a unified force always. Currently, the sect gears up to strike the Alliance of the Thirteen Families, and we'll join the fight. Any thoughts from the group?”

Zhao Hai's words ignited eager sparks in their eyes. Still, none spoke up. All eyes fixed on him. Noting their fervor, Zhao Hai smiled. “Not bad,” he remarked. “That enthusiasm shows you're ready for the clashes ahead. Excellent. Let me add that our Blood Ghost Team lacks full strength for now. I expect this war to forge us tougher. Someday, we'll claim the title of the sect's top unit. Should our prowess eclipse the Hall of Crimson Blade, we'll have earned true might.”

Their gazes on Zhao Hai gleamed with aspiration. They all knew the Hall of Crimson Blade's reputation and status. Its members were the sect's finest, receiving top-tier nurturing, with higher odds of reaching Island Lord rank. Surpassing them would mark an incredible feat.

Zhao Hai regarded the throng and intoned deeply, “Combat isn't merely about unleashing frenzy and slaying foes. It's also a path to growth. Treating battles solely as slaughter sprees leads nowhere. Sure, killing intent boosts your power, but it clouds the mind, breeding a thrill for death. Too many of you fall into that trap now, and it's misguided. What's truly vital? Chang Jun, explain it.”

Chang Jun hadn't anticipated the direct callout. He paused, then rumbled thoughtfully, “It's killing intent. What sets Blood Slaughter Sect members apart from other sects is our killing intent. We focus our cultivation on it. That's the core distinction in our techniques compared to others.”

Zhao Hai nodded approvingly. “Exactly. Chang Jun nailed it. Killing aura forms the heart of our Blood Slaughter Sect's methods. We build our power around it. But never forget: we must master our killing aura, not let it control us. In fights, even amplified by killing aura, even powered up, even amid thrilling combat, stay composed. Maintain your cool against adversaries.” If spare focus remains, observe the killing intent's shifts. Note how it strengthens you when bestowed, weakens the foe. Even steer the killing intent flowing into you. Deeper grasp of killing intent's traits will aid your cultivation immensely.”

Here, Zhao Hai stopped and eyed the group. Thoughtful looks adorned their faces. He smiled at them. “Stay level-headed in battle, then reflect afterward. Do so, and your progress will surge. I aim for Island Lord experts to rise in our Blood Ghost Team soon. Then, whether you claim your own island or merge with a major one, it's all positive—for you, the sect, and our Blood Ghost Team. Remember always: the Blood Ghost Team launched you. Even as Island Lords, don't forget your roots.”