Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8411: Acquaintance _1

Right now, numerous Island Lord experts and sect elders were present on Blood Slaughter Island. As a result, regular disciples were forbidden from flying freely across the island. They wouldn't dare to do so anyway. That's why, upon spotting Zhao Hai—a true disciple—flying there, the disciples felt shocked. Those unfamiliar with him watched with smirks of anticipation. After all, law enforcement disciples patrolled Blood Slaughter Island, and they expected those enforcers to come and discipline Zhao Hai any moment.

Yet, they quickly sensed something off. No one on Blood Slaughter Island reacted oddly to Zhao Hai soaring overhead. In fact, some even showed expressions of respect. This left them utterly puzzled.

Just then, several red streaks sped toward Zhao Hai. The onlookers who didn't recognize him grinned like they were in for a spectacle. They knew those red lights signaled approaching law enforcement disciples. With them arriving, surely Zhao Hai couldn't keep flying. He might even face some penalty.

Zhao Hai spotted the red lights too. They seemed headed straight for him. Puzzled, he halted in mid-air. Moments later, the lights reached him. He didn't recognize most of them. But two faces were familiar. He questioned, "Why are you all blocking my path?"

The two familiar ones were Blood Slaughter Island disciples. Seeing Zhao Hai eased their tension. One spoke up, "Oh, it's Senior Brother Zhao Hai. I'm Jiang Chengliang, a law enforcement disciple here on Blood Slaughter Island. With several elders visiting lately, the island's enforced a no-fly rule. But for you, Senior Brother, it's no issue at all. Please, go ahead." He stepped back, clearing the way.

Zhao Hai chuckled at the explanation. "I see, I wasn't aware. Thanks for letting me know, Senior Brother. I'll head out now." He clasped his fists toward the group, then darted forward, vanishing into the sky and leaving the crowd below staring in bewilderment.

While many in the Blood Slaughter Sect knew of the blood ghost Zhao Hai by reputation, few had laid eyes on him. Thus, most disciples down there were seeing him for the first time. Plus, from his height, they couldn't catch the conversation. Everyone buzzed with curiosity about this man's identity and how he got away with flying.

The cultivators trailing Jiang Chengliang eyed Zhao Hai's retreating figure with interest. Once he was nearly gone from view, one turned to Jiang Chengliang. "Senior Brother Jiang, was that the renowned blood ghost Zhao Hai from the Blood Slaughter Sect? He seems pretty average. Is he truly that powerful?" He'd heard the tales but never met him, prompting the query.

Jiang Chengliang glanced over with a grin. "Ah, Junior Brother Cheng. Yep, that's Senior Brother Zhao Hai. Honestly, he's probably even mightier than the stories claim. Word has it he's the top true disciple in the Blood Sea Territory. But I reckon his power outstrips true disciples—he's on par with refinement realm elders. Few could stand against him."

Junior Brother Cheng paused at Jiang Chengliang's assessment, then let out a breath. "He's really that formidable? I'd love to witness him fight someday. They say he took on over a hundred true disciples from the seven great sects single-handedly on the grand arena, without a scratch. Recalling his graceful style back then stirs real envy. Oh, and Senior Brother Jiang, didn't the elders ban all flying? Why let Senior Brother Zhao Hai pass? No matter his strength, he's just a disciple. If we ignore the rule, won't we get in trouble?"

Jiang Chengliang shook his head. "No chance. Relax. Senior Brother Zhao Hai isn't your typical disciple. You think he'd fly without cause? He must be heading to the main hall on the Grand Elder's summons for a meeting. True disciples join elder discussions—does the no-fly order even apply to him?"

"For real? That's impressive. Hey, I heard Senior Brother Zhao Hai commanded the forces on the Western Front and drove the 13 Family Alliance's army right off it? Is that accurate? As a legacy disciple, battles on the Western Defense Line allowed refinement realm elders. Would those elders actually follow his commands?" Junior Brother Cheng clearly knew plenty about Zhao Hai, yet questions poured out.

Jiang Chengliang nodded. "It's all true. Back then, Senior Brother Zhao Hai led the Western Defense Line. And those refinement realm elders you mentioned? Heh, not one dared defy him. The ones who tried got executed on the spot. No one disobeys Senior Brother Zhao Hai's orders!"

Junior Brother Cheng froze at Jiang Chengliang's revelation, asking blankly, "Seriously? Would Senior Brother Zhao Hai really go that far? Doesn't seem like it from what I saw!" The warm smile on Zhao Hai's face earlier clashed with the image of someone executing dissenters.

Jiang Chengliang just smiled. "Work alongside Senior Brother Zhao Hai one day, and you'll see his true nature. Enough chatter—let's move." With that, he shot off into the distance. Blood Slaughter Island teemed with disciples these days, and troublemakers popped up often. They had patrols to handle.

The exchange drifted down to the crowd below. Those not well-acquainted with Zhao Hai grew intrigued. Some outright asked his identity. Learning it was Zhao Hai brought nods of understanding—they'd all heard the name before.

By now, Zhao Hai had reached the main hall's entrance. A handful of refinement realm cultivators guarded outside. They watched curiously as he descended but held their positions. Zhao Hai didn't step inside. He stood firm and announced loudly, "Disciple Zhao Hai reports as ordered!"

From within, a voice rang out, "Enter." "Yes," Zhao Hai acknowledged. He left the bronze statue behind and strode in. Du Wan Sha, Gu Na, and others filled the hall, alongside various Island Lords. Some had never met Zhao Hai, so they studied him with keen interest.

Zhao Hai bowed with clasped fists to Du Wan Sha and the rest. "Disciple Zhao Hai greets the Grand Elder, fellow elders, and Island Lords." He then saluted the room broadly. Though the gesture felt a tad casual, wartime norms kept anyone from commenting.

"Fine, take a seat. You're heading a solo team this time, so you need to hear our plans." "Yes," Zhao Hai said, moving to the rearmost chair and sitting. In this gathering, even the least powerful were Island Lord experts. Naturally, he took the lowest spot.

Du Wan Sha surveyed the group and spoke gravely. "You all likely know the sect first reached out to the Giant Demon Sect via Elder Ha Jing, urging them to strike the 13 Family Alliance from the flank. Elder Ha Jing then messaged the other sects, barring their meddling in 13 Family Alliance affairs—in exchange for our puppet technique. Responses are in: the Giant Demon Sect will aid us. Besides the Rahu Sect, the other seven great sects stay out of our fight with the 13 Family Alliance. We can now confront them without fear."

The room's occupants had heard this before, yet joy lit their faces. Zhao Hai shared the relief. Settling this meant crushing the 13 Family Alliance posed no issue. Du Wan Sha nodded at their reactions. "Good that you're informed. Now, we gear up to assault the 13 Family Alliance. We aim to eradicate them completely. But no blanket slaughter: kill only resisters. Accept surrenders. The sect's short on low-level disciples lately—we need fresh blood."

All agreed promptly. Du Wan Sha addressed them sternly. "I'll provide attack targets and coordinates. Prepare your forces. Use portable teleportation arrays to warp there directly with your men. Each gets a spot—meaning each handles one island. Clear?"

The response came as one. Du Wan Sha eyed Zhao Hai. "Zhao Hai, you'll command a team against an island, but Island Lord experts might lurk there—beyond your current reach. Lei Xuan joins you. Lei Xuan, stick with Zhao Hai's group. Deal solely with Island Lord threats—nothing more." This directive aimed to hone the bloodsucker team, not chide Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai had no qualms. He rose and affirmed. The Island Lords smiled his way—not mocking, but encouraging. They knew Du Wan Sha placed great faith in him. This assignment was prime training for sect disciples—a golden chance.

Next, Du Wan Sha outlined the operation's finer points. While assault methods were flexible, the sect set rules for handling island captives and resources post-conquest. Simple ones: leave island materials untouched, but claim any on the foes. Spare surrendering enemies without cause, yet crush any resistance freely. These terms were straightforward; no one objected, all consenting. Finally, Du Wan Sha dismissed the assembly. Specific assignments would arrive via sect messengers.