Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8508 8508: Prepared_1

This lecture proved to be a tremendous success. Zhao Hai kicked off by delving into the grand Dao, exploring certain profound elements of the great Dao. He aimed this content at cultivators on the brink of breakthrough. These individuals teetered close to advancing yet could lack that final spark. Such deep great Dao insights served to ignite their potential, allowing them to shatter through barriers immediately.

Next, Zhao Hai shared his personal insights on cultivation paths. These lessons targeted those without immediate breakthroughs, helping them dodge numerous pitfalls along the way. Unbeknownst to the secret realm's inhabitants, Zhao Hai also instructed the undead within the spatial domain. Those undead could absorb his words too. Several had already achieved breakthroughs in the spatial domain, forging their divine sparks. Yet, they hadn't entered the mystic realm or faced the blood sea realm's three nine minor heavenly tribulations.

Still, that posed no issue. Zhao Hai planned to introduce them to the secret realm soon, where they'd endure the three nine minor heavenly tribulations. Thus, they'd gain true Island Lord prowess. Regarding island creation post-Island Lord status, Zhao Hai had a scheme ready. He intended to convey that none would construct islands in the blood sea realm moving forward. Naturally, this remained a short-term strategy. With the old master corpse demon no longer a threat, island-building here became feasible, though not at present.

On the power of belief front, Zhao Hai had devised a plan. He'd seize an entire island, claiming all its believers. Then, he'd assign them to those experts, crafting magical artifacts with vast inner spaces for the believers to inhabit. In turn, those experts would harvest the power of belief.

Zhao Hai had no intention of sharing the power of belief from the dead spirit race or other realm inhabitants with them. Truth be told, he couldn't simply hand over such power, prompting careful thought on distribution methods. Post-lecture, he'd dedicate considerable time to the refining process.

Following the session, over a dozen bloodsucker team members ascended to Island Lord rank. Adding the divine Arms Battalion and ghost wind team, more than a dozen from those squads also reached Island Lord rank. Altogether, nearly 40 individuals advanced. Including undead clan members, Zhao Hai commanded close to 200 Island Lord rank powerhouses. This force wasn't trivial, though it paled against major sects. Even so, it surpassed many minor sects in might.

Surprisingly, the dead spirit race saw the most breakthroughs to Island Lord rank this round. After two upgrades, plenty among them neared that level. However, space alone couldn't elevate them to Island Lord rank like it did for aliens with their unique genes. The dead spirits required personal comprehension for advancement. Reaching Island Lord rank demanded great effort from them.

Zhao Hai's teachings this time brought immense gains to them. Over 100 dead spirit race members surged to Island Lord rank on this occasion. Such a leap was truly extraordinary. Yet, Zhao Hai faced a hectic period ahead, occupied with equipment forging and raiding activities.

Post-lecture came the spectacle of Xu Gang and others facing their tribulations. This sight stirred deep envy among onlookers, spurring fiercer dedication to their own cultivation. Once Xu Gang and company triumphed over their tribulations, Zhao Hai outlined his intentions. He forbade them from erecting personal islands. Xu Gang and the rest raised no complaints. Becoming Island Lord rank experts didn't impress them as grand. Prior to Zhao Hai's own Island Lord ascent, he'd trounced such foes effortlessly, like mere pups. Now, as an Island Lord himself, handling them would prove even simpler.

Unlike those still shy of Island Lord rank, they viewed things differently. Newcomers might revere Zhao Hai's might solely due to his Island Lord status, seeing him as formidable. But as fresh Island Lords, they sensed his true depth. Already at Island Lord rank, they gauged the power of Chang Jun and others clearly. Zhao Hai's strength eluded their perception. He resembled an endless ocean, vast and unfathomable.

This realization deepened their respect for Zhao Hai. They recognized their power fell far short of his. Any show of irreverence toward him would invite swift retribution.

They grasped too that their advancements owed much to Zhao Hai's guidance. In essence, he served as their mentor. Disrespecting him risked more than mere disloyalty—it could invite karmic backlash, potentially leading to Qi deviation. No one would court such peril. Hence, they heeded Zhao Hai's directives without a hint of defiance.

Zhao Hai took it in stride, unaffected. He assigned the rest to ongoing cultivation while instructing Xu Gang and the new Island Lords to solidify their realms. Concurrently, he summoned the dead spirit clan from the hell dimension to weather heavenly tribulations in the secret realm. This display astonished the realm's residents further. They marveled at Zhao Hai summoning so many Island Lord rank experts. Learning all were his loyal servants left them dumbfounded. Yet, it bolstered their own confidence immensely.

To amplify their might further, Zhao Hai deliberately exited the secret realm. Upon return, he commanded a massive alien horde. Every creature in this horde brimmed with strength. Zhao Hai allocated these aliens across the group, designating each as their cloud card companion. He retained one for himself, a specially enhanced specimen infused with kun Peng bloodline essence, rendering it enormous and formidable.

Upon realizing in the origin space that these were blood cloud beasts, the recipients froze in shock before erupting in joy. Clutching their cloud Beast cards, they departed in high spirits.

Zhao Hai observed them with steady calm. Distributing the aliens aided them, yes, but also served as surveillance. Loyalty would ensure their safety; betrayal would seal their doom, with the aliens as executioners.

Having traversed myriad worlds, Zhao Hai understood well that absolute loyalty among cultivators was rare. Save for steadfast allies like ding Chunming and Wen Wenhai, full trust eluded him toward others. His caution proved wise—blind faith would have spelled his demise repeatedly.

The blood kill sect's precarious position tolerated no errors. Thus, vigilance toward these newcomers was essential. A single traitor exiting the secret realm could expose them, drawing the blood sea realm's collective wrath. Zhao Hai resolved to prevent that catastrophe.

With these matters settled, Zhao Hai turned to refining preparations. The undead clan required no concern; power of faith mattered little as his servants, bolstered by the corpse demon forefather's bloodline trace. Zhao Hai crafted spatial equipment for their Island Lord rank experts, intending faithful slaves within. But he quickly realized the redundancy. Even sans power of belief, dead spirit Island Lords wielded immense might. Their potent death Qi rivaled belief power in destructive force.

For folks like Xu Gang, however, spatial gear to house people remained vital. He'd enable them to nurture believers inside, harvesting faith power. This boost would aid their cultivation and battles tremendously.

Yet, Zhao Hai's initial creation wasn't people-storing spatial equipment, but the vessel Laura and others had designed. He sought a colossal ship featuring expansive inner space. It must accommodate all, complete with daily necessities. Hence, its internal realm demanded vastness.

After days of effort, Laura and the team finalized the ship's blueprint. Seeing the concept, Zhao Hai stood momentarily stunned. The vessel appeared modestly sized externally. Crucially, its completion hinged on a key figure: the bronze man.

The bronze man, a formation-born entity akin to the formation elder, had shone brightly in past trials with overwhelming power. He'd rescued Chang Jun and allies in dire straits. Grateful, they honored him, though he remained taciturn, shunning chit-chat even with Zhao Hai. Obediently, he executed commands tirelessly—a model ally.

This time, Laura and company's task involved enhancing the bronze man with fresh materials. They'd extract and empower his core ghost, amplifying its potency. Then, refine his frame anew, carving a rock-solid inner space within. This space must endure stability while offering ample room. It could even split into dual layers: the lower for believers, vast and suited to farming, livestock, and practice; the upper reserved for Zhao Hai and companions.