Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8525: Bone_1

Chang Jun, Wen Yuming, and Xu Gang got summoned to Zhao Hai's study. Upon their arrival, they discovered Zhu Yong was already present in Zhao Hai's study. The trio immediately offered salutes to Zhao Hai upon entering. He nodded and replied, “You’re welcome, sit down.” Then he indicated the chairs positioned before him. They acknowledged and took their seats.

Zhao Hai observed the three and declared in a solemn tone, “Today while resting, I abruptly sensed being watched. I suspect the adversaries employed a hidden method to track us down. In recent days, during our assaults on the sects within the Blood River Sea, intelligence reached us that the local sects have allied and prepared to counter us. I believe they are the ones seeking us out now. What views do you all hold on this situation?”

Zhao Hai's statement took the three aback. Chang Jun's face shifted, and he responded gravely, “Sect master, we've plundered numerous items in the Blood River Sea already. I suggest we depart and target other regions for more looting. We could even focus on cultivation undisturbed for some time, given our loyal servants and ample resources. No need for concern any longer.”

Zhao Hai remained silent, merely nodding. Next, he directed his gaze to Wen Yuming. After pondering, Wen Yuming stated deeply, “I believe departing now isn't wise. The Blood River Sea inhabitants are remnants of the righteous path—we're certain of that. Handling them here ensures they won't seek aid from external sects. Even if other sects learn of events, they won't intervene. This presents an ideal chance to establish our reputation. Yet, with our present power, we can't overpower them outright, so caution is essential. My proposal: we conceal ourselves temporarily and avoid direct clashes. They can't perpetually muster full forces against us. Once they weary, that's our moment to strike.”

Zhao Hai stayed quiet. He shifted his attention to Xu Gang. Seeing Zhao Hai's regard, Xu Gang felt anxious but pressed on, “Sect master, I propose we pause to recover, then strike them fiercely. We've battled continuously these past days, leaving everyone somewhat fatigued, though our spirits remain elevated. A brief respite is in order. Given our vessel's swiftness, catching us won't be simple for them. Refreshed, we can engage. We're no pushovers—with aliens and ghost soldiers at our disposal. Even in open combat, we needn't fear; we can rout them thoroughly, then seize the Blood River Sea decisively.”

The trio's suggestions revealed their distinct approaches, mirroring their individual traits. Chang Jun favored caution above all. Regardless of circumstances, if danger loomed, he'd withdraw at once. He'd forgo gains to safeguard security. Wen Yuming, by contrast, was shrewd. He'd engage foes but first wear them down before delivering the final blow.

Xu Gang embodied boldness. He sought direct confrontation to crush opponents swiftly. Each strategy held merit, yet Chang Jun's seemed overly guarded. Fleeing now meant confronting fresh adversaries elsewhere. Such secluded spots like the Blood River Sea, cut off from the wider world, were rare. Abandoning it prematurely wasted potential. Here, they could tackle local sects freely. Beyond, the nine great sects posed constant threats. Recall their severe clash with the dark ghost sect before.

Wen Yuming's approach, while solid, risked dampening long-term morale. This encompassed not just current enthusiasm but sustained vigor. The prior destruction of the bloody massacre sect had crushed spirits deeply. Surface recovery masked lingering dread. Zhao Hai knew they harbored doubts. A shadow of terror lingered, stemming from fear of identity exposure to the other nine sects. Revelation promised catastrophe. Thus, despite successes in plundering and victories, unease persisted. Without conquering this, smooth campaigns remained possible, but true conflict would falter.

To rebuild assurance and drive, a major clash was needed—a triumph of underdogs over superiors. This would affirm their strength, restoring belief. Achieving it would banish future fears.

Thus, Xu Gang's strategy fit best. A single decisive win, a resounding one. Only then could confidence surge, instilling pride and conviction in superiority. It would uphold the blood slaughter sect's honor. Remember, the blood slaughter sect faced upper-realm powerhouses unflinchingly, standing firm unto death. That was their unbreakable spirit. Now fractured, Zhao Hai aimed to mend it.

Chang Jun and the rest watched Zhao Hai silently. After hearing their inputs, he shut his eyes without comment. Unease stirred among them, uncertain of his mind. Moments later, Zhao Hai's eyes snapped open, gleaming as he addressed them. “Do you all recall your true selves?”

His query left Chang Jun and others puzzled, unclear on intent. Zhao Hai eyed them sternly and intoned, “Have you forgotten your origins?” The edge in his voice prompted them to rise swiftly, chorusing to Zhao Hai, “We are disciples of the bloody massacre sect!”

Zhao Hai nodded. Fixing the three with a intense gaze, he proclaimed deeply, “Indeed. Have you truly remembered being blood slaughter sect disciples? Not mere brigands—you're blood slaughter sect members. We seize what we desire through force. Yet we've never cowered before foes. How could the puny Blood River Sea stand against us? True, our numbers are few, our experts scarce compared to theirs—but what of it? As blood slaughter sect disciples, our prowess is matchless worldwide. Even a higher-realm titan who razed the blood slaughter sect paid dearly—losing a digit, suffering wounds. That's why the blood slaughter sect fears nothing. Though we conceal our name presently, it's not from dread of great sects. It's to conserve power, secure a nurturing ground. We're not intimidated. We're rectifying past errors. Their end will come—we'll eradicate them in time. Thus, in this fight, we crush them outright and reveal our dominance!”

As his words concluded, Zhao Hai rose. Chang Jun and companions stared with fervent eyes. They seemed to see him radiate light. Simultaneously, a fierce killing intent rose from them. Recollection dawned: they were blood slaughter sect disciples. Once, sect members roamed unchallenged, save by rival majors. Their arrogance and fervor... Finally, the final vestige of terror vanished from their hearts.

Zhao Hai regarded Chang Jun and the others, commanding, “Relay my directive. Grant three days for rest. In that span, all recover fully. Three days hence, we clash directly with the Blood River Sea forces. Let’s witness what boldness lets them defy the blood slaughter sect!”

Chang Jun and the rest affirmed. Zhao Hai dismissed them with a gesture, and they departed. Once gone, Zhao Hai faced Zhu Yong. “Zhu Yong, progress on the task I assigned?” Zhao Hai had tasked Zhu Yong with offloading unneeded supplies for usable ones.

This served deception's purpose. Otherwise, sourcing vast space-derived materials proved inexplicable. Soon, their space could yield low-tier goods, rendering seized ones redundant. Exchanging for essentials made sense.

Zhu Yong controlled an info web. Via it, he could divest those items, acquiring utilities discreetly, without drawing eyes. This necessitated phased disposal, a cumbersome process.

Zhu Yong promptly answered, “Young master, I've assembled the personnel. I'll pull agents from the network to establish outlets in various markets, vending all supplies. This ensures smooth sales without suspicion. Using our own keeps it secure, free from supply risks.”

Zhao Hai approved with a nod, “Excellent, handle it meticulously to avoid notice. Erase any sect-specific identifiers on those items. Process them flawlessly. These outlets not only clear inventory but forge our trade lines and intel grid. Maintain constant liaison. If harassers emerge, resolve it decisively. Can't erode the network overseers' trust in us.”

“Yes,” Zhu Yong acknowledged. Zhao Hai gestured dismissal, and Zhu Yong exited the study.