Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8562 8562: The plan (1)

Many observers mistakenly believe that within a demonic sect, the bond between a mentor and their apprentice is entirely devoid of affection, driven solely by mutual exploitation. It is often claimed that masters and disciples frequently resort to killing one another. In reality, such notions are entirely unfounded—a fabrication concocted by the righteous sects to smear the reputation of the demonic path.

To the contrary, the passing of inheritance within the demonic sect is held in the highest regard. Masters show deep concern for their disciples, and in turn, pupils maintain profound respect for their mentors. This is because, irrespective of whether one walks the righteous path or practices the demonic arts, and regardless of how high one’s cultivation base has ascended or how long one has spent in isolation, the fundamental truth remains: they are human. Humans are inherently social beings. One cannot exist in total solitude; every person must interact with their peers and remains conscious of their reputation. One must weigh how their actions will be perceived by others.

The followers of the devil sect operate under the same principles. While their chosen cultivation techniques may render them bloodthirsty or naturally cold, there exist certain boundaries that even they cannot disregard. Crossing these lines invites ruin. The most critical among these is the prohibition against betraying one’s master, let alone taking their life.

If you were to betray your master, commit deicide, or show outright disrespect, your reputation would be permanently shattered. Once disgraced, associates would shun you, and you would inevitably face total isolation from the cultivation world. In such a predicament, no amount of personal strength would allow you to achieve any meaningful success.

Because of this, cases of disciples murdering their masters in the dark sect remain exceedingly rare. Even minor acts of disrespect are viewed as grave offenses, tolerated by none. Should someone actually kill their master, they would be cast out by the entirety of the dark sect and likely hunted down without mercy.

Within the dark sect, one may be cruel or commit heinous deeds—this is viewed as ordinary. No one bothers with your personal conduct so long as you do not provoke them. However, should you dare to betray your sect and show contempt for your master, death is essentially guaranteed. Should you fail to handle it perfectly, even members of rival sects might join the hunt against you. Therefore, in the dark sect, devotion to one's master often exceeds that found even within the righteous sects.

For these reasons, having weighed all factors, Yu Qing eventually decided to establish his stronghold on Ghost Bone Island. While this decision would introduce certain logistical hurdles to his future operations, offending Gu Ming would have undoubtedly created a far greater catastrophe.

A smile graced Gu Ming’s face upon hearing Yu Qing’s commitment. He spoke in a gravelly tone, "The Yu family has been eradicated. From this point forward, you are an island master of the Dark Ghost Sect. However, there is no need to construct your island on Ghost Bone Island itself. My three islands have consolidated their strength, and that is sufficient. You must establish your own, separate island. Firstly, this allows us to open another branch. Secondly, we cannot invite suspicion that our faction is growing too powerful. Most domains only consist of a triad of islands; rarely do you see five working in tandem. Since Ghost Bone Island already features three, adding more is unwise. Thus, you must venture out to build your domain elsewhere."

Yu Qing was startled by these words. He responded solemnly, "I understand, Master. However, I have no specific location in mind for a new island. Could you guide me on where I should go?" Yu Qing bowed as he spoke, testing the waters to see if Gu Ming truly intended to give him independence. If Gu Ming were driven by grand ambition, he would certainly designate a specific territory.

Gu Ming seemed even more pleased by the response. He glanced at Yu Qing and smiled, "I was just about to address that. I want you to establish your island right here!" With a flick of his hand, he produced a Jade slip. Immediately, thousands of brilliant light dots materialized, forming a map of the Dark Ghost Sect’s territory. He pointed to a specific coordinate. While several islands already existed in the vicinity, there was a patch of empty space. Though the gap on the map appeared small, the actual distance was vast.

Yu Qing studied the location Gu Ming indicated with surprise. It was quite far from Ghost Bone Island. He had initially assumed his master would keep him nearby to serve as a guard station, but it appeared that was not the case. Puzzled by this strategic arrangement, he wore a confused expression.

Gu Ming eased his mind with a smile. "Do not overthink it. Simply follow my instructions. Construct your island and cultivate it slowly. Should you require resources, come to me. But remember, regardless of who approaches you or what incentives they offer, bear in mind that I am your master. Do you understand?"

Yu Qing quickly replied, "Understood, Master. Rest assured, I am fully aware of my duty." Naturally, he grasped that there was significant strategy behind this placement—likely tied to the complex web of tensions between factions within the sect. It appeared the internal conflict had already escalated into an open power struggle.

Gu Ming nodded. "Keep your past identity as a scion of the Yu family hidden from everyone. Do not speak of it. Yu Qing’s identity concludes here. If anyone gossips, it creates vulnerabilities. For now, go and rest. I shall report your appointment as an island master to the sect and request your new territory. Await my word."

In a major organization like the Dark Ghost Sect, an expert cannot just claim land; it requires formal approval, which explained Gu Ming’s cautious approach. Yu Qing acknowledged this with a nod.

Gu Ming added, "As you have just ascended to the rank of island master, you must stabilize your cultivation. Remain in seclusion here. Once the arrangements are finalized, I will notify you to proceed to your site. You may go now." With that, he rose and departed, followed by his entourage.

Yu Qing watched them leave, then closed the door and returned to his private quarters. The communication array in the room sat dim and inactive, having been cut off from its energy source. As he gazed at the device, a strange glimmer ignited in his eyes. He had never expected a lecture from the ghost shadow group to propel him into the status of an Island Lord. The sudden turn of events left him stunned.

As he cleared the array, a voice suddenly echoed, "Quite impressive. You have achieved the level of an Island Lord. That is excellent." Startled, Yu Qing scanned the room, only to find the man in black—the same one who had delivered the head previously—standing in a shadowed corner. His presence had been entirely masked.

A shiver ran down Yu Qing’s spine. He was now an Island Lord, yet he failed to perceive the intruder. This implied the man possessed power far beyond his own. To think such an individual was merely a operative of the ghost shadow group! It was now abundantly clear how they had managed to wipe out the Tang family.

The man in black continued, "Since you are now an island master, you must develop your domain. I have a request. After you begin construction, grant us several days of access. We will dispatch a team to install a defense array. This is to ensure your protection. Do you agree?"

Yu Qing hesitated for only a second before realizing the implication. They surely intended to do more than just install a simple barrier. While he could not decipher their true aim, having joined their cause, he had little choice but to comply. "Very well. I will delay the initial work for ten days. Install whatever you require, but ensure the island remains inconspicuous. You are aware how terrifying the experts of the Dark Ghost Sect can be." The man in black nodded. "Do not fret. You are a valuable asset; we will not see you fall. Goodbye." With those words, he vanished into the shadows as if he had never been there. Even with his newfound power, Yu Qing could not fathom how the man had escaped his senses.

Drawing a long breath, Yu Qing felt a deep sense of dread. The fact that the man’s power still remained beyond his grasp forced him to reevaluate the true reach of the ghost shadow group.

Meanwhile, Zhao Hai had returned to his room within the spatial dimension of his boat, having shed his black attire. He was the one who had contacted Yu Qing. Within the entire Blood Massacre Sect, only he could infiltrate Yu Qing’s room so thoroughly. This precaution was necessary to conceal the true depth of their power from Yu Qing.

As Zhao Hai materialized, Laura greeted him, "Big brother Hai, did the conversation go well? Did he agree?" Laura and the others had devised the strategy, so they anticipated his return. The plan was remarkably straightforward: they would use the cover of the defense array construction to establish a secret, independent sect space within the island. This would serve as a conduit to teleport their thralls directly from the boat. Additionally, they would construct a fabricated main hall to serve as a decoy should any future investigators look into the matter.