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

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Previously on Living In Another World With A Farm...
Zhao Hai has ordered the Ghost Shadow Group to withdraw and lie low after the major sects successfully dismantled their intelligence network and targeted their strongholds. The Lady Boss's operation suffered a major blow when it was discovered that new recruits had been compromised by the nine great sects, leading to the capture of her subordinates and the destruction of her network. Facing the risk of falling into a trap designed to lure them into open conflict, Zhao Hai chooses to suppress his urge for immediate retaliation. Instead, he shifts focus toward a secret purge of the Ghostwind bandits' inner circle to prevent further leaks while preparing for a silent, long-term approach.

Many might assume that within a demonic Sect, the bond between master and disciple is devoid of true affection, reduced to nothing more than mutual exploitation. Tales of masters murdering their disciples or vice versa circulate, yet these are largely misconceptions. Such narratives are fabricated by righteous sects specifically to paint the demonic path in a negative light.

In truth, the lineage and inheritance within the demonic sect are held in high regard. The master often shows deep concern for their disciples, who in turn exhibit great deference. This exists because regardless of whether one treads the righteous path or the demonic one, or how high one reaches in Cultivation—even after long periods in seclusion—the fundamental reality remains: one is human. Humans are inherently social creatures. Solitude is unsustainable; interaction is inevitable, and one is inevitably influenced by the perceptions of others regarding their actions.

This applies equally to those of the demonic sect. While their specific Cultivation techniques or inherently cold dispositions might lead them to kill, there exist ironclad boundaries they dare not cross. To do so would invite peril. Above all else, the betrayal or slaying of one's own master is an absolute taboo.

"Should you betray, murder, or show disrespect to your master, your reputation will be shattered. Once such dishonor stains you, others will shun you entirely. You will find yourself ostracized, lacking the support needed to advance. No matter the extent of your strength, you will achieve nothing of substance in such a state."

For this reason, master-killing is a rarity in the dark sect. Even minor signs of disrespect are treated as grave offenses that garner zero tolerance. Any individual who commits such an act faces immediate shunning by the entire dark sect and often finds themselves hunted down.

Within the dark sect, one might be bloodthirsty and prone to various evils; this is seen as entirely normal. Others care little for your individual depravities so long as you do not provoke them. However, should you truly dare to betray the sect or act with insolence toward your master, death is the only certainty. If your own sect does not punish you, those from other sects might hunt you down regardless. Consequently, loyalty to one's master is arguably more strictly observed in the dark sect than in any righteous Sect.

Having weighed these considerations, Yu Qing finally determined to establish his own base on Ghost Bone Island. While this choice would undoubtedly complicate his future operations, offending Gu Ming would have invited far greater calamity.

A smile touched Gu Ming’s lips as he heard Yu Qing’s decision. He stated in a solemn tone, "The Yu family has fallen; from this day forward, you shall function as an Island Master under the Dark Ghost Sect. However, establishing your base on Ghost Bone Island is unnecessary. The three islands of my Ghost Bone clan are already working in concert, and our territory is substantial. You must strike out and create your own island. First, this allows us to form another branch. Second, we must avoid feeding the suspicion that we are overreaching. Very few factions possess the unity of five combined islands, and having more than our current three would be detrimental to our standing. Thus, you must venture out to build your own territory."

Yu Qing was startled by these words. He responded earnestly, "I understand, Master, but I have no predetermined location in mind for such an endeavor. Please provide your guidance on where I should establish this island." Yu Qing bowed, testing to see if Gu Ming genuinely intended to grant him independence or if an ambitious ulterior motive lay behind the instruction.

Gu Ming appeared even more pleased with this submission. He glanced at Yu Qing and smiled, "I intended to address that. I want you to establish your island right here!" With a flick of his wrist, he produced a Jade slip. A myriad of light points bloomed into a map representing the Dark Ghost Sect’s territory. He pointed to a specific region where several islands existed but a patch of empty space remained. While the map made the space seem small, the distance was, in reality, vast.

Yu Qing examined the indicated location with surprise. It was quite distant from Ghost Bone Island. He had assumed Gu Ming would place him nearby to serve as a defensive bulwark, but this clearly wasn't the case. Puzzled by this logistical choice, he felt confused.

Gu Ming smiled at him. "Do not overthink this. Carry out my order. Build your island and focus on gradual development. Should you require resources, come to me. But remember this: regardless of who approaches you or what incentives they offer, keep in mind that I am your master. Do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Qing immediately affirmed, "Yes, Master. Have no concern; I understand perfectly." Naturally, he grasped that deeper political maneuvering was at play—likely tied to the internal schisms within the sect. The power struggle between factions clearly had reached a critical threshold.

Gu Ming nodded. "Refrain from mentioning your identity as a scion of the Yu family to anyone, and ensure your subordinates follow suit. Your lineage ends here; treat it as a secret to avoid unnecessary idle chatter. Yu Qing, go and find rest. I intend to report your elevation to Island Master to the Sect, along with our plans for your island development. Wait for further instructions."

In a major organization like the Dark Ghost Sect, personal initiative is insufficient for establishing a new base; formal Sect approval is mandatory. Yu Qing acknowledged this requirement and remained silent.

Gu Ming added, "You have only just become an Island Master. You require time to stabilize your Dantian and your current level of cultivation. You may remain here in seclusion for now. Once I have made the necessary arrangements, I will inform you to proceed with the construction of your island. Go." With that, he rose and departed with his retinue.

Yu Qing saw them out, closed the door, and retreated to his meditation chamber. The communication array in the room sat dark, having lost its power source. Looking at it, a strange glint appeared in his eyes. He realized the significance of the lecture from the Ghost Shadow group; it had directly facilitated his advancement into an Island Lord level expert, a development that shocked even him.

Just as he secured the communication array, a voice suddenly echoed, "Not bad at all. To reach the status of an Island Lord is quite an achievement." Startled, Yu Qing looked up to find the man in black—the same individual who had delivered the head—standing in a secluded corner he hadn't even noticed.

Panic flared within Yu Qing. He was now an expert of considerable power, yet he remained unable to sense the man's presence. This implied the stranger’s strength far exceeded his own. It was no mystery how the Ghost Shadow group had eradicated the Tang family if such individuals commanded their ranks.

The man in black gazed at Yu Qing and stated coldly, "As you are now an Island Master, you should proceed with establishing your domain. I have one request. Once you commence, grant us a few days to deploy a defensive array on your island. This is intended to ensure your continued security. Do you agree?"

Yu Qing felt a momentary hesitation before accepting. He realized the defensive array served a secondary, perhaps more covert, purpose, but his allegiance was already sworn. "Very well," he replied. "I shall delay the completion by ten days. Whatever modifications you make, you must ensure they remain entirely invisible. The eyes of the Dark Ghost Sect’s experts are razor-sharp."

The man in black nodded. "Do not worry. You are of great utility to us; we do not intend for you to suffer harm. Farewell." He then vanished into the shadows, leaving no trace behind—a feat that defied even Yu Qing's current senses.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Qing felt a profound sense of unease. His own progress to the Island Lord tier was significant, yet he felt like a novice before this stranger. He had no choice but to reconsider the true scale of the Ghost Shadow group's might.

Meanwhile, deep within the ship’s internal space, Zhao Hai shed his black robes. He was the man in black. Only one within the Bloody Massacre Sect possessed the subtlety to infiltrate Yu Qing’s quarters completely undetected, ensuring their true strength remained a complete mystery to him.

Seeing Zhao Hai return, Laura asked, "Big Brother Hai, has the matter with Yu Qing been settled? Did he agree?" Both Laura and the others had formulated this strategy; they intended to use the premise of the defensive array to anchor a secondary, autonomous space within Yu Qing’s island. This would allow them to transfer faithful slaves directly from the ship's internal dimension while creating a facade for the main hall, meant to mislead any future investigators.