Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8718: Medicinal pill (1)

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Previously on Living In Another World With A Farm...
The sickly man sect and the heaven crippling sect suffered heavy losses from the blood slaughter sect's attack, losing all their cultivation techniques and treasures. Despite the losses, they were forced to remain loyal to the Rahu sect due to a restriction placed on them. Meanwhile, the Shadow Realm Army's attack was repelled by the blood sea Alliance Army, but the six major sects, particularly the corpse demon sect, suffered greatly. Zhao Hai, having completed his seclusion and obtained a powerful rune, declared his intention to attack the weakened six major sects within three days, offering a way to break the Shadow Realm's restrictions in exchange for their surrender.

The declaration of war by the Bloody Massacre Sect against the six major sects finally arrived, a piece of news that should have sent shockwaves through the Blood Sea Realm. Yet, an unexpected calm followed its release, as if everyone had anticipated this confrontation. The only surprise was how swiftly it had come to pass.

Meanwhile, on an island belonging to the Corpse Demon Sect, a disciple addressed an Island Master-level expert with gravitas. "Master, I've said all I can. The Bloody Massacre Sect's leader, Zhao Hai, has promised that if you surrender, he will immediately assist in removing the restriction. You won't have to worry about it any longer. He still hopes that the forces within the Blood Sea Realm can unite and expel the invaders from the Shadow Realm."

This Corpse Demon Sect disciple was, in truth, a spy from the Bloody Massacre Sect. His mission was to persuade his master to yield to the Bloody Massacre Sect. Indeed, many disciples within the Corpse Demon Sect yearned to defect. They felt a profound sense of shame, especially since their Sect Leader had fallen in battle resisting the enemy. To surrender without a fight now would be a betrayal of their fallen leader, a path they'd rather die than take.

A significant number of younger disciples had already departed the Corpse Demon Sect. They preferred to join their rivals, the Bloody Massacre Sect, solely to continue their fight against the forces of the Shadow Realm. Youth is often characterized by fervent passion, and sometimes, such ardor is precisely what is needed. For if this passion were to extinguish, all hope for the sect would vanish.

It was this conviction that emboldened the disciple to approach his master. He had been embedded within the Corpse Demon Sect for a considerable time, having narrowly escaped death on several occasions, but he had persevered. Now, his moment to serve had arrived.

The Island Master of the Corpse Demon Sect regarded the disciple, asking, "You are with the Bloody Massacre Sect?" The Island Master was genuinely taken aback. He had never anticipated one of his own disciples being a spy for the Bloody Massacre Sect, especially one he held in such high regard.

The Corpse Demon Sect disciple affirmed, "Yes, Master. I belong to the Bloody Massacre Sect. It was they who provided me with everything I possess. I was once a mere ordinary disciple on this island, with no remarkable strength. The Bloody Massacre Sect secretly aided me, leading to my current standing. The cultivation technique I practice was actually passed down by them. Master, now that the Bloody Massacre Sect is on the brink of victory, I do not wish for you to be killed by them or be eternally condemned for betraying the Blood Sea Realm."

The Island Master mused, "Surrender is not an impossibility. They are, after all, another sect within the Blood Sea Realm. However, you are aware of the deep-seated animosity between our Corpse Demon Sect and the Bloody Massacre Sect. Even if Zhao Hai can truly remove my restriction, will they ever truly accept us? When the Bloody Massacre Sect was previously destroyed, we were instrumental in their downfall. Our enmity runs as deep as the ocean. Can we truly expect their wholehearted acceptance?"

The disciple responded in a hushed tone, "Master, Sect Leader Zhao Hai stated that the grudges between the Bloody Massacre Sect and the Corpse Demon Sect are an internal matter for the Blood Sea Realm. Furthermore, he deeply admires Sect Leader Li Ruohai's actions. He is willing to put aside these past grievances and work with us against the Corpse Demon Sect. His intentions are sincere."

The Island Master gave his disciple a discerning look and declared gravely, "Our Sect Leader perished in battle, and we did not fall with him. This in itself is a disgrace. However, as a cultivator, I have no desire to become a slave to the Shadow Realm. Go and inform the Bloody Massacre Sect that I am willing to surrender. My only hope is that Sect Leader Zhao Hai can lift the seal upon me. Without its removal, my life remains forfeit at any moment, rendering my surrender meaningless."

The disciple acknowledged the island owner’s words and bowed before departing. Once the disciple was gone, the island owner let out a sigh and closed his eyes. He understood that with this decision made, there was no turning back. However, just as he had told his disciple, he was a cultivator and refused to become another person's subordinate. Furthermore, Li Ruohai's demise had deeply impacted him. Who was Li Ruohai? He was the one who desired immortality the most, willing to sacrifice his own kin for it. Yet, this man, so consumed by the pursuit of eternal life, had sacrificed himself to oppose the forces from the shadow world. What right did he have not to resist? Was it merely to cling to life? Could his own life hold more value than Li Ruohai’s? He couldn't accept that notion.

This thought led him to exhale deeply. He held immense respect for Li Ruohai. With Li Ruohai gone, his ties to the Corpse Demon Sect were significantly loosened, alleviating any psychological burden about potentially aligning with the Blood Slaughter Sect. What he desired now was battle, a fight against the shadow realm, and vengeance for Li Ruohai. He was certain many within the Corpse Demon Sect shared this sentiment, believing countless others were equally unwilling to be subjugated by the denizens of the shadow realm.

As these thoughts occupied the island master, his disciple reappeared. He was taken aback but allowed the disciple entry. Upon entering, the disciple bowed and spoke, "Master, I have made contact with the Blood Slaughter Sect. The sect leader has sent this pill for you. He stated that consuming it will lift the seal upon your body."

The island master observed the small jade bottle his disciple offered and his brow furrowed slightly. "Are you certain the Blood Slaughter Sect said that?" he inquired, his voice deep. "They don't even know the nature of my restriction, yet they claim a pill can remove it? Isn't that rather dismissive?"

The disciple replied gravely, "The Blood Slaughter Sect leader claims he is fully aware of the restriction imposed by the shadow realm forces and has even tested it himself. This pill was recently developed specifically to counteract their restriction. Please, have no worries, Master."

The island master cast a glance at the jade bottle, then sighed profoundly. "Very well, I shall trust them this time. If they have indeed deceived me, then I must accept my misfortune." With a wave of his hand, the jade bottle floated into his grasp. He opened the jade slip within and discovered a blood-red elixir inside. The pill was roughly the size of a longan fruit, entirely crimson, emitting a pleasant, faint fragrance. Studying the elixir, the island master found nothing amiss. Gritting his teeth, he consumed it.

The moment the elixir entered his mouth, it dissolved into a fragrant liquid that coursed down his throat. However, as the liquid spread through him, he suddenly found himself unable to move. To his surprise, a mystical formation materialized around his body, originating from beneath him and slowly ascending. The formation moved at a moderate pace, neither too fast nor too slow. After approximately twenty breaths, it had moved past his head. The formation then retracted, transforming back into a black pill before falling to the ground. He realized he could move again.

He caught the fallen pill and looked at it, bewildered. Turning to his disciple, he asked, "What was that?" He had never encountered such a pill before. One that, after ingestion, manifested a magical formation which could even reconstitute itself into a pill – it was exceedingly peculiar.

The disciple examined the pill and stated, "Master, Sect Leader Zhao Hai explained that the shadow realm forces employ a bloodline restriction. That pill is a fusion of a restrictive array and the elixir itself. It not only expels the restriction from your body but also transforms into this pill afterward. If the restriction were broken through conventional means, the shadow realm's agents would detect it instantly. However, this method bypasses their detection. As long as you keep this pill with you, they will remain unaware. You have successfully removed the restriction, and this pill also serves as a form of ongoing protection for you."

Upon hearing his disciple’s report, the island master was taken aback. He examined the pill in his hand and affirmed, "That does seem reasonable. Very well, I shall keep this pill. What are the Bloody Slaughter Sect's further commands? Are they expecting us to join their ranks imminently?"

The disciple quickly responded, "No, Master. Sect Leader Zhao Hai has stated that our only obligation is to pledge allegiance when they launch an assault on the Corpse Demon Sect. There is no immediate need to formally join the Bloody Slaughter Sect. Mishandling this could lead to pursuit by forces from the Shadow Realm, which would be a significant detriment."

The island master, upon hearing this, couldn't help but furrow his brow. "But if I do not join the Bloody Slaughter Sect now, what if the Shadow Realm forces compel us to join their army and confront the Bloody Slaughter Sect? If we were to join the Bloody Slaughter Sect then, would we not still face retribution from the Shadow Realm?"

The disciple offered a smile. "Sect Leader Zhao Hai says we shall understand when the time comes. For now, your only task is to attack when instructed." In truth, the disciple himself was unaware of Zhao Hai's precise strategy, merely relaying the instructions passed down from Zhu Yong, who had been the initial contact.

Despite the lingering uncertainties, the island master now found himself aligned with the Bloody Slaughter Sect and placed his trust in them. Nevertheless, he remained deeply intrigued by Zhao Hai's intentions and was even more captivated by the legendary exploits of the Bloody Slaughter Sect's leader.

Zhao Hai's history was indeed the stuff of legend. When the Bloody Slaughter Sect was annihilated, only Zhao Hai and a select few managed to escape. Yet, within a mere handful of years, they had re-emerged in the Blood Sea Realm, astonishingly conquering both the Yin Yang Sect and the Yin Ghost Sect in a single, decisive blow. These two sects were once formidable powers, in no way inferior to the former Bloody Slaughter Sect, making their swift downfall truly remarkable.

This astounding turn of events fueled widespread curiosity throughout the Blood Sea Realm regarding Zhao Hai. Countless individuals were eager to understand how he had achieved so much in such a compressed timeframe. It was widely acknowledged that even with a lifetime of dedicated effort, others could not hope to replicate Zhao Hai's accomplishments; his prowess was truly extraordinary.