Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8320: Observation _1

Zhao Hai occupied a small chamber situated outside the copper Palace. It was clear that this room had been constructed recently. The space was quite cramped, containing nothing but a single futon. Zhao Hai paid the lack of luxury no mind. He took his seat upon the futon and entered a state of meditation.

His current position was roughly 300 meters from the copper Palace, providing him a sharp view of the structure. It was an imposing building, standing about 30 meters tall. The palace was square-shaped, with each side measuring approximately 300 meters. There were no decorative flourishes on the copper Palace, making it look less like a royal residence and more like a colossal Copper Box, resembling a construction made of six giant copper coins.

A single door for entry and exit was set into one of the copper Palace’s walls. This door remained shut, and the entirety of the copper Palace was engraved with an astronomical number of runes. These runes flickered incessantly. It was evident that these markings served to suppress the killing intent radiating from the killing God saber, and they appeared to be highly effective.

Zhao Hai remained seated with a composed look on his face. As he sensed his environment, he noted that the small houses surrounding the area were positioned in a specific formation. Beneath these structures lay array talismans. Should a threat arise, these dwellings would instantly transform into small array eyes. The occupants could then channel mana into these array eyes to activate the defensive array immediately.

The conditions in the surrounding small rooms were identical. Other cultivators were seated within, all of them young and deep in meditation. A few even displayed hints of excitement on their features. Zhao Hai remained indifferent to this. It was natural for them to react that way, as he could already detect the presence of killing intent within the room. It was a remarkably pure form of killing intent.

Naturally, this killing intent could not be concealed from Zhao Hai. Having taken so many lives, the killing intent he carried was more potent than anyone else's in the blood sea. Since he possessed total mastery over his own killing intent, how could this escape his notice? Zhao Hai exhaled a long breath, slowly shut his eyes, and started to refine the killing intent.

Even though the killing intent present here was insignificant to him, he proceeded with the refinement because there was nothing else he could do. This location served as the heart of blood Shadow Island and the entire bloody sea Alliance. Zhao Hai was certain that Bai Xin did not fully trust them. It was highly likely that he was currently monitoring them with his spiritual awareness. Initially, using spiritual awareness to watch the copper Palace and the disciples wouldn't cause suspicion, but if Zhao Hai failed to refine the killing intent, it would surely trigger Bai Xin’s doubts. Who was Bai Xin now? He was the foundational pillar of the bloodstained sea Alliance. To kill Zhao Hai, he required no justification; mere suspicion would suffice. Consequently, Zhao Hai had to remain cautious.

While he focused on refining the killing intent, Zhao Hai secretly deployed numerous spell insects. These insects were miniscule and capable of traveling through the earth. They could even camouflage themselves as soil at a moment's notice, making them nearly impossible to find. Thus, Zhao Hai felt confident that Bai Xin would not detect them.

The moment Zhao Hai released a spell bug, he sensed a formidable yet well-concealed divine sense entering his quarters. Zhao Hai felt a surge of shock. He worried that his release of the spell bug had been discovered. If that were true, the repercussions would be catastrophic.

However, Zhao Hai quickly dismissed the concern. Had the observer caught him, they would have locked onto him with their spiritual will and eliminated him instantly. There would be no need for such subtle observation. Therefore, it was more likely the party was merely surveying him and had missed his subtle actions.

Despite this realization, Zhao Hai increased his vigilance, as it confirmed his theory that they were being watched. Even if it wasn't Bai Xin, it had to be another Island Lord level expert. Blood Shadow Island hosted many such masters, any of whom could be keeping tabs on them.

Zhao Hai maintained a facade of ignorance, dedicating himself to the refinement of the killing intent. This was the expected behavior for a disciple in his position. Simultaneously, he kept a close watch on that divine sense, curious to see how long the surveillance would last. If the monitoring was constant, it would prove problematic.

Time ticked away steadily. Before long, four hours had passed. The divine sense remained, giving Zhao Hai a bit of a headache. He understood, however, that any unusual movements now would mean his end. Regardless of who was watching, any slip-up would lead to a grim fate.

Zhao Hai was also certain that he would not take any major risks until he fully grasped the internal state of the copper Palace. Thus, he continued to refine the killing intent with a peaceful mind. Though this killing intent was far less than his own, it was foreign to him. By refining it, he could make it his own, which was undeniably beneficial.

Throughout the refinement process, he stayed alert to the divine sense. It lingered in his room for ten hours before finally withdrawing. This allowed Zhao Hai to breathe a sigh of relief, yet he remained still. His focus stayed on the copper Palace. The structure resembled a massive Copper Box. While it wasn't entirely seamless, every gap was reinforced and sealed. Without a specific technique, opening this Copper Box was an impossible task.

Without a way to open it, the contents remained a mystery. If the contents were unknown, one couldn't understand the internal workings, let alone attempt a theft. This reality was why Zhao Hai acted with such extreme care.

A full day went by. At the stroke of midnight, Zhao Hai suddenly perceived the killing intent becoming significantly more intense and chaotic. Startled, he snapped his eyes open. In that instant, a crushing pressure descended upon him, followed by a booming voice: "All disciples, remain still. From this moment on, keep in mind that every day at midnight, the killing intent will become violently unstable for fifteen minutes. During this window, do not attempt to refine the killing intent." With that warning, the voice vanished.

Upon feeling that immense pressure and hearing the voice, Zhao Hai was certain it belonged to Bai Xin. He had experienced similar pressure from the blood Buddha ha Jing. Only an expert of ha Jing's caliber could exert such an aura. Since this pressure was felt here, it had to be Bai Xin. Only Bai Xin and Yin Wuchang possessed such power. Since Yin Wuchang was on impermanence Island, the source had to be Bai Xin.

Zhao Hai acted the part of a terrified disciple, trembling slightly. Once the voice ceased, he gave a submissive response and waited for the presence to fade. It took a long time for him to truly relax. During that interval, he halted his refinement but stayed motionless. He sat in thought, analyzing the situation and the instructions. If Bai Xin’s words were accurate, the killing God blade’s intent turned violent every midnight. If that was the case... it presented a perfect opportunity.

Still, Zhao Hai did not move. He lacked sufficient information and needed to be patient. He knew that waiting made him passive, but often, patience was the superior strategy. He had to wait, particularly now. Any action would be spotted immediately. To act now would be to seek death. So, he waited.

The fifteen minutes passed quickly, and the heavy pressure lifted. Zhao Hai resumed his meditation while simultaneously brainstorming a way to infiltrate the copper Palace. He needed to get inside and assess the situation before he could formulate his next move.

The night ended in this manner. Zhao Hai remained in his spot, refining killing intent as if he were in deep seclusion. His spell bugs, however, were busy. they crept outward, eventually covering nearly the entire copper Palace and the surrounding cabins. Zhao Hai also discovered that the path between their cabins and the palace was guarded by a multitude of restrictive spells. Reaching the palace would be no simple feat.

It wasn't until the following midnight that the violent killing intent flared up again. Once more, it lasted fifteen minutes, accompanied by that same overwhelming pressure. However, as the killing intent subsided, the pressure vanished as well. Zhao Hai realized his previous night's theory was correct. Every midnight, the killing intent of the God-killing blade became uncontrollable, rendering the weapon unusable. Yet, one thing puzzled him: why did the pressure manifest? The first time was to give a warning, but why the second? Was the expert using his aura to hold back the killing intent? That seemed unlikely. If the killing intent was that violent, failing to suppress it properly could lead to a backlash that would ruin everything. The presence of this pressure was highly suspicious.

Zhao Hai resolved to keep observing. He had to uncover the reason behind that pressure. He was convinced it didn't appear without a purpose. There had to be a reason, even if it remained hidden for now.

Consequently, Zhao Hai began a meticulous observation of everything: the copper Palace, the arrays, the restrictive spells, the pressure, the divine senses, the cabins, and the other disciples. He monitored everything within his reach. He understood that while these details seemed trivial now, the day would come when he could piece them together to find a way to seize the God-slaying saber. He was confident that day would arrive. But first, he had to find a way into the copper Palace. Even if the door opened for just a second, he only needed to slip his spiritual sense inside. Only then would he truly understand the interior and be able to execute his plan.