Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8387: 364 beating _1

Zhao Hai's statement carried a touch of overstatement, naturally. The mighty sects had certainly considered wiping out the minor forces nearby, yet none of them ever pulled it off. That said, it didn't dent the prestige of those grand sects at all, given how their overwhelming power stood plain for everyone to witness. Even if the Blood Slaughter Sect failed to crush the 13 Family Alliance in a single strike this round, it wouldn't spell trouble. At present, not a single sect would dare belittle the Blood Slaughter Sect anymore. After starting from such a dire underdog spot, the Blood Slaughter Sect's success in repelling waves of assaults from the top sects alone screamed of its formidable prowess.

Zhao Hai spoke those words mainly to jolt the group back to reality. He aimed to make clear that slacking off and getting cocky wasn't an option right now. Lately, he'd noticed how the fresh triumph and reclaiming the Western Defense Line had puffed up their egos a bit. They were starting to scorn the world's other powerhouses, which was a total no-go. Arrogant troops always meet defeat—that's a truth anyone gets. So, he figured a stern heads-up was in order for this bunch.

Cold sweat trickled down the foreheads of the listeners upon hearing Zhao Hai. His warning had genuinely spooked them. Should their slip-up doom the Blood Slaughter Sect's push against the 13 Family Alliance, they'd go down as the sect's forever villains. No way could they shoulder that kind of guilt.

Zhao Hai eyed the assembly and let out a huff. “Today marks our celebration, but just for now. Once you're back, tell everyone to stay sharp. If anybody drags us down during the strike on the 13 Family Alliance, I'll handle them myself. Got it?”

“Yes, Commander, we've got it!” came the unified shout from the group. Though the Western Defense Line conflict wrapped up and Zhao Hai's commander role officially ended, the respect and awe he'd earned over the ordeal lingered strong. Deep down, they all still saw him as their leader, their boss.

Right then, a burst of white light flickered from the teleportation array. Moments later, several silhouettes materialized there. Zhao Hai shot to his feet and barked to the others, “Come with me. The Sect Master and company have arrived. Let's greet them!” The crowd hopped up fast and trailed after Zhao Hai. Excitement buzzed through plenty of them.

As Zhao Hai and his followers stepped from the hall toward the teleportation array's edge, they spotted the Sect Master and his entourage standing nearby, grins lighting their faces. The visitors scanned the lively scene on Blood Mountain Island, soaking in the cheers from the throng. Joy had everyone so wrapped up that most overlooked the array's glow or the Sect Master's entrance. Naturally, the few who caught on bowed right away to the Sect Master.

By now, Zhao Hai's party reached them. Folks across the island finally clocked the Sect Master and others too, dropping into bows toward him. Zhao Hai guided his team to the array's side and bowed as well. Then he called out, “Core disciple Zhao Hai greets the Sect Master, Elders, and Island Masters!”

Thousand Blades eyed Zhao Hai with a hearty laugh. “Hahahaha, excellent, Zhao Hai—you're one fine lad. You didn't let us down one bit. Worth every bit of faith I put in you by greenlighting those terms. Hahaha, sharp work, kid, sharp work.” With that, he clapped Zhao Hai on the shoulder.

“Your faith means everything, Sect Master. Without it, I couldn't have pulled off what I did. Please, Sect Master, Elders—this way.” Zhao Hai clasped his fists at once. He stepped aside with a welcoming sweep of his arm. The Sect Master gave a nod and strode ahead, the trailing Elders close behind. Island Masters from the Western Defense Line spots, plus Lei Sui, came along too.

Zhao Hai hustled ahead to steer them into the meeting hall. The place held up well since the foes fled with barely a fight. Perfect timing to host the Sect Master and crew inside. Anything else, and they'd lack a proper spot to settle.

Lei Gang brought up the rear of the procession. He watched Zhao Hai up front and cracked a smile, thrilled with his disciple's showing. This pupil shone in cultivation talent, alchemy skills, array mastery, plus battle command. Now, even the Sect Master held him in high regard. As his teacher, Lei Gang swelled with pride.

The crew filed into the main hall. Zhao Hai ushered the Sect Master and others to seats. He then dove into briefing the Sect Master on the war's toll: disciple casualties, resource drain, building wreckage, puppet damages, crystal losses—all laid out crisp and complete, point by point.

Such a thorough rundown from Zhao Hai caught the Sect Master off guard—he'd never heard one like it. Even the crystal stone tally got spelled out, which stunned everyone. Once Zhao Hai wrapped up, Dao Qianzhan fixed his gaze on him and said, “Spot on, Zhao Hai. Never figured you'd track divisions so meticulously. Fine job. Sure, losses hit us hard this go, but we held the Western Defense Line and the whole sect safe. No one in the Blood Sea Realm will scoff at us now. That's our biggest win!”

The assembly nodded along, Zhao Hai dipping his head too. Dao Qianzhan swept his eyes over them and pressed on, “The Western Defense Line took a brutal pounding, yet it's still ours—that's victory. Next up, though, we hammer the 13 Family Alliance with a lesson.”

Dao Qianzhan halted briefly after that, then added, “This assault on our Western Defense Line came under the banner of the 13 Family Alliance, even if other sects joined in. They spearheaded it from the start, pulling the rest along. So, we owe them a harsh reminder that messing with the Blood Slaughter Sect comes at a steep price.”

All present voiced agreement. Nobody pushed back on the Sect Master's call, since it matched their own burning drive. Blood Slaughter Sect folks weren't ones to swallow slights and bide years for payback. They struck back hot and fast, grudge fresh as dawn. Thus, Dao Qianzhan's push to hit the 13 Family Alliance drew zero flak—in fact, full-throated backing from every soul.

The Blood Slaughter Sect had weathered a storm of late: clashes with the Dark Ghost Sect, traps from rival groups, inner turmoil, then all-out war. Surface-wise, aside from that civil mess, they hadn't bled much, nor grabbed big gains. Still, the pile-up left the sect's members seething inside. Now, unloading that fury on the 13 Family Alliance felt like sweet release.

Thousand Blades scanned the faces and declared, “This push differs from the Western Defense Line scrap, though. We'll tangle with the Alliance's elite this time—no mere cannon fodder from them. Worse, big sects might meddle too, so prep is key. Folks, what's our opening move against the Alliance?”

Dao Qianzhan's query left the room in a stunned hush, then quiet. They'd mulled this before, figuring a straight charge at the 13 Family Alliance needed no setup. But his mention of possible sect meddling tangled things up. Sure, they'd plan, but what exactly? That part had escaped their thoughts.

After a heavy silence, Du Wansha piped up. “We ought to probe the sects' stance first. They teamed with the 13 Family Alliance this round and got burned at the West line—they're itching for payback. Charge in blind, and they'll rally behind the Alliance for sure, putting us in a bind. Better to leak word of our revenge strike on the 13 Family Alliance and gauge the other sects' moves.”

Nods rippled through the group. Du Wansha's plan held solid merit. Floating the news would force reactions from the others—they couldn't ignore it. Sharp eyes everywhere knew they pulled strings on the 13 Family Alliance's hit. Stonewalling quick would make them look weak to peers. So, they'd have to jump fast.

With reactions in hand, the Blood Slaughter Sect could tailor its plays. Decisions would hinge on those responses. That's why Du Wansha's suggestion sailed through without a single nay.

Thousand Blades dipped his chin in approval, yet he pivoted to Zhao Hai. “Zhao Hai, you've helmed the Western Defense Line fight throughout. Your leadership shines, so lay it out—what steps do we take to hit the 13 Family Alliance?” He genuinely craved Zhao Hai's take, banking full on his command chops. Snagging back the Western Defense Line so swift tied straight to Zhao Hai's skill. Without it, they'd likely still be mired in tussles with the 13 Family Alliance there. Not this clean sweep, leaving foes fuming and fruitless.

Zhao Hai mulled Dao Qianzhan's prompt for a beat, then rumbled low, “The Great Elder's plan is solid. This disciple backs it fully. Still, if other sects balk, we could pivot to fix things. Say, demand the 13 Family Alliance cover our losses or hand over islands. Should they cave, we'd build from those bases and gradually swallow the 13 Family Alliance whole. If not, we'd twist their arm till they do.”