Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8389: Rebuilding _1

Dao Qianzhan gazed at the assembly and declared in a grave tone, "It seems no one raises any objections. In that case, it's decided. We'll prepare the arena. I'm curious to test the might of the Bloody Massacre Sect's legacy disciples. Still, we can wait. We've only just reclaimed the Western Defense Line and must take time to heal. No need to hasten."

The group all nodded in unison. Right then, a wave of joyful shouts echoed from beyond the hall. Zhao Hai stepped inside, offering a deep bow to the gathered figures. "Greetings, Sect Master, Elders, Island Masters, Sect Masters. The island awaits your arrival. Please proceed."

Thousand Blade chuckled heartily as he rose to his feet, turning to Zhao Hai with a grin. "Well done, lad. You've set things up swiftly. Head to Zhao Hai's Island, everyone. Plenty of you haven't visited before. It's truly impressive. Let's move." The others stood with cheerful expressions, trailing after Zhao Hai as they exited. Upon reaching the spot, they spotted Yan Bei standing ready outside. Besides Zhao Hai and Yan Bei, Chang Jun had joined them, accompanied by several capable managers. Each had shone brightly during the recent conflict. Should the Sect Master and Island Masters desire a feast, attendants were essential. Thus, Zhao Hai had summoned them.

Far from being a lowly task, this chance was one many could only dream of. Displaying themselves before the Island Masters, Elders, and Sect Masters was an uncommon honor for these folks. As a result, those chosen brimmed with enthusiasm.

Back on Blood Mountain Island, Zhu Tong and Gou'zi had hauled in vast supplies of provisions and drinks from afar. Meats and greens filled the spread. The group there feasted with great delight. Yet Zhao Hai guided the Sect Master and companions straight to Blood Gale Island, ensuring all remained sharp and focused.

As the Sect Master and his party arrived via the teleportation array on Blood Gale Island, astonishment gripped them. A massive platform floated high overhead, woven from endless vines. These tendrils twisted together to form the grand structure.

Zhao Hai gestured toward the enormous platform and spoke solemnly, "Sect Master, Elders, this way, please!" Smiles lit their faces. With a leap, they soared upward to land upon it.

Upon the platform, wonder seized the visitors, for its splendor was unmatched. Elevated far above, yet utterly still without a breeze, the surface held numerous tables and chairs crafted from blooming flowers. These floral furnishings gleamed with beauty. Overhead stretched a canopy of interwoven vines, shielding them from the sun's glare. Scattered around the edges sat smaller tables laden with diverse delicacies. Metallic puppets stood sentinel nearby the platform.

"Sect Master, Elders, kindly be seated," Zhao Hai urged Dao Qianzhan. They took their places. At once, the puppets delivered an array of dishes and spirit wine. The fare included both meats and vegetables, though greens outnumbered the rest, each plate a visual delight. Above all, spiritual energy seeped visibly from the food and drinks, marking them as exceptional treasures.

Zhao Hai surveyed the group with a warm smile, then intoned deeply, "Sect Master, Elders, savor the feast!" With that, he withdrew to the sidelines, positioning himself to await any commands from the Sect Master and others. He understood their rank fell far short of these superiors. No seat awaited them here, so he simply remained standing nearby.

Dao Qianzhan eyed Zhao Hai and his companions, letting out a hearty laugh. "Aren't these puppets tending to us? No need to linger on your feet. Set up your own table. Dig in properly. You've borne the true burdens of this fight." Thousand Blade's buoyant spirits prompted these kind words toward Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai recognized Dao Qianzhan's straightforward nature meant no false courtesy. If he issued the command, his intent was genuine. Bowing in response, he guided his team to the rear, arranging fresh tables and chairs before inviting them to sit. Puppets promptly served their meal and wine. Though seated, their gazes lingered excitedly on Dao Qianzhan and the rest. Evidently, sharing a repast alongside the Sect Leader and such luminaries was a memory to cherish forever. Thus, thrill coursed through them. They feared missing even a hint of the flavors.

Dao Qianzhan wasted no time on formalities. Lifting his cup, he addressed the gathering, "Cheers, all. This day brings us joy. Raise your glasses and sample the spirit wine from Zhao Hai's domain. And remember, Zhao Hai poured heart into these creations. Let's try them out." He drained his cup in one swift motion. Only then did the others follow suit, sipping from their own.

Upon tasting the spirit wine, expressions of delight spread across their faces. The flavor struck them as exquisite, sparking genuine surprise. Even more astonishing was the wine's abundant spiritual Qi, utterly free of any toxins. This purity left them most amazed.

At their cultivation stage, experts like them could forgo meals indefinitely. Why abstain? Ordinary sustenance carried hidden poisons, stubborn residues that lingered in the body. Consuming such would taint their forms, subtly eroding their power. Hence, they sustained solely on gathered spiritual energy.

Yet now, the spirit wine not only delighted the palate but harbored no poisons whatsoever, filling them with awe. Next, they sampled Zhao Hai's dishes. Be they flesh or produce, each bite burst with flavor and remained toxin-free, heightening their wonder further.

Dao Qianzhan, of course, observed this too. After a few bites, he beamed at the assembly and remarked, "This is exceptional, truly so. The food is outstanding, completely harmless. Zhao Hai, join us at once. Where did these come from?"

Zhao Hai hurried to Dao Qianzhan's side and explained, "Sect Master, these greens were cultivated right here on the island. The meats hail from demonic beasts we rear locally." Zhao Hai spoke true. Since reshaping the island, he'd planted abundant vegetables and nurtured numerous beasts. Though not matching the Space's yields, they ranked as fine produce.

Hearing Zhao Hai's account, Dao Qianzhan paused briefly before nodding approval. "Excellent. Should your island yield plenty more, supply the Sect Master generously ahead. Rest assured, we'll reward you fairly." Though Dao Qianzhan and peers pursued cultivation relentlessly, blending fine wine and meals into their routine would prove a boon.

Zhao Hai replied with a smile, "Understood, Sect Leader. I'll see to it without fail." Sharing portions of food and wine posed no issue. His island overflowed with such bounty, which Zhao Hai seldom touched himself. Zhu Yong and the team consumed most. With no plans to market them, he managed the surplus wisely.

Dao Qianzhan gestured for Zhao Hai to return to his spot. The group then dove into the meal. For them, such superior fare and drink came seldom. With today's high spirits added, they reveled in the eating and toasting. When the feast concluded, Zhao Hai offered spiritual tea. Sipping it, they conversed freely. They even roamed the platform's edge, gesturing below and admiring the island's vistas. This very purpose had inspired Zhao Hai to build the platform.

Once Dao Qianzhan and the others departed, Zhao Hai escorted his team back to Blood Mountain Island. The gathering had enjoyed a splendid time, yet now all sought repose. The prolonged battles had drained them deeply.

Zhao Hai glanced around briefly, lingering no further on Blood Mountain Island. He accompanied Yan Bei to retire. Following two days of recovery, Zhao Hai revisited Blood Mountain Island. The island's cultivators had regained their vigor and assembled once more. Though most Island Masters had returned home, the disciples remained convened. Zhao Hai's purpose this visit was to plan their forthcoming steps.

The Western Defense Line lay in ruins, demanding extensive repairs in numerous areas. Zhao Hai intended to lead the effort, with Dao Qianzhan's blessing. Various Island Masters had toured Blood Gale Island too. Truth be told, envisioning such lush growth on their own lands thrilled them. They voiced no resistance to Zhao Hai's transformations, pledging full support instead. This reconstruction would occupy Zhao Hai and his allies in the days ahead.

Zhao Hai knew well the sects would soon confront the 13 Family Alliance. The clash loomed inevitable. First, they aimed to erect a grand arena, purging the major sects. Without that, tackling the 13 Family Alliance would prove arduous. Though big sects might avoid direct interference, they'd bolster the alliance covertly—or even overtly. Such meddling would severely hamper the Bloody Massacre Sect's endeavors.

Gathering Western Defense Line forces anew after dispersal would consume ages. Better to assign tasks now, keeping them united. When the time came to strike the 13 Family Alliance, no mustering would be needed; they'd simply deploy and execute, streamlining the operation immensely.

Zhao Hai convened the group again, outlining their scheme. Rebuilding the Western Defense Line lay ahead. The disciples welcomed this warmly, as natives of the line themselves. It meant restoring their homeland. Thus, all agreed eagerly. Directed by Zhao Hai, they set to work reshaping every island along the Western Defense Line. This round focused chiefly on sowing crops, with construction secondary. The shift simplified matters greatly, and they embraced it with enthusiasm.