Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8405: The arrangement _1

When Du Wansha caught Thousand Blade's words, his brows knitted together as he replied, "Sect Leader, your plan isn't terrible, but there's a snag. The Giant Demon Sect has long coveted our puppet-crafting methods. They've brought it up repeatedly. If we seek their aid now, they'll surely demand the puppet-making technique in return. That'd cost us dearly."

Du Wansha spoke the truth. The basic puppet-forging skills of the Blood Slaughter Sect drew envy from countless groups. These entry-level puppets proved incredibly handy in battles. Plus, their sheer numbers made it simple for rival sects to pinpoint the Blood Slaughter Sect as their creators.

That's why every other faction, the Giant Demon Sect included, hungered for this puppet-creation secret. Though the Blood Slaughter Sect and Giant Demon Sect remained steadfast allies, the Giant Demon Sect's members still yearned for this knowledge. It promised to elevate their power immensely.

Thousand Blade responded gravely, "We can't keep it secret forever. The puppet-making technique is out in the open anyway, so why not share it with the Giant Demon Sect? We might even gain something in the bargain. Remember, during our clash with the Thirteen Families Alliance, Little Hai gathered tons of Dark Souls. With proper care, those could forge advanced puppets. They won't match Little Hai's bronze warriors in might, but they'll outclass our present ones by far. As Little Hai put it, our puppetry must always lead the pack. And don't overlook this: once we wrap up here, we can delve into the Divine Arcanum Sect's hidden realm. Unearthing it will yield treasures beyond count."

Dao Qianzhan's words left Du Wansha silent. Dao Qianzhan turned to the group and continued solemnly, "The key point is what Little Hai shared with me. When we pass puppets to other sects, we can claim our own came from the sect's rejects. He's even whipped up a phony alloy recipe. That'll force them to burn through heaps of metal for their puppets. Sure, it'll boost their sects' might substantially, but it'll drain their resources heavily. All to our advantage."

The assembly froze in surprise. They hadn't foreseen Zhao Hai's cunning twist. Thousand Blade grinned and added, "We've scoured the Blood Sea Realm for every sect's scraps. Given time, we can haul away all their waste. And once every sect grasps this puppet technique, none will hold an edge. Only we, with our superior puppet skills, will stand out. Isn't that perfect?"

Du Wansha and the rest's gazes sparked with realization. Dao Qianzhan's logic rang true. Should all sects learn this puppet method, it'd merely even the playing field. But with our advanced version, we'd pull ahead decisively.

Thousand Blade eyed the gathering with a wry smile. "At times, I truly sense us elders have grown stale. Little Hai's schemes often outshine ours, yet we can't muster such thoughts. Have we aged that much?"

Dao Qianzhan's remark drew bitter chuckles from all. Ha Jing glanced at him and said, "You're fortunate. You just admire his wits without shaping his path. I've mentored his cultivation, and none rival that boy's talent there. Notice his Giant Palm of Truth? It diverges entirely from mine. I passed the incantation gestures via jade slip, but his version strays completely. If we cast them together, no one would link our techniques."

Ha Jing's words and look sparked hearty laughs. Thousand Blade guffawed, "Seems you've invited your own headache, monk? Hahaha, enough of that. Little Hai's headed to the Western Defense Line now, right? Wansha, grab the Slaughter God Blade and oversee the Western Defense Line yourself. Your mere arrival will deter a full Sen Luo Palace assault. I'll reach out to the Giant Demon Sect immediately. This round, we'll crush those foes without mercy."

The group affirmed with a chorus. Dao Qianzhan scanned them and declared deeply, "Once we shatter the Thirteen Families Alliance, the Blood Slaughter Sect's perils end. Ha Jing, head out as envoy to the other sects. Inform them we'll yield the puppet technique, but they must stay out of the Thirteen Families Alliance's mess. That'll lock in their neutrality and non-interference. It serves us well. After all, we'll share the puppet method eventually—might as well wring every drop from it."

All agreed, and Dao Qianzhan dismissed them with a gesture. He'd tasked Du Wansha and Ha Jing, yet the others weren't idle. They had to patrol the sect's regions, warding off potential strikes from foes.

Meanwhile, Zhao Hai stood atop Blood Mountain Island, gazing toward the Sen Luo Palace. It lived up to its eerie fame. Ghostly vapors cloaked the whole structure, with endless vengeful spirits swirling around, lending it a nightmarish dread. It resembled a fortress escaped from the depths of the Nine Serenities Hell.

Lei Xuan and Gu Na joined him. Zhao Hai occupied the main hall of Blood Mountain Island, eyes fixed on the compass ahead. It hummed at peak capacity, channeling energy from surrounding isles to Blood Mountain Island, ready for any renewed Sen Luo Palace onslaught.

Gu Na oversaw the Blood Slaughter Sect's western defenses. He'd ventured to the arena alongside Zhao Hai, and upon return, command reverted to him. Gu Na surveyed the scene and stated, "Little Hai, you erected this sea formation, so it remains yours to lead. Unleash its full might as you see fit." He stepped aside, signaling no further meddling in Zhao Hai's domain.

Zhao Hai paused, eyeing Gu Na. "Uncle Master Gu, this..." Gu Na cut him off with a wave. "I trust you. Proceed." He fell quiet. Zhao Hai met his gaze, nodded without retort, and focused intently on the compass.

Then, he queried gravely, "How often have the Thirteen Families struck? What's the assault's intensity?" He directed this at Lei Xuan, the prior commander. Wartime politeness aside, Zhao Hai questioned him outright. He'd noticed Blood Mountain Island's power hadn't been maximized.

The compass typically rested on Blood Bone Island under Gu Na's watch. After Gu Na's departure, it passed to Lei Xuan. Only the recent assault prompted Lei Xuan to relocate it here. Its prime feature: portability. Positioned anywhere along the Western Defense Line, it controlled every island's arrays. Any isle could become the central hub for all formations—a feat beyond other arrays.

Lei Xuan answered solemnly, "Five assaults so far, each packing serious force. I drew power from multiple islands using your prior guidance and barely repelled them. The latest hit an hour back, followed by swarms of souls manifesting outside Sen Luo Temple. They're gearing up for another push, though the timing's unclear." Lei Xuan studied the compass too, admiring Zhao Hai's array expertise.

Zhao Hai nodded and murmured deeply, "They're truly priming the next wave. It'll likely hit harder. Time to raise the stakes against them." With that, he clutched the compass and soared from the hall. The others trailed swiftly.

Outdoors, Zhao Hai flicked his wrist, suspending the compass before him. He scrutinized it while weaving spells. Runes on its surface flickered to life, emanating golden radiance. Soon, every rune blazed, converging golden light at the array's heart.

Ultimately, the yin-yang motif ignited and rotated. One half gleamed red, the other gold, creating a stunning sight. These hues morphed into twin beams that pierced the heavens, fusing with Blood Mountain Island's barrier.

Blood Mountain Island's shield kindled with crimson and golden streams. A vast red-gold yin-yang emblem materialized upon it, whirling at high speed. Golden-red fog then enshrouded the entire shield. Squads of ethereal golden-armored troops, wielding gleaming golden arms, materialized atop it. Their eyes burned with crimson fire.

These troops formed crisp square ranks, one figure towering with raw power. At that instant, Zhao Hai breathed out and commanded, "Close." As his word echoed, the troops melded seamlessly, birthing colossal fighters. These giants clustered and fused further. Meanwhile, fresh giants spawned on the barrier, merging anew. More immense figures emerged, combining relentlessly until a single 3000-foot behemoth stood firm, ceasing to merge. Yet, additional giants continued manifesting on the shield.