On the eve of the fog clearing.
Chen Xuanlin and Chen Ganer sat on the beach by the Sanyin Island.
The two were looking at the gray fog in the distance, watching the darkening sky, and discussing tomorrow's plan.
Although several elders had discussed the matter of connecting to the shore a few days ago, and Chen Xuanlin had also decided on the plan, Chen Xuanlin still came to give Chen Ganer some instructions.
After the two talked for a while, Chen Ganer hesitated and said,
"Brother Xuanlin, is the method you said of delaying the other party's practitioners and then taking the opportunity to let the undead attack the other party's island really feasible? If the other party sees through it, it will be dangerous."
"If it really doesn't work, then we will fight the island head-on. There are two practitioners on the island, and you and I are also practitioners, and I have also made some breakthroughs in my magic..."
These days, Chen Ganer also knew that Chen Xuanlin could summon the undead to fight, but his true strength was a bit reluctant.
Chen Xuanlin shook his head and said,
"Don't worry, I know what to do."
"Gan Er, you are now the pillar of our Chen family. You must think twice before you act and speak. Don't be as reckless as you have been."
"If one day I am gone, you will be the one to lead the Chen family forward. Think carefully about everything."
Chen Gan Er turned his head to look at Chen Xuanlin and said,
"Practice can lead to immortality. Brother Xuanlin may be the one to revive the Chen family. The Chen family needs Brother Xuanlin, so how could he not be here? Brother Xuanlin, please don't say such unlucky words."
Chen Xuanlin sighed,
"Born here, we are surrounded by strange things. We are not those powerful forces that occupy the fairy islands. Survival is already a struggle. Immortality is too far away for us."
Then Chen Xuanlin changed the subject and said,
"Gan Er, you are also a cultivator now. You know the difference between you and ordinary people. You must be careful when you cross the shore."
"This crossing may be the greatest crisis of our lives since we were born here. After all, you and I are both beginners of cultivation. We don't know what methods the cultivators on the other island have."
Chen Gan'er grabbed a handful of sand and held it in his hand, squeezing it so hard that it made a crackling sound. "It's possible that the cultivators who came to the island saw that our island was weak and came directly to kill us."
Chen Xuanlin said,
"If there were no evil spirits in the gray fog, before the authenticity of the island was confirmed, cultivators, not even mortals, would start a massacre at will. An island that did so would find it difficult to survive in the Sea of Death."
"There are generally only two possibilities. One is that everyone is safe and sound and does not disturb each other during this landing."
"The second is that someone comes to the island to inquire about the situation and explore the authenticity of our island. If a cultivator comes to the island tomorrow, we just need to take him to the open space in the center of the village. I have already prayed to the sacrificial spirit, and it will help us. We will not have to worry about our lives there."
Chen Gan'er frowned and said,
"But how do we know if the person who comes to Sanyin to investigate the situation is a cultivator?"
Chen Xuanlin shook his head and laughed.
"How could you have forgotten? I just said that the Sacrifice Spirit would help us. The Sacrifice Spirit would help us find out whether the person who landed on the island was a cultivator."
Chen Gan'er suddenly realized something and said,
"But it's also possible that the people on the other side, upon meeting me, saw that I had just embarked on the path of cultivation and my cultivation was weak, and thought I was easy to bully, so they wanted to attack me."
Although Chen Gan'er was reckless and didn't like to think, he was definitely not a fool, and he could guess some possibilities.
As soon as Chen Gan'er finished speaking, Chen Xuanlin took out a black, luxurious robe from the cloth bag he was carrying, placed it in front of Chen Gan'er, and whispered,
"Although we have just embarked on the path of cultivation, the Chen family was once glorious, and we also know how to deal with islands of cultivators on the shore." "
I have naturally considered the possibility you mentioned. You can wear this robe tomorrow, and you don't have to be afraid of the cultivator who comes to the island. If an ordinary person were to deal with him, he would not dare to attack him easily."
"If the other side is cautious and retreats, it would be good. The two islands are at peace. If there is any intention to attack, they will definitely follow you."
Chen Gan'er looked at the black robe in front of him, a look of surprise on his face, and said,
"As expected of Brother Xuanlin, you've truly thought of everything. But these are just our guesses. Will things really unfold as we imagine?"
Chen Xuanlin smiled again.
"Don't worry. I'm on your side. Even if we're wrong, I have a plan."
"You must understand that our Chen clan isn't just trying to survive the Sea of Death now; we're trying to revive it. Naturally, we can't just sit back and relax."
The robe Chen Xuanlin handed to Chen Gan'er was the same luxurious robe worn by the corpse floating on the sea.
That day, Chen Xuanlin noticed the extraordinary elegance of this robe, something not found on other islands, so he kept it.
Chen Gan'er accepted it and smiled,
"I've always believed Brother Xuanlin could do it."
After giving Chen Gan'er a few more detailed instructions, Chen Xuanlin concluded,
"That's all I have for you. I need to give a few more instructions to the other elders, but tomorrow, I'll mainly rely on you and me."
After Chen Xuanlin finished speaking, he rose and went to meet Chen Huaigu and the other elders to reconfirm tomorrow's plan.
At the end of the conversation, Chen Huaigu's face still showed hesitation.
"I shouldn't question the clan leader's plan, but isn't this move too risky? Although I'm old, I still want to share some of the burden with you."
Chen Xuanlin said softly,
"This time, the island connecting to the shore is definitely a training island. It's far more dangerous than previous islands. A single mistake could lead to the extinction of the clan. Yan has a safe option, so why not take this gamble? There's only a glimmer of hope. Elder Huaigu, don't be too hard on yourself." "
Ever since the Chen clan had cultivators, we can no longer handle the island connecting to the shore as before."
Chen Qiugu sighed, clasping his hands in a bow.
"I understand this principle. I will leave it entirely to the clan leader's command. I hope you will exercise due diligence and prioritize your own safety. The lives of the entire clan depend on you."
...
Moonlight descended.
The power of the laws governing the Dead Sea and the gray fog was triggered.
Outside Sanyin Island, the sky-high gray fog slowly receded, leaving behind an even more empty area above the Dead Sea than before.
Boom!
The familiar, massive roar echoed from Sanyin Island again, signaling the merging of the coastlines of the two unfamiliar islands.
The residents of Sanyin Island could clearly sense that this time, the roar was louder than before.
It seemed as if the connecting coastline was longer than ever.
Zhou Yi, ever since he nearly got caught by that fishy-smelling being last time, had become even more cautious.
He ignored the sight of the fog parting and connecting to the shore, obediently sealing his consciousness within the stone sphere.
Even his vision, unique to the spirit of sacrifice, was carefully controlled to stay within the confines of Chenjia Village and avoid looking around.
Under this oppressive atmosphere, darkness slowly receded.
The next morning,
an island several times larger than Sanyin Island suddenly appeared to its east.
Sanyin Island's current residents remembered countless times when the fog had cleared and landed, but never before had they landed on an island this large.
Even from Chenjia Village, the island's shoreline still held several towering mountains.
Atop these mountains were exquisite courtyards, and within their midst were fields and trees, a sign of a thriving, abundant food supply.
Meanwhile, Sanyin Island, on the other hand, consisted of a small hill, dotted with a few short saplings and a few barely-a-foot-tall rice seedlings.
The two islands formed a stark contrast.
Seeing the stark difference between this new island and previous ones, and recalling the arrangements made by the elders two days prior, the Chen clan members felt a sense of unease.
According to their experience, the larger the island and the richer its resources, the more likely it is to produce a powerful military force. This also presents a greater threat to Sanyin Island.
In the past, the shoreline connecting to the shoreline would be crowded with armed islanders.
But today, after the landing, the shoreline was completely deserted.
Not only was there no one on the other side, but even on Sanyin Island, due to Chen Xuanlin's instructions a few days ago, not a single Chen clan member was to be seen.
...
On Tingquan Island, which connects to Sanyin Island, in a spacious courtyard,
an old man in a purple brocade robe stood with his hands behind his back, talking to a young man with a long scar on his face.
The young man looked toward Sanyin Island, his eyes filled with sinister intent, and said,
"Father, I observe that the environment of this connecting island is barren. I don't think there are any powerful threats. I can lead my men to the island and capture some lowly slaves."
The old man in brocade robe snorted coldly and taught him a lesson:
"Above the Sea of Death, there is no truly weak island. If it is an island that is truly vulnerable, how can we approach it?"
"Are the previous lessons not enough? How did your father die? If I hadn't used my background, our Tingquan Island would have been almost destroyed by that Wanshi Merchant Island."
"You must remember that if you act rashly before you know the details, it is tantamount to seeking death. This is a truth known to everyone in the Sea of Death."
"Although you have a decent aptitude for cultivation, you lack experience in dealing with things. Since I have accepted you as my adopted son, I will teach you all these."
Upon hearing this, the young man with a scar on his face lowered his head, so that the old man in brocade robe could not see his face clearly. He just clasped his fists and said,
"My clan father is right."
"I just feel that the slaves in the clan suffered heavy losses in the last battle to approach the shore. I am just eager to protect the island and want to expand some lowly slaves and pregnant slaves."
The old man in brocade robe glanced at the scarred young man coldly and said:
"The method of replenishing slaves should be used as little as possible, as it will easily attract other monsters."
"Also, don't judge things by appearances. A poor island can also give birth to a great cultivator. It is rumored that there are tens of thousands of islanders on Qianji Island. When the island master first practiced cultivation, there were only a few hundred islanders on the island. It took only more than a hundred years for it to develop."
The old man in brocade robe sneered and said,
"But if the island connected to the shore is not strong enough this time, we can take advantage of the opportunity to replenish the slaves."
The young man patted his beard and said in a low voice,
"With the cultivation level of the fourth level of the chain energy of my clan father, even if there are cultivators on the opposite side, they will definitely not be defeated by my clan father in one blow."
The old man in brocade robe ignored the young man's flattery, still with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent,
"The time is almost up, you disguise yourself as a slave and follow me to the island. You must not reveal your cultivation level. First find the cultivators on the island and find out their strength before taking action."
The fierce young man nodded in agreement.
The old man in brocade robes , with his hands behind his back, led the young man and three other servants, and the five of them walked leisurely and calmly towards Sanyin Island.
The old man in brocade robes walked to the shoreline where the two islands met. Seeing that there was no one on the other side, he was not surprised and said without turning his head, "
Miao'er, do you know why there is no one guarding the other side?"
The young man, dressed in sackcloth and dressed like a servant, bent his waist slightly and replied,
"My clan father taught us that in the eyes of cultivators, no matter how many mortals there are, their combat power is limited. The gap between immortals and mortals is like a chasm. If mortals guard the shore, if a conflict really breaks out, it will only increase casualties. Only mortal islands will have people guarding the shore. Islands with cultivators will only send people to watch."
"If we really encounter an island with mortals guarding the shore, we can imagine that the cultivators on this island are not very powerful. The fact that mortals are guarding the shore also means that the cultivators on this island are afraid of fighting. Encountering such an island connected to the shore also means that it can be directly plundered."
The old man in brocade robes nodded with satisfaction. "Not bad, your understanding is good. Although you are only at the second level of Qi Linking, there is still a chance that you can surpass me. You have a bright future."
The young man bent even lower and said hurriedly,
"I dare not. I know I am of limited talent, and I dare not compare myself to my clan father."
As the two men spoke, they had already crossed the shoreline and entered the territory of Sanyin Island.
At this moment, Chen Xuanlin, who was kneeling before the sacrificial spirit, suddenly saw words appear on the communication tablet. He immediately stood up and said to a clan member waiting nearby, "
Go and tell the second clan elder Gan. The sacrificial spirit has informed us that all the practitioners who joined the shoreline have arrived on the island. They are the purple-robed old man in the lead and the man with the scar on his face."
After the clan member took his orders and left, Chen Xuanlin walked towards a house not far away, practicing the soul summoning technique as he walked