Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8594 8594: Split-1

Lin Dong made his way back to his island and summoned Gu Ming together with his trusted followers to the conference hall there. With everyone assembled, he fixed his gaze on them and declared in a solemn tone, "I'm certain you're all aware of the events at Yuqing Island. That incident has enraged the sect master. He's resolved to wipe out Jing Changtian and his allies no matter what. Thus, our priority now is to muster every disciple and brace for the battle ahead." He got straight to the point, revealing the purpose of the meeting without delay.

Hearing Lin Dong's statement caused faces to shift dramatically among the group, and one voice rose, "Elder, are we truly committing to this? It's a massive affair affecting our whole Sea region." He spoke up because Lin Dong had mentioned the sect leader's intense anger over the issue. In truth, they paid little heed to whether the sect leader fumed or not. All they recognized was that throwing their full strength against Jing Changtian and his group would inflict severe losses on them, something far from advantageous.

Gazing at the assembly, Lin Dong intoned deeply, "Jing Changtian and those elders' sudden alliance spells trouble for us. The sect master and I struggled hard to confront them unitedly. Yet Yu Qing Island's chaos reveals their pact with the Yin Yang Sect, a dire threat to us. But now we unite with the sect leader against Jing Changtian, far superior to facing them solo. This benefits us greatly. We must act—clear?"

The group chorused their assent. Lin Dong's intent had sunk in fully. Jing Changtian's coalition with four other elders already posed a severe danger. Their tie-up with the Yin Yang Sect amplified it further. Failing to seize this moment while the sect leader targeted Jing Changtian too meant no future shot. Mishandling it could doom them to destruction by Jing Changtian.

Lin Dong nodded firmly and commanded gravely, "Fine, return and ready yourselves. Keep our mobilization discreet—no fanfare. Gu Ming, remain. Others, depart and prepare." They acknowledged and exited promptly.

Once alone, Lin Dong faced Gu Ming and probed, "Gu Ming, what was Yu Qing's state when you reached his island? How many Yin Yang Sect cultivators struck at him?" One puzzle nagged at Lin Dong. If the Yin Yang Sect aimed to crush Yu Qing, why dispatch so few? More forces could have seized him swiftly, denying any resistance. This bafflement troubled him most.

Gu Ming pondered briefly before replying solemnly, "Nearly a thousand Yin Yang Sect cultivators' bodies littered the site, including five from their upper echelons. Yu Qing mentioned many more experts arrived, but they withdrew before we got there."

Lin Dong's brows knit. Yu Qing's account rang partly false to him, though the flaw eluded grasp. Still, he pressed on his key concern, "Is Yu Qing that formidable? Did he single-handedly slay five Island Lord-level experts?"

Lin Dong understood Yu Qing's recent ascension to Island Lord status. He doubted Yu Qing possessed the prowess to fell five Yin Yang Sect Island Lords alone. If true, surrounding Island Lords should have overwhelmed him—yet he survived wounded, no easy feat for typical Island Lord experts, perhaps beyond even average Law Opening Realm cultivators.

Gu Ming responded gravely, "I can't fathom it myself. Yu Qing masters his technique solidly and holds decent strength. But if his tale holds, no more than ten Yin Yang Sect attackers hit him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have held out till my aid arrived."

Lin Dong furrowed his brow deeper and stated firmly, "How fares Yu Qing now? Have his wounds fully mended? Once recovered, escort him to me. I've questions for him." Suspicion toward Yu Qing had mounted in Lin Dong, as events subtly—or not—circled back to him, heightening his urge to confront Yu Qing directly.

Gu Ming raised no objection. Though Yu Qing was his disciple, theirs was a pact of mutual benefit, not deep loyalty. He knew unwavering service to Lin Dong secured his standing. Thus, Lin Dong's summons for Yu Qing met no resistance from him.

As Lin Dong's faction mobilized, explosive news rocked the Blood Sea Realm. Jing Changtian broadcast it: Yama Ling lacked talent and virtue, envied competence, and unfit as Dark Ghost Sect's sect leader. He demanded immediate abdication, allying with fellow elders for a military purge assault.

The revelation ignited uproar across the Blood Sea Realm. All grasped its gravity: Dark Ghost Sect faced schism, deadlier than Blood Murder Sect's prior split. There, two elders rebelled amid majority backing for Dao Qianzhan. Here, five of eight Dark Ghost Sect elders revolted—over half the powerbase. Monumental stakes.

Then, staggering word from Yin Yang Sect left Blood Sea Realm cultivators stunned. They endorsed Jing Changtian's bid, vowing to reclaim Yu Qing. Yet yin ghost sect slew over 100 Island Master-level experts and 10,000 disciples. Thus, Yin Yang Sect deemed Yama Ling's token insufficient for sect mastery, backing Jing Changtian instead.

The disclosure stunned profoundly. Despite Yin Yang Sect's pretexts, sharp eyes saw prior collusion. Yin Yang Sect sought to fracture the yin ghost sect—a shocking ambition none anticipated them bold or capable enough to pursue.

In Blood Sea Realm, one sect meddling in another's strife drew utmost contempt. Hence, locals held their tongues, eyeing Dark Ghost Sect's response. With over half defecting and Yin Yang Sect bolstering rebels, Dark Ghost Sect teetered perilously.

Yama Ling countered swiftly upon hearing, branding Jing Changtian a traitorous colluder with outsiders, unworthy kin. He decreed sect-wide traitor-slaying and rallied forces. Lin Dong's group voiced instant support for Yama Ling.

Lines hardened utterly. Jing Changtian's crew rebelled brazenly; Yama Ling vowed unyielding resistance. Clash loomed inevitable. Smaller sects spectated gleefully. Major ones mobilized, spying chances. Dark Ghost Sect's turmoil promised irreparable fracture—a prime feast for predators.

Blood Slaughter Sect's split once tempted all as ripe prey, but their ferocity deterred bites. No one dared tangle with those vengeful survivors. Thus, the "fat meat" turned toxic. Upper realm outsiders ultimately razed it utterly, leaving naught. Outsiders gloated yet admired Blood Slaughter Sect's defiance—total annihilation over surrender, inspiring awe.

Dark Ghost Sect's rift now begged the question: matched their bloodlust Blood Slaughter Sect's? To rival giants, Dark Ghost Sect paled inferior. Doom seemed sealed, transforming it into irresistible bait. Publicly passive, these powers secretly amassed might, poised to devour Dark Ghost Sect anytime.

Yama Ling grasped the peril acutely. Failing swift elimination of Jing Changtian's faction and sect restoration spelled ruin. Yet a dilemma loomed: how to dispatch them rapidly? Top masters backed by Yin Yang Sect defied quick kills. Prolonged war spelled disaster. Yama Ling, Lin Dong, and allies fretted, hairs graying from strain.