Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8596: Consideration (1)

“Looks like they truly imposed no restrictions on you. Yu Qing, do you believe this proposal can work?” Lin Dong gazed at Yu Qing while speaking solemnly. Noticing no seals or binds on Yu Qing’s form, Lin Dong began to take the idea seriously and promptly weighed its potential success.

Yu Qing responded gravely, “Elder, this disciple believes it’s possible. I’ve dealt with them just twice. First, I spent nearly my entire fortune along with a heirloom treasure from my family to hire them against the Tang Clan. They fulfilled the task. Moreover, during the Yin-Yang Sect’s probe, they never exposed this disciple or caused me issues. Now, with our Dark Ghost Sect leveraging manpower wisely, I suggest we negotiate with them.”

Lin Dong remained silent, shutting his eyes briefly to ponder before declaring deeply, “Very well, you can go. I must consult the sect leader before deciding. Incidentally, do you possess a method to reach the Ghost Shadow Group?” Rather than answering right away, Lin Dong dismissed Yu Qing while inquiring about her link to the Ghost Shadow Group.

Yu Qing affirmed with a nod, “Yes. Simply shatter this jade slip, and they’ll detect our position to connect. But it’s single-use—ineffective afterward.” With those words, Yu Qing produced a jade slip and presented it to Lin Dong.

Lin Dong accepted the jade slip, gesturing for Yu Qing to depart. Yu Qing saluted Lin Dong and exited the chamber. Outside, a disciple escorted him from the courtyard promptly. No sooner had he cleared the courtyard than Gu Ming appeared before him. Spotting Gu Ming, Yu Qing bowed at once and uttered, “Greetings, Master.”

Gu Ming nodded. “No need for such formality. What exactly did the elder discuss with you?” Gu Ming worried Lin Dong might hold a grudge against Yu Qing and implicate him too. Should that occur, complications would arise. Thus, he lingered nearby, approaching Yu Qing immediately upon his emergence.

“Master, the elder merely inquired about the Yin-Yang Sect’s assault on me—nothing more,” Yu Qing answered swiftly. Their exchange with Lin Dong wasn’t brief, yet not endless. Detailing the Yu Qing Island clash thoroughly would demand considerable time.

Gu Ming eyed Yu Qing, whose respectful gaze met his steadily. Detecting no deceit in Yu Qing, Gu Ming stated, “Report anything further to me at once. I’ll assist however possible. Now, with your wounds not yet healed, head back.” Yu Qing nodded gratefully to Gu Ming before departing Lin Dong’s island for Ghost Bone Island.

Yu Qing understood perfectly that Gu Ming wouldn’t permit his return to his own island now—perhaps fearing flight. Better to stay at Ghost Bone Island awaiting updates. He eagerly anticipated the Dark Ghost Sect’s next move.

In Yu Qing’s view, the proposal carried risks. Assassin outfits like the Ghost Shadow Group rarely allied proactively with mighty sects. Though fractured, the Dark Ghost Sect outmatched most foes. Besides, such a grand sect harbored immense pride—teaming with killers seemed unthinkable.

Yet Zhao Hai’s directive left him no option. Thus, he doubted the alliance’s prospects. Zhao Hai appeared overly hasty. Should Dark Ghost Sect learn the Ghost Shadow Group was truly the Ghostwind Bandits, hostility would erupt instantly, cooperation be damned.

Reality diverged from Yu Qing’s expectations. Lin Dong sat in his quarters, mulling the plan’s viability. As Dark Ghost Sect, pride defined them. Truthfully, though, their position teetered perilously.

The Yin-Yang Sect backed Jing Changtian’s faction openly, and those rebels matched them in might. Their inherited Yin Ghost Sect guardian artifact outshone Jing’s, yet Yin-Yang Sect could supply equivalents, nullifying the edge.

Beyond Yin-Yang Sect and Jing Changtian, the other seven major sects eyed them hungrily. Any setback or loss would draw those wolves to tear chunks from their body like rabid hounds. Doom would follow.

Yu Qing’s account sparked a notion in Lin Dong: alliance with Ghost Shadow Group. Offer treasures as payment, enlist their aid. Should Ghost Shadow eliminate Jing Changtian’s lot swiftly, quelling the uprising became feasible.

Excitement stirred Lin Dong at the prospect. Deeper reflection convinced him this was their optimal path. Assassins for hire, the Ghost Shadow Group acted for profit. Success yielded victory; failure cost mere baubles—expendable against the sect’s vast wealth.

Resolved, Lin Dong quitted his room, activating the teleportation array to Ghost Island. He sought Yama Ling to detail the matter and gauge his stance. Dissent meant abandoning the Ghost Shadow pact.

Upon reaching Ghost Island, Lin Dong observed heightened defenses everywhere, with Island Master-level powerhouses patrolling abundantly—a shocking sight. Cultivator numbers had swelled too, their fierce auras marking them as elite warriors, stirring Lin Dong’s thoughts.

Yama Ling’s low profile had led them to undervalue him. The island’s guardians revealed his true potency far exceeded assumptions.

Lin Dong held his tongue, following protocol to meet Yama Ling. He knew Yama Ling, regardless of superior might, wouldn’t antagonize him now—needing every ally amid crisis.

Entering Yama Ling’s study, Lin Dong found it bustling. Attendants saluted his arrival. Yama Ling acknowledged him before resolving their matters, dismissing them after some delay.

Once alone, Yama Ling faced Lin Dong. “Elder Lin, what brings you here?” Yama Ling puzzled over Lin Dong’s visit amid his own war preparations—dismissing sudden loyalty as absurd, he probed.

Lin Dong eyed Yama Ling intently, voicing deeply, “Sect Master, I’ve come for a crucial discussion. Your thoughts?” He glanced at lingering disciples handling paperwork—lowly aides.

Yama Ling paused at Lin Dong’s tone, then commanded gravely, “Leave us.” They obeyed, saluting both elders before exiting and securing the door.

With solitude assured, Yama Ling urged, “Elder Lin, speak freely.” Only they remained; even Mogg was absent. Yama Ling trusted his power matched Lin Dong’s, unthreatened.

Lin Dong declared solemnly, “Today I spoke with Yu Qing. He revealed how he repelled the Yin-Yang Sect assault—outside aid. He’d hired the same group to raze the Yin-Yang Sect’s Tang Clan: the Ghost Shadow Group.”

As Dark Ghost Sect leader, Yama Ling knew of Ghost Shadow’s enigmatic, formidable reputation—never encountered, yet famed. His face shifted at Lin Dong’s revelation. “So Ghost Shadow aided Yu Qing against the Tangs and maintains contact?”

Lin Dong continued gravely, “Yu Qing expended his fortune and a clan treasure to commission the Tang destruction. This time, Ghost Shadow approached him proactively, seeking to relay a proposal through him: cooperation with us. Do we accept?” Lin Dong watched Yama Ling closely for his reaction.