Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8598: Sincerity (1)

Indeed, a person's power level can often be gauged by their aura. Lacking true strength makes it nearly impossible to feign dominance, as confidence would be absent. Even if one tried to mimic it, encountering someone fearless or eager to probe would shatter the illusion right away, resulting in death. Pretending simply won't work.

The black-robed figure stepping from the teleportation array radiated fearless boldness. Under normal circumstances, he might blend into the background unnoticed. Yet, his bearing revealed utter disdain for the room's occupants. Facing them, he showed no hint of unease.

This conviction led Yama Ling to conclude the man's power was formidable. As sect master, however, he offered no courtesies, bluntly questioning the visitor's intent to ally and speaking sharply.

Zhao Hai was the arrival, of course. Yama Ling's query failed to irk him; instead, he replied steadily, “That’s right. I am Phantom, leader of The Phantom Group. I’ve come to propose cooperation. Are you willing?” While speaking, his gaze fell on Yama Ling's token, familiar to him, Lin Dong, and the rest. The Dark Ghost Sect and Bloody Massacre Sect had long been foes, holding exhaustive records on each other's leaders. Thus, Zhao Hai recognized them all.

Yama Ling eyed Zhao Hai. “Show me your sincerity.” He remained cautious toward Zhao Hai's group, prompting the demand. He sought proof of their commitment; insufficient resolve meant no deal.

Zhao Hai glanced at Yama Ling with a smile. “Agreed. Upon our return, we'll arrange strikes against Jing Changtian and the five Yin Ghost Sect traitors. For now, the Yin Yang Sect pays nothing upfront. Success demands payment matching the hit's value. Is this sincerity sufficient?” Zhao Hai had planned ahead, cutting straight to terms without delay.

Yama Ling's subordinates froze in shock. They'd anticipated a sincerity display yielding concessions. Instead, Zhao Hai offered to deliver first and collect later—a bold commitment. Assassinating elites like their targets was no trivial feat.

Yama Ling stared at Zhao Hai gravely. “Deal. Eliminate Jing Changtian and those five traitors, and we'll honor your fee fully without reneging. The Dark Ghost Sect will deepen ties afterward.”

Zhao Hai grinned at Yama Ling. “Settled then. Farewell. Next meeting brings Jing Changtian's and the others' heads.” He produced a jade slip, crushed it, reactivating the array. Zhao Hai vanished with his team.

Once gone, Yama Ling scanned the group; their faces darkened. Zhao Hai's jade slip baffled them. Teleportation was blocked here, yet he entered and exited freely. Such capability chilled them.

“Thoughts on this?” Yama Ling inquired. Cooperation was tentatively set post-meeting, but he valued Lin Dong's and others' views. Prior indifference might shift after the encounter.

Lin Dong met Yama Ling's gaze solemnly. “His power rivals or exceeds mine. His techniques are profoundly alarming. We must proceed with utmost caution.” Regret gnawed at Lin Dong; successful hits on Jing Changtian's crew implied vulnerability for them too. Focused on traitors, they'd overlooked this. Realization brought dread—control slipping, regret futile as the foe advanced. Betrayal would complicate matters worse.

The second and seventh elders shared the concern, faces grim. They nodded silently. Yama Ling smiled at them. “Regardless, their slaying Jing Changtian's five benefits us. Mobilize the army. Upon confirmation of kills, strike swiftly before Yin Yang Sect reacts, crushing the revolt!”

Acknowledging, the group heard Yama Ling continue, “Dismissed. Prepare thoroughly. Failure to seize territory post-kills would brand us inept fools.”

They assented, rose, saluted Yama Ling, and departed. Alone, he pondered deeply. Unease lingered toward the Ghost Shadow Group; they seemed tricky foes. Caution was essential.

Yet, as Lin Dong noted, allies were vital now. Publicly unacceptable or villainous, they had no choice—none else offered aid.

Among Blood Sea Realm's original ten great sects, only Blood Slaughter Sect and Giant Demon Sect shared ironclad bonds, disciples trusting counterparts over kin. No others matched such unity.

Yin Ghost Sect and Corpse Demon Sect enjoyed decent ties, both practicing ghost Dao arts with overlapping methods—one corpses, the other spirits. Allies by tradition.

But their pact paled against Blood Slaughter and Giant Demon's. Corpse Demon Sect, Blood Sea's mightiest, bred arrogance toward peers, fueling ambitions. Yama Ling knew alliance now meant devouring Yin Ghost Sect utterly. Other majors offered no solace either; cooperation risked similar doom.

Thus, Yama Ling reluctantly embraced the Ghost Shadow Group. No alternatives existed; their motives mattered little. Future reckoning could wait.

Meanwhile, Zhao Hai retreated to boat space, summoning space leaders to his study. Assembled, he announced, “Great news: Dark Ghost Sect alliance secured. Plan advances flawlessly. Next, eliminate Jing Changtian's lot. Heads delivered control them; thus, the entire Dark Ghost Sect falls under us.”

Excitement sparked in their eyes at Zhao Hai's declaration—irresistibly alluring. Not all hailed from Blood Slaughter Sect, lacking personal vendetta. Still, targeting a Blood Sea top ten thrilled.

They too bore Blood Kill Sect banners, yet its plight dwarfed Dark Ghost Sect's might. Underdog toppling giant promised legend; fervor surged.

Blood Slaughter Sect veterans burned brighter. Mortal enemies, subjugating Dark Ghost Sect equaled conquest—strength boost plus vengeance sweet.

Noting their fervor, Zhao Hai smiled. “Conquering Dark Ghost Sect demands flawless execution. First, erase Jing Changtian's crew. Ideas? Speak freely; discuss openly. No errors against him.”

Nods followed. Chang Jun spoke, “Sect master, intel on Jing Changtian's group is comprehensive. They consolidate in home seas. I suggest simultaneous multi-team assaults for clean sweeps. Sequential hits alert survivors, hiking our costs.”