Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8601: Warning (1)

Capítulo 8601: Warning (1)

Yama Ling stared excitedly at Mogg standing before him. “Is the information confirmed?” His thrill was unavoidable, for Mogg had just delivered word that Zhao Hai and his forces had slain Jing Changtian plus the other five, together with several trusted aides and Yin Yang Sect members. This report carried immense weight for Yama Ling, signaling the downfall of Jing Changtian’s crew, paving the way for their army to swiftly recapture those lands.

Mogg nodded with equal excitement. “I’m certain. The intel came from our spies at Jing Changtian’s base. This round, the ghost shadow group deployed almost five hundred Island Lord level experts, plus varying numbers of additional cultivators. They eradicated Jing Changtian and his allies in a single strike.”

“What? Five hundred Island Lord level experts?” Yama Ling’s face shifted dramatically upon hearing Mogg’s report. All his prior excitement vanished. He never imagined Zhao Hai’s group possessed such might, unleashing nearly five hundred Island Lord level experts simultaneously. This power truly stunned him.

He furrowed his brow deeply. “500 experts? How could they muster so many? From where did they recruit such numbers? How did they emerge so abruptly? Did observers spot anything unique in their cultivation techniques? Do we know the nature of their cultivation method?”

Mogg froze momentarily at Yama Ling’s barrage of questions but soon grasped the intent. After pondering briefly, he shook his head. “No, nothing on that front. Rumors say their cultivation technique feels bizarre, blending shadows of techniques from multiple sects yet differing entirely. Nobody identified the exact cultivation technique they employed.”

Yama Ling knitted his brows tighter. “These individuals clearly hail from complex origins, or they wouldn’t shroud themselves in such secrecy. Dispatch investigators and uncover whatever you can. We knew little of the ghost shadow group earlier, but with our alliance now, deeper insights await. Proceed.”

Mogg acknowledged with a nod. Right as he turned to depart, an abrupt voice cut in. “I suggest you two refrain from that. Otherwise, our partnership might conclude prematurely.” The sound echoed suddenly from inside the chamber, startling Yama Ling and Mogg profoundly. They whipped toward the source, spotting a black-clad man lurking in the room’s shadows. This stranger was unfamiliar, leaving them astonished at how he infiltrated undetected.

Zhao Hai eyed them coldly and snorted. “I declared cooperation with the dark ghost sect. Sect leader Yan sought proof of our sincerity. We’ve delivered it, yet Sect leader Yan displays none. Shouldn’t you explain today’s actions?” Zhao Hai held no real fury; this unfolded as anticipated. True collaboration with the dark ghost sect held no appeal—he aimed to subdue them. His display merely aimed to unsettle Yama Ling slightly.

Yama Ling fixed his gaze on Zhao Hai and snorted back. “Explain what? Isn’t this standard procedure? Cooperation demands trust, but I only know you as Phantom—a clear alias. Beyond that, you remain a mystery. Why not verify? Moreover, this is dark ghost sect territory. You simply waltz in?”

Zhao Hai glanced at Yama Ling’s token and chuckled suddenly. “Sect leader Yan speaks wisely. My intrusion was impolite. Having proven sincerity with Jing Changtian and the five others’ heads now in my possession—potentially valuable to you, Sect leader Yan—we discussed cooperation amid other elders’ presence. I grasp the dark ghost sect’s dynamics somewhat. The elders’ stance toward you, Sect leader... Hehe. Thus, for future talks, perhaps summon the other elders first. Your thoughts, Sect leader Yan?”

Zhao Hai’s words twisted Yama Ling’s expression into utter grimness. He stared long at Zhao Hai before a cold snort escaped. “Fine, I’ll summon them. Stay here or return shortly?” Yama Ling recognized his harshness toward Zhao Hai had overstepped. Persisting would rupture ties. Frankly, antagonizing Zhao Hai terrified him now. If Zhao Hai felled Jing Changtian’s group, he could do likewise. That stealthy emergence served as a stark warning. Continued hostility might provoke lethal response, so despite his ire, he moderated and complied with Zhao Hai’s demand.

Zhao Hai regarded Yama Ling and smiled. “I’ll remain here until discussions conclude, then depart. No sense in pointless trips back and forth—I lack such leisure.” Silence followed from Zhao Hai as his form melted back into the shadows. Without prior sighting, Yama Ling might never detect him.

Zhao Hai lingered silently in wait. Yama Ling dispatched a message to Lin Dong and the rest, who arrived promptly. Despite pressing duties, Jing Changtian’s demise proved too monumental. Learning of Zhao Hai’s visit, they rushed over.

Upon their entry, Zhao Hai emerged from the shadows. He smiled at them. “With everyone assembled, let’s dispense with formalities. Examine these.” His hand waved, materializing several severed heads in the room. Processed meticulously, they emitted no blood scent and appeared lifelike.

Lin Dong, Yama Ling, and companions approached the heads, lifting and scrutinizing each closely. Though informed of Jing Changtian’s group’s slaughter, disbelief lingered. They inspected meticulously, wary of Zhao Hai’s deception.

Observing Yama Ling and others probe the heads intently, a chill gleamed in Zhao Hai’s eyes. He held his tongue until finished, then addressed them. “Clear now? We’ve demonstrated sincerity; your turn. You demanded proof without objection from me, yet you’ve offered nothing. Will you reveal yours next? Incidentally, these heads stay with you—useful, no doubt. Here’s a communication array for direct messages to me, and vice versa.” “Should you seek our aid, we stand ready. First, however, deliver our operation’s due rewards. This Jade slip details them, though equivalents suffice. Farewell for now. I’ll return once prepared. Goodbye.” With that, Zhao Hai withdrew into shadows, vanishing instantly.

Yama Ling’s visage darkened the moment Zhao Hai departed. He eyed the group deeply. “Your views on this?” Even as he spoke, his spirit power swept the chamber repeatedly, bewildering Lin Dong and others unsure of his purpose.

Yama Ling ignored their confusion, scouring with spirit power extensively yet detecting naught. Relieved, he faced Lin Dong and company. “This alliance stirs unease in me.” Pausing, he continued to them. “I withheld earlier due to Phantom’s presence, but he lurked here pre-arrival. Amid my talk with Mogg about probing the Phantom Group, he materialized soundlessly in my study. I sensed nothing upon his advent, ignorant of his duration there.”

Yama Ling halted, face ashen. Lin Dong and others paled at his revelation. Though scant reverence for Sect Master Yama Ling existed, his prowess was acknowledged. Zhao Hai’s prolonged undetected infiltration terrified.

Yama Ling met their eyes gravely. “Moreover, they mobilized 500 Island Lord level experts against Jing Changtian’s lot. Whether all theirs remains unknown, but possessing at least that many—likely more—spells trouble for us.”

Pausing anew, Yama Ling eyed the five heads on the floor somberly. “Refusing alliance might doom us similarly. Thus, I waver—blessing or curse, this partnership?”

Lin Dong and allies exchanged glances, speechless. They too pondered the duality: boon in foes’ demise, peril in ally’s unfathomable power.

Yama Ling sighed at them. “Regret comes too late, I fear. Let’s proceed as planned. Forces assembled? If yes, strike. Jing Changtian’s death opens the path—seize it!”