Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8616: The ancestor (1)

“You’re a sharp mind. What a shame,” Zhao Hai remarked calmly, gazing at Yama Ling. He truly saw Yama Ling as an intelligent individual. Sadly, fate timed his arrival poorly. Had the sect leader’s group retained control over the elders when he seized the dark ghost sect, his achievements could have been extraordinary.

In a grave tone, Yama Ling replied, “There’s no need to pity me. Defeat is defeat. I’m aware you’ll claim my life since my presence here would leave you uneasy. Truthfully, those few others won’t ease your concerns either. To fully dominate the dark ghost sect, you’ll need to place your own trusted allies in power. I suspect their destinies won’t fare much better than mine ahead.”

Zhao Hai chuckled. “Not necessarily. Provided they obey me, abandon their dark ghost sect loyalties, and recognize themselves as my followers, I’ll leave them unharmed. Even the dark ghost sect’s heritage will endure. Should they repeat your errors, however, I’ll show no mercy.”

Yama Ling scrutinized Zhao Hai intently before a faint smile appeared. “I trust your words. Tell me, once you end me, what fate awaits my remains? Will I join Mogg and his group?” He posed the question to Zhao Hai with composure, fully aware his end was sealed, yet curious in his final moments.

A smile crossed Zhao Hai’s face as he regarded Yama Ling. “Precisely. You possess rare talent, and I’d hate to waste it. Like Mogg and the rest, you’ll transform—and even lead them. Frankly, this benefits you, granting immortality anew. While I endure, so will you, persisting eternally.”

Yama Ling stared at Zhao Hai silently for a stretch before sighing, “Fine, proceed. I hold no sway now regardless. I merely seek to steel my mind.” Such were his thoughts. Under Zhao Hai’s dominion, life or death hinged solely on his whim, leaving no alternatives.

Zhao Hai smiled at Yama Ling. “I offer you two paths. First, end it yourself. Second, let those three handle it—I won’t intervene personally. Upon your passing, the upper realm ancestors will sense it, paving Lin Dong’s path as the dark ghost sect’s new leader. Pick one.”

A brief stun crossed Yama Ling’s features. He then smiled at Zhao Hai. “Does it matter which? Very well, I’ll handle it myself. Though, you don’t appear fearful of the upper realm ancestor. Your demeanor has shifted markedly.” His observation rang true this time.

Zhao Hai grinned at Yama Ling. “As I said, you’re clever—and proven so. My true foes are the upper realm’s mighty experts. Previously, lacking assurance against them, I’d have spared you to puppet the dark ghost sect via Lin Dong and others. Now, fearless of those powers, your life ends. The risk remains, demanding your demise.”

Yama Ling’s eyes narrowed involuntarily at Zhao Hai’s declaration. Shaking his head, he murmured, “Your confidence against upper realm Almighties baffles me, yet it’s irrelevant. Just honor your promise to preserve the dark ghost sect’s orthodoxies.” With that, he settled into his seat, eyes drifting shut. Silence fell as his vital aura faded—he had severed his heart meridian, extinguishing his life.

Zhao Hai gazed at Yama Ling, sighing with a headshake. A sweep of his hand summoned swirling black Qi that enveloped Yama Ling. The Qi seeped into the lifeless form, and Yama Ling’s eyes snapped open anew. Surveying his surroundings, he rose and bowed deeply to Zhao Hai. “Young master.”

Zhao Hai gave a nod, then faced Lin Dong and declared, “From today onward, you’ll serve as the sect leader of the dark ghost sect. You two will become the sect’s elders. The three of you must meet today to handle the dark ghost sect’s affairs. Yet, bear in mind, your only duty for now is to steady the dark ghost sect. If the dark ghost sect’s old ancestor from the upper realm questions you, just claim you eliminated Yama Ling. Mogg and his followers will heed your commands and assist in securing the dark ghost sect. Refuse to let the yin ghost sect act as guarantor, and block any chance for the Yin Yang sect to exploit weaknesses. Go.”

Lin Dong responded at once, as did the second and seventh elders. Yet they stayed put. Zhao Hai eyed the trio sternly and spoke deeply, “Heed the warning from Yama’s order. I have no desire to replace the dark ghost sect’s sect leader again in mere days, though it would be effortless for me. Recall Yama’s final words too. To fare better than him, stay loyal and harbor no improper notions. Otherwise, expect no mercy from me. You get three months. In three months, I’ll inspect the dark ghost sect’s progress. Should trouble strike the dark ghost sect, seek my aid—I’ll provide it—but strive to manage it yourselves.” With that, his form flickered and vanished alongside Yama’s token.

Once Zhao Hai was gone, Lin Dong glanced at the other two with a wry smile. “Well, with things settled, we’ve got no complaints left. Let’s handle this properly, or our lives will turn rough. I sense that master once feared the old ancestor a bit, but now he shows no such concern. We can’t stir up trouble at this point.”

The second elder and seventh elder exchanged bitter grins. Far from fools, they grasped the situation clearly. They nodded with wry smiles, staying silent. Lin Dong fixed them with a serious gaze and intoned, “Fine. Let’s spread the announcement externally. The patriarch may visit us soon, so prepare your words carefully. Don’t slip up. Revealing the truth now benefits no one.” The second and seventh elders nodded in agreement. They understood Lin Dong’s point perfectly—if the reality leaked, they’d gain nothing, and Zhao Hai could end them effortlessly.

Soon, word spread across the blood sea realm that dark ghost sect’s sect leader Yama Ling had stepped down, with Lin Dong ascending as the new sect leader. This revelation sent shockwaves through the blood sea realm’s sects. All eyes turned to the dark ghost sect’s response, as everyone knew its internal strife: fierce elder clashes, worsened by Jing Changtian’s rebellion. Observers eagerly awaited the two surviving elders’ reaction to Lin Dong’s rise, plus the stance of Yama Ling’s former island leaders.

Yet, to everyone’s surprise, Lin Dong seamlessly assumed control of the dark ghost sect. The second and seventh elders took up roles as the sect’s elders—or vice sect leaders. Yama Ling’s island leaders voiced no objections, fully acknowledging Lin Dong as their new sect leader.

The yin ghost sect’s moves stunned the blood sea realm’s other sects. Yin Yang sect forces even probed with an assault on the yin ghost sect, but retreated empty-handed after heavy losses at the yin ghost sect’s hands. The Yin Yang sect then fell quiet.

Ten days into Lin Dong’s leadership of the dark ghost sect, a golden radiance emerged in the sect’s ancestral worship hall. Lin Dong, alongside the second and seventh elders, entered the hall with grave expressions, standing silently in wait. At the hall’s center stood an altar, roughly a meter tall, topped by a black banner. This banner, a relic from the dark ghost sect’s patriarch, served as the sect’s guardian magic treasure. It linked the upper realm’s dark ghost sect patriarch to the lower realm, though such communication proved challenging.

Bursts of golden light suddenly radiated from the black banner. Moments later, a golden silhouette emerged from it. This was a gaunt old man with exceptionally handsome features. Yet, his aquiline nose and sharp Red Phoenix eyes imparted a sinister vibe to his countenance.

At the sight of this apparition, Lin Dong, the Second Elder, and the Seventh Elder simultaneously offered salutes, declaring, “Your disciples Lin Dong, Yuan Ze, and Jiang Duo pay respects to you, Patriarch!” Following their words, the trio knelt down. Their prostration this time embodied profound reverence, for the elder was a long-deceased ancestor of the Dark Ghost Sect from generations past. Proper etiquette demanded kneeling in his presence.

The old man’s phantom cast a glance over the three, then let out a frigid snort. “Explain! What calamity struck the Dark Ghost Sect? Where is the original Yama Ling? How did he perish?” Ice seemed to frost his visage. Even as a mere projection, his oppressive aura sent chills through the air.

Remaining on his knees, Lin Dong spoke up, “Elder, former Sect Leader Yama Ling massacred numerous sect elders without justification. Unfit to lead any longer, we band of brothers struck him down together. I’ve now claimed the Sect Leader seat. Elder, command me freely—I’ll accomplish it without fail. Rest easy, Elder.”

Stunned briefly by Lin Dong’s account, the old man eyed him sharply before sneering coldly, “You dared slay Yama Ling? Bold enough to murder the Sect Leader? Courting death?” Lethal intent sharpened his tone, heightening the wariness of Lin Dong and his companions.

Lin Dong quickly responded, “Ancestor Elder, we had no alternative. Yama Ling butchered five sect elders in a single rampage. Utterly deranged, he left us no choice but to rebel and strike back. Have mercy and understand, Elder!”