Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8403: Leaving _1

Zhao Hai gazed at the Sen Luo Temple standing opposite him. He couldn't help but feel impressed by the Alliance of the 13 families. They had somehow held off an assault from a Sen Luo Temple. This structure appeared quite impressive, yet it lacked numerous formations within. Even though it boasted more formations than typical large-scale Dharma artifacts, it fell short compared to the Blood Buddha Temple, let alone the authentic Sen Luo Temple. The gap was significant.

Zhao Hai had yet to lay eyes on the genuine Sen Luo Palace, but he felt confident it contained far more formations. His knowledge of the palace stemmed from the bronze man, who had already sneaked inside. The bronze man had learned about the formations there and even uncovered certain self-destruct mechanisms. Moreover, activating these would spark a chain reaction across all other formations in the entire Sen Luo Temple. Ultimately, the whole place would explode with tremendous force, leaving no survivors within the Sen Luo Temple.

Yet, destroying the Sen Luo Temple in such a manner wasn't straightforward at present, since the bronze statue had infiltrated it. Zhao Hai had no desire for the temple to simply detonate like that. Still, he recognized that the outcome hinged on future events. Should things proceed without hitches, they might successfully seize control of the Sen Luo Temple.

Right then, Jie Tian approached from afar by flight. His hair was a mess, and he appeared utterly wretched. As he neared, he bellowed at once, “All disciples, heed my command! Charge!” Strangely, Ha Jing, his former combatant, was nowhere in sight.

Spotting this, Zhao Hai quickly grasped the situation. The rest of the disciples, however, remained clueless and grew frantic. Zhao Hai promptly yelled, “Stay calm, everyone. Fall back to the Blood Buddha Temple and hold your positions. Move quickly!” He chose to withdraw into the Blood Buddha Temple to cede the outer square to the seven major sects' disciples. Though Ha Jing hadn't instructed it, Zhao Hai acted anyway. This move would substantially reduce the animosity between the seven major sects and their group.

Hearing Zhao Hai's call, Jie Tian whipped his head around to stare at him. He noticed Zhao Hai returning the gaze. But Zhao Hai merely glanced once before guiding his followers into the Blood Buddha Temple. Jie Tian instantly realized the intent behind Zhao Hai's actions. A flicker of admiration appeared in his eyes, only to give way swiftly to regret. If only Zhao Hai belonged to the Corpse Demon Sect. He might surpass even Li Wuji, the young master of the Corpse Demon Sect, in prowess. Such a shame, truly a shame.

The Blood Slaughter Sect disciples were accustomed to following Zhao Hai's directives, so they pulled back into the Blood Buddha Temple without delay. Meanwhile, the other major sects' disciples surged out from the Sen Luo Hall toward the Blood Buddha Temple. The 13 Families Alliance cultivators eyed them with subtle delight. This development matched precisely what they had hoped for.

After extensive preparations, this was the scenario they desired above all. They wanted the various sects' disciples to clash with the Blood Slaughter Sect. That would eliminate the need for any formal arena setup. In such a case, the seven major sects would inevitably back their struggle against the Blood Slaughter Sect. At minimum, it would secure their existing territories.

From the 13 Families Alliance's viewpoint, this was the duty of the seven major sects. Previously, those sects had collaborated with them against the Blood Slaughter Sect. Now, with the Blood Slaughter Sect seeking vengeance, the seven major sects needed to step up. That rationale drove their scheme.

They conveniently overlooked their role in sparking the Blood Slaughter Sect's internal conflicts. They had initiated the plot against the Blood Slaughter Sect first. It was their exposed scheme that drew the other major sects' involvement. Bluntly stated, they bore the blame for it all. But now, they ignored those facts entirely. They recalled only the seven major sects' alliance in targeting the Blood Slaughter Sect. Thus, with the Blood Slaughter Sect's retaliation, the seven major sects owed them aid.

Just then, Jie Tian noticed the seven major sects' disciples charging toward the square before the Blood Buddha Temple. He shouted immediately, “Halt! All disciples, listen to me! Cease the assault!” His words left the seven major sects' disciples, poised to strike the Blood Buddha Temple, frozen in bewilderment. They stood there, utterly perplexed.

“Hahahaha, well done. Little Hai, you've handled that astutely. Without my say-so, you ceded the outer space. Hahaha, Old Xie, what are your thoughts on my Blood Slaughter Sect disciples?” Accompanied by hearty laughter, Ha Jing soared in from the distance. He bore no wounds and showed no signs of battle. His sudden arrival left many on both sides baffled.

Jie Tian glanced at Ha Jing and snorted. “Bald donkey, you've got some luck.” Dismissing Ha Jing, he shifted his attention toward the Sen Luo Palace. In a grave tone, he declared, “Members of the 13 Families Alliance, show yourselves. No more deceptions, or don't fault me for rudeness.”

Jie Tian's statement stunned the seven major sects' disciples and the 13 Families Alliance alike. The former stared at him in puzzlement, while the latter's faces paled. Even the onlookers regarded Jie Tian with confusion.

Jie Tian eyed the 13 Families Alliance disciples and snorted again. “What's the matter? Refusing to emerge? Your 13 Families Alliance harbors grand ambitions. You've plotted against every one of our nine sects. We seven sects generously aided your alliance against this crisis, dispatching a thousand elite disciples to battle the Blood Slaughter Sect. Innumerable lives were lost, yet you scheme behind our backs? This Sen Luo Temple is a forgery, isn't it? You had us assault the Blood Slaughter Sect's western defenses during this chaos, employing the true Concourse of the Underworld no less. Did you expect the Blood Slaughter Sect to lash out at us in rage over the western front? Once we clashed with the Blood Slaughter Sect, no arena would be needed. We'd back your war against them outright, correct? Even without our fight, you could demolish the Sen Luo Palace, eliminate us, and pin it on the Blood Slaughter Sect. Then, the seven major sects would still champion you. Isn't that the plan?”

Jie Tian spoke loudly enough for the Blood Slaughter Sect disciples, the seven major sects' followers, the 13 Families Alliance, and even the spectators to hear clearly. Shock rippled through the crowd as they stared at him. No one had anticipated such revelations from Jie Tian. The 13 Families Alliance members reeled in dismay, unaware he knew their scheme. In truth, Jie Tian's outburst was a ploy to draw the seven major sects' disciples from the Sen Luo Temple. This ensured their safety and thwarted further plots against them.

Jie Tian fixed his gaze on the 13 Families Alliance and snorted once more. “Silent now? Do you truly believe your scheme will prevail? The seven great sects may have supported you, but we'll never pardon such betrayal. Prepare for your end.”

“Hahahaha, eloquent words indeed. The seven major sects are mere hypocrites. They shirk the vanguard in times of trouble, shoving our alliance into the role of fodder. Now that benefits elude you, you abandon us to our fate without a care. When the 13 Families Alliance withstands the Blood Slaughter Sect's onslaught, we'll perish regardless. So why not risk it all?” A voice echoed from the Limitless Palace, laced with unmistakable frenzy.

Jie Tian regarded the 13 Families Alliance's Sen Luo Hall and snorted. Turning to Ha Jing, he stated, “Ha Jing, the truth is evident. The 13 Families Alliance invited this doom by plotting against us. We'll withdraw from this affair entirely. Handling them will be deliberated with our sects' leaders later. Your approach to the 13 Families Alliance is your own now—we're done interfering. We're departing. No further involvement from us.” With that, Jie Tian positioned himself before the seven major sects' disciples and commanded deeply, “Attention, all. Retrieve your portable teleportation formations. We'll head back to our sects and report. The higher-ups will decide the next steps. Depart.” He produced his own portable teleportation array, set the coordinates, but held off activation. Instead, he scanned those below.

He refrained from departing immediately because the disciples lingered in the Blood Buddha Temple's square. As the sole counter to Ha Jing, his exit might leave them vulnerable to attack, spelling disaster. Thus, he awaited their departure first. The seven major sects' disciples comprehended the peril. Though surprised, they held their tongues. They realized the unfolding events lay beyond their grasp. Better to let their sects' elders resolve it.

With that in mind, they promptly drew out their portable teleportation formations, calibrated the settings, and vanished in bursts of white light from the square outside the Blood Buddha Temple. Watching their exit, Jie Tian addressed Ha Jing gravely, “Ha Jing, I'm off. We'll soon learn the resolution for this mess. You're handling it solo now.” He then triggered his array and departed. Yet before vanishing, he cast a profound glance at Zhao Hai, his eyes tinged with regret, as if lamenting Zhao Hai's allegiance to another sect.