Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8475: Blocking the road (1)
Previously on Living In Another World With A Farm...
Zhao Hai gazed at Da Jiu Ji, then shook his head with a sigh. "To be honest, I pity them deeply. Those two brothers possess remarkable talent. Had they focused entirely on cultivation instead of chasing a nonexistent treasure, their power would undoubtedly have reached great heights. Sadly, they've wasted their efforts on a phantom pursuit. It's truly unbelievable."
Da Jiu Ji stared at Zhao Hai and murmured softly, "How can you be so sure the treasure isn't real? Have you searched for it yourself?" By now, Da Jiu Ji grasped Zhao Hai's intent in sharing this. Zhao Hai aimed to spread the word through them, warning off those coveting the Ghostwind Bandits' supposed hoard that it was all a myth. Yet Da Jiu Ji was eager to hear more from Zhao Hai.
"It's straightforward. Do you know how Wen Liyi and his group hunted for the treasure? They trailed the descendants of the Ghostwind Bandits. But consider the lives those descendants led—they were no different from typical rogue cultivators. They lured fellow roamers into joint tasks, only to slay them and seize their Jingshi along with magic tools, using those gains for their own cultivation. If the Ghostwind Bandits' heirs truly knew the treasure's location, why not claim it for themselves? Why resort to such shady tactics for resources? If even the descendants were clueless about it, how could I possibly know? I was merely one of the fools they duped, planning to turn the tables and take their loot. But my strength allowed me to eliminate them instead. In that scenario, why would they imagine I held secrets to the Ghostwind Bandits' treasures? They've all lost their minds obsessing over it—these folks too!" With that, Zhao Hai pivoted and scanned the surrounding crowd. His declaration sparked an uproar among them.
"How do we know you're not lying? What if you do know the Ghostwind Bandits' treasure spot and are just fooling us?" Da Jiu Ji eyed Zhao Hai closely. He was beginning to accept that Zhao Hai truly had no knowledge of the Ghostwind Bandits' treasure, as his earlier explanation rang true. Plus, it held solid logic. If the Ghostwind Bandits had hidden riches, why hadn't their offspring tapped into them? And if the offspring were in the dark, how could Zhao Hai be any wiser?
Zhao Hai shook his head again at Da Jiu Ji's question, unable to hold back. "It makes no difference. Truthfully, I'm unconcerned about this spreading or facing these people—not even you. I altered my looks to dodge hassle and avoid needless slaughter. But since you've tracked me down, trouble's inevitable. If you located me, others will too. Hiding's pointless now. Let's see how many dare come for my head."
Da Jiu Ji burst into laughter upon hearing Zhao Hai's bold claim. "You sound awfully sure of yourself. Are you genuinely unafraid of me?" Da Jiu Ji's curiosity peaked. Zhao Hai was only a wandering cultivator—why show no fear toward him? The divide between rogue cultivators and sect members was vast.
Zhao Hai offered a grin and replied, "Frankly, I've gained an inheritance. It's a unique cultivation method unknown to me back in the Blood Sea Realm. This technique packs immense power. I wielded it against Wen Liyi and ended him—that's what drew you here. So yes, I truly fear nothing."
"Hahaha, excellent! You're intriguing me more by the moment. I must discover your true prowess. Since a clash is unavoidable, why not step outside and test each other now?" As he spoke, Da Jiu Ji rose abruptly, heading for the exit.
Zhao Hai got to his feet too, yet the encircling crowd showed no sign of parting. Da Jiu Ji's face darkened at the sight. He swept his gaze over them and let out a cold huff. "Step aside at once. Or don't fault me for rudeness."
"Enough with the theatrics, you two. Zou Xiao, do you seriously believe we'll cower because you dragged in some imposter dressed as a Poisonous Bug Valley disciple? Let me make it clear: no chance. You're staying put today. Hand over the Ghostwind Bandits' treasure location, or forget about walking out." A cultivator spoke with icy menace. The rest fixed their chilly stares on the pair.
Zhao Hai shot a glance at the mob, then turned to Da Jiu Ji with clear irritation. He growled deeply, "Observe their foolishness—why fear such idiots? Before your arrival, they had no clue about my identity. You showing up revealed me, but they suspect it's all a staged ploy. I loathe dealing with such dimwits, yet they're everywhere, and most act just like them. What a torment!"
"Why agonize over it? If their sight offends you, end them." Da Jiu Ji eyed the group disdainfully and snorted. Without a twitch, a puff of black Qi launched at the speaker. The man jolted in alarm, swinging his blade which gleamed brightly to strike the incoming black Qi.
Yet the black Qi fragmented instantly into two tinier clouds. They evaded his blade and lunged straight at him. A sharp cry rang out as he dropped his weapon and clawed at his own face. That frantic strike unleashed a spray of blood.
The blood gushed not from slaying a foe, but from his ravaged features. The instant the black Qi made contact, his skin melted away visibly. Thus, his desperate slap tore open facial veins, forcing out torrents of blood.
The man's wails intensified as he battered his face with fiercer blows. After several strikes, he collapsed motionless to the floor. The onlookers fled in panic, staring at the fallen figure in dread.
The writhing man on the ground thrashed briefly before going still. Gradually, his breaths ceased—he was gone. Then came eerie rustles from his form. Flesh and blood vanished rapidly. In moments, only a bleached skeleton remained.
The black Qi swirled back to Da Jiu Ji's palm and faded away. Zhao Hai observed the horror without a flicker of surprise. He nodded approvingly. "The Poisonous Bug Valley's insect mastery is indeed spectacular. I've witnessed its might firsthand today."
Da Jiu Ji shot Zhao Hai a grin. "You'll get your turn." With those words, he guided Zhao Hai from the chamber. This time, none dared block their path. Da Jiu Ji's insect command had confirmed his status as a true Poisonous Bug Valley disciple. As rogue cultivators, they wouldn't risk provoking such a force.
Still, once Zhao Hai and Da Jiu Ji exited the tavern, the others trailed behind. Clearly, they refused to abandon the chance. They wouldn't release Zhao Hai so easily. Thus, they shadowed the duo, hoping to seize him. The Ghostwind Bandits' treasures tempted them fiercely. Despite Zhao Hai's earlier denial, few trusted his words. Meanwhile, they summoned allies, spreading word of Zhao Hai's presence to draw a larger crowd.
Zhao Hai and Da Jiu Ji had barely stepped outside when they halted abruptly. Several black-robed figures barred their route, faces shrouded beneath hoods. This was the signature garb of Dark Ghost Sect disciples. Being in Dark Ghost Sect domain, they had no option but to pause before these sect enforcers.
The lead Dark Ghost Sect disciple sized them up and snorted dismissively. "I wondered who had the nerve to stir chaos in Dark Ghost Sect territory. Turns out it's Poisonous Bug Valley's golden spike tail, Da Jiu Ji. Remember, Da Jiu Ji, this is our turf—not your Poisonous Bug Valley. While you're here, obey our rules. Else, don't cry foul if we act harshly."
Da Jiu Ji appraised the man, his face hardening as he huffed coldly. "So it's you, Ghost Flag Warrior Leng Feng. This is a private matter between us. Best you stay clear, or it ends badly for all."
Leng Feng regarded Da Jiu Ji with frost in his voice. "Clarify this, Da Jiu Ji: you're in our Dark Ghost Sect lands. A mere Poisonous Bug Valley outsider causing a scene—do you doubt our sect's might? We're sparing you only for your valley's sake. Depart now, or face consequences. Personal grudge? Ha, you're just scheming to claim the Ghostwind Bandits' treasure solo."
Da Jiu Ji fixed Leng Feng with a mocking sneer. "The Ghostwind Bandits' treasure? Listen up—I'm here to avenge Junior Brother Wen Liyi. He slew my junior brother, so I won't spare him. Clear off, or taste my wrath."
"Hahaha, Da Jiu Ji, you blind fool—spouting such nonsense on our ground? Very well, behold Dark Ghost Sect's real power today!" With that, he summoned a massive flag into his grasp. Towering ten feet, it bore a vast black banner emblazoned with a grinning skull. Unfurled in the breeze, the flag exuded an ominous presence.
Seeing the foe deploy their war flag, Da Jiu Ji realized concessions were off the table. He sneered in response. "Then show me what you've got." Despite his taunt, his expression grew grave. He knew Ghost Flag General Leng Feng was a formidable adversary, brimming with strength. Victory wouldn't come easily. Thus, he extended his arms, and a glossy black jade-like spider materialized on his shoulder.