A Farmer's Journey To Immortality - Chapter 762 762: Newly Ascended Lords of Dadangar Subcontinent
Aksai did not answer right away.
The Purple River Lord continued, his tone turning grim.
“Those assassins,” he said. “They are not simple.”
A flash of anger crossed his face.
“I have already killed three of them myself,” he said. “And let me tell you, those bastards are not easy to interrogate. They would rather die than speak.”
He leaned forward slightly.
“But each time,” he said, “their attempts get cleaner and smarter. Also, more dangerous.”
His eyes narrowed.
“Are you trying to tell me,” he said slowly, “that you want to target the other four sects because you believe one or more of them have joined hands with that hidden group?”
The Purple River Lord stared at Aksai, waiting. For the first time since entering the room, there was a trace of unease in his eyes.
Aksai shook his head slowly.
“To be honest, I do not have a clear proof,” he said in a calm voice. “But let us think about it for a moment.”
He lifted his cup and took a small sip of the wine before placing it back on the table.
“If it is not one of the Big Five Sects,” he continued, “or one of the Three Major Demonic Sects, then who else could raise assassins like those?”
The Purple River Lord did not interrupt. Aksai spoke in an even tone.
“Those assassins are not ordinary Spirit cultivators. They are trained well. They are disciplined. They were equipped with various Spirit artifacts and resources. And they are willing to die without speaking a single word. A force that can nurture such people cannot be small.”
He paused briefly.
“I am only preparing for the worst,” he said. “A martial alliance with you is only one of my precautions.”
The Purple River Lord remained silent. Aksai leaned slightly back in his chair.
“I don’t know if you have noticed,” he added, “but the entire atmosphere of the Dadangar Subcontinent is changing.”
The Purple River Lord’s eyes flickered slightly.
“It won’t be long before there are far more Lords than we have right now,” Aksai continued. “And it also won’t be long before the subcontinent produces its first Nascent Soul King in centuries.”
The Purple River Lord slowly nodded.
“It seems you have noticed as well. You are not wrong,” he said.
He rested his elbow on the armrest and spoke in a thoughtful tone.
“In fact, your information is already a little behind.”
Aksai raised an eyebrow but did not interrupt.
“In the last three or four years,” the Purple River Lord continued, “five new Core Formation Lords have appeared.”
Aksai’s eyes narrowed slightly with interest.
The Purple River Lord began counting on his fingers.
“One appeared in the western region,” he said. “A wandering cultivator who later founded a small sect called the Ashen Peak Sect. He keeps a low profile but his strength is real.”
He raised a second finger.
“Another one rose in the south. The Jade Lotus Pavilion. A sect that focuses on dual cultivation techniques. Their new Lord is young but extremely ambitious.”
A third finger rose.
“There is also a man from the Broken Saber Valley. That sect used to be nothing special. But after their elder broke through to Core Formation, their influence grew very quickly.”
Aksai listened quietly.
The Purple River Lord raised a fourth finger.
“The fourth one is from the Black Sand Temple. That group was once only a middle-sized sect that practiced earth-based Spirit arts. But their new Lord is quite ruthless. He has already swallowed two smaller sects.”
Then he raised the fifth finger.
“The last one is a rogue cultivator,” he said. “A woman who calls herself the Crimson Widow. She has no sect but she has gathered many followers around her.”
The Purple River Lord lowered his hand.
“These five appeared in just a few years,” he said.
Aksai gave a slow nod. “That is quite fast.”
The Purple River Lord looked at him with a faint smile.
“And that is not all.”
Aksai tilted his head slightly.
“What else?”
The Purple River Lord’s voice lowered a little.
“The Silver Moon Palace,” he said. “They already have a Core Formation Lord.”
Aksai’s eyes sharpened.
“The sixth one in the shadows.”
He paused before continuing.
“She has not shown herself yet,” the Purple River Lord said. “But my sources are quite certain.”
Aksai remained silent.
“The Silver Moon Palace must have used some special method,” the Purple River Lord added. “Some kind of secret technique to hide her celestial tribulation.”
He shook his head slightly.
“If the tribulation had appeared normally, the entire region would have noticed.”
The room fell quiet again.
The Purple River Lord looked at Aksai.
“So as you can see,” he said slowly, “the subcontinent is already changing.”
His eyes turned sharp again.
“And when too many Lords start appearing,” he added, “it usually means that something big is about to happen.”
Aksai listened quietly as the Purple River Lord finished speaking. He nodded his head before adding further.
“This is exactly why a strong and reliable martial alliance is necessary,” Aksai said.
He leaned slightly forward and rested his arms on the table.
“Your sect cannot rely on the remaining sects in the Big Five. Your past with them is complicated. Your interests are tied together in many ways, but at the same time you also compete with each other.”
The Purple River Lord did not deny it.
Aksai continued in a calm tone.
“And my guild is still new. It is growing fast, but it is still developing. Because of that, it cannot directly approach those old sects either. They won’t take me seriously even if I were to offer them many benefits.”
He paused briefly.
“But you are different.”
The Purple River Lord raised his eyes slightly. Aksai did not avoid his gaze.
“I will be a bit blunt,” he said calmly. “I have leverage on you.”
The Purple River Lord glanced at the sealed vial resting on the table between them. Aksai followed his gaze and lightly tapped the table with a finger before continuing.
“That makes you trustworthy in my eyes,” Aksai continued.
The Purple River Lord did not look offended. Instead, he listened quietly.
“And you also have a deeper background than my guild,” Aksai added.
“Your sect has existed for a long time. You have land, disciples, elders, and influence across the region. Your presence in the mainland is not small. Plus, your late-stage Core Formation cultivation base makes you a reliable partner who is less likely to fall prey to those assassin bastards.”
He leaned back slightly.
“So forming a martial alliance with me will not be difficult for you.”
Aksai’s voice remained steady.
“In the current situation, we are perfectly suitable for each other.”
The Purple River Lord remained silent. His eyes slowly moved from Aksai to the sealed vial again. The room grew quiet once again. Aksai did not rush him.
The Purple River Lord leaned back into his chair and closed his eyes for a moment as if thinking deeply. Many thoughts ran through his mind.
The Purple Poison Marshland was weakening. The Purple Poison River was losing its strength. If things continued like this, the techniques of his sect would become weaker with every passing year.
The disciples would suffer. The elders would lose progress. Even he himself might have to stop his Spirit cultivation.
That thought alone was enough to make his chest feel heavy. Then his mind moved to the other Big Five Sects.
They had always cooperated on the surface. But behind that surface, they had always competed with each other. If the Purple River Sect truly began to weaken, how long would the others continue to support them?
Probably not long. Some of them might even take advantage of the situation.
His eyes slowly opened again. He looked at the small vial on the table. Inside it was something that could keep his sect alive for many years.
Then he looked at Aksai.
This young Lord had appeared out of nowhere years ago and slowly built a powerful guild from nothing. He was calm, careful, and always seemed to think many steps ahead.
The Purple River Lord exhaled slowly. After a long silence, he nodded.
“Fine. You have convinced me for now. I… I agree.”
Aksai showed a faint smile.
The Purple River Lord leaned forward slightly.
“But if we are forming a martial alliance,” he said, “we must discuss the details carefully.”
“Of course,” Aksai replied.
The two of them then began talking about the alliance in detail.
First, they discussed secrecy.
The Purple River Lord made it clear that the alliance must remain hidden from the other Big Five Sects for now.
Aksai agreed easily.
“There is no need for others to know,” he said. “At least not yet.”
Next they talked about intelligence sharing.
Both sides agreed to share information about movements of other sects, suspicious activities, and possible threats.
“If any of those assassins appear again,” the Purple River Lord said, “I will inform you immediately.”
“And I will do the same,” Aksai replied.
They also talked about military support. If one side was attacked by a powerful enemy, the other side would secretly send help.
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