Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 152 - 0140: Infernal Affairs, that year today in the apricot grove (4000 guaranteed)_2

Chapter 152: 0140: Infernal Affairs, that year today in the apricot grove (4000 guaranteed)_2

One of the mountain bandits, scratching his head, asked,

Zhang Wei looked at the scar-littered Hu Mountain and sighed deeply, "A Jianghu dream, half a life of sorrowful infatuation. Now the mountain is empty, the people are empty, and a decade and a half has come to nothing.

Everyone says the Martial World is perilous, and today I, Zhang Wei, have truly seen it.

If I didn’t have you brothers to provide for, perhaps, I’d just go rob a wife and muddle through life.

But now, I think it’s better to simply throw in our lot with Black Wind Village Chief, get some food, and find some peace."

The younger brothers were all silent upon hearing this, unsure of what to say.

Zhang Wei said, "We’re all travelers of the Martial World, strangers yet kin. Even if Black Wind Village Chief doesn’t take us in, he won’t make things difficult for us. Let’s go!"

He didn’t have many skills, but Zhang Wei prided himself on his ability to talk.

This whole venture of voluntarily defecting was, after all, a matter of talking your way in.

...

Fast horses and cracking whips, a toast with every song.

The players from Black Wind Village spoke in their bandit jargon, occasionally inserting an elegant and easy-going "shit" as they joyously returned home.

The journey from the Western Regions back to Hui Prefecture was long.

Jiang Dali did not plan on slowly making the return journey with the players.

Instead, he picked out a few players, including Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng, and left with them.

The Mountain Village Players watched as their village chief selected a few captains and departed, feeling bewildered. They came up with various possible scenarios in their heads but were helpless to do anything other than follow orders and continue the forced march home.

After leaving with Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng and others, Jiang Dali gave the tied-up Master of Tyrant Hall a hard slap on the back.

Once he was sure he had knocked the man out cold,

he then issued tasks to Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng and the other two at the border of the Kunlun Mountain Range, instructing them to complete these tasks.

The task given to Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng was to seek out Golden-faced Buddha Miao Renfeng.

Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng had come to know of this person after reading some of the ancient texts provided by the officials.

That’s why he had chosen such a name after entering the Mixed Martial Arts World.

In his past life, he actually did find Miao Renfeng and learned the Miao Family Swordsmanship, which for a while made quite a splash among the players and earned him some fame.

Later, his mastery of the Miao Family Swordsmanship even exceeded Miao Renfeng’s, surpassing him in strength and reaching the level of a top fighter among the players.

Jiang Dali felt that the players within the mountain village had almost all grown under his protection, but none of them really had the potential to become top experts.

Now he was starting to intentionally cultivate some people with potential.

Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng was undoubtedly one of them.

Furthermore, he was very familiar with Golden-faced Buddha Miao Renfeng from the ancient texts.

Thus, Jiang Dali chose to share the information he knew about Miao Renfeng’s whereabouts from his past life, in the form of a mission, asking him to find Miao Renfeng and learn the Miao Family Swordsmanship.

If Miao Renfeng managed to find the real Miao Renfeng and learned the Miao Family Sword, he might also come into contact with Hu Yidao.

It was not out of the question for him to get a chance to witness the Hu Family Saber Skill.

Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng was surprised and delighted to receive such a mission.

He felt it was the village chief’s recognition and attention, and he was deeply moved, happily accepting the task.

For the other two players, Huakai Jianhong and Ancient Color Strange People,

Jiang Dali issued other missions.

For Huakai Jianhong, a player with a more nimble mind,

Jiang Dali’s mission for him was to infiltrate the World Association and join the Divine Wind Hall.

If there were any difficulties along the way, he could still send a pigeon to seek help from him.

For Ancient Color Strange People, a player adept at socializing, Jiang Dali’s mission for him was to find a businessman in the marketplace of Luoyang.

This businessman was none other than the once-famous manor owner of Jueqing Manor—domineering sword.

He was also the master of Gui Hai Yidao, one of the "Earth Realm" secret spies under the Hulong Manor Iron Gall Divine Constable.

After planning out and assigning these tasks, Jiang Dali gave the three players some travel expenses.

Then he mounted the Demon Hawk, soared into the sky, and disappeared from the admiring gazes of the three.

In the martial world, one asks not of the heart when asking for directions, for who can truly say how many paths the heart may walk?

Black Wind Village sought to carve out its growth within the narrow cracks of the Mixed Martial Arts World.

Relying solely on insular development was, however, unlikely to be viable.

Jiang Dali had long devised many plans, awaiting implementation, step by careful step.

Before departing from Kunlun, he located the place where he had once buried Ice Soul Jade Stones.

He dug up around a hundred kilograms of Ice Soul Jade Stones to take with him, then for the third time, he knocked out the Master of Tyrant Hall, whom he had bound and was carrying with him, before officially departing and vanishing from the attention of various sects in the Western Region Kunlun.

...

"Although the Black Wind Village Chief has committed many evils, he has only been contending with these immortal Abnormal People, and since he hasn’t crossed into our Earth Realm, let’s not bother with such a muddled individual."

This was the opinion voiced by an expert from the Snow Mountain Sect, a major martial arts sect in the Western Regions.

...

"There’s no enmity without cause in this world, and this group of Abnormal People has been causing quite a stir lately. Since they can’t die anyway, consider this a lesson bought."

This was the voice of the Heavenly Mountain Sect in the Kunlun Mountain Range.

On this day, terms such as Western Region Kunlun and Black Wind Village were not only being discussed by Players on the Jianghu Forum but also caught the attention of various sects scattered across the Western Region Kunlun.

However, no sect thought to stand up for the Abnormal People.

Even the Kunlun Sect, which had already taken in Abnormal People, did nothing more than issue a statement from an elder condemning and denouncing the actions of the Black Wind Village Chief without any further action.

So-called exorcising evil and protecting the righteous seemed to be nothing more than lip service.

Reality was often just that—blunt and ironic.

As for the Bloodthirsty Guild, which could have been considered influential and reputable among players until recently, it had completely disintegrated in less than a day because of the pursuit by Black Wind Village Players and the shrinkage of its senior members like Re Xueqie, disappearing from the martial world altogether.

Emerging from a Resurrection Point in the Kunlun Mountain Range, Re Xueqie and other senior members of the Bloodthirsty Guild chose to leave the Kunlun Sect with a heavy heart.

But before leaving, Re Xueqie also declared that when they returned, they would repay Black Wind Village for all the humiliation and hatred the Bloodthirsty Guild had suffered.

Such vows and statements naturally led to heated discussions among the players who were watching from the sidelines.

Jiang Dali, who had already left Kunlun, simply didn’t care.

The martial world was always a place where swords drew blood, and decapitated heads served as cups for blood wine.

The Bloodthirsty martial world, claiming its fervor, appeared in Jiang Dali’s eyes as nothing more than a laughable guild composed of people with a façade of valor and blood, fearful and weak at heart.

What great passion and ardor could they truly claim?

...

A day later.

Outside Qingyang City.

In the apricot grove.

In the autumn, the ginkgo trees shivered with pieces of gold, the ground beneath littered with those same pieces, adding a touch of desolate poignancy.

Occasionally, strains of music rang through the woods, along with the laughter of men and women.

A faint ballad drifted from deep within the forest.

"In my youth, I roamed the martial world with my sword, a tiger swallowing miles with my ambition.

Now, ten years of nighttime rain, awakening to the sound of an empty string..."

"Screech—"

A loud eagle’s cry pierced the calm and artistic atmosphere.

A tiny black dot appeared in the clear sky, swiftly racing in from afar.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Without a breath of wind, the yellow leaves on the ground whirled on their own.

The wind began to rise, the yellow leaves swirling into the air, enveloping the scene with a chilling intent, and the music of the woods abruptly ceased...

...

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