Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 232 - 198-199: Jinglong Chess, Master Jiang truly is an extraordinary person! (Extra 4 - s for Alliance Hierarch Mengmeng Beiliya)_2

Chapter 232: 198-199: Jinglong Chess, Master Jiang truly is an extraordinary person! (Extra 4 Chapters for Alliance Hierarch Mengmeng Beiliya)_2

Su Xinghe, of course, didn’t know this. Seeing that Dongfang Bubai had promised to agree and spoke with such confidence, his mood greatly improved. He immediately gestured an invitation with his hand.

"Thus, I invite you, Master Jiang, to step inside the Inner Cabinet to observe the Jinglong Chess puzzle.

As for Dongfang Sect Leader and Miss Wang, please go and rest for a moment.

Dongfang Sect Leader, you may freshen up here first and get ready for treatment."

While speaking, Su Xinghe summoned several mute and deaf disciples, who had their ears sliced and tongues cut out, to attend to Dongfang Bubai and Wang Yuyan, then promptly led Jiang Dali toward the Inner Cabinet.

"It seems that everything is pretty much settled. Su Xinghe obviously can treat Dongfang Bubai, otherwise, he wouldn’t have made so many requests.

Earlier he said he couldn’t treat the illness; it was clearly just a deliberate act."

Jiang Dali thought to himself as he followed into the Inner Cabinet.

The Inner Cabinet had excellent lighting, almost like a vast Chess Room.

A stone chess table as large as a table for eight immortals was placed inside the room.

On the chess table, dozens of black and white pieces were already placed, clearly an unfinished game.

The Jinglong Chess Puzzle!

There before him was the chess puzzle which, in the past life, no one except Xuzhu could solve.

Jiang Dali’s mind seemed to race back in time as various scenes swiftly passed by.

He recalled some of the moves made by the experts he had witnessed at the time.

Even now, recalling the moves of people like Duan Yu and Murong Fu seemed hazy...

But the memory of that gathering of prominent figures seemed as clear as if it were before his eyes.

Before the Jinglong, all the heroes were helpless, unable to succeed.

Yet in the end, it was a Shaolin monk with no fame who cracked the puzzle.

That ugly monk thrashed a character with a halo like Murong Fu, inheriting the mantle of Wuya Zi, becoming the Carefree Sect Leader, envied by the people of the Martial World.

Regrettably, no matter how hard he tried to remember, Jiang Dali couldn’t remember the exact moves Xuzhu made, where precisely he had placed the pieces.

This was, of course, normal.

Who would have thought they would be reborn?

And so, one wouldn’t intentionally memorize these details of others’ extraordinary adventures.

At most, they would just leave an impression in the mind.

"Ah—"

Su Xinghe let out a muted "ah" and gestured toward the chess table, nodding and using ventriloquism, "Please take a seat, Master Jiang, and observe the game of chess."

Jiang Dali felt overwhelmed.

Asking such a brute like him to do something as elegantly trivial as playing chess.

It was indeed a challenge for him.

But since he was here, he might as well accommodate.

Thinking that if he could solve this chess puzzle, he could inherit the mantle of Wuya Zi.

If he could fully absorb that kind of power and learn the Beiming Divine Skill as well as the secret techniques like the Sky Mountain Six Yang Palm.

What would count Murong Fu or Ding Chunqiu as in his eyes?

"I mustn’t think about it, mustn’t!"

Thinking of the peculiar nature of the Jinglong Chess Puzzle, Jiang Dali immediately discarded these distractions from his mind.

He moved forward, took his seat, and observed the chess game in front of him.

The black and white pieces on the board seemed clearly defined and profoundly mysterious.

But to speak of deeper mysteries, Jiang Dali had no concept whatsoever.

Because he simply didn’t know how to play chess!

"Please!"

Su Xinghe, with a smile, also took his seat, and his expression quickly became serious. He picked up a black piece from the box and abruptly placed it on the board.

In an instant, Jiang Dali felt as if something had changed on the chessboard, yet it seemed like nothing had changed; it was just one more black piece.

Faced with Su Xinghe’s expectant gaze, all he could do was shake his head internally.

He kept up the pretense of understanding on the surface but casually picked up a white piece and placed it down...

In his mind, he pondered the method for solving the Jinglong Chess Puzzle, which the Li Family had worked out in his previous life.

In the previous life, quite a few local experts had participated in the Jinglong Chess Puzzle.

Among them, Duan Yu, Murong Fu, Duan Yanqing, and Jiumozhi were naturally the most notable.

Duan Yu’s chess skills, derived from the true transmission of the Dali Royal Family, were extremely skillful; he cherished every one of his chess pieces, not giving an inch. Consequently, when he ran out of moves, he simply had to leave the game.

Duan Yu’s flaw was his inability to let go, not only of his chess pieces but also of Wang Yuyan. If he couldn’t bear to part with them, how could he gain anything?

Then there’s Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was fundamentally opposite to Duan Yu; to achieve the ambition of restoring the Great Yan, Murong Fu had nothing he could not forsake.

This also manifested in his chess-playing; there were no pieces he couldn’t sacrifice.

However, losing too many pieces eventually led him into a position where he had run out of options.

To forsake is to obtain.

But if one is willing to forsake everything, then it leads to loss and alienation, and ultimately nothing is gained.

Afterward was Duan Yanqing, the leader of the Four Great Evildoers, the Great Evil Man, who became obsessed and lost himself in the chess game.

Originally the Crown Prince of the Dali Kingdom, after a palace power struggle, he was left disabled, his mind twisted, thus embarking on the path of evil.

Therefore, when he played chess, he delved into crooked and evil strategies and was led by the chessboard to remember his own miserable past, nearly losing his mind to his dark thoughts...

As Jiang Dali pondered this, he found himself unconsciously having played several turns back and forth with Su Xinghe.

Su Xinghe’s face grew increasingly serious, and as he placed his pieces, he looked at Jiang Dali, who seemed either lost in thought or inattentive, and voiced his surprise through ventriloquism.

"Unexpectedly, Master Jiang’s chess skill is so exquisite; giving up an advantageous situation initially to lure the enemy deeper, then making a surprising counterattack to recapture lost ground and avoid a disaster. Truly, this is good chess!"

Su Xinghe complimented and shook his head as he concluded.

"You have passed the test, and Su Xinghe is satisfied with your performance, having achieved the first mission goal."