Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 290 - 0242: Dongfang departs, returns with a vengeance! (Minimum updates, please start slaughtering)

Chapter 290: 0242: Dongfang departs, returns with a vengeance! (Minimum updates, please start slaughtering)

In the Black Wind Village section of the Jianghu Forum, there are surprisingly several posts about Murong Fu.

One post titled "Nan Murong sends lavish gifts to form an alliance with Black Wind Village Chief, Murong Family intends to ally with Black Wind Village" in particular draws the attention of countless people.

In the comments section below the post, a swarm of Black Wind Village Players are leaving messages, all buzzing with excitement.

After all, the Murong Family is a renowned family within the Martial World, with a long-standing and widespread reputation.

In the past, they were even part of the Great Yan Royal Family, deeply rooted, and the fame of Star Shifting had spread far and wide across the north and south.

The Murong Family has produced several formidable figures generation after generation. Apart from Murong Bo and Murong Fu, Murong Longcheng, the original creator of the "Star Shifting" Absolute Skill, was an imposing figure in the Martial World.

No one expected such a prominent Martial World Family to send lavish gifts to form an alliance with Black Wind Village.

The players from Black Wind Village all felt greatly honored.

But at the same time, they were well aware that the reason Murong Family did this was mainly because the Black Wind Village Chief had captured Wang Yuyan, effectively holding Murong Fu hostage.

The players of Black Wind Village were riding a wave of high spirits, lavishing praise on their burly and intimidating village chief and feeling immensely proud to be bandits of Black Wind Village.

However, Jiang Dali, upon seeing such posts, felt a hint of suspicion, smelling the scent of a conspiracy.

"Someone like Murong Fu, why would he send so many lavished gifts just for a Wang Yu? There must be something fishy here. If that silly girl Wang Yuyan knew about this, she’d probably be so moved she’d melt."

Jiang Dali thought it over carefully and vaguely guessed Murong Fu’s intentions for sending such lavish gifts.

It’s likely because he saw the power and overbearing might of the Black Wind Village Chief, with the influence of Black Wind Village threatening to take control over the entirety of Hui Prefecture, hence wanting to curry favor to secure support for the revival of Great Yan.

A mere Wang Yuyan is certainly not what Murong Fu truly cares about; it is he, Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali, whom the other party deems vital for the revival of Great Yan.

In his previous life, Murong Fu had shown that he would stop at nothing to revive Great Yan, even willing to acknowledge Duan Yanqing, the Prince of Dali with great power and status, as his father and kneel before Duan Yanqing.

Therefore, it is very likely that he would spare no expense to recruit someone like him, the Green Forest King of Hui Prefecture.

"Furthermore, from another perspective, this kid Murong Fu is probably trying to cover one thing with another.

While hiring Central Plains One Spot Red to assassinate me, he also brings lavish gifts to the mountain to express goodwill, aiming to confuse me so I would exclude him from my list of suspects."

Thinking this, Jiang Dali let out a cold snort, and a sinister plan emerged in his heart to turn the tables and fatally poison his opponent.

"Whether he wants to recruit me or not, I’m thinking of imitating Duan Yanqing and have him kneel before me to acknowledge me as his father, that’s not happening.

But if he openly agrees to give me Wang Yuyan, this mobile bookstore, it is very likely that he would agree in secret to use her as a political bargaining chip.

When the time comes... heh, with Wang Yuyan heartbroken, she’ll no longer think of her cousin but will devote herself to serving my Black Wind Village, offering up a wealth of secret manuals."

At this thought, Jiang Dali tapped his head, grinned wickedly, stood up and walked towards the side room, looking at Wang Yuyan curled up on the bed looking like a little rabbit, drunk from wine.

The other party reeked of alcohol, her cheeks blushed with drunkenness, and even in her sleep, her mouth drooled with shimmering saliva, causing Jiang Dali to frown deeply.

"Wait a minute... wait a minute... where is my cousin?..."

A dreamy murmuring came from Wang Yuyan’s humming breaths.

Jiang Dali let out a cold huff, thinking to himself, "Even if your cousin were here right now, I’d make him admit in person that he’s giving you to me. With all those secret Divine Skills in your belly, once in Jiang Dali’s hands, not even the Heavenly King could take them away!"

With a flick of his sleeve, his cloak billowed out.

Jiang Dali stepped out of the house, lifted his blade, and entered the Martial Arts Arena of the Four Lands Mountain Village to practice with a group of Mountain Village Players.

Time flies like a fleeting horse; in the blink of an eye, a day passes.

The autumn rain continues to drizzle incessantly, as if it will never stop.

Jiang Dali, unwilling to wait any longer, called for Dongfang Bubai and the still drunk Wang Yuyan.

The three of them donned raincoats and veiled straw hats, mounted the damp-feathered Demon Hawk, and left Luoyang to return.

...

"You’re going back to Hezhou? Won’t you stay in my Black Wind Village a little longer?"

On the back of the Demon Hawk, Jiang Dali, holding Wang Yuyan, asked Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai glanced coldly at the changing scenery below, saying, "Three days later, when we arrive in Hezhou, my Essence Qi will have mostly recovered. It will be time to reorganize affairs within my sect. Once the Divine Sect is set in order, I will send word to you and take you to the forbidden area of the Feng Clan."

"The Feng Clan?" Jiang Dali looked puzzled, ransacking his memory, he could not recall any powerful clan named Feng Clan in the Martial World.

"They are a formidable hidden Clan." Dongfang Bubai spoke with a heavy tone, "Inside there are fighters that even I would not dare to confront lightly. It’s normal for you not to know.

The Feng Clan is a family that is as renowned as the Tong Family, and these clans all bear a special mission, which is truly terrifying. Even if we go there, we must act discreetly."

Jiang Dali took in a sharp breath.

Even Dongfang Bubai talks about acting discreetly, so a clan so feared must indeed be a terrifying existence.

In the previous life of the Mixed Martial Arts World that developed four years, he had never heard of such clans, and did not know if One God and those top Players had ever heard of them.

"No, wait..." Jiang Dali suddenly remembered a native NPC, a powerful man who, like Li Xunhuan, could pull off the bowl haircut, and his eyes narrowed, "The Tong Family, the Dragon God Skill?"

Dongfang Bubai looked at Jiang Dali with surprise, his gaze becoming profound, and his voice raspy, "You really are different from the average robber leader, to know about the Tong Family and the Dragon God Skill.

But knowing too much isn’t necessarily a good thing for you. Your strength is still too weak..."

Jiang Dali found himself speechless.

To speak of Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali as weak,

Perhaps only the person before him would dare to say so.

He was about to become the man known as "Nan Dali."

Soon he could handily beat Murong Fu, seizing both Murong Fu’s cousin and reputation.

But after all, this was the Mixed Martial Arts World, and he could dominate only on a small scale. Looking at the entirety of the Mixed Martial Arts, indeed, he was not much.

"So after we’re done with the Feng Clan, do I still have to help you with that Dragon Pond and Tiger Cave?"

"What do you think? Including this time with Central Plains One Spot Red, I’ve saved you twice already."

"Could you actually count the time with the domineering sword? It was clearly me who self-learned the Great Strength Blade Skill to break through the situation."

"Fine, you don’t have to go."

Jiang Dali, "..."

After talking this much, could he not go?

...

Three days later, they stopped in Hezhou to let off Dongfang Bubai.

Jiang Dali then continued his journey with Wang Yuyan, heading straight for his home base, Black Wind Village Chief’s stronghold.

Until today, Murong Fu had already been visiting Black Wind Village with his Four Great House Generals for several days, which unexpectedly set off all kinds of rumors in the Martial World.

Some Righteous Path people had taken it upon themselves to come to Black Wind Village to see just how the south Murong intended to bring ruin to his own sect.

Even some Righteous Path sects who disliked the style of Black Wind Village took this opportunity to come and boost Murong Fu’s momentum, hoping to take a shot at the Black Wind Village Chief’s arrogance.

In the Black Wind Village section of the Jianghu Forum, a large group of players from the Black Wind Village base camp sat guarding daily to receive visiting sect representatives and even set up a dedicated update post.

The post was titled "Black Wind Convention."

Listing the participants...

Jiang Dali saw in the post that quite a few sects had indeed come to Black Wind Village.

Like Wudang Sect sending Yu Daiyan and a few disciples...

From the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Huashan Sect’s Yue Buqun came with his wife and disciples, probably really for the Sunflower Treasure Book.

There was also Gang Leader Xuan from Shennong Gang, who was presumably here for Wu Changchun.

Many spectating players were commenting under the post.

"Is Master Zhang from Wudang Sect finally making a move against the future Black Wind titan? Even he’s come to muddle through this muddy water!"

"Wudang Sect is still alright. What’s the deal with little brother Huashan Sect? Could it be that Yue Buqun’s pledge to punish our Black Wind Village last time was genuine? Did he damage his brain after castration?"

"Little brothers from Huashan Sect, persuade your Sect Leader quickly. Our friends in Black Wind Village really hope you won’t lose your Sect Leader soon, otherwise, won’t it become a joke when you walk through the Martial World?"

"Has everyone really not noticed the leader of Shennong Gang?"

"What’s there to discuss about this soy sauce passer-by? I looked up the name Sikong Xuan in ancient books for a long time, and found nothing about any famous deeds. He’s probably coming to deliver his head to our Village Chief directly, helping our Village Chief level up."

"People in Black Wind have become internet celebrities!"

"Welcome to check in at Black Wind Village, our Village Chief is coming back soon and will personally help you all check in!"

The comment section was buzzing with excitement.

Wudang Sect players couldn’t understand why Yu Daiyan would bother wading into these muddy waters.

As Wudang Sect was always known for valuing harmony in the Martial World and had no conflict with Black Wind Village, why bother looking for trouble?

Huashan Sect players were all crying for their parents, begging in the post for their Sect Leader Yue Buqun to return quickly. They didn’t want to unexpectedly lose their Sect Leader while meddling in affairs—even a castrated one would do.

"Hehehe, how amusing. Both Yue Buqun and Sikong Xuan have come, probably both unaware that Murong Fu’s visit to Black Wind Village was to recruit me, and now they all joined the fun, thinking that Murong Fu will trouble me?"

Jiang Dali looked at the post with a cold smirk.

But while these people had guessed wrong, they had come at the right time.

Because he would never agree to Murong Fu’s recruitment.

Even after a bit of planning, it was possible that a big battle with Murong Fu could ensue, which would indeed be an opportunity for those old men.

Holding Wang Yuyan, he listened to Jiang Dali’s cold chuckles, falling from her little moment of sweetness back into worry, feeling a chill.

"This Great Evil Man, what kind of methods is he thinking of using against my cousin?

No, my cousin endured humiliation and bore a heavy burden to rescue me, I must not let him fall into danger.

But... but how do I stop this Great Evil Man?"

Just as she thought this, the cold wind blew down her neck, causing Wang Yuyan to shiver uncontrollably.

Subconsciously curling her hands, she burrowed into Jiang Dali’s embrace a little more, instantly feeling a wave of warmth that washed away the chill.

For a moment, her heart felt even more conflicted, wishing this Great Evil Man would always be warm and not fight or kill, not oppose her cousin—wouldn’t that be nice?

Lost in thought, Wang Yuyan’s eyes became fixed and she zoned out.

Don’t ask about the madness—alone with a sword in the Martial World... Don’t ask about the hate—the rain falls on the flowers, leaving only loneliness...

The wind grew colder than before, as they came within sight of the bustling Black Wind Mountain in the distance.

Controlled by Jiang Dali, the Demon Hawk made a dive, and the sounds of some Mountain Villas’ cocks crowing appeared intermittently from below.

In the autumn rain, the earth seemed to float with a layer of mist; everywhere was shrouded, as if submerged in water.

Atop Black Wind Mountain, in the watchtower, the lookout mountain bandits spotted the rapidly enlarging black spot in the far sky and, ecstatic, started shouting, blowing the whistle in their mouths at full tilt.

Mountain Village players and bandits inside the stronghold were immediately alerted, hearing the loud cries of the eagle and joyfully craning their necks towards the distant sky.

"It’s the Village Chief!"

"Hahaha, the Village Chief is back!"

"Brothers, quickly spread the word. Let’s line up to welcome the Village Chief back to the village!"

Inside their guest rooms, including those from other sects who had set up camps at the foot of the mountain, Murong Fu and others heard the commotion and immediately stepped outside to look up at the sky.

Seeing that mighty eagle flying over with the big man sitting on it like a mountain with a large blade on his back, everybody felt a sense of awe.

"Black Wind Village Chief..."

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, gripping his folding fan a bit tighter and then slowly relaxing, his face revealing a warm smile...

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