Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 307 - 0256: Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms (Additional - 7 for Lü Xinfeng)

Chapter 307: 0256: Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms (Additional Chapter 7 for Lü Xinfeng)

The autumn wind scattered, leaving the forest yellowed.

Misty autumn rain seemed unceasing, having poured down for many a day.

Such autumn rain inevitably stirs melancholic thoughts.

Within the Scripture Pavilion of Black Wind Village, Wang Yuyan wrapped in a mink fur coat, gazed at the ceaseless rain, seemingly lost in memories of the past. She extended her hand, and the rain silently fell into her palm, quickly forming a droplet clear as the tears of a maiden.

"Yu Yan, could it be you’ve yet to come to terms with it, still thinking of that heartless man?"

A sweet and melodious female voice came from aside.

The speaker was Qi’er, a female Player from the Personal Guard.

She appeared petite and delicate, with a tiny burgeoning chest, egg-shaped face, glossy, yellowing skin on her forehead, and half-circles of faint blush on her cheeks, exuding a delicate charm of a demure young lady.

Before her, Wang Yuyan’s eyes were refined, resembling pools of clear water, her features beautiful, skin glowing like jade, like a breath of pure, crystalline snow. Upon hearing those words, she parted her rosy lips and said softly,

"For thirty years, Sword Seekers quest; how many times have fallen leaves burgeoned anew? Since that glimpse of peach blossoms, until now, never once did I doubt.

So many days have passed, and I’ve come to clarity; naturally, I won’t wallow in those thoughts any longer.

My cousin’s heart is set on restoring the Great Yan’s glory, hence, love and affection can be cast aside—doesn’t this embody the pursuit all men of honor share?

I can only lament that this affection arose at an inopportune moment, and now it’s time to shelve it..."

"It’s good to see you’ve come to such a realization, Yu Yan. I was worried you were still troubled."

"Don’t worry, I know you have your mission too. I won’t let the Great Evil Man punish you. He simply desires the multitude of secret manuals from Langhuan Blessed Land; even if I were to inform him, it’s of no matter.

Looking at how sparse the collection is in this Scripture Pavilion of Black Wind Village, it’s no wonder he’d go to great lengths for these Cultivation Techniques..."

"Ha ha ha ha! It’s good you understand the predicaments I face as the village chief."

A hearty laugh suddenly came from outside the Scripture Pavilion.

The next moment, the Pavilion’s ground floor’s doors burst open, admitting the storm.

A tall and burly figure strode into the building, his black War Boots creaking on the wooden floor.

Jiang Dali’s eyes, sharp as lightning, swept across the still figures of Wang Yuyan and the players like Qi’er, then waved his hand, "You may leave now. If a Mr. Dali from Great Yan comes to visit the Mountain Village later, you can bring him straight here to the Scripture Pavilion."

"Yes!"

Qi’er and the other female Players quickly accepted the order and left swiftly, their tiger skin skirts flickering behind them.

"Mr. Dali? Could it be Prince Duan Yu of the Dali Royal Family?"

Wang Yuyan looked at Jiang Dali with surprise.

Jiang Dali chuckled, "Who else but that fool Duan Yu would dare to intrude upon my Black Wind Village at this time?"

Wang Yuyan was startled, "Could Mr. Dali have come for me?"

Jiang Dali, "You’re not stupid. He indeed comes for you. However, you needn’t worry about anything. After all, he is Dali’s prince. I won’t trouble him, yet if he intends to take you from here, do you think there’s any chance of succeeding?

If you don’t want anything to happen to him, you’ll know what to do."

Wang Yuyan shook her head slightly and sighed, "Even my cousin was willing to abandon Deng and the others to leave; I never expected Mr. Dali would be willing to face this Dragon Pond and Tiger Cave for me."

"That’s an overstatement; my place hardly counts as a Dragon Pond and Tiger Cave. Once you tell me all the Cultivation Techniques from Langhuan Blessed Land, naturally, you may leave."

Jiang Dali folded his arms across his chest, "And now, I’ve come to ask if you know any movement techniques suitable for improving the speed of my Qinggong?"

"Tell me this, and I could show more courtesy to Deng Baichuan and those other good-for-nothings, ha ha ha!"

Wang Yuyan frowned slightly, her eyes shining even more brightly, and she spoke leisurely, "You’ve defeated my cousin, and your Martial Arts are already among the best of our time. Yet, you still strive for perfection, climbing to greater heights. Such spirit is indeed admirable. But out of curiosity, if you were to become invincible, what then?"

Jiang Dali was taken aback and felt a tightness in his chest.

Thinking of his past life and present, he shook his head, turned, and spoke coldly with his hands behind his back, "Without climbing great mountains, one cannot grasp their heights. Without descending into deep valleys, one cannot sense the earth’s thickness.

Invincible under the skies?

Easier said than done!

This world is far more vast and profound than Miss Wang can imagine. Were I really invincible, what I, Jiang Dali, would undertake could overturn the world, something beyond your current comprehension."

Wang Yuyan was left speechless by Jiang Dali’s lofty ambitions.

All she could do was fix her gaze upon the broad-shouldered figure standing with his back to her, feeling as though he exuded an indescribable sense of power. His eyes were cold and composed, filled with confidence and the pride of someone who looks down upon the world as if no obstacle could ever hinder him.

"Alright, tell me the suitable Qinggong now. My patience is limited, and so is my energy. I hope Miss Wang, you won’t make me weary of you."

"What a cold and ambitious man he is! Unlike my cousin, the Jiang Village Chief truly takes the direct approach and doesn’t beguile."

Wang Yuyan was well aware.

If she were just a common girl, no matter how beautiful, chances are such a hard-hearted tyrant wouldn’t spare her a second glance.

She gathered her thoughts and recounted, "Regarding Qinggong, I know of four kinds. The one suitable for you, Jiang Village Chief, is precisely one called ’Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms.’"

Jiang Dali intrigued, "Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms? What kind of movement technique is that? Surely not the one rumored to originate from the ’Dragon Subduing Leg Skill’?"

Wang Yuyan was puzzled, "Dragon Subduing Leg Skill? I have never heard of this leg technique.

The Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms is an unmatched secret movement technique of the Heavenly Dragon Sect. It serves as Qinggong but also as a defensive maneuver.

When executed, it’s accompanied by a long cry, echoing like a dragon’s roar. Then, the body lightly lifts off, legs gently swaying as if a dragon freely roaming the skies, while also being capable of striking enemies from above.

The Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms consists of moves such as ’Submerged Dragon Ascending,’ ’Divine Dragon Wandering,’ ’Cloud Dragon Probe Claw,’ and so on..."

Wang Yuyan spoke and moved closer to Jiang Dali.

Suddenly, a wispy fragrance of a woman wafted in, leaving one’s heart refreshed and spirit delighted.

However, Jiang Dali was completely unaware at this time, his palm tightly clutching the Calamity Relief Beads and the Ice Soul Jade Bracelet.

He listened intently to Wang Yuyan reciting the cultivation essentials and techniques of the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms, his mind rapidly memorizing and understanding.

...

Time swiftly passed, and two sticks of incense had burned down.

Having finished explaining the cultivation technique, Wang Yuyan, who had been questioned in great detail by Jiang Dali about the various intricacies of the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms, spoke until she was parched, sweat beading at the tip of her nose, finally earning a satisfied smile from Jiang Dali.

"You have comprehended the Earth-rank Ultimate Skill, the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms. Your reputation has increased by 300, and you have reached the realm of initial understanding and practice at Realm 1."

A smile bloomed on Jiang Dali’s face as he looked at a prompt that appeared on the panel with satisfaction.

Then he saw a new Martial Arts technique appear in the body technique section of the panel.

The Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms were not just a movement technique, but also included various techniques for utilizing these movements against opponents.

Therefore, it was not a simple lightweight skill, but rather a comprehensive body technique.

This Martial Art broadened Jiang Dali’s thinking and horizons in Martial Arts.

He felt some of the techniques bore a certain resemblance to the routines of the Dragon Subduing Twenty-Eight Palm.

Especially the Flying Dragon in the Sky and the Dragon Tail, these two moves fitted rather well with some of the techniques within this cultivation method.

Besides, Jiang Dali felt that integrating the Gecko Wall Climbing Skill and the Bone Shrinking Skill into the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms would undoubtedly make the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms even more flexible, unpredictable, and enigmatic.

"Village chief, the fourth group of elite members from our village has been assembled."

Just then, a female player from the Personal Guard called out from outside the Scripture Pavilion.

Jiang Dali glanced at Wang Yuyan who looked somewhat tired, flashed a grin, and said, "I’m very satisfied with this technique. You’ve done well. Rest for now."

With that,

the Black Cloak suddenly unfurled.

Jiang Dali’s burly figure receded in Wang Yuyan’s eyes, vanishing inside the Scripture Pavilion.

Wang Yuyan exhaled deeply, feeling both relaxed and annoyed.

This Great Evil Man really didn’t know how to be considerate at all.

She had just finished a detailed explanation and now her mouth was dry, yet there wasn’t even a sip of water to drink.

Outside the Scripture Pavilion.

A group of twelve players and natives, personally selected by Jiang Dali earlier, waited outside nervously, excitedly, but with apprehension.

Upon seeing Jiang Dali’s imposing figure appear, they all immediately knelt down.

"Greetings, village chief!!"

"Hmm!"

Jiang Dali let out a grunt in response and scanned the twelve people before him.

Three of the natives, exuding red glows, stood out particularly among the group of earnest and simple players.

These three were the secret agents he had planted, whom he had silently agreed to bring in.

"Once this batch is done, I’ll completely dispel my cultivation, haha... I wonder which stray dogs will dare to bully Jiang Dali when the tiger falls flat?"

A playful glint flashed in Jiang Dali’s eyes. His lips curled into a cold smirk as he sat on the rattan chair, legs spread in a golden knife stance, and stretched out his burly arm, beckoning with his hand.

"Come here, step forward one by one. All of you backbone elites of the Mountain Village, I will transmit my power to you today and give each of you a sweet taste."

Immediately, the group of players looked at each other, their eyes filled with longing and joy, but even more so with a concentrated worry that couldn’t be dissolved.

Just then, the three native mountain bandits stood up excitedly and lined up to approach Jiang Dali.

Seeing this, the players followed suit, forming a queue with complex emotions.

They knew that no one could change the decisions made by the village chief.

Among the players who had accepted the transmission of power from earlier batches, some had refused, but the village chief continued in his own way, unyielding to change.

And so, now no one dared to say otherwise.

After about fifteen minutes,

Jiang Dali had completely finished transmitting his power.

The last thousand or so Nine Yang Marrying Robe True Qi had been dispelled and transmitted to these twelve individuals.

Of these, the three natives exuding a distinct hostility with red glows naturally received the least transmission of power.

The other nine players, however, each received a substantial infusion of True Qi.

All these players were at the Inner Qi Realm, and with the True Qi infusion from the Nine Yang Marrying Robe Divine Skill, each of them saw their Inner Qi surge by thousands, greatly boosting their strength.

Although the players were excited, they were truly unable to rejoice.

Instead, they gradually began to fear Jiang Dali’s weakening True Qi.

Without the Black Wind Village Chief at Black Wind Village, without such a miraculously strong figure, could Black Wind Village still be called Black Wind Village? Could it still dominate Hui Prefecture?

The departing players did not know.

Yet Jiang Dali at this moment was staring at the empty Inner Qi on the panel and the accumulated whopping seventy thousand Cultivation Points and ninety thousand Potential Points, his heart letting out a wicked and wild laugh...

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