Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 328 - 271-272: Six Meridian Divine Sword Tickles, Qianluo Mountain City (Monthly Ticket Bonus - 4)_2

Chapter 328: 271-272: Six Meridian Divine Sword Tickles, Qianluo Mountain City (Monthly Ticket Bonus Chapter 4)_2

Waves of air rolled tumultuously as he shot upward like a bolt of lightning, angrily pointing a finger at Jiang Dali with the speed of lightning.

Hiss—

A sound like the breaking of the air by Sword Qi suddenly rose, the intense Qi piercing through the air, almost forming a shock wave.

"Six Meridian Divine Sword!?"

Jiang Dali’s eyes shifted, and with a cold snort, he casually raised his palm and pointed out a finger as well.

Hiss!

An ancient Finger Force erupted in the instant he pointed out, like the brilliance of a small sun colliding with the penetrating Sword Qi.

Bang!

In an instant, two intense Qi Forces clashed.

Jiang Dali felt the One Yang Finger Force gathered in his hand suddenly disperse in a flash, followed by the weakened but still fierce Sword Qi landing on his fingertip.

In an instant, a sharp, needle-like pain spread from his fingertip.

"Such a concentrated Finger Force!"

Jiang Dali lightly exclaimed in surprise.

He saw Duan Yu angrily shooting out several Sword Qi-like Finger Forces with lightning speed.

Curious to test it, he immediately flexed his fingers and flicked continuously, colliding firmly with each wave of the Sword Qi that was shooting toward him.

He felt that every Finger Force Duan Yu emitted was like a true, powerful Sword Qi, highly concentrated and able to pierce through his One Yang Finger Force, still leaving some extra force.

For an ordinary person, even just this remaining force might be unbearable; if hit, it would create a bloody hole.

However, Jiang Dali’s body, tempered in Cross Training, was as tough as steel and reinforced by the Great Strength Divine Skill True Qi protecting his body.

The residual force of Duan Yu’s Six Meridian Divine Sword Qi hitting him could only cause a tantalizing pain, at worst tearing a bit of his skin and leaving some red marks on his resilient body, but it could not truly injure him.

"Remarkable, truly remarkable.

No wonder Monk Jiumozhi is so eager to obtain the Six Meridian Divine Sword.

This Six Meridian Divine Sword indeed has its unique aspects. Just the knack of concentrating Finger Force like this already surpasses my One Yang Finger by quite a bit.

But I feel that if the One Yang Finger were practiced to the ninth realm, it might be comparable to the Fifth or Sixth Realm of the Six Meridian Divine Sword.

This is just a technique of highly concentrated force deployment.

And then there’s... Qi? Sword Qi?"

Jiang Dali furrowed his brows in thought.

He felt a bit of pain where he had been hit.

Looking at his fluctuating Qi-Blood, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of twisted excitement, and in the midst of this battle, he had some insights and even drew some connections to the Undying Seal Technique.

Just as he wanted to continue his pondering through the exchange of blows, he realized that the Sword Qi suddenly weakened greatly and could easily be pierced through with a single touch of his Finger Force.

"Hmm?"

Upon seeing Duan Yu gasping for breath, exhausted like a spent shrimp, Jiang Dali immediately frowned with dissatisfaction and snorted coldly.

"Trash! You can’t absorb my Power, and now using the Six Meridian Divine Sword against me isn’t even satisfying enough. With your little strength, what right do you have to meddle in others’ affairs?"

"You!!"

Duan Yu, glaring angrily and frustrated, really wanted to invoke his Inner Strength again to unleash his Divine Skill against Jiang Dali.

However, lifting his arm, he felt soreness in his meridians, and there wasn’t a drop of Inner Strength left in his body. He felt utterly drained as if Jiang Dali had emptied him, and an overwhelming sense of grief and shame filled his heart.

Trash!

He indeed was too much of a failure!

What use was it to have had fortuitous encounters and learned Divine Skills?

Even now, going all out, he was unable to shake this robber leader before him.

If only he had his brother’s formidable strength, would he then be unable to protect the woman he loved?

"Mr. Duan! Thank you for your kindness, you are a good man, but now... please don’t make a move for Yu Yan’s sake. Yu Yan doesn’t want to see you hurt anymore. You should... you should quickly leave the mountain."

Just then, Wang Yuyan couldn’t help advising Duan Yu, her face full of pity, her heart sighing.

She was all too aware of Duan Yu’s deep affection for her.

However, once all her affections were tied to Murong Fu.

Now, with Murong Fu having long since betrayed her, these affections lay with nowhere to be placed, hollow and empty, yet she wouldn’t easily bestow them on Duan Yu.

After all, Duan Yu at this moment, besides his foolhardy devotion, truly lacked the breadth of spirit to bear this love.

In her subconscious, in the battle between Duan Yu and Jiang Dali, the comparison revealed a vastly disproportionate gap.

If he couldn’t even defeat Jiang Dali, this Great Evil Man, how could he become her savior, Wang Yuyan?

This is probably the barrier between a goddess and a fawning devotee.

Unless the fawning devotee could suddenly turn the tables and become a male deity, even if the goddess no longer loved the sea king, it would be hard for her to casually settle for a fawning devotee who, aside from fawning, is too unsightly to even look at.

"Miss Wang!"

Duan Yu gazed mournfully at Wang Yuyan.

Jiang Dali’s figure suddenly stepped out, standing before Duan Yu like a small mountain, looking down from above with a cold shout, "Alright, stop dilly-dallying with the folks from my Mountain Village here. I was in a rare good mood yesterday and agreed to block Jiumozhi for you; it’s like your ancestral tomb emitting green smoke—also because I owed your brother Qiao Feng a favor.

If you wish to see Wang Yuyan again, go out and find more people to absorb skills from, improve your martial arts, then come up the mountain to find me. Otherwise, with just this meager power, you’re just rubbing me the wrong way."

"I..."

Duan Yu clenched his fists, his self-esteem wounded, but he knew Jiang Dali spoke the truth.

With no choice but to stand on his toes, straining his neck for a glimpse of Wang Yuyan, who didn’t even want to look at him. Seeing Jiang Dali’s impatient expression, Duan Yu could only turn to leave the mountain dejectedly.

"Hmph! What good is unrequited love!"

Jiang Dali watched Duan Yu’s retreating figure, spat out disdainfully, "If I want a woman, I’d just straight up tell her to be my wife.

If she doesn’t agree, I’ll just knock her out and carry her up the mountain to make it happen by force. Hemming and hawing only lets the good cabbage get gnawed by dogs."

Jiang Dali then turned, looked towards Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan, whose expressions varied, and laughed proudly, "Am I right? If you want a woman, be bold about it! Don’t fear a bad impression—fear no impression! Only strength can make miracles!"

Li Qingluo heard this and seemed to recall something. A sad expression crossed her face, and she uttered with a faint bitter smile, "If all men in the world were as straightforward as you, village chief, even with multiple wives and concubines, they would surely live harmoniously, all devoted to serving you alone. How could there be so many faithless men?"

Jiang Dali let out a snide laugh and barked coldly, "Enough, go down the mountain. I, Jiang Dali, am not yet in the mood to till the fields or deal with a bunch of women craving my energy!"

With that said.

Jiang Dali pulled Wang Yuyan away right in front of Li Qingluo, taking her to his own large courtyard to delve into how to simplify divine skills and create exclusive secret techniques for Black Wind Village.

Almost at the same time.

In Su State.

Qianluo Mountain City was a small city, much larger than the average town.

The city walls, built against the mountain, stood five or six zhang tall, made of blue bricks, thick and firm, majestic and profound. On top of the city gate, there were fortress towers, arrow towers, and gate towers, towering into the sky, with a grand and imposing aura.

Because it was located at the hub of transportation in and out of the mountains, though a mountain city, it was quite prosperous—the sparrow may be small but has all the vital organs—frequented by travelers and merchants, and equipped with teahouses, taverns, and inns to cater to all needs.

One could see rows of houses extending far into the contour of the mountain city.

This was the base of the notorious Black List expert, Poisonous Hand Qianluo.

The city was home to many experts personally trained by Qianluo himself, among whom just Qianluo’s seven adopted daughters were both exceptionally beautiful and renowned for their outstanding martial arts in the Martial World.

Yet, on this day, the atmosphere inside the mountain city was tense and solemn; even the street vendors dared not make a sound.

For just yesterday, two of Qianluo’s top experts were killed.

They perished inside Black Wind Village of Lin State.

Everyone knew.

The City Lord must be in a foul mood now.

Anyone who dared to anger him at this time would deeply regret living, due to the infamy of Poisonous Hand Qianluo.

At this moment, inside the City Lord’s Mansion.

Qianluo looked solemnly at the letter in his hand, and after a long while, placed it nonchalantly on the desk, speaking with restrained equanimity, "I thought that after that incident, Hui Prefecture would not allow such a power to rise again for a long time.

However, now, Black Wind Village seized such an opportunity to quickly grow right under my nose, haha, how ridiculous..."

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