Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 369 - 0302: Needle of Dongfang, let’s see if I will prick you or not? (Extra - 17 for monthly tickets)

Chapter 369: 0302: Needle of Dongfang, let’s see if I will prick you or not? (Extra Chapter 17 for monthly tickets)

Hezhou.

Sun and Moon Divine Sect, Heimu Cliff.

A loud eagle’s cry pierced the air.

Jiang Dali’s robust and towering figure leaped down from the sky, and as he darted obliquely through the air, his muscles and bones emitted a dragon’s chant. He slammed onto the ground with a thud and looked toward the buildings nestled in the nearby valley.

Not a breeze stirred in the valley; the small patch of sky was as blue as newly dyed fabric.

The buildings in the valley seemed like adornments on a painting; tranquil and remote, with a poetic flair, as if they were the hermitage of a scholar removed from the Martial World, watching the world’s conflicts with detached amusement.

Rustle, rustle, rustle—

An abrupt sound, like the wind whispering through the grass, suddenly came.

Jiang Dali’s ears perked up, and he saw a shadow flashed by right before his eyes. In the next moment, it reappeared beside and behind him, half-kneeling on the ground.

"Grass flying? Excellent Qinggong."

Jiang Dali looked, slightly surprised, toward the man half-kneeling on the ground holding twin swords and wearing wooden clogs.

"Yuanfei Riyue pays respects to the Black Wind Village Chief. The Sect Hierarch instructed that when you arrive, you shall directly proceed to the Inner Cabinet to see her."

The man with twin swords and wooden clogs spoke in his awkward way.

"Yuanfei Riyue, that man from Japan?"

Jiang Dali nodded, surprised, and suddenly recalled the time in Weizhou when he had killed a man called Yuan Hefei, a Squad Leader of Sun and Moon Divine Sect’s sub branch, who apparently had some connection with the man before him.

"You may go. I shall pay a visit to Dongfang myself."

Jiang Dali waved his hand dismissively and turned to walk toward the building opposite.

"Hi!"

Yuanfei Riyue bowed his head, and when he looked up again, he saw only the Black Cloak fluttering. Jiang Dali, with his broad and powerful build, strode toward Dongfang Bubai’s quarters. Yuanfei Riyue’s gaze flickered slightly before he got up with the grass flying skill and left.

Enchanting roses, intoxicating fragrance, exquisitely beautiful scenery.

The residence where Dongfang Bubai lived seemed like a dazzling sea of flowers, filled with fragrance everywhere.

Jiang Dali disliked these flamboyant things the most; his face as cold as iron, he walked through the sea of flowers and entered the splendidly magnificent boudoir. There, he heard the continuous "hiss" and "squeak" of embroidery.

A screen stood before him, seeming as if a high-speed precision embroidery machine was rapidly stitching patterns.

Threads of various colors flashed rapidly, intertwining to form clusters of embroidered flowers and dragon-phoenix motifs.

"Such speed... It seems your strength has greatly improved."

Jiang Dali’s expression grew serious as he watched the dragon-phoenix motifs quickly materialize before his eyes, squinting slightly.

Behind the screen, Dongfang Bubai held a needle, leaning gracefully as she embroidered dragons and phoenixes, exuding an allure that made her gender ambiguous.

Jiang Dali coldly hummed impatiently after watching for a while, "Enough, Laozi is here and you’re still fiddling around with your needlework, not even preparing some good wine for me to drink!"

No sooner had Jiang Dali spoken than he cursed under his breath and swiftly moved to the side.

Clang!

A pink spark flashed as a silver needle, attached to a red thread, was deflected by the hilt of Jiang Dali’s blade.

"Not giving wine and instead gifting Laozi with a needle?"

Jiang Dali roared, his eyes narrowing suddenly as he instantly channeled his True Qi.

Pfft—!

Almost simultaneously, the screen in front of him violently shook. A multitude of silver needles, entangled in colorful threads, shot out, forming a pattern like auspicious dragon and phoenix motifs, becoming countless needle-like raindrops that, in a flash, targeted the acupoints all over Jiang Dali’s body.

"Break!"

Jiang Dali shouted, spreading his fingers like a blooming lotus.

Pfft, pfft, pfft—

In that instant, numerous finger shadows exploded out, resembling a Thousand-Handed Buddha, deflecting all the incoming Flying Needles with the concentrated True Qi at his fingertips.

"Taking hits without fighting back is not Laozi’s style! Take a palm from Laozi too!"

Jiang Dali’s body surged, and like a tiger or a leopard, he charged forward explosively. The floor tiles under his Black War Boots burst into dust with a boom.

With a roar!

A muffled and dignified dragon chant exploded through the house like a clap of thunder!

A Wild Giant Dragon’s head, formed by the Qi Force bursting out from Jiang Dali’s muscular arms, instantly tore through the screen and sent countless splinters flying toward the figure behind it.

"The display is quite grand, but is that all the improvement you’ve made in this time?"

Behind the screen, Dongfang Bubai chuckled lightly, her voice as if a gentle breeze sighing through the misty mountains.

She seemed utterly unaffected by the terrifying force barreling toward her, gently pressing a palm against the ground. Her figure effortlessly whisked to the side, as she casually flicked her wrist and sent several more needles flying.

Just as the wild and domineering dragon shadow was about to crash into the back wall of the house, Jiang Dali suddenly halted and, with a fierce shout, spun around with a palm strike!

To everyone’s surprise, it was the technique of the Divine Dragon Tail!

Amid the roaring dragon’s cry, a massive twister of dragon-shaped energy forcibly reversed direction to collide with the incoming needles.

Hiss, hiss, hiss—

Four silver needles, one after the other, pierced into the swirling vortex of Hand Qi.

One could clearly see the sharp points tearing through the Qi Force, creating ripple effects as if needles were penetrating water.

In the blink of an eye, the four needles had already reached the palms of Jiang Dali’s outstretched hands, their speeds dramatically reduced as they struggled to puncture through his Powerful Palm Force, aiming to penetrate his palms.

But as Jiang Dali laughed heartily, he stamped fiercely on the ground.

Boom!!

The entire house seemed to suddenly collapse inward, the stone tiles on the floor violently shattered, rolling up like waves.

Six Paths Leg’s Earth-Shaking Stomp!

By leveraging the force generated from a stomp of his feet through his waist and hips, Jiang Dali fiercely drew breath, and his palm Qi Force instantly shifted from positive to negative, transforming into an immensely cold and biting frost.

Crack, crack, crack! —

Four silver needles that had struggled to penetrate were instantly frozen within the frost.

Jiang Dali pinched with his claws.

Crack!

All four needles simultaneously snapped within the ice crystals.

"You’ve got some skills, but you’re too slow!"

Atop the roof beam, Dongfang Bubai with a hand on the beam, smiled faintly and suddenly flicked his sleeve.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh —

Countless red threads accompanied by silver needles flew out from his sleeve, arrayed to strike Jiang Dali.

Yet, his form quickly dashed behind a pillar.

"Still coming!? I’ll just tear down your damn house!"

Jiang Dali’s eyes glared furiously, and he suddenly inhaled sharply. His neck was instantly covered with thick veins like centipedes, and he suddenly opened his mouth wide.

"ROAR!!!"

A deep and terrifying Lion Roar exploded within the house, for a moment, almost overpowering all other sounds in the vicinity.

Boom, boom, boom! —

In a flash, the air around Jiang Dali seemed to transform into an underwater world, rippling outwards with terrifying waves.

The violent sound waves directly lifted the hard stone tiles and wooden planks from the ground, shaking the windows violently until they burst open, shattering the paper and sending wood chips flying chaotically.

The ornamental vases and potted plants within the house exploded instantly.

Pfft, pfft, pfft —

A row of red-threaded silver needles aiming for Jiang Dali all trembled and skewed under the ghastly waves of sound, losing their force by the time they reached him.

Some fell to the ground after hitting his body, while others deviated from their path and flew past him.

Dongfang Bubai, who initially intended to strike Jiang Dali from behind the pillar like a shadow, also had to momentarily retreat from the sharp edge of the roar, flitting across the rooftop like lightning, withdrawing to avoid the ferocious sound waves.

This kind of large-area and highly lethal attack was clearly a restraining tactic against someone like Dongfang Bubai with high attack speed but weak Qi-Blood.

Jiang Dali saw Dongfang Bubai fleeing through the rooftop and triumph flashed in his eyes.

However, at that moment, the drifting Dongfang Bubai, sleeves fluttering in the air, corners of his mouth slightly raised with a lifted orchid finger, revealed a silver needle secretly held between his fingers, with no thread attached.

"Ing! —"

An incredibly sharp needle intent descended in an instant.

Almost at the moment the needle intent erupted,

Dongfang Bubai’s fingertip had already flicked that single silver needle.

"Ing! —! —"

The silver needle buzzed and trembled, emitting a terrifying hum like subsonic waves, and in a swift moment, it cut through the massive sound waves formed by the Lion Roar, shooting straight for Jiang Dali’s wide-open mouth.

"Curse your grandpa!!"

Jiang Dali inwardly cursed, his furious eyes bulging with two solid beams of cold light, abruptly raised his hand with palm edge upright, turning palm into a blade. His entire Inner Qi, including his Qi-Blood, boiled up like raging flames. With a furious shout, he sliced down with his palm blade!

Whoosh!!

The air twisted intensely with heat. The palm blade emitted a fierce, high temperature, as if the temperature within the entire house suddenly soared by dozens of degrees. The blade’s edge even formed a highly concentrated slash of energy.

In a flash, it collided with the oncoming silver needle.

Ding!!! —

The high-temperature edge of the palm blade was easily pierced by the silver needle.

However, the needle also softened slightly from the intense heat and, with unrelenting force, struck Jiang Dali’s palm, now radiating a Green Gold color. It emitted a metallic tremor, tore through the skin and muscle, and buried itself deep into the bone but finally came to a stop.

"Hiss! —"

Jiang Dali took a sharp breath in, waving his hand and dispersing the fierce True Qi.

Immediately, the temperature within the entire house seemed to drop by dozens of degrees again.

Outside the ravaged, broken house, Dongfang Bubai stood in a red garment, wearing a black high crown with an imposing and spirited Wei Yi’s face, condescendingly overlooking below. His mouth gradually curled into a solitary, light smile, while he drew out a folding fan from his waist and gently waved it, issuing a sand-like voice of admiration.

"Heroes arise from all over the world to enter the Martial World, as the years urge them on... Who would have thought that in such a short period of time we didn’t see each other, your strength had advanced so fiercely? Even I would have to apply some strength to take you down."

"Hmph!"

Jiang Dali, without blinking an eye, effortlessly pulled out the silver needle from his palm and fiercely snapped it with his thumb, saying in a threatening voice, "To challenge Jiang Dali without exerting any effort, do you think you could take advantage? You’re only good at running away. If you have the guts, confront me with your palms."

Dongfang Bubai opened his mouth and laughed "Ha", shaking his head in silent amusement. His red silhouette flashed down, lightly saying, "Now, with your strength, you are indeed qualified to join me on the Feng Clan’s territory. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have felt at ease taking you there."

Jiang Dali snorted lightly and glanced at his palm, which had already healed, saying, "Don’t worry, my Qi-Blood is much thicker than yours. Even if you’re in danger, I can handle the risk and escape!"

A fragrance breezed by, and Dongfang Bubai stepped into the shattered house, tapping the wall to reveal another secret room.

They brought forth a woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to Dongfang Bubai, startling Jiang Dali, who couldn’t help but stare, "Who is this?"

Dongfang Bubai smiled faintly and tenderly, looking towards the woman who gazed back with great admiration and began instructing and entrusting her...

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