Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 431 - 350~351: Grassroots Qi Fortune, One Black Wind Arrow (Extra 31 for monthly ticket)_2

Chapter 431: 350~351: Grassroots Qi Fortune, One Black Wind Arrow (Extra 31 for monthly ticket)_2

Jiang Dali sneered, his hands behind his back, "So you mean to say that as the village chief, born from humble origins and lacking significant luck, if I were to greatly expand my influence, I will soon meet a tragic end, and should seek the patronage of a royal family like that of Li Shimin to grow my power."

"Unfortunately, you probably don’t know that it is better to be a fish among fish, not merely someone’s underling—would I, Jiang Dali, willingly be subservient to others?"

Feixuan’s eyes gleamed momentarily, then she gazed over with intention, her crimson lips parting under the veil, "Village chief..."

"Stop your pointless chatter. I did not meet with you to hear your notions of recruiting for Li Shimin, but to urge you to properly instruct my Black Wind Village warriors not to slack off. Further talk is unnecessary."

Jiang Dali sneered, flicked his sleeve, and departed, leaving Feixuan alone, her longing gaze fixed on his retreating figure.

Jiang Dali felt no fondness for either Cihang Jingzhai or Feixuan, but as long as they did not provoke him, he was not inclined to hold a grudge.

However, this time, Feixuan had audaciously told him, Jiang Dali, that he was nothing more than a commoner and, without a wise ruler to follow, would ultimately be unable to protect what he conquered.

This was utterly ridiculous—did she truly think he was as easily fooled as the Shuanglong?

He remembered certain events from a previous life where Cihang Jingzhai had proven to be manipulative schemers, revealing their true nature towards the barbarians.

Particularly the combination of Feixuan and Xu Ziling, it seemed like a goddess with a loyal but misled admirer.

Xu Ziling, blind in his loyalty, neglecting his brother Kou Zhong’s requests for help, persisted under Feixuan’s guidance in persuading Kou Zhong to abandon his conquests.

While Xu Ziling’s early influence on Kou Zhong was beneficial, by the time Kou Zhong was vying for supremacy, Xu Ziling had become nothing but a stumbling block.

In the end, when Kou Zhong surrendered, both Feixuan and Cihang Jingzhai were satisfied, but they left people like old father-in-law Song Que and Du Fuwei, and many others, utterly ruined.

So the lessons of Cihang Jingzhai were simply nonsense.

The claim that without Qi Fortune within the Holy Dynasty, no one can thrive might seem unchangeable, but Feixuan didn’t realize the myopia of her views.

Jiang Dali knew that the Dragon Veins still existed in the world.

Without Qi Fortune, one might face obstacles everywhere, but by seizing the Dragon Vein, wouldn’t one transform from a commoner to a dragon, finding a way regardless?

"The notion of Qi Fortune, for me right now, is ultimately intangible.

However, I control the Shuanglong, and like Xiong Ba who used Feng Yun, I will nurture my body with the Qi Fortune of Shuanglong. I refuse to believe that if there truly is Qi Fortune in the Mixed Martial Arts World, it would not favor me."

Jiang Dali sneered inwardly as he reached his courtyard where Wan Wan had already packed his change of clothing and essentials with the help of the Personal Guard players.

Without further delay, he commanded the arriving Xu Ziling to continue recruiting Abnormal People at Wuliang Mountain and then, with a long whistle, summoned Demon Hawk and soared away.

"Flew, flew, teeheehee, the village chief is taking Wan Wan flying."

Flying high in the sky, Wan Wan was exceptionally joyful, her childlike innocence unmistakable as she cheered and jumped about.

Jiang Dali did not worry about her falling, letting Wan Wan frolic while he merely watched with a calm smile.

Although Wan Wan had regressed to a childlike state, the power of the Heavenly Demon Great Method seemed to enhance in this pure state.

Thus, even amidst the tumultuous high winds, she was not as fragile as Wang Yuyan, liable to be blown away any moment.

For the current Jiang Dali, it truly was a pleasure to be with Wan Wan after she lost her intelligence.

But he knew well that this was merely a "sharpening" experience, cleverly using the Furnace Tripod Technique with Wan Wan to refine Emotional Blade Intent, elevating his Heart Realm.

One day, when the Furnace Tripod achieved Great Success, the transformation from Emotional Blade to Heartless Blade would occur.

He had considered whether this method was cruel towards Wan Wan.

Affected by Emotional Blade Intent, he indeed felt compassion and pity for Wan Wan, now like a child.

But when he thought of the potentially restored Wan Wan, any trace of compassion and pity vanished.

For him, Wan Wan, who constantly adored him like a child, was the lovable one; however, once she reverted to her original state, she would become an enemy.

Such are the ways of the world.

People who are kind to you are lovable; those who are hostile are thoroughly detested.

Jiang Dali felt that he was just an ordinary man.

Very indifferent to acquaintances, a faint tune to pass this life.

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Two days later.

Recently, the area below Chessboard Mountain had become more bustling, with a large number of players from all over the world rushing to gather there.

Many famous heroes from the Martial World also received invitations from the wise old man, Su Xinghe, and hurried over on horseback.

However, there were also some from the various sects who came uninvited.

Among these uninvited guests, some came specifically to settle old scores upon hearing that their enemies were there, while others simply came to join in the festivities and witness the grand event of the Martial World.

Naturally, this grand spectacle was quickly shared by players on the Jianghu Forum.

Many players daydreamed about breaking the Jinglong Chess and being chosen by Su Xinghe as the successor to the Carefree Sect, receiving Wuya Zi’s mantle, thus they all rushed in hopes of encountering such an opportunity.

"Ah! Brother Lv, it must have been when Black Wind Village Chief was on a killing spree here at Chessboard Mountain that it was last this busy, right? I wonder if that Evil Star will come this time?"

"I heard that Black Wind Village Chief had already competed in chess skills with Su Xinghe and broke the Jinglong Chess, but being too proud, he refused to join the Carefree Sect. So, this time Su Xinghe had no choice but to invite heroes from all around again to break the chess game."

"Now that Black Wind Village Chief has even captured the master of Lingjiu Palace, Tianshan Tonglao, he naturally doesn’t care about Wuya Zi’s mantle. But if elder Wuya Zi were truly alive, why hasn’t he acted to rescue Tianshan Tonglao after she was captured?"

"Cough cough, let me tell you quietly, it’s rumored that elder Wuya Zi was inherently flirtatious, a complete scoundrel. Not only did he let down Tianshan Tonglao, but he also abandoned Li Qiushui. The Three Immortals of Freedom went their separate ways and completely fell out, perhaps for this reason..."

On an official road not far from Chessboard Mountain, a group of players dressed in vivid clothes rode past, chatting animatedly. Their conversation had a flair of expertise, drawing envious gazes from some disheveled players who were following the trading caravan on foot.

Just then, a fierce sound of fighting erupted from up ahead, filled with the flash of swords and blades.

The crowd’s expressions changed slightly and as they approached, they gasped from a distance.

"Goodness, it’s the people from Black Slaughter Alliance."

"The one being surrounded in the middle looks like a player from Slaughter Pig Alliance, seems like they are about to lose. Should we go help?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, don’t forget our apparent identity is still disciples of Taohua Island, not bandits. Given this situation, even if we change our coats now to help, it’s already too late."

While people were watching and discussing.

Suddenly, a "swoosh" sound was heard as one of the Slaughter Pig Alliance players seized an opportunity and fired a flare.

The flare shot into the sky, bursting into thousands of purple and red lights, forming the character "Black."

"A Black Wind Arrow, brothers on the path come to meet!"

"Black Wind Arrow is used; I wonder if there are any brothers from the same path rushing over."

The onlookers all looked alarmed; a few players’ eyes darted, showing signs of temptation and hesitation as they fidgeted with the face coverings they carried, their expressions uncertain...

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