Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 468 - 0379: The Extreme Power, Goodbye Qiao Feng (Guaranteed Update, Request for Monthly Ticket)_2

Chapter 468: 0379: The Extreme Power, Goodbye Qiao Feng (Guaranteed Update, Request for Monthly Ticket)_2

"Unfortunately, such a state, just like the Extreme Emotion State I am in now, is not suitable for us.

The most suitable state for Ding Peng is the state where man subdues the blade.

At that time, the blade is me, and I am still me.

The blade is an extension of a person’s arm, a physical manifestation of the intention in one’s heart. Therefore, to the extent that I want to destroy something in my heart, the blade can accomplish it for me.

The person is the soul of the blade, and the blade is the slave of the person..."

Jiang Dali’s eyes brightened as he turned and glanced at the closed gate of the manor, thinking to himself, "Only when Ding Peng enters the state where man subdues the blade will he be qualified to challenge Xie Xiaofeng, and only when I enter the state of Emotionless Blade Intent will I truly be myself!"

He quietly accessed the panel to check.

At this time, the skill level of the Great Strength One Strike of Tyrant Blade and Compassionate Blade had reached about 53 percent in the ninth realm.

Only half more to reach the level of ’Shocking the Ancient and Modern’.

At that time, it will be the moment when Extreme Emotion reaches its limit and turns into Annihilation.

Meanwhile, a new option had been added to the panel.

"Mental State: Extreme Emotion

Corresponding extreme—Blade!

Mental State Effect: After entering the Extreme Emotion State, one’s essence, energy, and spirit can reach their limits instantaneously, exerting the most extreme power possible, especially when wielding a blade!

Mental State Corresponding Power: Extreme!

Mental State Current Status: Stable."

"Extreme... the power that bursts forth after extreme concentration..."

Jiang Dali’s lips curled into a faint smile.

Indeed, the power and burst that came with extremity were exactly what he desired.

"Village Chief!"

Just then.

A group of players bearing the title "Black Wind Village" hurried over and paid their respects to Jiang Dali.

As each one looked up at Jiang Dali’s towering and robust body, which was at least a head taller than all those around him, their eyes were filled with fervor and admiration.

Jiang Dali turned around, his face’s authoritative expression rarely softened into a genial smile as he faced this group of followers, akin to vegetables in his own garden.

Now, with his mental state elevated, he truly felt the allure of the Extreme Emotion State.

After discussing blades with Ding Peng for half a day, his vision and experience felt as though they had leapt and elevated.

If he once simply desired to use Wan Wan as a stove to cultivate Emotional Blade Intent, walking the path from Extreme Emotion to Emotion Annihilation,

Now, his heart had grown larger—he rather felt like cultivating all his players as seeds of emotion, using people as blades, for to control people was to control blades.

Every day controlling people was in fact practicing the blade, honing the Sword Intent.

This realm was a notch above the ordinary, where swordsmen simply keep to the blade as a blade.

"Being a village chief with so many subordinates supporting oneself, one must certainly be magnanimous. This is the process of strengthening through Extreme Emotion."

Jiang Dali, with a smile, casually assigned a daily task to these players, increasing daily interactions with them and fostering emotional bonds and core competitiveness.

Seeing the thrill of the crowd of players as they received their tasks, his heart couldn’t help but swell with the genuine joy of a proud father.

As the players benefited from his favors, they naturally would support him even more.

The more they supported him, the more he would feel the diverse enthusiasm of the players and the tangible benefits of their feedback."

This would only accelerate the development of his "Emotional Path" swiftly towards the "Extreme Emotion Path."

Jiang Dali felt that this method was more natural.

For he truly loved the players deeply, not feigned.

And when love turned into annihilation for the sake of striking down, he could be utterly merciless in his reaping.

Cold-hearted, profit-oriented.

No dallying whatsoever.

Wasn’t this method of switching between love and annihilation more suitable for him?

In such an epiphany.

Jiang Dali felt an even deeper understanding of the "Great Strength One Strike of Tyrant Blade and Compassionate Blade," which reflected on his panel as his saber skill proficiency had suddenly increased by two points.

At the same time, Black Wind Village players who had received the task were already bustling about.

Those carrying the sedan chair lifted it up, and those leading the way did so.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Jiang Dali, with his massive body weighing over 300 jin (skeletal weight), was carried down the mountain by four elite mountain bandit players. The sedan chair creaked under the pressure of his weight and his enormous blade.

Yet, the elite mountain bandit players walked effortlessly and swiftly down the mountain.

A group of leading players shouted, "I’ve fought for this mountain and open this path; friends on the path, brighten your badges, make way in time and don’t let the flood wash over Guan Ye Hall!"

With every shout, other mountain bandit players echoed with cries of "oh oh" or "giaogiaogiao" to cheer and support.

Momentarily, the atmosphere was menacing with significant momentum.

"What are these bandits saying? Can anyone who understands their language explain? Are they planning to rob near Moon Villa?"

"It seems they mean to pass through, and people in the Martial World should keep their eyes peeled to recognize those passing by to avoid offending the big shots in front of Guan Ye Hall."

"Awesome! It’s tough even to be a bandit these days; you have to learn so much jargon. Truly, the life in the Martial World is too hard to endure."

Many wilderness players who did not understand the jargon watched in awe from afar as a swarm of Black Wind Village bandits descended the mountain. Despite their complaints, they felt a pang of envy.

There were players who liked bustling activities, following right behind.

It felt as if the chief of Black Wind Village had arrived riding an eagle but then suddenly didn’t use the eagle anymore. Instead, he was being carried down by players, seemingly hinting at some impending event, sparking curiosity.

However, this time, Jiang Dali really wasn’t intending to stir up trouble, but rather to meet someone.

Someone who had agreed to meet soon at the foot of Moon Villa—Qiao Feng.

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"Benefactor! Qiao Feng also just arrived at the mountain not long ago, luckily without any delay, and made it on the same day. But unexpectedly, there used to be a Wansong Manor around here; now it’s deserted, only to be replaced by Moon Villa."

Not far from the foot of the mountain in a cedar forest, Jiang Dali, surrounded by a group of Black Wind Village players, looked at Qiao Feng who spoke with cupped hands and responded with a mild smile.

"Isn’t it common in the Martial World for forces to rise overnight and fall just as quickly? Wansong Manor was a misnomer; manor owner Liu Ruosong became famous overnight after plotting to seize the Outer Heaven Meteor Sword Manual, yet he ultimately fell prey to his own schemes.

And now he’s inside Moon Villa, willingly becoming someone’s disciple, hehehe, indeed a great man who knows when to bend and when to stand tall."

Qiao Feng was astonished upon hearing this and burst out laughing, "I thought Liu Ruosong was a former Wudang Disciple and should be a reputable person, how unexpected..."

Qiao Feng chuckled shaking his head. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and his Dragon Capturing Hand swiftly grabbed a lean and scared-looking man with a rather sinister face. He said, "This person was sneaking around at the base of the mountain, and we fought when I caught him. I found out he’s one of the ’Nineteen Demons’ from the Power Gang, calling himself the ’Flying Leg Demon,’ Gu Huanqing. Knowing that you don’t get along with the Power Gang, I captured him, and now I’ll hand him over for you to deal with."

Gu Huanqing’s expression became even more terrified as he stared at the dangerously smiling Jiang Dali, filled with bitterness and anxiety, hurriedly said.

"Master Jiang, so far our Power Gang hasn’t really had major conflicts with your Black Wind Village. My presence here was just a coincidence; I didn’t expect to be caught by Hero Qiao. Please show mercy, Master Jiang, and spare me this time."

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(Now it’s getting colder the more I write at night, going to sleep, I’ll update more in the morning, goodnight everyone.)

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