Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 49 - 051: No matter how many people there are, it won’t help.

Chapter 49: 051: No matter how many people there are, it won’t help.

"There are two weapons here," Jiang Dali said, pointing at the two weapons with a bland expression. "You must be familiar with the Ghost Head Saber, once belonging to Ji Ming, whereas my Golden Nine-Ring Blade was broken by this Ghost Head Saber."

"Are you capable of melting down the Ghost Head Saber to extract the Mystic Iron and recast my Golden Nine-Ring Blade?"

"This..."

Ironsmith Zhang momentarily found himself in a bind, forcing a smile as he spoke, "Village chief, perhaps you are not aware, but the Ghost Head Saber was forged by the renowned blacksmith Gan Hu, and it requires exceptionally potent fires to melt down the Mystic Iron.

With my current ability, I surely can’t melt down the Ghost Head Saber to extract the Mystic Iron."

"Hmm?"

Jiang Dali’s eyebrows furrowed and his gaze narrowed, "So it seems genuinely impossible?"

Instantly, the entire room felt as though it had plunged into a grave and oppressive silence along with Jiang Dali’s frown. The atmosphere dropped to ice-cold, as the high temperatures from several furnaces seemed to suddenly fall into an icy pit.

All the mountain bandits present, including the ironsmith, felt their hearts skip a beat, realizing things were amiss.

The bandit leader who came with them immediately glared and shouted violently, "How dare you! Ironsmith Zhang, you claim difficulty without even trying? The village chief regards you favorably, and you should know better!!"

Saying this, the bandit leader reluctantly turned his head to look at the frowning Jiang Dali, nervously forcing a smile, "Gr... Great Village Chief, I believe this Ironsmith Zhang might not necessarily be incapable. Please don’t get angry. Let him try first, trying would surely work! Please give him a chance!"

Jiang Dali glanced at the small leader. Was this guy overthinking things?

He hadn’t said not to give it a try. Was there a need for such a nervous reaction?

"Heh... hehe..."

The small leader continued to maintain a forced smile, showing his white teeth, his body involuntarily trembling slightly, his forehead covered in sweat, clearly terrified.

He had no choice but to be frightened.

The body of the former boss was probably feeding the dogs by now.

In front of this big shot, maintaining the demeanor of a good grandchild was definitely the right move.

Ironsmith Zhang was also extremely nervous, immediately going along with the flow, forcing a smile as he spoke, "Village chief, it’s not really impossible. I must confess, I once studied under a renowned blacksmith and learned a few techniques.

Although I am limited by the conditions and might not be able to completely melt the Ghost Head Saber, I could manage partial melting and could slightly modify the appearance of the Ghost Head Saber to resemble the Golden Nine-Ring Blade; it would be quite close."

"Oh?"

Jiang Dali’s face showed a smile that relaxed everyone, "I see, when you said it was impossible, I thought it really was impossible. After all, I never force people to do things."

Ironsmith Zhang, excited, said, "Village chief, one can tell at a glance that you are a refined and easygoing person. I, Zhang Tongwei, am quite accurate in judging people and have never been mistaken.

Following a big shot like you is much better than following the unpredictable Ghost Saber Ji Ming.

Haha now that’s great, Ji Ming the Ghost Saber truly became a dead ghost, now I’ve finally turned from darkness to light."

"Hmm, not bad, even though you speak slickly, you are indeed talented, possessing discernment."

Jiang Dali nodded, showing a broad smile.

Although he did not like to hear flattering words, being called refined and easygoing was, in fact, correct. He indeed had an accurate judgment of people.

The group of mountain bandits, seeing Jiang Dali’s usually stern face finally smile, truly relaxed, their hearts settling down. They all grinned broadly, the atmosphere turning joyful.

"Great Village Chief, rest assured, three, oh no, two days! I’ll complete the task in two days," Ironsmith Zhang said through clenched teeth, still smiling.

"Good!"

Jiang Dali waved his hand, his underlings put down their weapons, and he left surrounded by the crowd.

Through this test of forging weapons, he also wanted to gauge the skill level of this Ironsmith Zhang.

While an intermediate ironsmith was rare at the current stage, they might not remain significant in the future.

However, if this Ironsmith Zhang truly could modify the Ghost Head Saber, it would prove that he still had potential for growth and could be worth training to become an advanced blacksmith.

"Speaking of which, in my memory, some famous ironworks, both player and NPC, are also recruitable, including pharmacists. It’s time to start recruiting."

Leaving the ironsmith’s room, Jiang Dali pondered in his mind.

In the Mixed Martial Arts World, it wasn’t just about martial strength.

People like skilled craftsmen are also highly respected.

Among them, ironsmiths and pharmacists are particularly important.

Like the elixirs concocted by a Pharmacist that can restore Qi-Blood and even Inner Strength, which sufficiently enhance a person’s ability to continue fighting.

A great power indeed requires such talents.

Time quickly passed.

Another half an hour later.

The players who had previously died had finally all made it back to Tuoshui Mountain Village.

However, at the same time, another group of mountain bandits had arrived at the foot of Tuoshan, flying the banner of Gale Mountain Village.

"Gale Mountain Village? Feng Sihai himself has come to pay tribute to the mountain?"

Jiang Dali, upon hearing the report from his subordinate, nodded thoughtfully and softly smiled, "Bring him up the mountain."

At the mountain’s foot,

Receiving the summons from Jiang Dali to meet, the bandits of Gale Mountain Village all changed color.

"Big brother, we must not go up the mountain, we’re fine here at the foot, but once we really go up the mountain, if that Jiang Dali harbors any ill intentions, we’ll have no chance to escape."

The Second Master of Gale Mountain Village, Wei Suowei, urgently said.

Feng Sihai, annoyed inside, but not showing it on his face, thoughtfully smiled, "Since Lord Jiang has decided to see me, this is good news and an honor for me, Feng Sihai; how can I refuse?"

"Big brother!?" Wei Suowei became anxious.

"No need to say more." Feng Sihai waved his hand, "This is clearly an opportunity for our Gale Mountain Village from Lord Jiang. If others extend courtesies to us, we must accept them, otherwise, it would be a slap in the face to refuse.

I ask you, if I don’t go up the mountain this time, and Lord Jiang leads his men to attack Gale Mountain Village, who can stop him?"

The bandits were speechless, their faces pale.

The Black Wind Village Chief alone had killed powerful Inner Qi Realm experts like Ghost Saber Ji Ming and Pingfeng Shovel Gu Sun.

If he really led his men to attack Gale Mountain Village, it would indeed be like a deity blocking and killing a deity, and a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha, unstoppable.

"Bring the gift for Lord Jiang, Yun Liang you and your brothers come up the mountain with me!"

Feng Sihai pointed to the bound and unconscious player, Sky Wolf Xiaoyue, who resembled a rice dumpling.

"Big brother, I’ll go with you too!"

Second Master Wei Suowei hurriedly said.

Feng Sihai laughed heartily, "Good brother, no need for so many people; even if all our brothers went up the mountain, what difference would it make? So there’s no need for so many, just wait down here."

Wei Suowei felt dejected.

Indeed, with such a formidable figure as Jiang Dali arising from Hui City Green Forest, whether a few of them or a group of them went up the mountain, what difference would there be?

Feng Sihai had never met Jiang Dali.

He had only ever heard the name, heard the title of Black Wind Village Chief.

Until a few days ago, this title meant little to him.

But now, due to Jiang Dali himself, this title had become immensely significant.

Before meeting Jiang Dali, he had imagined the man’s appearance many times in his mind.

Yet when he entered Yiqi Hall within Tuoshui Mountain Village, he was still taken aback.

Jiang Dali!

Indeed, the name suited the man – robust and warrior-like, just sitting there he resembled a mountain, making anyone who entered feel as if they were facing a towering peak – formidable!

He was dressed in black strong clothes, his uncovered body displaying a strange hue, as if it were bronze, yet mixed with a bit of black and gold, radiating strength.

His gaze was calm yet contained sharpness, lips tightly closed, his resolute chin exuding confidence.

Seeing him, those following Feng Sihai felt their breathing almost stop, not daring to breathe loudly.

Although Feng Sihai’s face wore a smile, his facial muscles were already stiff, his nose sweating...