Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 55 - 057: New Blade·Golden Light

Chapter 55: 057: New Blade·Golden Light

To rise through the ranks in the power hierarchy wasn’t only a challenge that Black Wind Village needed to face, but also a key point for Jiang Dali to complete the mainline quest "Green Forest Dominator."

The quest "Green Forest Dominator" required one to become a dominator of a region of the Green Forest, taking a commandery as the unit, and also to lead one of the Nine Streams Forces.

Black Wind Village was currently considered an inferior force.

Therefore, Jiang Dali still needed to complete the force promotion before he could pass the quest validation and receive the generous quest rewards.

That day, Jiang Dali once again sought out Wu Yunhong.

Her injuries had mostly healed, although her complexion wasn’t great. When she saw Jiang Dali, her expression even showed a bit of excitement.

"I knew you’d come looking for me again, but even if you hadn’t, I would have come to you. These past few days I’ve been waiting for my wounds to heal. I want to spar with you again."

"You are not my match; there is no need for another spar. I don’t pull my punches with women, and I could accidentally kill you."

Jiang Dali said this with a light and indifferent tone.

A flicker flashed in Wu Yunhong’s eyes, "Are you afraid? Could it be that you can’t bear to kill me?"

Jiang Dali glanced at this woman, "Your strength breaking through to the Outer Qi Realm might not mean much in the Martial World, but here in Black Wind Village, you would still be considered a notable figure."

His implication was clear—he saw her as someone of value.

With a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth, Wu Yunhong said, "You’re the reason I could achieve that. Had you not driven me to a life-or-death crisis forcing a breakthrough in my Realm, I might have wasted years, so I want to spar with you again."

"Women truly are troublesome."

Jiang Dali frowned, "I’ve come this time with a task for you. Do it well, and I can continue to spar with you. If not, don’t bother bringing it up."

Wu Yunhong’s eyes sparkled, "What task?"

"Tuoshui Mountain Village is currently lacking a Squad Leader, and we have too few people who have reached the Gathering Power Realm. I need you to personally oversee organizing a tournament, set up prizes, and motivate all aspirants within the Mountain Village to strive and become stronger.

The strongest contender in the tournament will become the Squad Leader of Tuoshui Mountain Village."

Jiang Dali outlined his plan roughly.

He didn’t want to personally supervise this matter.

It was too much of an energy drain when he preferred to be a hands-off manager.

Wu Yunhong listened with zeal—this was the first time she knew that training subordinates could be done this way and she was quite interested.

"Alright, this sounds interesting. I will take it seriously and do a good job."

Jiang Dali said, "I’m giving you a month to take care of this."

After finishing his words, Jiang Dali turned and left.

"Hey, wait! Don’t think you can walk away so easily, I still want to..." Seeing Jiang Dali leaving, Wu Yunhong hurried to stop him.

Suddenly, Jiang Dali’s eyes emitted a fierce cold light, and the air around seemed to freeze instantly. His palm had reached Wu Yunhong’s throat, just an inch more, and it would be a fatal blow.

Wu Yunhong cried out in alarm and hastily retreated, her face filled with wary fear.

"Take care of the task I’ve assigned you, then we will talk about the rest. I don’t like people who make too much trouble."

He dropped this comment indifferently.

Jiang Dali withdrew his hand and walked away, leaving only a cold and ruthless figure behind.

"This man, how come he seems even stronger than before? Or has he always been this strong? I didn’t even have time to react just now."

Wu Yunhong watched Jiang Dali’s commanding figure draped in a Black Cloak leave, her brows knitted and her lips pouting as she muttered, "The old lady just wanted to ask if Cross Training was easy to practice. If it’s easy, I’ll also take up the practice. This big gorilla is really arrogant!"

In the end,

Wu Yunhong rolled up her sleeves to look at the muscles on her arms, grinning, "But I like it just like that, fierce and domineering."

...

Having left Wu Yunhong’s room,

Jiang Dali went straight to Ironsmith Zhang’s workshop.

His saber had been reforged over the past few days and was now complete.

At this moment, Jiang Dali was also feeling immensely expectant.

In his previous life, as an expert of the Gang Qi Realm, he had only wielded a second-grade named weapon.

Although third-grade named weapons were a step below second-grade ones, they were still considered divine weapons in the Outer Qi Realm.

As for first-grade named weapons like the Deer Cutting Saber, Snow Drink Mad Saber, Fire Qilin Sword, and Unrivaled Sword, they were completely out of reach.

"Great Village Chief! I have not failed in my duty, and have forged the blade exactly as you requested."

Seeing Jiang Dali enter the blacksmith’s shop, Ironsmith Zhang immediately greeted him, gesturing towards a saber with a black sheath placed on the rack on the other side.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Dali’s eyes lit up as he walked over and grabbed the saber in the black sheath.

The saber was incredibly heavy in his hand, nearly as much as the weight of an adult woman.

Yet, for Jiang Dali who had achieved success in his body refinement, this weight was just perfect.

He twisted his wrist.

Swinging the saber casually created a few arcs. It made terrifying "whooshing" sounds as if the heavy weight compressed the air, making it escape, while none of the nine iron rings that were outside the hollow sheath trembled as if they were fixed in place.

Several apprentice blacksmiths watching nearby had their eyes wide-open in shock and fear.

Any one of them lifting the saber would have required both hands and a great deal of effort.

Let alone swinging it so effortlessly in hand.

Given the weight of the saber, one could imagine if it were to fall onto a person’s body, it could fracture bones and snap tendons even without unsheathing the blade.

"A fine saber, just to this chief’s liking!"

Jiang Dali laughed heartily.

Ironsmith Zhang let out a sigh of relief and complimented, "Only a magnificent man like you, Chief, could wield this saber so effortlessly. Only an expert like you deserves to be called a swordsman."

"You’ve done well this time."

Jiang Dali nodded and unsheathed the saber.

With a whoosh, the sound of the blade being drawn was enough to make one’s hairs stand on end, like divine iron rubbing together. The nine iron rings vibrated and hummed in unison as if a devilish sound filled the brain when the blade was drawn.

A blinding golden light flashed abruptly as the blade was pulled out, dazzling the eyes to where they almost couldn’t stay open and casting the entire room in a golden hue.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Dali narrowed his eyes in surprise and swiftly drew the blade completely.

A formidable edge seemed to cut through the air, and along with the life-like vibrations of the nine iron rings, a burst of golden sword light flared, blinding the people around like the brilliance of the sun.

Even a few of the apprentice blacksmiths cried out, their eyes feeling as if they had been sliced by the sharp edge, about to bleed.

After a short while,

the golden light finally subsided.

Jiang Dali, in awe, examined the blade in his hands.

The edge of the blade was astoundingly sharp, yet the color of the blade was not a piercing gold but a dark cyan, with a hint of gold powder on the surface.

"What is this...?"

Ironsmith Zhang looked pleased with himself and explained, "Great Village Chief, you might not be aware. The color of the mystic iron used in the Ghost Head Saber can’t be changed to the golden back of the Golden Nine-Ring Saber, and without the golden back, the blade’s lethality would be diminished.

Therefore, I put special effort into the scabbard, using it to nurture the blade, adding a mystery inside the scabbard itself.

Thus, while the blade is of a dark cyan color, the moment it is drawn, it is like a golden sun rising and leaving the enemy disoriented.

However..."

Ironsmith Zhang awkwardly continued, "However, this does consume a considerable amount of specially made gold powder. It’s estimated that each draw of the blade will use about half a qian of gold."

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