Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 561 - 0460: Wealth moves the heart, Little Knife reappears (added - 1 for monthly ticket)

Chapter 561: 0460: Wealth moves the heart, Little Knife reappears (added Chapter 1 for monthly ticket)

High up in the air, the wind howled furiously.

Wang Yuyan, perched on the Demon Hawk’s back, kept her eyes on the scenes unfolding inside Lingyun Cave. Her full lips had been nervously bitten numerous times unconsciously, and when she saw Jiang Dali falling out of the cave, she couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.

"Village Chief!!"

Almost instinctively, Wang Yuyan grabbed a handful of the Demon Hawk’s feathers and leaned forward, saying, "Blackie, quick, chase after him. But don’t get too close to that Fire Dog."

The Demon Hawk cried out in pain due to the yanking, inducing a dissatisfied low "gugu" from its throat.

It dove toward the rolling river waters, cautiously and fearfully avoiding the Fire Qilin that continued to roar at the entrance of Lingyun Cave.

Seeing this, the Players on the river embankment heaved a sigh of relief, whispering that it seemed the Black Wind Village Chief hadn’t died.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness. I’ve died three times. If the Black Wind Village Chief had died, that would be the end of it, our mission rewards would be without their rightful owner."

"That’s not right, is it? We didn’t even delay for thirty minutes, we’re still short by half a stick of incense; this mission is a failure."

"What? I thought we had enough time. Damn it, it’s all because of those bastards from Tianyun Guild."

"Right, if it weren’t for them recklessly leading the charge into Lingyun Cave, the others wouldn’t have followed, resulting in the Fire Qilin also being lured into Lingyun Cave, causing us to fail the mission and nearly getting the Black Wind Village Chief killed in there."

Nearby, a group of solo Players cursed angrily, glaring at the Tianyun Guild Players who looked equally displeased.

At this time, the Players from Tianyun Guild were also seething with rage.

Their leader had died again upon entering Lingyun Cave.

After so much investment, the mission was declared a failure, and the losses were tremendous.

And now, solo Players who they would usually pick on were pointing fingers at them, causing them to become enraged.

"What are you looking at?"

"What if I’m looking at you? You guild dogs, do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you’re grouped together?"

"Say that again, I dare you."

"Dare me? Go ahead, bite me, damn it."

In an instant, solo Players and Tianyun Guild members began cursing and shoving one another.

While the Fire Qilin continued to roar on the other side at Lingyun Cave, it was now being ignored.

A player-versus-player battle was about to break out.

However, at this moment, the deputy leader of Tianyun Guild, Hong Yun Qitian, was already casting a surreptitious glance toward the Tide Viewing Platform.

Inside the Tide Viewing Platform,

There were still a few boxes of Silver Taels and jewels they had previously sent to Jiang Dali.

Hong Yun Qitian looked torn, his heart pounding with temptation yet fraught with apprehension.

The crazy thought of a heist—robbing the Black Wind Village Chief—lingered in his mind.

The losses for their guild this time were indeed too great.

But if they could recover this wealth worth tens of thousands of Silver Taels and jewels,

They could at least redress half of their losses.

Under normal circumstances, Hong Yun Qitian would never dare to entertain such a thought.

But now, the mission had already failed.

The Black Wind Village Chief had been severely injured by the Fire Qilin and fallen into the river.

With these jewels and silver lying here, they were no longer mission items.

If they could take advantage of the chaos and move them,

When the dust settled and many hands were involved, even if the Black Wind Village Chief came back to investigate, who could he trace it back to?

As Hong Yun Qitian hesitated,

His subordinates could no longer restrain themselves from clashing with the solo Players, the fight growing loud and chaotic.

"The brave shall die fighting, and the timid shall starve to death. If we bravely pull this off, we can immediately recoup half of our losses. Let’s rob them!!"

Hong Yun Qitian’s eyes hardened with determination, and he fiercely called his confidents and higher-ups. With a gesture of his hand, they all rushed toward the direction of the Tide Viewing Platform with menacing momentum.

This sudden turn of events caught the attention of some Players around, who looked on in shock.

Soon after, some astute onlookers realized what was happening and gasped with shocked, wide eyes as they watched Hong Yun Qitian and the other guild members rush toward the Tide Viewing Platform.

"Have they gone mad?!"

"Are you kidding me? Has Hong Yun Qitian lost his mind? How dare they still try to steal mission items?"

"This is even more brazen than the Money Gang. Are they really willing to risk their lives for money?"

The Players were in uproar, even the Tianyun Guild Players fighting with the solo Players were taken aback, shocked by their deputy leader’s audacity.

At the same time, a few of the solo Players began to get restless, their eyes flickering with temptation.

Under the drizzling rain, faces chilled by the cold water began to heat up with greed and ferocity.

Money tempts the heart.

With such a large chest of money right before their eyes,

If the guild members dared to steal, what did the barefoot solo Players have to fear?

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Clip-clop, clip-clop—

On the road to the Leshan Giant Buddha along the river embankment,

A neighing sound echoed.

A lean figure, riding a horse with one hand, and holding a saber in a black scabbard in the other, was racing down the road.

The spring rain drenched his youthful face, which bore a severity and maturity beyond his years despite his greenness.

He was dressed in tattered Strong Clothes that looked like they had been slashed by swords all over.

His wet hair clung to his forehead, face, and neck, but his diagonally arched brows conveyed sharpness, and his eyes seemed lost, immersed in something beyond themselves, as if forgetful of the self.

He galloped straight to the riverbank, and from a distance, he saw the chaotic battlefield where fierce combat was taking place. He didn’t slow his horse’s pace; his gaze was fixed solely on the Demon Hawk that was gradually flying away, closing in on the battlefield.

"Another one courting death!"

A Tianyun Guild expert player saw him pass by on horseback and shouted as he leaped into the air.

With a swipe of his palm at his waist, a blue glow shimmered.

Swish!

A blue Soft Whip, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, hissed as it aimed for the newcomer’s throat.

But then a flash of Sword Light appeared!

The whip and blade collided, emitting a crisp, resonating sound!

The Soft Whip was instantly severed into two, while the momentum of the Sword Light carried on unimpeded.

The sound of horse hooves continued relentlessly.

But that Tianyun Guild expert gave a miserable cry as he was cleaved in twain at the waist, his blood spraying wildly, drenching the faces and bodies of his brothers who had followed him.

Such a scene immediately enraged several Tianyun Guild experts nearby, prompting them all to leap forward and charge toward the assailant.

Eight Diagrams Sabers, Bone-penetrating Needles, Bone-locking Chain Whips, and a variety of Weapons descended upon him all at once.

However, in the next moment, a dazzling silver light burst forth, and a wall of blades swept across.

The clanging of Weapons clashing was dense like a rain of pearls.

When the silver light dissipated, several Tianyun Guild expert figures groaned as they tumbled out.

The one who had fired the Bone-piercing Nails was especially horrifying to behold, his entire body now filled with the deadly projectiles, blood spurting out as he collapsed weakly to the ground.

By this time, the young man had already continued his charge toward the battlefield.

He hardly stopped at all; simply drawing his sword was enough to leave men dead in his wake, displaying his shockingly incredible strength.

The surrounding Tianyun Guild players who had wanted to pounce on him were all frightened into halting in their tracks.

Even the solo players were taken aback and quickly made way, watching wide-eyed as the young man passed by like a gust of wind.

Someone suddenly realized who he was and cried out in alarm.

"It’s him, the Sword Demon, Heartbroken Little Knife! It’s him!"

"Sword Demon!?"

"The Heartbroken Little Knife from the Family Dominating Hall!"

The Players were in uproar, their expressions changing.

Startled, high-ranking members of the Tianyun Guild, such as Hong Yun Qitian, also changed their facial expression and abruptly halted, casting their eyes toward the retreating figure of Heartbroken Little Knife riding his lean horse, quelling any thoughts of pursuit.

"Why has he suddenly come here? Was he also drawn by Lingyun Cave?"

Hong Yun Qitian’s brows furrowed deeply, his heart filled with extreme frustration.

If the murderer had been someone else, he would have led his team in a chase to kill the enemy, to tear them to pieces.

But the name of Heartbroken Little Knife, the Sword Demon, resonated like thunder among the players.

As a powerful individual from a martial Family who had infiltrated the Mixed Martial Arts World early on, many players speculated that Heartbroken Little Knife’s strength might represent the very pinnacle of players, capable of clashing with some of the renowned NPC masters.

Against such a force, Hong Yun Qitian truly lacked the confidence to stir up trouble.

The sound of horse hooves grew more distant.

Chasing after the Demon Hawk that was circling down from the sky.

The cold River water surged and rippled.

The body of Jiang Dali, lying motionless in the River water, rippled along.

With his face drenched in the light spring rain and droplets of water, he looked up at the swooping Demon Hawk and broke into a smile.

Against his face, the cold waves of the River slapped repeatedly, the moisture mixed with the distant, faint sounds of battle, seeping into his nostrils and ears.

Despite his weariness and lack of strength, Jiang Dali still felt a surge of happiness and excitement, savoring the joy of reflecting on gains and losses after a great battle.

He heard the calls of Wang Yuyan on the back of the Demon Hawk, and also the sound of approaching horse hooves.

The sound of these hooves always brought him feelings of reflection and familiarity.

It was a reminder that he was always in the midst of the Martial World.

"The drinker has come."

Jiang Dali flipped his palm over the water’s surface, unleashing a burst of Qi Force, causing a depression in the water as his body shot up, grabbing the Demon Hawk’s talons and using them to flip himself over.

Whish—

His figure flipped backward and landed on the back of the Demon Hawk, his feet causing water to splash around.

"Ah!!"

Wang Yuyan, however, screamed in alarm, her face burning with embarrassment as she quickly turned her head away, unable to look at Jiang Dali’s nearly naked body. Her tongue felt numb, sweat forming at the tip of her nose, her heart thumping like a startled deer.

"Aren’t you going to hand me some clothes, or do you plan on stealing a few more glances?"

Jiang Dali gave Wang Yuyan a cold snort and a glance, "You’re not that young anymore; in the village, girls your age already have a few kids. What’s there to be shy about?"

"You!! You!..."

Wang Yuyan was so angry that her teeth chattered, she grabbed a set of clothes from below her seat and threw them at Jiang Dali, scolding, "You bad man, how come the Fire Dog hasn’t bitten you yet."

"Ha-ha-ha, well cursed, ’Fire Dog’!"

Jiang Dali shook out the clothes and draped them over his body, proudly patting his chest as though it was made of iron, "Old Laozi’s got skin like copper and bones like iron, even that Fire Dog wouldn’t dare bite into me."

Saying this, he gave a sly smile and turned his gaze towards the Heartbroken Little Knife who had stopped his horse on the riverbank and stood with his sword, giving a slight nod.

"Not bad, the kid has grown stronger again. Shame he’s still too skinny."

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