Chapter 748: Chapter 748

The divine weapon was indeed formidable.

But his purpose in coming to Leshan this time was precisely to collect sword casting materials from the Fire Qilin.

The World’s Number One Blacksmith, Yu Cheng’an, said that to forge a first-grade named weapon, one must sacrifice an exotic beast.

However, if he could directly obtain a few scale armor pieces from the Fire Qilin, there might be a chance to forge a divine weapon surpassing any famous weapon.

One must know the Fire Qilin Sword in the hands of Nanlin Sword Leader Duan Shuai, who is as renowned as Nie Renwang.

It was his Duan family ancestor, Duan Zhengxian, who, after a fierce battle against the "Fire Qilin" causing chaos at the time, obtained a piece of its scale armor.

Subsequently, Duan Zhengxian inlaid the scale armor onto the sword body, greatly increasing its power and it was named the "Fire Qilin Sword," becoming the divine weapon passed down through the Duan family generations.

So if he could obtain a few pieces of scale armor from the Fire Qilin, it was also highly likely he could forge a "Fire Qilin Blade"!

At this moment, a burst of footsteps came from the woods not far away.

The ones approaching were the elite squad of players from Black Wind Mountain Village who had been previously shaken off.

Jiang Dali glanced at the chaotic aftermath of the battle and immediately gave out a small task, instructing the players to tidy up the chaotic battlefield and help find the scattered fragments of the Dragon Slayer Sword.

During the previous battle, the Dragon Slayer Sword had several times been chipped by the Snow Blade.

Those chipped fragments were now scattered across the battlefield.

It was like finding a needle in a haystack, genuinely difficult to locate.

But after all, they were materials forged from Mystic Iron mixed with Western Pure Gold; if found, reforging them into an Iron Nail Bracelet would result in very fine quality.

While the players began to get busy,

Jiang Dali also took the initiative to invite Nie Renwang and Nie Feng to the mountain village for drinks and a late-night snack, ready to discuss further plans for cooperating against the Fire Qilin.

As the saying goes, "No fight, no friendship."

Jiang Dali always adhered to a principle,

which was to convince people with reason, in the Martial World one’s fists did the talking.

Hence, when Nie Renwang declined, he did not wish to say more and decisively made a move to reveal his own strength.

The foundation of conversations between the strong was always built upon strength; otherwise, even if there was some potential for cooperation, it would become a joke due to inadequate strength.

Within the vast territory of the World Association in Divine Martial Country,

a tall and mighty middle-aged man with hands clasped behind his back was standing on the high platform of the association’s square.

His hair flowed over his shoulders, his face was wide and chest deep, and his eyebrows, like the wings of an eagle, slanted up into his temples, with a pronounced brow ridge as if there was a third eye indented in the center; his eyes emitted an imposing light, full of deterrence.

Just standing there, he gave off the thick presence of a mountain range, exuding a powerful aura of authority!

At this moment, he was looking down at his nine subordinates below the platform, all nine of them were silent as cicadas in winter, bowing respectfully without daring to utter a sound.

After a long while, the middle-aged man retracted his gaze and looked towards the southern sky as he spoke in a deep voice, "Heavenly Pool Twelve Evil, you came to seek refuge with our World Association to avoid being hunted down by the Sword Saint of Unrivaled City.

Now, due to a mere Demon Master Pang Ban, you have suffered losses of two dead and one heavily injured, truly disappointing me, you are not fit for heavy responsibilities!"

Led by Emperor Tong, the Nine Evils shivered at once, hearing the strong dissatisfaction in Lord Xiong’s tone, and immediately knelt on one knee to plead guilty.

Lord Xiong snorted coldly, his tiger-like eyes blazing with sharpness and ambition as he spoke indifferently, "Now I’ll give you another chance. Starting today, you shall assist Marquis Zhu in seizing the Imperial Throne of Ming Country. Marquis Zhu is the legitimate heir of the Ming Royal Family. Claiming the throne is rightful and proper.

If the nine of you assist him successfully, you will be esteemed as ministers of the dragon. I, as your Gang Leader, will value and utilize you even more."

As his words fell, a figure with the strides of a dragon and the steps of a tiger came forth from below the stage, ascending the stairs with a broad and proud gait. His face was square, with a mustache hanging at the corners of his mouth, and a dignified and upright expression. It was indeed Iron Gall Divine Hou, Zhu Wushi.

"We have seen Marquis Zhu!"

Led by Emperor Tong, the Heavenly Pool Nine Killers immediately bowed down to Zhu Wushi.

Lord Xiong smiled satisfactorily and turned to Zhu Wushi, "Mr. Zhu, these nine subordinates of mine all possess the strength of the Heavenly Human Realm. Among them, the two led by Emperor Tong are even at the level of the Heavenly Human 4th Realm, untroubled by disasters. With these nine experts supporting your revival, how confident are you of securing the Imperial Throne of Ming Country?"

Zhu Wushi’s gaze swept over Emperor Tong and the others with a chilling sharpness before turning to Lord Xiong with a smile and a nod, "Thank you, Lord Xiong, for your generous assistance. With these nine experts, this Marquis has an eighty percent certainty of ascending the throne."

Lord Xiong nodded and pondered, "That’s very good. Let me remind you, Mr. Zhu, the greater cause is what’s important. Personal grudges can be set aside for now. Whether it’s the Black Wind Village Chief or Cihang Jingzhai and Lang Fan Yun, none of them are as important as the Imperial Throne.

Once you take the throne in a direct strike and command the nation’s power, dealing with these old foes will be as easy as flipping your hand, no?"

Zhu Wushi’s eyes gleamed as he nodded, "That is also this Marquis’s intention. However, Lord Xiong, regardless of Cihang Jingzhai or Lang Fan Yun, they are not worth my concern. But the Black Wind Village Chief, perhaps you are underestimating him.

This man has managed to grow so rapidly in less than a year, with a rate of strength development that is frightening to hear. If we give him the opportunity to grow repeatedly, he will become a great future threat."

Lord Xiong contemplated and nodded, recalling the information recorded about the Black Wind Village Chief, and with hands behind his back, he nodded, "You’re right, this man is indeed not to be underestimated, and we must nip the threat in the bud."

Although he said this, his heart was not truly in it.

Because the location of Black Wind Village was too far from the World Association.

The main goal of the World Association now was to dominate Divine Martial Country, obliterate Unrivaled City, and there was no need to disperse their manpower and energy dealing with Black Wind Village, wastefully expending efforts for no benefit.

Even though there were indeed feuds between the Black Wind Village Chief and the World Association, having killed two of his subordinates before,

Lord Xiong was cold-hearted and farsighted. He was not willing to entangle himself with a mere Black Wind Village Chief over merely two subordinates.

Of course, the most important reason was that there is no conflict between the World Association and Black Wind Village at present, and the Black Wind Village Chief had also not foolishly troubled him, Lord Xiong.

But how could Lord Xiong know that Jiang Dali had long considered him a strong foe to be dealt with in the future?

Seeing Lord Xiong deep in thought, the Heavenly Pool Nine Killers immediately spoke in unison, "We are willing to relieve our Gang Leader of worries and seize that man to atone for our sins!"

Lord Xiong shook his head, turned back to Zhu Wushi, and said with feigned sincerity, "Rest assured, lead the Nine Killers in your pursuit of the throne. I will personally dispatch someone to deal with the Black Wind Village Chief."

Hearing this, Zhu Wushi sighed inwardly.

He was extremely sly and astute, and realizing that Lord Xiong was unwilling to personally intervene, merely sending someone to take care of it, he knew that the matter was not truly a concern for the other party.

Requesting the currently engaged in heated battle with Unrivaled City, Lord Xiong, to withdraw and provoke another strong enemy was indeed not a wise move.

"In that case, this Marquis is reassured."

Zhu Wushi’s face showed a smile as he gave a fist and palm salute, then looked towards the Heavenly Pool Nine Killers, "We set off tonight!"

(Seeking monthly and recommendation tickets! Let’s aim to reach 3,000 monthly tickets early. I’m a non-spiritual entity again in the draw today.)