Chapter 757: Chapter 757

A bloody storm arose over the Qilin blood, and ever since the Black Wind Village Chief left, it erupted near the banks of the Lingyun Cave.

This time, it wasn’t just a battle between the Players and the Fire Qilin, but also a feud among the Players’ own factions.

In this battle, the Four Great Families clearly had the upper hand, and though they suffered great casualties under the fierce attacks of the Fire Qilin, each family managed to obtain some Qilin Blood.

Another group that profited was led by Yin Feng, head of the Black Wind Village Leshan Branch’s team of Players.

Thanks to the protection of the imposing Jiang Dali, and combined with the Black Wind Village Players’ bravery and well-equipped status, they were naturally formidable.

Thus, they charged fearlessly across the battlefield like warriors.

Even the forces of the Four Great Families did not want to provoke them, making them the largest force outside of the Four Great Families in terms of gains.

Moreover, due to the prior warnings and orders from Jiang Dali, Yin Feng led the Mountain Village Players very cautiously and did not immediately provoke the Fire Qilin on the battlefield, thereby suffering the least casualties among the major forces.

This bloody battle finally ended with hundreds of Players being slaughtered, leaving only four to five hundred fleeing in disarray.

Many Players originally thought that the Fire Qilin, in its frenzy, would relentlessly pursue them and even attack nearby Leshan City.

However, the Fire Qilin only roared and displayed its power on the banks of the river for a while before returning to Lingyun Cave, ceasing its slaughtering.

This scene, except for a few senior members of the Four Great Families, remained a mystery to most; they simply thought that this kind of BOSS, like the Fire Qilin, has a fixed territory and wouldn’t stray far.

"Such a pity! The Fire Qilin indeed won’t stray far from Lingyun Cave, no matter how it is provoked. It never forgets its own duties, even if fallen."

On a hill not far from Lingyun Cave, a man with an official’s headgear and a hawk nose, whose demeanor subtly exhibited superiority, expressed his regret.

"Big brother, even if the Fire Qilin had really been lured away from Lingyun Cave, we temporarily wouldn’t have been able to move deep into it, given that the Red Flame is extraordinary."

A black-robed youth said beside him.

Another captivating woman with a black mole on her lips said, "Even so, it would have at least proven that the Fire Qilin can be lured away, and we could have planned further, such as finding high-grade equipment that counteracts the Red Flame to enter it.

But now, since the Fire Qilin won’t leave, all our additional preparations are futile."

The hawk-nosed man said placidly, "Considering the current situation, even extremely powerful natives like the Black Wind Village Chief and Nie Renwang can’t move deep into Lingyun Cave to reach the Dragon Vein and the Xuan Yuan Sword. The Fire Qilin is indeed too formidable. This is also a good thing for us."

The black-robed youth frowned and said, "Big brother, I can understand the value of the Xuan Yuan Sword as a divine weapon, but what use is the Dragon Vein? If it’s extremely precious, we probably won’t be able to keep it even if we get it."

The hawk-nosed man smiled mysteriously and explained lightly, "The research value of the Dragon Vein is very high, and even if we can’t keep it, we can still offer it to a very few specific individuals through our family’s channels, gaining vast benefits from it."

"There are others who need the Dragon Vein? Then why don’t they come to get it themselves?"

"Not sure, but according to ancient texts, the Dragon Vein cannot be possessed by anyone less than those with great Qi Fortune and a significant Life Chart.

Acquiring the Dragon Vein is not simple; it may involve calamities.

Perhaps even if we’re given a chance, we might not be able to obtain it, but our family indeed needs it for researching this world."

"Let’s not talk about that now. The amount of Qilin Blood we’ve harvested this time is also incredibly valuable. We should also thank the Black Wind Village Chief. Perhaps in the future, we could do like the Yun Family, using ancient texts to exchange benefits with the Black Wind Village Chief."

"Big brother, why must we seek cooperation with the Black Wind Village Chief? We could also apply to the Family Head to cooperate with other more powerful NPCs using ancient texts, even though there is great risk; it could also be an opportunity for us."

"This has been considered by our family, and attempts have been made, but complete ancient texts are rare, and fragmented texts have limited information.

Apart from a very few that are valuable, most ancient texts are not believed by NPCs, who even think we’re speaking nonsense."

"So, it seems the Black Wind Village Chief trusts us Players more than most other NPCs."

The lush bamboo on the hill swayed in the wind.

The green branches and leaves made a pleasant rustling sound, and the dewdrops hanging from the bamboo leaves "whooshed" down onto the drenched bodies of Jiang Dali and others whenever the wind shook them.

At that moment, they were beside a stone slab in a small hut in the bamboo forest, healing their wounds and assessing the gains and losses from the battle.

The bamboo was laid askew, with arrows, fragrant, and tall bamboo waving in the breeze.

Murong Qingqing slowly removed the broken strings from her antique zither.

Nie Renwang used two bamboo strips to fix and connect his broken left arm, emitting a fragrant medicinal scent from the dressed wounds.

Jiang Dali continuously peeled off the burnt skin from his body, absorbed in the merciless state of Heartless Extreme, suppressing the wicked surges of Qilin Blood between his bloodline and spirit.

Bai Ting, with a serious expression, urged the Divine Fire Technique to release the flames of Inner Strength, roasting slices of Fire Qilin’s scale armor in his palm.

After a while, as he sweated and exhaled deeply, he gave up the futile attempt.

Letting the fiery red scale armor pieces fall into his palm, which turned from emitting a faint, abnormal fluctuation of fiery red to greyish-black, he looked helplessly towards Jiang Dali.

"Chief, it seems the scale armor of the Fire Qilin can only be attempted with Earth Fire to evoke the energy within.

Although my fiery True Qi can melt iron into fluid and turn stone into water, it still absolutely cannot even slightly affect this scale armor."

"Understood. It’s no matter."

Jiang Dali was not surprised, grabbing the four pieces of the Fire Qilin’s scale armor, his fingers still able to feel a hint of powerful energy contained within, and he felt quite satisfied.

These pieces of Fire Qilin scale armor were incredibly mystical; after detaching from the Qilin’s body, they seemed to still possess a strong vitality and even automatically absorbed the Qilin blood.

He had already tried it.

Even with the sharpness of the Snow Blade, great effort was required to make a mark on its surface.

Even the traces left behind would, over time, be self-repaired by the Fire Qilin’s power contained within the scale armor.

Moreover, the power inside the scale armor seemed not to be depleted once and for all.

Rather, it would gradually recover as it absorbed sunlight or the energy from flames.

These four pieces of Fire Qulin’s scale armor, if all melded into the new blade, might also be able to harness and utilize the Fire Qilin power contained within.

However, Jiang Dali wasn’t sure whether the earth fire could activate the power in the scale armor to embed it into the new blade.

If it couldn’t be activated, then even if the scale armor was embedded into the new blade, it would still be essentially for show.

"Perhaps, I could try using the Qilin blood in my body to activate it?"

Jiang Dali pondered thoughtfully, yet he wasn’t quite sure if it would work.

This battle with the Fire Qilin, although it had left everyone severely wounded, even his Great Strength Armor had been battered to scrap.

But he had also gained a lot.

Not to mention the Fire Qilin’s scale armor, just the Fire Spirit Power and a trace of the Fire Qilin’s Primordial Spirit Power he had absorbed from the Fire Qilin’s body using the Great Absorption Technique and Absorption Skill had somewhat strengthened his body.

Though much of the Fire Qilin’s Fire Spirit Power was consumed during the battle and couldn’t be absorbed,

some of it had fused into his body.

This had tempered his bones, muscles, and internal organs with the Fire Spirit Power.

Jiang Dali could vaguely sense the subtle changes in his body; his resistance to fire damage had significantly improved.

And the Fire Qilin’s Primordial Spirit had also significantly strengthened his Fire Qilin bloodline, which now showed an increase to 0.04% on his status panel.

This enhanced Fire Qilin bloodline, although it constantly gave him a sense of being prone to rage and bloodlust which had to be suppressed by reaching an Extreme Realm,

made his bloodline stronger and his body seemed to have more energy; his physical strength felt greatly enhanced.

And if the Fire Qilin bloodline could also activate the power within the scale armor.

Then even if Xu Chengyuan couldn’t perfectly process the melding of the scale armor with the new blade, it wouldn’t affect him much.

"My arm injury, it looks like it won’t heal for another two months. Brother Jiang, do you really have no more of those miraculous Medicine Pearls?"

Nie Renwang treated his left arm and looked eagerly at Jiang Dali.

Jiang Dali’s gaze flickered, and he said to Nie Renwang, "This trip to Lingyun Cave has also been successful thanks to Mr. Nie’s help. Originally, I should have given you another drop of thousand-year-old yellow ginseng juice, but it’s a resource that decreases with use."

Hearing this, Nie Renwang’s expression turned a bit awkward, "So the contents of that Medicine Pearl were actually thousand-year-old yellow ginseng juice? Such an ancient medicine is indeed very rare."

"If Mr. Nie does not need this Fire Qilin scale armor, I am willing to give one more drop of thousand-year-old yellow ginseng juice to thank Mr. Nie. May I know your thoughts?"

Jiang Dali looked at Nie Renwang with a smile.

"This..." Nie Renwang was taken aback, then delighted, "That would be best, the beast’s scale armor is of no use to me."

Jiang Dali glanced at the Snow Blade beside Nie Renwang and secretly thought that a person who possessed such a family treasure was indeed different when speaking.

Unlike him, who had to strenuously go about plundering due to his thin family resources.

Jiang Dali called for the Demon Hawk and took out a Medicine Pearl from his bag to give to Nie Renwang, as a way to repay the help he had provided.

"Alright, Mr. Nie, originally I wanted to stay in Leshan a few more days to discuss swordplay and martial arts with you.

Unfortunately, there are urgent matters to attend to in the Mountain Village, so I cannot stay any longer. The green mountains will not change; we will meet again!

Next time, let’s meet again to find the Fire Qilin’s haunt."

Standing in front of Nie Renwang, Jiang Dali rose and bowed in farewell.

Nie Renwang was stunned, surprised, "Brother Jiang, you are leaving so soon?"

He nodded and said, "Since there are urgent matters in the Mountain Village, Nie will not keep you.

However, seeing that you, younger brother, have profound knowledge in Sword Dao and seem eager to discuss it, it’s a pity you are currently entangled with minor matters.

How about Nie gifts you a Saber Manual as a token of fate, hoping for your sword skills to become even more superb!"

Jiang Dali was surprised, and at this moment, a prompt also appeared on his panel.

Meanwhile, Nie Renwang moved his hand like a blade and "snap" chopped down a piece of bamboo nearby.

Pinning the bamboo shard into a knife shape, he engraved a rough and domineering character "Sword" on it!

"Brother Jiang, this is a Sword Skill I conceived from the Shock Frost Glance among my family’s Proud Cold Six Skills, which I named ’Sweeping Thousands of Army.’ I hope it serves you well!"

Nie Renwang moved his palm, and the bamboo shard swiftly swept across.

Jiang Dali caught it with keen eyes, feeling a sharp, needle-like sensation from the bamboo shard, even his rough skin felt a sense of being sliced.

As if what he was holding was not a bamboo shard, but a naked sword blade.

"Such strong Sword Intent!"...

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