Chapter 848: Chapter 848

Xu Ziling immediately clasped his fists, "At your service!"

Jiang Dali waved his hand coldly, "Fairy Shi was brought here by you, so take her down the mountain now."

Xu Ziling immediately responded.

This left many Mountain Village Players disappointed.

Shi Feixuan was injured more severely than Ning Daoqi, and most importantly, she was fragile and had little blood left, now almost in a critical state.

This was a great opportunity to hit a beauty while she was down.

Even if they didn’t fight, capturing such a delicate beauty was still...

Unfortunately, the village chief was too enthusiastic and polite, allowing Xu Ziling, who had a good relationship with Shi Feixuan, to take her down the mountain. Even if the Eight Desolate Disciples swarmed up, it wouldn’t help.

Watching Xu Ziling assist Shi Feixuan as they left.

Jiang Dali shook his head inwardly, his eyes slightly cold, having completely dismissed the idea of using the power within the Evil Emperor Relics to cultivate Xu Ziling.

Seeing Xu Ziling , let alone using him to control Shi Feixuan, it would be considered Xu Ziling’s self-awareness if he didn’t help Shi Feixuan turn against the Mountain Village.

In such circumstances, there was no need to continue cultivating Xu Ziling.

In contrast, Kou Zhong was much more cunning and decisive than Xu Ziling and was now even the son-in-law of the Song Gate, worth cultivating.

However, the Shuanglong (Double Dragons) grew up together, with deep feelings, sharing honor and disgrace, and would eventually end up in the Cold Palace together.

Jiang Dali had already made his decision, holding the Evil Emperor Relics, and under the admiring gaze of the Mountain Village Players and native mountain bandits, he turned and left.

Nowadays, each branch of the Mountain Village is flourishing and prosperous.

Especially after distributing the batch of materials from Yanggong’s Treasure Vault according to plan, Black Wind Village was an extremely powerful and wealthy force, meeting the standards of a fourth-rate power, rivaling the likes of the World Association, shaking the lands.

As the leader of such a powerful force, Jiang Dali’s every move attracted high attention from all Martial World powers.

He could shake the martial scene of an entire vassal state with a stomp, truly having grown into a giant in the Martial World, with momentum even stronger than Li Chenzhou of the past, rightfully earning the title of the first in Song Country.

That night, the news that Shi Feixuan and San Daoist Ning Daoqi visited together but left in disappointment spread rapidly, especially blazing in popularity on the Jianghu Forum.

This naturally stirred a strong reaction and condemnation from a crowd of lechers or licking dogs’ protective squads.

However, more spirited men all gave thumbs up, praising the Black Wind Village Chief for never bending to beauty, never going soft on beauties, being truly domineering, decisive, cool-headed, and clear-minded.

Imagine how many heroes, Demon Lords, Demon Emperors, and even True Dragon Emperors in the Martial World had been entranced by the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai.

Figures like Demon Master Pang Ban, Evil King Shi Zhixuan, Heavenly Blade Song Que, Emperor Ming Zhu Yuanzhang, Evil Emperor Xie Tiao had all fallen under the allure of beauties.

Yet, the Black Wind Village Chief showed no courtesy, repeatedly refusing the invitations of fairies such as Yan Jing’an and Shi Feixuan, making him seem like the nemesis of holy maidens.

Many Mountain Village Players on the Jianghu Forum jestingly passed around a saying—"Beauties cannot surpass Black Wind Pass."

Meaning that no matter how enchanting the beauties of Cihang Jingzhai were, they had to kneel when in the hands of the Black Wind Village Chief.

Many players speculated mischievously that the Black Wind Village Chief might have an inherent attribute specialty [Desireless and Firm].

With this specialty, the Great Village Chief’s immunity to beauty increased by two hundred percent.

Unless mythical figures like Luo Shen or Daji appeared, no one could move the chief’s heart.

As for Wang Yuyan, Sister Dongfang, and even the newly appeared Qin Mo Murong Qingqing, who always stayed by the chief’s side, it might all be wishful thinking, no hope of making Iron Wood bloom.

After ordering a craftsman to forge a specially customized necklace with refined gold.

Jiang Dali embedded the Evil Emperor Relics into a spherical cross formed by two interlocking iron rings and boldly hung it on the necklace, wearing it around his neck.

The Evil Emperor Relics, which Martial World people dream of obtaining, hung like a demonic ornament around Jiang Dali’s stout neck.

This provocative action would even be a dare that the Evil King Shi Zhixuan and Demon Emperor Xiang Yutian wouldn’t take.

However, Jiang Dali was fearless, not worried that anyone would dare to covet it, even being excited if someone tried to snatch it.

Jiang Dali didn’t linger, bringing Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing, riding the Demon Hawk, heading straight for the capital city Kaifeng of Song Country.

In the high sky, fierce winds roared.

The two women accompanied him, Murong Qingqing strummed her zither playing "High Mountains and Flowing Water Meets a Bosom Friend", while Wang Yuyan pouted and sewed a new cloak for Jiang Dali, complaining.

"Village Chief, from now on, leave this needlework to Dongfang Sect Leader. Every time I painstakingly sew clothes for you, within a few days, you destroy a set, I can’t keep up."

Jiang Dali took a sip of fine wine from No God Absolute Palace, laughed, "Then why not, Xiao Wang, learn the Sunflower Treasure Book to improve your sewing skills?"

Wang Yuyan instantly threw down the cloak, lightly huffed, "Village Chief, don’t tease me, no matter how good the clothes are, facing your muscles and brute force, lasting even a month would be impressive.

For this visit to be ennobled by the Emperor of Song, why not ask him to bestow clothing that will never tear?"

Jiang Dali’s eyes lit up, laughing, "That’s indeed a good suggestion, but unfortunately, even the tailors who sew dragon robes for the Emperor probably can’t make clothes untearable by me."

Saying this, Jiang Dali exhaled a breath of wine, took another sip, and looked at Wang Yuyan, "Seriously, have you researched the Supreme Mysterious Scripture and the boxing manuals from No God Absolute Palace to integrate new ideas into our martial arts system?"

Before leaving No God Absolute Palace, Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing had scavenged it, luckily finding some old boxing manuals and a partial record of Jue Wushen’s Killing Fist manual.

Jue Wushen, truly a martial arts genius, had created the unique Killing Fist based on boxing manuals, greatly inspiring Jiang Dali.

His Mighty God Fist included more palm, finger, and claw skills but had fewer integrated fist skills.

If he could incorporate the essence of Killing Fist into Mighty God Fist, it might truly become a Heavenly Human Realm secret technique, which Jiang Dali eagerly anticipated.

However, the Killing Fist manual was only a half volume.

Jiang Dali and Wang Yuyan had discussed and researched for days, but had not yet compiled suitable techniques to optimize Mighty God Fist.

Wang Yuyan frowned, looking troubled, "Village Chief, there’s no need to rush, truly. This research of new martial arts is not the work of a day, it needs a gradual approach. We should have daily in-depth exchanges and even spar, to gradually find inspiration and identify our flaws, so we can patch up and improve...

Jiang Dali pondered, stood tall, and looked far into the mist-shrouded green, laughing with emotion, "After performing a thousand pieces, one understands sound; after seeing a thousand swords, one understands a weapon.

In martial arts, it truly cannot be rushed.

This year I’ve advanced rapidly, my strength soaring, but I indeed took steps too quickly, becoming impatient, and thus overlooked much scenery and inspiration. It’s best to have leisurely talks in the future..."

At this moment, the soft zither music seemed to transform into countless water sounds, echoing by the lakeside, like thousands of raindrops falling from the sky, cleansing and calming the spirit.

Murong Qingqing smiled while playing the zither, singing softly, "Calmly let go, smile at all things, only hear the fragrance of flowers filling the windows.

Flourishing flowers, full moon, ever-flowing water, when the heart is full of flowers, every moment is complete..."

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