"Puhaha, well done, well done, do these so-called righteous old turkeys really think we’re fools? Us Eight Desolate disciples do accept tasks, but we look at the task rewards and difficulty first. This ’righteous public enemy’ task is completely out of proportion with its difficulty and reward; whoever takes it is an idiot. Look at their miserable state now, and they haven’t even seen the Black Wind Village Chief yet they’re already in such a sorry state."
"Is this called miserable? It’s a deep-seated hatred of the Song Country’s people against those who insult the Song heroes!
You see these self-proclaid reputable sects like Shaolin and Ei, accustod to acting like governnt officials in the Mixed Martial Arts World, now they’re ddling with the Song heroes, isn’t this just inviting trouble?"
"Forget it! I was doing pretty well as a secondary occupation Eight Desolate disciple in Shaolin, and then out of nowhere, I’m asked to betray the Eight Desolate Alliance, is that possible? It’s impossible!
We Eight Desolate disciples all have high moral integrity and are loyal to our Grandmaster. How could we be traitors? I’d rather not be a Shaolin Monk, and choose the bandit title Baldie to go have fun with won in the mountains."
"The above master is frank, I’m from Kunlun and just left my sect today. In Yangzhou Zanhua Building, I and so brothers who also left our sect on the sa day are drinking together. Master, if you’re interested, co to Yangzhou Zanhua Building and join us, I’ll host and we can listen to tunes and see beauties together!"
"Why are all the warriors leaving their sects so carefree? After leaving their sect, how will they improve the martial arts they’ve learned with so much hardship?"
"Above, you must be new to the Martial World, right? Now everyone knows — all martial arts co from Black Wind, any product from the Mountain Village is premium. Previously, as an Eight Desolate disciple, I wanted to secretly learn advanced martial arts from Black Wind Village, but now that the facade is torn, I’ll just go directly and learn, nothing to be worried about!
Forget it, I’ll hurry up and ride to Yangzhou Zanhua Building too. Eight Desolate disciples transitioning to Black Wind Village disciples get a 30% discount, seeing beauties makes happy."
On the Jianghu Forum, while many players are laughing, so Eight Desolate disciples from Shaolin, Kunlun, Tang Sect, and Sanmao Palace, who also left their sect on the sa day, are very active on the front lines, jubilant with joy, celebrating no longer being underground mbers, and transitioning to formal mbers of Black Wind Village.
Those Black Wind Village Players posting live videos feel more delighted and entertained seeing the forum activity.
Li Jianfeng wipes away the strand of hair soaking wet on his forehead, and seeing the villagers’ farce about to co to an end, he raises his hand to announce the next command directive.
A mountain village player excitedly brings a few simple villagers in quickly from outside the mountain, reporting to Li Jianfeng, "Boss, the supplies for the villagers are almost running out, they are here to collect more."
The few simple villagers eagerly chi in.
"Yes, Boss, the rotten eggs are all used up, and we can’t think of smashing the good eggs on them, it’s such a waste of food."
"Exactly! Not a single good one should be eaten by them. If it wasn’t for the village’s manure being used for fertilizer early morning, I’d definitely give them a scoop."
"Boss, give us more rotten eggs."
A few mountain bandit players almost burst into pig-like laughter, remarking that the villagers born near the bandit hideout are overly hospitable.
Li Jianfeng chuckles, shaking his head, and tells the few simple villagers, "Fellow villagers, the welco event is about over, and we’ve run out of rotten eggs from our village. Next, we’ll really have a showdown with them, you should retreat quickly."
One villager disappointingly asks, "Can you offer other supplies? We saw soone threw a dark object from the mountain village, and it blew up a rock in an instant, that’s a good thing."
Li Jianfeng’s face twitches, awkwardly laughing, "That’s Thunder Fire, very powerful and dangerous, not suitable."
Another villager argues, "How is it not suitable? Our Black Wind King said as long as it’s within a reasonable scope, then it can be provided to us."
The players look at each other.
These villagers really are fierce, worthy of being born near Black Wind Village, naturally having the potential to beco mountain bandits.
Can Thunder Fire be called within a reasonable range of supplies?
The thing is even scarce in the Mountain Village, smashing it over there would probably blow up quite a few people from the Six Great Sects like fried fish.
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The torrential rain pours down, making Six Great Sects’ people almost unable to open their eyes, and they can hear shocking curses from outside the forest, feeling their faces and bodies sticky with rotten egg liquid and stench.
However, now after retreating into the forest, those villagers who were scarier than an army no longer pursued, the masters from Six Great Sects all sigh in relief, feeling it’s more terrifying than a life-and-death battle with hundreds of top Martial Arts experts, simply unbearable.
"The Black Wind Village Chief deceives so many foolish people to defend him, this is stabbing with a soft knife, coercing us so we can’t go to his mountain for trouble."
One of the Seven Sons of Kunlun looks angry, angrily shouts, shakes off the vegetable leaves with Qi Force.
"Amitabha!"
Xuan Ji quietly recites, "This also shows that the Black Wind Village Chief fears the strength of our Righteous Alliance, thus sending these powerless villagers to block us. He’s already scared, the saying ’evil does not prevail against good’ holds, as long as we insist on climbing the mountain, he will beco more terrified."
Everyone nearby brightens up, highly agrees, yet suddenly many have ominous instincts.
"Hehehe, you righteous folks, really love putting a gold plaque on your faces! The grand Black Wind Village Chief isn’t afraid of your hypocratic rabble."
A soft, deep voice suddenly echoes through the forest, changing everyone’s expression.
"Witch Wan Wan!?"
Master Mie Jue’s face darkens, coldly shouting.
Wan Wan’s sweet voice cos from the west, "I am the new Queen Yin now, not yesterday’s witch. Do you righteous folks also want to kill today?"
Though her tone is gentle, her deanor evidently shows great resentnt against the righteous crowd.
The masters within the forest are all serious, focusing their powers in their ears, monitoring all directions but unable to locate her exact position, each feeling eerily unexplainable.
It seems like Wan Wan can manifest into thousands, existing in different places around the forest, talking to them from diverse positions.
Such is the uncanny Heavenly Demon Skill from the Heavenly Demon Secret.
While the Black Wind Village Chief is already terrifying, with this witch aiding him, the devil’s fla is truly blazing.
When the Six Sects feel heavy-hearted, a figure diagonally leaps into the forest amid thunder and rain, a srizing bell sound accompanies laughter, causing many with lower power to lose concentration.
At the sa ti, frightful killing intent arises from light-dark contrast within the forest, several falling raindrops seem to instantly transform into weapons, violently piercing towards the Six Sects.
The apricot grove killing formation unfolds, and the sedan chair carrying the King of Freedom finally arrives at the mountain base path beneath the Black Wind Village Chief Mountain Village amidst the storm.
On the mountain path, Black Wind Village’s mountain bandits are already standing in two rows, wearing straw raincoats and hats, standing straight like soldiers under the storm, their iron-like faces coldly eyeing the sedan in the rain, neither welcoming nor obstructing...
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(Seeking monthly tickets! Didn’t make the monthly ticket requests this morning, but I still wrote a bit more! I’m being self-disciplined!)
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