Jian Xiong’s eyes were almost spitting fire as he angrily scolded, "Black Wind Village Chief! Stop ssing around here. You are holding a blood sacrifice just to forge a sword; such wicked deeds will anger both gods and mortals. Your evil actions will lead to your own demise. You deserve to die!"
"Presumptuous!"
Jiang Dali raised his eyelids, and his eyes flashed sharply like a thunderbolt striking Jian Xiong’s face. The astonishing Evil Qi instantly overwheld Jian Xiong, causing his vision to blur and his breath to seize, almost scaring him to the point of losing his soul.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Li Wuji shouted decisively, activating the ntal thod "Evil Extinguishing" from the "Demon Extinguishing Three Forms." His eyes imdiately beca deep and endless, emanating a serene and tranquil Divine Qi. His inner peace was great and harmonious. With a forward sweep of his hand, ten fingers flicked in quick succession.
Suddenly, blue light flashed in the air, and Finger Strength transford into layers of astonishingly pure and harmonious Sword Qi, blasting towards Jiang Dali.
It seed to form a united sword net and Sword Array, wonderfully intricate, subtly aligning with the principles of the Five Elents.
"Demon Extinguishing Three Forms? Nothing more than this!"
Jiang Dali’s expression remained calm, as usual, his arms raised in front of his chest. Instantly, his cloak spread out behind him with a crash, making a loud noise as if it were a rapidly spinning giant shield infused with Vajra True Qi, rolling towards the oncoming Sword Qi. His left hand gently pushed Bu Jingyun to the side.
Bu Jingyun imdiately floated like a feather, flying a few ters away and landing on a soft grassy area, just outside the range of the Sword Qi’s assault. His movents were fluid as if he had done them hundreds of tis, dazzling to the eyes.
The field resounded with a strong howling sound simultaneously, and the next mont, it transford into a thunderous explosion. The Qi Force burst in all directions, shocking the many guests present, causing them to retreat.
Crash!——
Jiang Dali casually rolled his cloak back over his shoulders, letting it hang behind him as if he had not made any moves earlier.
"The Three Flowers have condensed?"
Li Wuji’s eyes flashed with a fierce glow as he stared at Jiang Dali, suppressing the urge to spill blood from his mouth and nose. With a flick of his large sleeves, he stood in front of Jian Xiong, blocking the wildly charging dissipated Qi Force and the terrifying Divine Intent impact.
Nangong Lie also quickly moved to shield Jian Xiong’s side from another direction.
Jian Xiong was already under Jiang Dali’s terrifying Evil Qi pressure, as if falling into an Ice Vault, his body cold and stiff, his ntal Will on the verge of collapse. If not for Li Wuji and Nangong Lie blocking most of Jiang Dali’s charging Divine Intent Qi Force, he would have been either dead or turned into an idiot by now.
"Black Wind Village Chief!"
Sword Demon leapt out with a flicker, shouting accusingly, "You use blood sacrifice to forge swords, and now you brazenly hurt people. Is this Sword lting and Knife Casting Conference just your one-man show? If so, why invite us here?"
As soon as these words were spoken, they gained the approval and support of many, who began to voice their agreent.
"Hahaha!"
Jiang Dali raised his head and let out a heart-shaking laugh, which made everyone present shudder. Suddenly, his laughter stopped, and he coldly stared at Sword Demon and Jian Xiong, ridiculing them, "You people, including you, Sword Demon, are all hypocrites. When the Sword Master hard so many of us to forge swords in the past, who among you spoke up?
Fine!!
Jiang Dali abruptly turned and said coldly, "Since you all accuse this village chief of holding a blood sacrifice, I’ll let you see clearly how I conduct a blood sacrifice! Afterwards, I’ll settle the score with you. Release them!"
Everyone present was stunned.
So astute disciples quickly got busy opening the sealed mountain Gate, and imdiately a barrage of unseemly curses and all sorts of surprising strange remarks ca out from inside.
"Damn it, that hurts like hell! My Black Wind Holy Yang Skill Realm is so high that my wounds heal too quickly. I just cut myself seven or eight tis to drain a few liters of blood."
"Ha! Brother, don’t be so mundane. I have thin blood and didn’t notice my control, accidentally killed myself, donated hardly any blood but died once in vain."
"Why open the door? I don’t want to go out, I want to continue donating blood! What? Soone won’t let us donate blood? Who are they to stop us? It’s my blood; how can you control whether I donate it or not."
"Damn it! I was managing to bleed quite well, now they let out. Once my wounds heal, I’ll have to cut myself again. I’m not going out!"
A group of reluctant Black Wind Village male Players were driven out of the cave, each cursing with red eyes and frustrated expressions, their blood bars seen by Jiang Dali had dropped by half.
The native guests outside, hearing these abnormal people’s words, were all dumbfounded, wanting to also say, "Damn it!"
Is this a blood sacrifice?
How is this blood sacrifice completely different from what we imagined? It’s too harmonious and beautiful!
These abnormal people actually call a blood sacrifice a blood donation?
"F...f...fuck!!"
Ying Kui Zi couldn’t hold it any longer, finally blurting it out, echoing the swearing abnormal person who had just stepped out, feeling utterly disheartened by his earlier flicker of joy.
What kind of blood sacrifice is this, it’s completely child’s play.
It’s no secret that abnormal people can be resurrected, but if the Black Wind Village Chief forcibly captured a group of abnormal people to compel a blood sacrifice, it could barely be said to be a demonic act, intolerable to the world, and everyone could resist it in words together.
But now, even a fool can see that this group of abnormal people are all voluntary, willingly "donating blood" for their own faction’s sword forging.
In this way, any further rebukes from outsiders are purely picking a fight for no reason.
Jiang Dali’s voice now blew coldly through the air like a winter wind, "Now that you’ve seen, does my village chief’s blood sacrifice satisfy you?"
Hearing this, a crowd of Players also clamored in agreent.
"I advise you people to mind your own business less, I have plenty of blood and I want to donate! Where else can you earn fifty taels of silver per liter of blood?"
"Exactly, stop being like a dog catching mice and minding other people’s business! You’re blocking our fortune, you know?"
"I think you’re just jealous. If you have the guts, you also co and donate! I offer one hundred taels!"
"Hey, be polite, they’re at least guests! I’ll offer one hundred and ten taels!"
At this mont, both Nangong Lie and Jian Xiong wore expressions of extre displeasure, feeling humiliated. Jian Xiong was particularly furious, trembling with cold rage and his inner despair.
Even a master with composure and fortitude like Li Wuji couldn’t help but feel a flash of anger due to the cold sarcasm from this group of players, thinking that he intended to help, only to find out it was just such a bunch of suicidal jokers, truly not worth it.
Jiang Dali saw their morale crushed, even their dignity trampled by the players, and chuckled quietly to himself.
However, even though he felt anger and murderous intent, he knew it wasn’t the right ti for action.
Rather than taking the initiative to scare away a group of casters, losing the public’s favor, it was better to put another bait, letting so greedy fish take a deeper bite, before catching them all in one net, capturing them completely.
In this way, he wouldn’t scare off a school of fish onlookers while securing the situation completely. This is called the Dali fishing thod; if Dali doesn’t catch the fish, he loses.
Then, he continued to speed up the process, sending a warning signal of danger to Sword Demon and others, calmly stating, "Li Wuji, Sword Demon, you people often provoke this village chief, the village chief will settle accounts with you later, but for now, lting the sword is urgent; the village chief will set aside our grievances for now.
Yu Cheng’an, continue lting the sword."
"Yes! Village Chief!"
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(Request for monthly ticket! Endured neck pain to finish it! Ah! Ti to sleep and rest!)
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