"The Wang Family and the Left Alliance, huh... The Left Alliance does indeed have that potential, after all, the Needle Demon Wu Lei whom I once slaughtered was one of their people.
Afterward, I had especially instructed Dongfang to take good care of this person, thus by now Wu Lei has likely fallen out of favor with the Divine Sect and temporarily vanished from the Martial World—there has been no news of him, indeed he might just plot revenge against from the shadows. Heh heh heh..."
Jiang Dali stared at the letter in his hand, lost in thought, with a hint of disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.
As for the cooperation with the Yun Family, it was Feng Ying who had sought out Jiang Dali on their behalf.
Feng Ying hoped that Jiang Dali, at an "opportune" "mont," would "coincidentally" orchestrate Feng Ying’s rescue of Tianshan Tonglao.
After which, Feng Ying could legitimately inherit the position of Palace Master of Lingjiu Palace, and as a player, beco the leader of a major sect.
Such an opportune mont naturally would be when Tianshan Tonglao had been confined for a week, and players within Lingjiu Palace could begin to compete for the leadership of the sect and thus gain the right to compete.
With the support and assistance of the Yun Family, and her own absolutely superior strength, naturally, no other player would be able to compete with her.
If any native NPCs within the group had objections, they would naturally dissipate without a trace, thoroughly convincing the crowd once she rescued Tianshan Tonglao.
However, the Tianshan Tonglao who would be rescued would have to beco a complete "puppet," only serving the purpose of being manipulated, incapable of ddling any further.
For Jiang Dali, this was but a trifling matter.
He simply needed to suck away all of Tianshan Tonglao’s power as soon as she regained her strength.
Tianshan Tonglao would naturally beco a useless puppet, and then Jiang Dali would feign rescuing such a helpless figure, thus achieving the other party’s goal.
Should this co to fruition, the Yun Family, in the ranks of major families, would naturally reap imnse benefits and resources, taking direct control of a sect.
In return, the Yun Family would also beco an ally of Black Wind Village, to assist Jiang Dali when he needed it, and provide him with ancient texts for his perusal.
But controlling the Yun Family was just one aspect of the benefits that Jiang Dali cared about.
He had a far more profound plan.
In this plan, the Yun Family would beco his most crucial chess piece, using their greed and ambition to probe out a lot of things for him, dodging many risks.
When the ti was right, he would choose to reap the benefits, and by then, the Yun Family as a chess piece could also be discarded.
He effortlessly crushed the letter in his hand.
Jiang Dali let out a long howl, summoning Demon Hawk, then called over Li Jianfeng and Ning Su to jump onto the eagle’s back, descending to the valley below with the two players.
"You possess deep luck and have entered the Cave Heaven Treasure Land of Langhuan Blessed Land. Your Cultivation Points have increased by 100 and your Potential Points by 100."
This prompt suddenly popped up on the panels of Li Jianfeng and Ning Su.
Both were taken aback, then looked with imnse joy toward the snow-covered valley below as they followed Jiang Dali off the eagle’s back.
"Behold!"
Jiang Dali pointed towards the Wuliang Jade Bi next to the waterfall.
They both looked over.
At that mont, the moonlight was cold and the moon’s reflection swayed, the light shining on the small jade and reflecting onto the Wuliang Jade Bi, instantly creating three layered shadows.
Ning Su imdiately said, "So, standing here, we get cast onto this mirror-like jade bi. All this ti, pure Chief, your cultivation here in the valley has been completely exposed to our view."
Towards the end, Ning Su realized there was an ambiguity in her words, her pretty face blushing red, and she subconsciously reached down to pinch her waist.
"This is not as simple as just a mirror-like jade bi."
Jiang Dali stood with his hands folded behind his back, his figure calm as he spoke.
As the sound of his voice fell, the three shadows that were reflected on the Wuliang Jade Bi across from them—two small, one large—the largest belonging to Jiang Dali’s Heart Shadow suddenly burst forth.
Boom!
At the very mont Jiang Dali’s Heart Shadow charged out, it roared furiously, and its palms struck out like slabs falling violently from a height.
"Jiang Dali·Heart Shadow[Gang Qi Realm]!"
Witnessing the monstrous huge black shadow’s palms striking down, Ning Su and Li Jianfeng almost cried out, their bodies tensing up like blocks of stone, their hearts sinking like muscles chilled by cold lead, limbs stiffened, unable to move.
Even their smaller shadows seed rcilessly shoved aside by the overwhelming Heart Shadow of Jiang Dali, unable to get involved.
In this instant, Ning Su and Li Jianfeng truly felt the dreadful power of their village chief, and how much courage and determination the Heartbroken Little Knife must possess to dare to strike against their village chief.
And then, Jiang Dali made his move.
With his move, he seed like a Barbarian Dragon suddenly turning over, his arm muscles bulging with veins, his palm even more bursting with an incredibly converged Qi Force, blasting the air with a trendous force and sending out a fierce airwave.
A broad palm strike flashed, and Ning Su and Li Jianfeng felt as if the air was sucked out from around them, their bodies as though hit by a fierce wind, nearly flung away.
The surging Heart Shadow, seeing this, seed to shift, its montum suddenly becoming extrely powerful.
But still unable to adapt swiftly, it was struck by Jiang Dali, who like a Barbarian Dragon, thrust out a palm.
Bang!
The enormous Heart Shadow trembled violently, forcefully shattered and crumbled apart.
BOOM!
A wave of explosive force from the rapid friction between Jiang Dali’s palm and the air continuously burst forth and spread, producing a sound like distant thunder, blasting away the other two Heart Shadows belonging to Ning Su and Li Jianfeng, instantly reducing their blood bars by half.
Ning Su and Li Jianfeng, sitting on the ground in disarray, stared dumbfounded at the front figure where the Black Cloak was fluttering, Jiang Dali slowly retracting his arms which were like stone pillars, their minds buzzing, and the sa three words flashing in their heads—Too strong!
Even that previously released Heart Shadow would have likely one-shotted them both.
And yet, it was annihilated by a single slap from their village chief.
Even the gust created by the move was enough to send the two flying; their chief was that impressive, as solid and powerful as an ox that could not only run with a horse on its back but also pull a plow across a field if tethered.
"These two Heart Shadows belonging to you, I have already injured them for you. Now go and fight them; there should be no danger to your life, but if there is and you die, then so be it."
Jiang Dali turned around and glanced at Ning Su and Li Jianfeng, offering a reminder.
Then, with a parting remark of "You guys go ahead and train for a bit," he left straight for the direction of the small grove.
Hearing this, Ning Su and Li Jianfeng were both instantly stung by the comnt.
The underlying aning of Jiang Dali’s last sentence was clearly "If you can’t even defeat the injured heart shadows, then dying is no great loss—a re trash."
But they refused to believe it.
The village chief had just killed his own heart shadow effortlessly with a single palm.
Clearly, though the heart shadow was a version of oneself, it had to be rigid and not as strong as the real one.
If the village chief could kill his own heart shadow with one palm, wouldn’t they be able to defeat their half-health heart shadows within dozens of moves, if not with one?
Swoosh, swoosh—
Together, the two charged out, drawing their swords and wielding the newly-learned Life-taking Thirteen Swords to combat their respective heart shadows.
Once they crossed swords with their heart shadows, they found themselves flustered and harried by the familiar yet ruthless sword moves, surrounded by danger, which took them by complete surprise.
The sa sword moves, when executed by the heart shadows, were even more skilled, accurate, and decisive than their own.
Moreover, the heart shadows’ grasp of spatial distance, timing, and strength with each move was incredibly precise, far superior to their own.
As a result, the two were continuously thwarted and, at first, couldn’t even gain the upper hand. Ashad and losing face, they put aside their underestimations and engaged seriously and with full force, trying to improve their use of the sword techniques.
From a distance, Jiang Dali, who had entered the grove, looked back and saw this scene, shaking his head and nodding.
The headshaking was an expression of his disappointnt in the two n’s performance.
If it had been Little Knife in their place, even if he couldn’t dominate from the start due to unfamiliarity, he wouldn’t be instantly suppressed by the heart shadow.
Because "Forget Oneself" ans exactly that—to forget oneself.
Once you’ve forgotten yourself, the heart shadow that knows oneself has no advantage, and would be overpowered by the even more exquisite saber techniques from Little Knife’s adaptable tactics, easily defeating them.
However, if the heart shadow could also enter the Forget Self Realm, that could be a different story.
His nod, however, indicated Jiang Dali’s satisfaction and approval of the two n finally calming down and attempting to improve.
A person with weak resolve couldn’t quickly regain composure and seek opportunities to improve.
Instead, they would likely falter even faster under the influence of various emotions such as doubt and sha.
Therefore, Ning Su and Li Jianfeng were indeed promising talents worth cultivating.
Judging by the ti,
Jiang Dali estimated that Ning Su and Li Jianfeng still had the fight in them and thus proceeded further into the grove, arriving before a small rock wall.
He had only ever ddled with chances related to the Wuliang Jade Bi outside of this treasure land of Langhuan Blessed Land, never truly entering it.
That is because he knew that due to changes in the Mixed Martial Arts World over the years, the statue of Fairy Sister inside the Langhuan Blessed Land had undergone strange and terrible transformations, becoming eerie and frightening.
In his previous life, One God, with the cultivation level of the Gang Qi Realm and mastering both the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Pure Yang Wuji Skill to great success, as well as reaching an earth-shattering level in the arts of Tiger Claw Hand and Beheading Blade Technique, still needed Tyrant Hall’s cooperation to dare forcefully enter Langhuan Blessed Land.
Jiang Dali weighed his own divine skills as stronger than One God at his peak in the previous life, but possibly only a notch or two stronger.
Without any help, it was uncertain whether he could make it through the forcible entry into Langhuan Blessed Land.
However, he was confident that now with his Cross Training achieving Great Success, his astonishing Qi-Blood, and his not-so-bad speed in movent techniques, being capable of fighting, enduring, and running, even if there were danger, it wouldn’t be fatal.
Imdiately, he gazed at the moon in the Western Heaven, his eyes then casting toward a large rock in front of him.
Previously, he had already ascertained the entrance to Langhuan Blessed Land, which was precisely beneath that large rock.
Now, he walked over at a leisurely pace, touching the snow-covered moss on the rock, and with a strong push, the rock slightly trembled.
The rock was as high as chest level.
If it didn’t weigh two thousand pounds, it must be at least one thousand, but when he reached out beneath the rock, he found it to be suspended over a small rock, clearly placed by soone for concealnt.
Jiang Dali casually clawed away the vines around the huge rock, and with a push, his muscles bulged.
Thud, thud—
The ground vibrated.
He directly pushed the rock to roll aside, and as it moved halfway, an entrance, about three feet tall, was revealed.
A chill breath instantly wafted out from within, cold enough to make one’s hairs stand on end.
Jiang Dali snorted coldly. His eyes in the night were like the glowing eyes of a stealthy wolf, as he powered through and pushed the cavern entrance fully open.
Then, he activated his Bone Shrinking Skill, with a series of snapping sounds throughout his body, he lowered his stature and entered, all the while keeping his vigilance up to twelve, guarding against any sudden danger inside.
Based on his understanding of the statue in Langhuan Blessed Land, if so speculations were true, this place could indeed be very dangerous.
Originally, the sculptor, Wuya Zi, seed to model the statue after Li Qiushui but, in fact, it was her sister, Li Canghai.
If that were all, it might be fine, but ancestors from a few major families in the previous life, including One God who had explored Langhuan Blessed Land, believed Li Canghai might have had so connections with the Shaolin Sweeping Monk.
Because so clues they had obtained at the ti vaguely indicated that, even though Li Canghai herself was not the mysterious Shaolin Sweeping Monk, she surely had so particular relationship with him. So analyses even suggested that the Sweeping Monk might have been Li Canghai’s husband.
Whether or not such speculation was true,
Jiang Dali, who knew just how formidable the Sweeping Monk was, dared not take any chances...
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