Outside the thatched cottage, Boss Gao and the others were stunned, their eyes wide open at the sight of a human-shaped hole in the wall of the house, caused by soone breaking through.
Kou Zhong, holding the Heavenly Sword, chuckled bitterly, "The village chief always prefers the unconventional route. But before he went in, he took the saber from my hands. I guess that was his way of telling not to follow."
Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, supporting his chin with his hand, "Martial Artists usually set up ambushes at the entrance. By avoiding the main door, he’s less likely to be ambushed."
Wang Yuyan frowned, "Could anyone really ambush this slly guy? His muscles are as hard as rocks, no, even harder than rocks. Even if a cold blade were to strike him, it would probably just chip."
After their discussion, they turned toward the silent and seemingly wise Boss Gao.
Lu Xiaofeng chuckled softly, pointing to his clean eye sockets, "I’ve clashed with this fellow many tis along the way. Now, even if there’s a fight inside, I don’t want to join the crowd."
"The area of this thatched cottage is quite large, but its structure isn’t very solid. If a real battle breaks out, one burst of energy from the village chief could bring the whole thing down. It hardly matters whether we go in or not."
Kou Zhong shook his head, dismissing the idea of entering.
As the saying goes in the Martial World—avoid entering forests without knowledge.
It’s better not to dive headlong into this unknown thatched house and to keep so people outside for support.
However, everyone believed that with Jiang Dali’s strength, if there really were any danger he couldn’t handle, whether they entered or stayed outside, it really wouldn’t matter much; they couldn’t provide much help.
At that mont, inside the cottage.
Three pairs of eyes t in the darkness.
One gaze was as cold and calm as water, with a trace of demonic craziness hidden within its depths.
The other gaze was deep and distant, now carrying a hint of solemnity and anger.
Jiang Dali’s gaze was icy and indifferent, his lips curled into a peculiar smile. He first looked at Ding Peng, nodding slightly as a greeting, before turning to the youth standing beside, holding an ancient sword, his lips curving slightly, "Flower-Washing Sword Sect’s Third Young Master, Xiao Qiushui?"
The young man’s gaze beca stern, "Indeed, you must be the Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali? The one who killed Li Chenzhou?"
Jiang Dali flicked his fingers on the golden-backed great saber he held, emanating a clanging sound, his eyes sparking as he spoke, "There should be nobody in the Martial World ignorant enough to dare use the na of Black Wind Village Chief."
Xiao Qiushui snorted coldly, "It’s not ’by chance’ you found this place."
Jiang Dali, "Of course, but that’s not important. I knew you were looking for , so I ca to you first, since the village chief here is very busy and rarely stays in one place for long. I was afraid you’d spend half your life looking for ."
Xiao Qiushui chuckled softly, "Are you afraid that if I can’t find you, I’ll just kill the band of mountain bandits in your village to rid the people of a nace?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Jiang Dali laughed mockingly, "A Hero able to say such a black-and-white statent really is cheap."
Xiao Qiushui angrily retorted, "What did you say?"
Jiang Dali’s eyelids flickered slightly, "The Black Wind Village is well known in Hui Prefecture. The local people support us more than they trust the Song State Governnt. Do you know why?"
Xiao Qiushui’s eyes widened, about to rebuke that it wasn’t possible, then suddenly thought of Yue Fei who had been repeatedly frad by treacherous officials, and he involuntarily held back his words.
Even his heart wavered at that mont.
It wasn’t that he believed Black Wind Village truly had the people’s support, but that he was considerably disillusioned with the Song State Governnt.
With treacherous courtiers dominating the Song Dynasty Court, many governnt agencies were utterly corrupt to the core.
If not for loyal patriots like Yue Fei still holding out, the Song Country would have already been conquered by the Golden Country.
"You’ve not refuted, which ans you understand too."
Jiang Dali looked at Xiao Qiushui with a faint smile, "Now let’s talk about our own business. Why are you looking for ? Is it because I killed Li Chenzhou, the Gang Leader of the Power Gang?"
Xiao Qiushui inhaled sharply, nodding, "Indeed."
Jiang Dali’s eyes flashed, "As I know, in earlier years, your father’s Flower-Washing Sword Sect got involved in the battle between good and evil for the ’Heroic Order of the World’ and ended up surrounded by the Power Gang’s elite. Your father, Xiao Xilou, and others from the Xiao Family fought bravely and died, leaving only you alive.
Your life’s mission of vengeance, isn’t it to annihilate the Power Gang?
Since I helped you by wiping out the Power Gang, I am actually your benefactor. Why aren’t you bowing and kowtowing to thank , calling your savior, instead of bearing a grudge and troubling on behalf of Li Chenzhou?"
"Ugh!"
Xiao Qiushui snorted coldly, and his expression gradually beca complex as he spoke in a deep voice, "I once had dealings with Li Gang Leader for a period, and he is a person like . I want to dismantle the Power Gang, but I am more interested in supporting the Song Country.
Li Gang Leader and I later found ourselves unexpectedly aligned; I considered him both an enemy and a friend.
Another reason is that his father is Yan Kuangtu.
I have been guided by Hero Yan on nurous occasions, and though we have no formal master-disciple relation, I already regard him as a sort of half-master."
With that, Xiao Qiushui paused, his gaze intensively fixed on Jiang Dali, "But what has really made resolutely decide to find you is the rumor that your Black Wind Village engages in all sorts of evil, wreaking havoc on the Song Country!"
"Ha ha ha ha, what a claim of engaging in all sorts of evil, wreaking havoc on the Song Country."
Jiang Dali laughed heartily, carefree, "It’s said that the Song Dynasty Court is ruled by treacherous officials, and even if it weren’t, what if I, the village chief, wreak havoc? Does that concern you, Xiao Qiushui?"
Xiao Qiushui’s eyes turned slightly cold, "It seems that today a battle between us is inevitable."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ancient Sword Long Song trembled lightly behind him with a low hum.
A faint Sword Intent that rged seamlessly with nature, becoming one with heaven and earth, began to rise up from him.
Jiang Dali spoke calmly, "Xiao Qiushui, I did not co here today to kill you, you better control yourself and not force to kill you."
Xiao Qiushui’s gaze sharpened, his face twitching slightly.
On the side, Ding Peng, who had been silent all along, couldn’t help but show a hint of amusent, finding the situation interesting.
Although he predicted that Xiao Qiushui likely wasn’t a match for the current Black Wind Village Chief.
But how could Xiao Qiushui restrain himself from taking action, given the extre insult in the village chief’s words?
"Even if you have stepped into the Heavenly Human Realm before , you should not be so arrogant. Even if I cannot defeat you today, you may not necessarily be able to kill ."
Xiao Qiushui spoke coldly as he grasped the Ancient Sword behind him.
Jiang Dali shook his head with a mocking smile, suddenly stepping forward, folding the Golden-Backed Great Saber in his arms, and positioning himself at the start of the long corridor.
His movent, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, suddenly stirred up ripples and waves.
The terrifying Qi chanisms densely filling the room were disrupted, causing Ding Peng and Xiao Qiushui’s originally calm Qi chanisms to instantly stir.
In an instant, both n’s eyes burst with sharpness, like four electric torches striking Jiang Dali from two different directions.
Any Martial World people not in the Heavenly Human Realm would likely be knocked unconscious by the terrifying impact of their Divine Intent if subjected to such gaze.
However, the air around Jiang Dali suddenly distorted, a strange, cold breath ford a shadow from his head that spread in an instant and then contracted, cold and vast thoughts colliding with the gaze of the two n.
The whole room was instantly filled with rising dust as if an invisible flow of air violently collided, layering and interweaving continuously.
"Two Zhang of Heaven and Earth Power? Yin God Second Level?!"
Ding Peng’s eyes narrowed, his gaze bursting with sharp brilliance.
Xiao Qiushui was equally shocked.
Under the provocation of their Qi chanisms, they could hardly restrain themselves from attacking the recklessly arrogant Jiang Dali on the spot.
However, realizing the strength of Jiang Dali’s Yin God, Xiao Qiushui’s hand whitened as he gripped the sword hilt, his eyes piercing, yet he did not draw his sword imdiately.
Jiang Dali’s gaze intensely focused on the long corridor opposite, casually saying, "Xiao Qiushui, you have ingested the ’Infinite Immortal Pill’ left by Yan Kuangtu, received Martial Arts and power from eight masters of various sects, several of whom are on par with Zhu Xiawu, and you have even mastered the ’Forget Love Heaven Book’ that every Martial Artist dreams of.
You indeed have been fortunate, possessing what many in the Martial World dream but cannot obtain.
Such fortune, you should cherish it well.
I am here to see you today, not to take your life for such aningless and limited matters, but to propose a significant collaboration concerning the whole world."
"What? You want to collaborate with ?"
Xiao Qiushui’s expression changed, and he coldly asked, "Are you also after the Heroic Order of the World? How do you know I have this token?"
"Heh heh heh, the Heroic Order of the World?"
Jiang Dali scoffed disdainfully, "Such a thing that can only command the idiots of the world, enticing fools everywhere, what use is it to , the village chief?"
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