Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Splash—Splash—

The boatman rowed swiftly, the double oars like the wings of wild geese in the sky.

The aged boatman held the rudder, singing ballads, while his young granddaughter lightly touched the water surface with a pole at the rear of the boat.

The water shimmered with light.

The boat, like a swan gliding downstream, floated away gently.

Jiang Dali leaned on the rear deck, with the golden broadsword lying casually beside him.

The conical hat on his face shaded him from a patch of sunlight.

Breathing in the moist air around him, he felt the curious yet timid gaze of the girl behind him and couldn’t help but curve his lips into a smile.

This familiar sensation of the Martial World was quite nostalgic.

He reminisced about the past.

He reminisced about the old days.

And he started to recall some interesting figures of the Martial World.

Similarly, a boatman’s daughter, Zhou Zhiruo, originally a beautiful and gentle girl, eventually became tough and strong under the harsh realities, turning ruthless in the process.

And in the Martial World, countless boatman’s daughters, unknown and humble, eked out a living on simple meals, leading ordinary lifetimes.

Less than an hour later.

The boat reached the shore.

Jiang Dali left behind the silhouette of his broad, robust figure with a back-carrying sword and disappeared into the thoughtful gaze of the boatman puffing on his dry pipe.

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Moving the Big Dipper over the Southern Stars, both hands lifting the sun and the moon.

Seven days later.

Beneath Kunlun Mountain, the morning fog was dense.

A breeze passed, and from the horizon, a light mist rolled in, quickly thickening, layer by layer like gray cotton, enveloping a man and his horse.

The man was a stout figure carrying a broadsword and a wine jug, his robust body under a black cloak seemed cast from steel, his eyes bright and fierce like lightning bolts, intimidating anyone from looking him directly in the eye.

The horse was a glossy, brown-haired steed from Da Wan, capable of traveling eight hundred li in a day.

Riding this renowned steed from Da Wan, Jiang Dali purchased two ordinary horses along the way and traveled through day and night.

Thus, he traveled from Weizhou to the Western Region Kunlun in merely seven days.

Now, gazing at the vast expanse of the Kunlun Mountain Range with its majestic and rolling peaks, resembling dragons and tigers in repose, he couldn’t help feeling awe.

”Kunlun, Kunlun... I wonder which sects and hidden experts are in the Kunlun Mountain Range at this time?

However, no matter what, the Yitian storyline is now gradually unfolding, and Dou Dajin will likely soon take on Yin Susu’s task.

Therefore, the Zhu family must still be in Kunlun, and I need to determine the location of Zhuwu Linked Rings first so I can slowly figure out the spot where Zhang Wuji was forced to leap off the cliff.”

Thinking of this made Jiang Dali’s head ache.

The Kunlun Mountain Range isn’t just one mountain; it’s vast.

Even if I could ascertain the location of Zhuwu Linked Rings, and then narrow down the area to one mountain, finding the hidden cave that holds the Nine Yang Divine Skill won’t be easy.

”However, Zhang Wuji fell off a cliff and found the Nine Yang Divine Skill in a hidden cave within a valley, after encountering the White Ape.

Thus, after pinpointing the Zhu family’s location, I just need to search for the valley to significantly reduce the search area.

But, being the notorious mountain bandit boss that I am, rashly entering the territories of these reputable sects could easily lead to attacks.”

Pondering this, Jiang Dali continued to ride towards the Kunlun Mountain Range.

At the same time, he opened the Jianghu Forum and started searching for posts about Kunlun.

If there were players born near Kunlun, it would be great to utilize these players’ help to find a general location, saving much effort.

Soon, on the Jianghu Forum, Jiang Dali located several posts by players concerning Kunlun.

They mentioned the Kunlun Sect; many players born in Kunlun were keen on joining the Kunlun Sect, unlike other sects which went unmentioned.

And indeed, to this day, one or two players have already joined the Kunlun Sect, leading many nearby players.

”It seems, the most famous and appealing to players around here is still the Kunlun Sect, much like it was in the past.

Other hidden sects haven’t opened yet, and the current Sect Leader of the Kunlun Sect should still be He Taichong.”

Jiang Dali thought it over and found a location near Kunlun frequented daily by players, immediately he rode his horse there.

Little Si Yue was a peripheral member of the gold farming team for the Bloodthirsty Guild, somewhat handsome, though in this real world, looks couldn’t replace money, the powerful ones were the bosses,

and now he was gold farming for them.

Yet, as a professional player who had obtained the privilege of internal testing, although he was responsible for farming gold, he was quite skilled himself.

With a professional instinct superior to others, he triggered the Kunlun Sect entry quest half a month ago, which earned him the recognition of the senior guild officials.

Recently, to help a few senior guild members complete the entry quest, Little Si Yue’s gold farming team had also joined the support group.

Now, the entry quest had progressed to the final stage—eliminating the Kunlun traitor Wan Chen.

This stage of the quest was extremely difficult.

For Wan Chen was a legitimate Gathering Power Realm miniboss.

Among all the players in Kunlun, only two officially joined and reached the Gathering Power Realm.

Moreover, even those two experts, when fighting alone, had great difficulty defeating the miniboss Wan Chen.

Thus, the Bloodthirsty Guild was in an awkward situation.

Even if they wanted to find those two Kunlun players to help, they were confined after joining and couldn’t leave the mountain for a month.

As a result, the Bloodthirsty Guild could only rely on swarming tactics to try to kill Wan Chen.

Unfortunately, NPCs in this world weren’t fools.

Too many players and he would simply run away.

Relying on sheer numbers to overwhelm Wan Chen wasn’t practical.

That day, as usual, the Bloodthirsty Guild harassed Wan Chen.

This time, the guild brought a lot of lime powder, planning to resort to dirty tricks by sending Little Si Yue and other expendable gold farming team members to fight up close.

The battle went very smoothly.

Wan Chen, although vigilant, was still pelted by the relentless offensive of the players and got lime powder all over his face.

Seizing the opportunity, the Bloodthirsty Guild pressed the attack aggressively.

However, these players were completely unaware that Martial Arts Experts typically knew a skill called ”Listening Wind Positioning.”

Wan Chen happened to know it, so despite his eyes being injured by lime powder, he still slaughtered left and right, defeating a bunch of players who fled in utter disarray while he took the chance to rapidly break through and escape.

”Fuck! This mission is just impossible to complete! This Gathering Power Realm miniboss is too strong.”

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”This Martial World isn’t for ordinary people. So many of us using lime powder and attacking together, and we only reduced Wan Chen’s Qi-Blood by a fifth, and more than a dozen of us died, it’s too hard.”

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”It seems that in the short term, this entry mission for the Kunlun Sect is very difficult for us to complete, let’s think of another plan.”

A group of Bloodthirsty Guild players watched as Wan Chen, using Qinggong and moving as swiftly as grass flying, swiftly disappeared in the distance, feeling very frustrated with mixed emotions.

Suddenly, just then, they all stunned to see a big man wearing a hat riding a horse coming from a distance, appearing right in front of Wan Chen.

This unexpected arrival was naturally Jiang Dali.

He had just ridden up to this spot and saw the lime-covered Wan Chen desperately running toward him, and noticing a group of players not far away, his eyes lit up.

”Could this person be the Gathering Power Realm miniboss Wan Chen that the players mentioned on the forum?”

”Who dares to block my way? Get the hell out of here!”

Just then, Wan Chen, blinded, sensed Jiang Dali approaching on horseback and roared fiercely as he leaped up, his fingers extending and contracting, his tendons bulging ferociously as he clawed towards Jiang Dali.

”Be careful!”

The Bloodthirsty Guild players in the distance couldn’t help but shout out.

Jiang Dali, however, kept his horse moving, a slight smile on his lips, suddenly his palm slashed out, making a piercing sound, his arm whipping like a scythe cutting through wheat, striking at the approaching fingers of Wan Chen.

This was the Autumn Harvest Scythe Palm, a particularly lethal move from the Eight-direction Palm.

Emerging like the joyous rice stalks in an autumn harvest field, yet effortlessly cutting away a swath in a single sweep.

Wan Chen sensed the danger and his body hair stood on end as he hurriedly tried to change his move and cried out.

”What expert is this? Let’s talk!”