Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 197: 172~173: Sun and Moon Golden Bell Shield, dedicated to Dongfang (extra Chapter for Hall Master Weixian and Young Master)

Five Poison Sect.

In the depths of the Poison Forest, a figure with an exceedingly pale complexion suddenly appeared and resurrected at the Resurrection Point in the earth god temple.

This person’s gaze first showed confusion and listlessness, then swiftly turned into one of extreme coldness and distortion.

”Black Wind... Village Chief!!”

Wu Lei’s countenance was overcast; he only felt as if his mind had forgotten some of the Martial Arts that he had painstakingly studied and learned, with a piercing headache as if someone had viciously hammered his head.

The feeling of weakness after death was even more intense and painful compared to that of ordinary Players who had not delved deeply into Martial Arts.

He quickly opened his status panel to check.

Indeed, the Martial Arts he had diligently cultivated had all fallen by one Realm.

Among them, the ”Basic Needle Technique” and ”Needle Transfer Skill” from the Sunflower Treasure Book, which he had originally cultivated to the sixth Realm, had fallen directly by three Realms, becoming the third Realm of slight success.

Upon seeing such results, Wu Lei’s facial muscles twitched violently, and his expression was one of agony.

”Two years!! Do you know what these two years have been like for me?”

”Now everything has gone to waste, and I’m back to where I was a year and a half ago!”

Wu Lei gritted his teeth and gasped for breath, his eyes reddening in bursts.

The incomplete Sunflower Treasure Book lacks the true mental methods.

Although it is possible to cultivate through the method of taking medicine and Alchemy, self-castration is actually not necessary.

Because without the true Internal Cultivation Methods, one cannot cultivate the Sunflower True Qi, and self-castration is not very meaningful.

However, this incomplete Sunflower technique—the Basic Needle Technique and the Needle Transfer Skill—can be cultivated in conjunction with certain special light body and speed enhancing Cultivation Techniques without self-castration. One will not deviate to Devilish paths due to not cultivating the Sunflower True Qi without self-castration.

But the true power of such an incomplete Cultivation Technique is naturally far less than that of the complete version of the cultivated Sunflower True Qi, and in terms of attacking speed and mobility, there is a significant difference.

Furthermore, once dead, the Cultivation Realm of the technique could randomly fall by two to three Realms.

Wu Lei had previously died unexpectedly when he had cultivated to the third Realm.

At that time, his incomplete Sunflower technique directly fell by two Realms.

Therefore, he was particularly resistant and fearful of death.

Additionally, with the families’ research into Mixed Martial Arts over the years, a very few individuals within the families who were extremely obsessed with Martial Arts actually cultivated Martial Arts in their own worlds.

This discovery also caused Wu Lei’s attitude towards death and Martial Arts to undergo a drastic reversal and change.

Over these two years, he had also, according to the methods provided by the families, painstakingly studied the incomplete Sunflower he had learned, gradually realizing there were indeed some peculiarities.

However, disaster can be a hidden blessing.

The more deeply a Player studied Martial Arts, the clearer they were that they could no longer treat themselves as mere Players and could not approach Mixed Martial Arts with a purely casual mindset.

Otherwise, should they play too hard and truly die, the loss would not be simply the data reflected on the panel, but also the loss of Martial Arts insights and memories.

It seems to be a flaw in the device that their own worlds had arranged for the Players to transmigrate with their consciousness and souls. Ordinary Players simply could not perceive the deeper punishment after death.

”This time I was careless... If I want to restore my strength to its peak in a short time, I must obtain the complete Sunflower Treasure Book and then practice after self-castration.”

Wu Lei took a deep breath, his face darkened, and he opened the Jianghu Forum on the spot.

He opened a locked thread and entered to look at it.

”Wu Lei, what’s the situation at Heimu Cliff now? Does the treasure house have a copy of the Absorption Star Technique and other secret Martial Arts manuals? And also the formula for the Three Corpses Brain God Pill.”

A new post caught his eye.

Wu Lei’s delicate fist clenched, and he replied to the post.

”Failed.”

Immediately after, he posted the scene of the battle between Jiang Dali and Ren Woxing at the top of Heimu Cliff.

And then he added a line, ”The Black Wind Village Chief is suspected to know the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Even if he doesn’t know the complete Palm Technique, he might still know several moves.”

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Inside the treasure house of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect.

A shrill whistling sound pierced the air.

Various Hidden Weapons glinted coldly in the dim light.

Like locusts, they concentrated and shot at Jiang Dali from multiple different angles, densely packed.

Jiang Dali drew his sword, and amidst the dazzling Golden Light, his Sword Light whirled round, vibrating out concentric circles of light.

In an instant, amid the clinking sounds, the Hidden Weapons were sent swirling and ricocheting all around, a rather astonishing sight.

Even those few that broke through the Sword Light and neared him were slowed down by the outburst of the Nine Yang Marrying Robe Divine Skill’s Inner Qi emanating from his body. When they eventually hit him, they merely managed to tear his clothing; they were of no concern against his thick skin and musculature.

As the momentum of the Hidden Weapons waned,

Jiang Dali leaped and instantly crossed a distance of fifteen meters, diving into the doorway of an iron gate that had barely fallen.

However, before he could steady himself, another rustling noise arose, and suddenly, a cloud-like object loomed overhead.

Jiang Dali instantly swung his sword to strike, only realizing upon contact that it was a series of rope nets, both soft and entangling, and laced with glinting blades.

”What a hassle!”

Jiang Dali let out a low shout.

With a forceful swing of the sword like a Tornado Sweeping Thousands of Army at high speed, his Sword Light burst forth, scattering broken ropes and remnants.

The astonishing Sword Light and Sword Qi enveloped every inch of space around his body, like a tornadic blade, impenetrable within a distance of fifteen meters.

But as one wave subsided, another rose.

The ground tiles suddenly loosened underneath him, making thunderous opening sounds, and the ground collapsed into a pit.

Below the pit were spear-like tridents pointing straight upward.

Any person falling in would likely be left continuously bleeding to death.