Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

”Shishi, while I am not in the Sect, you will take my place and issue orders, remember my instructions,” Dongfang Bubai instructed the gentle woman who looked about seventy percent similar to Him, probably up to ninety after makeup.

The gentle woman was just about to nod when Dongfang Bubai reached out and touched her lips with a finger, smiling faintly and shaking His head.

The woman immediately understood, her expression changing as her gentle demeanor vanished, replaced by a valiant and imposing air, with a hint of domineering spirit as her voice rasped, ”This Venerable One understands.”

Only then did Dongfang Bubai nod contentedly with a smile.

Jiang Dali, watching from the side with wide eyes, his arms crossed over his chest, clicked his tongue in amazement, wondering if he should also find himself a stand-in to act as a puppet in the Mountain Village.

But even if he wanted to, it would be incredibly hard to find someone with his physique and robust musculature under the heavens.

”Yuanfei Riyue!”

At that moment, Dongfang Bubai called out loudly with hands behind His back.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

A figure wearing wooden clogs dashed swiftly over the grass, arriving before them and kneeling, ”Sect Hierarch!”

Majestic and commanding, Dongfang Bubai issued an order, ”While I am not in the Sect, you are to heed Shishi’s commands to oversee the Divine Sect, no mercy for those who show disrespect!”

”Yes!”

Yuanfei Riyue bowed his head, stood up, and backed away a few steps before turning to leave quickly.

”Let’s go.”

Dongfang Bubai turned to Jiang Dali.

Jiang Dali snorted coldly, ”I’ve made a long trip here, and you expect me to leave empty-handed? Just when I’ve run out of drinks. The ’daughter red’ wine you have stored in the Divine Sect is quite remarkable, packing a few jars would be about right.”

Dongfang Bubai was left speechless, aware that he was unhappy about being at a disadvantage in their skirmish.

Shishi, however, let out a giggle, then quickly composed herself to maintain an imposing expression, turned, and wobbled a bit as she fetched several jars of liquor under Dongfang Bubai’s watchful eyes.

”Ha ha ha! Excellent, excellent! Let’s go!”

A cry of an eagle descended from the high sky.

Inside the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, the few fortunate Players who had joined the sect all looked at the swooping Demon Hawk, pointing and whispering amongst themselves.

”It’s coming down, it’s coming down!”

”Ah, and back up again!”

”Can you see if there’s someone on the back of that eagle?”

”It looks like there’s someone, but it’s too far to make out how many.”

”Ah, why even wonder? Our gorgeous Sect Hierarch has definitely been taken away by the Black Wind Village Chief, that bandit. Damn it, I’ve been with the Divine Sect for over a month now, and have yet to see the Sect Hierarch in person.”

”You see that giant eagle in the sky, it even has a mate now. Not only did the Black Wind Village Chief solve his own problems, but he also found a mate for that big bird of his; he’s got quite the knack for finding things.”

”What do you mean ’found?’ Considering this person’s character, that big bird was probably snatched up from somewhere. The Black Wind Village Chief never likes things handed to him; he prefers to take by force, twisting dry cucumbers to quench his thirst!”

With envious, jealous, and resentful gazes escorting them, the two giant birds spread their wings and flew away, gradually disappearing into the blue sky and white clouds, giving off an air that the wide world was theirs for the enjoying.

”Ha!—What fine wine, what fine wine! The wish for twenty years in the cellar, seeping into the bones six distinct tastes, how does it compare to getting drunk at a thousand banquets... This ’daughter red’ is truly remarkable, ha ha ha!”

High in the sky, in the strong wind, the fragrance of wine filled the air as Jiang Dali belched out the alcohol and laughed aloud.

The spilt wine drifted with the wind, glistening at the corners of his mouth, amidst his wildly dancing long hair, chilled and free-flowing...

Next to him, Dongfang Bubai stood firmly, also drinking with contentment, as if reuniting with an old friend, His heart brimming with joy.

As for the unpleasant Duan Zhengchun, he had long since been knocked unconscious by the shock and was bundled behind the seat to continue his slumber.

After three rounds of drinks.

Jiang Dali, now slightly intoxicated, said, ”You just told me to fly south, but where exactly in which province is the Feng Clan located? Why don’t you specify?”

Resting leisurely, Dongfang Bubai replied, ”Two thousand li away in Qing Province.”

”Qing Province.”

Jiang Dali was taken aback, ”That’s quite distant!”

He nodded lightly.

After flying for half a day, they landed near a town close to Yunnan.

Li Qingluo, who had been contacted earlier, had personally arrived with a team to greet them.

Seeing that Jiang Dali had indeed brought Duan Zhengchun, she was overjoyed.

Yet, she maintained a cold and haughty demeanor, had her people take Duan Zhengchun away, and then bowed respectfully to Jiang Dali.

”I greatly thank the Village Chief for capturing this faithless man. Here is Mandala Flower Brew and Mandala Spirit Pills, meticulously crafted by our Manduo Villa. Please accept them, Village Chief!”

Jiang Dali casually grabbed the items Li Qingluo offered with a swish of his Qi Force.

After weighing them in his hands,

He was about to inquire about her progress in recruiting personnel for gathering information from the network.

But on second thought, with Dongfang Bubai still present, he decided to hold his tongue.

Even though Dongfang Bubai was his ally,

The Manduo Villa was one of Jiang Dali’s secret moves—a card he played in the dark and intended to keep hidden from everyone but himself.

”Just like how many secret agents the Sun and Moon Divine Sect has now and why there are connections with the people of Japan, Dongfang Bubai hasn’t told him about these either.”

Both parties keep their own secrets and private spaces, not probing into each other’s affairs, which is the best way to get along.

As for the transaction at hand, it won’t reveal too much information.

After bidding farewell to Li Qingluo, Jiang Dali and Dongfang Bubai continued on their way.

Along the way, he saw the vast amount of Cultivation Points and Potential Points contributed by the Mountain Village Players who incessantly studied the unique Martial Arts of the village.

Without hesitation, Jiang Dali spent over thirty thousand Cultivation Points and more than fifty thousand Potential Points in one go, boosting techniques like ”Sky Rain,” ”Eight Steps to Catch a Cicada,” including ”Golden Body Skill,” ”Bone Shrinking Skill,” ”Wild Goose Formation,” ”Gecko Wall Climbing,” ”Thirteen Grand Protectors Training,” and many other Mortal Rank and Human Rank Cultivation Techniques straight to the 9th Realm.

With so many techniques leveled up simultaneously,

there was an immediate fierce fluctuation in Jiang Dali’s aura, startling Dongfang Bubai, who was resting with a palm to his forehead, to turn his gaze with knitted brows in surprise towards the imposing man sitting firmly, whose Qi-Blood surged mightily like rivers and seas, narrowing his eyes with a light flicker, lost in thought.

After such a ferocious improvement,

Jiang Dali had completely used up his accumulated Cultivation Points and Potential Points to the point where even his head felt empty after coming back to his senses.

Having collided and sorted through countless bits of information just now, he felt as if he had entered Saint Mode, wanting to think of nothing at all.

He just wished to empty his mind and keep zoning out, hoping this state would continue indefinitely.

This state made him deeply realize that Cultivation Points and Potential Points are not omnipotent.

At least to someone like him, who has both an NPC template and a real existence that has been reborn in the Mixed Martial Arts World, Cultivation Points and Potential Points are not an omnipotent ’cheat code’ that can boost Martial Arts anytime.

Because such rapid and instantaneous improvements in Martial Arts are actually the result of burning Cultivation Points and Potential Points to harness a force akin to the rules of heaven and earth, instantly helping him mobilize all the accumulated Martial Arts theories in his mind and integrating them into the most rational ”answer.”

Then this ”answer” rapidly ”copies” itself in his mind until it is truly imprinted, becoming his own gain, and naturally, the Martial Arts improve accordingly.

This improvement sets a high demand on the foundation and theories of Martial Arts accumulated in his mind, stemming from innumerable secret manuals he has read and countless life-and-death battles he has fought.

Applied to different Martial Arts, the outcomes vary.

”At present, using Cultivation Points and Potential Points to rapidly upgrade ordinary Heaven Rank and below Martial Arts likely poses no problem, since the foundation and theories I have gathered are sufficient.

However, if I desire to swiftly enhance self-created high-end techniques such as Mighty God Fist, Powerful Slash, and Great Strength Divine Skill, that’s clearly not yet possible...

Or rather, even if it were possible, the realm achieved through the enhancement would be a groundless edifice filled with too many hidden dangers and flaws that I have not repaired.”

Jiang Dali sat like a mountain, emptying his mind, quietly contemplating.

He was in no hurry.

Including now, if he wanted to enhance the Great Strength Divine Skill, he actually could force the enhancement.

But after the enhancement, it is very likely that more unknown problems may arise the further he cultivated, possibly preventing him from reaching the potential comparable to divine techniques like the Supreme Mysterious Scripture.

However, if he gets his hands on the ”Mysterious Skill Secret” and takes a look, he may accumulate more foundation and theories.

Then, enhancing from a higher standpoint later would greatly reduce any potential dangers, and the Divine Skill’s potential would become much greater.

Concerning both the Mighty God Fist, which is currently weaker, and Powerful Slash, the same applies—it’s not that they can’t be enhanced, but there’s no need to force the issue prematurely before adequate preparation.

Jiang Dali now profoundly felt that creating one’s Martial Arts is indeed a process requiring careful planning every step of the way, as if walking on thin ice. Without a path, one must forcibly carve out their own, with no references to follow, only personal exploration.

”So, it is really the Players who are blessed, as long as they have enough Cultivation Points and Potential Points, they can freely enhance any Martial Arts they get their hands on...

But this is devoid of soul, the true essence of Martial Arts will never be imprinted in the mind to form experience and memory, which is why after my rebirth, I had no idea about Huashan Martial Arts.

Some moves I know, indeed, but to truly use them, that’s another matter...”

Amid his contemplation, the surrounding temperature grew increasingly cold, so much so that even someone with Jiang Dali’s physique felt bone-chillingly cold.

The clouds overhead pressed down lower and lower, and the north wind roared over like an enraged lion.

Bursts of cold air entwined around him like countless cold snakes, making one’s muscles stiff and blood seem to solidify.

Even someone as powerful as Dongfang Bubai had to frown and deploy Inner Strength to resist the cold in face of such natural changes.

Jiang Dali, however, let out a loud laugh with a trace of mockery, ”Your Sunflower True Qi is inherently yin and cold, it’s useless here. Let me infuse you with a surge of Yang Gang True Energy!”

Boom!!—

Flexing his arms, Jiang Dali’s muscles, hard as steel, emitted slight red glows as an immense and fierce shield of Yang Gang True Energy spread outward, turning the chilly air around him instantly hot.

Whoosh!

He thrust out a palm, and his hand immediately tucked against Dongfang Bubai’s back, viciously injecting a fierce surge of Yang Gang True Energy into him.

Dongfang Bubai’s face flushed red instantly, with beads of sweat rapidly forming on his forehead from the heat, and he couldn’t help but hmph and flick his sleeves to push away Jiang Dali’s burly palm.

”Hahaha, what’s wrong? Can’t handle even this little bit of Yang Gang True Energy? Your body is really frail and Qi-Blood weak, isn’t it?”

Gleefully seizing the rare opportunity, Jiang Dali continued to ridicule and mock.

With a ”ing!” sound, the pricking sensation snapped sharply.

”If it’s so cold, then let’s warm up a bit more by sparring, I believe you are bored enough!”

”I am up for the challenge, who’s afraid of whom? I refuse to believe you can pierce right through me. If you can’t pierce through, then I am utterly fearless! Bring it on!!”

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(Over ten thousand words, begging for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets! I am drained! I don’t know if you are feeling it, but your voting seems pretty weak, come on, put a little more force into it!)