Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 891: Chapter 710-711: Returning to Truth – Primordial Spirit Skill, I Don’t Favor the Crown Prince (Monthly Ticket Bonus 3)

”Qingyi Building has collapsed for so long, he... should have retired from the Martial World by now.

Perhaps he returned to his hometown to marry his childhood sweetheart from the village? I hope so... it would be best if that’s the case...”

This is naturally the best outcome, for those in the Martial World, one can hardly control their own fate, not only in life but even in death.

Especially for an assassin, the day they leave the Martial World might be the day their enemies find them and kill them without a trace.

Thinking of such an end, Murong Qingqing felt a sourness in her nose, yet forced a smile because laughter is the best weapon to face difficulties and misfortunes.

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That night, two formerly renowned figures in the Martial World died.

One was the Demon Emperor Xiang Yutian, the other was the Sect Hierarch Shan Yuru.

When Jiang Dali saw Shan Yuru, he knew at first glance that she was already dead.

Even though she still had a breath left, it was simply to deliver it to him.

Shan Yuru only whispered eight words, ”You will die at the hands of the Divine Hou.”

After saying these eight words, her final breath dissipated, and she was truly gone.

Jiang Dali was stunned.

He initially had many things he wanted to say, all concerning the Heavenly Destiny Sect.

For he knew that this sect was not simple.

It had deep ties with the Yin Gui Sect, involved in clandestine activities supporting the ascension of dragons and had dangerous spies planted within various vassal states.

If he could control Shan Yuru, he could indirectly control the Heavenly Destiny Sect, thus leveraging their power in some vassal states to help him achieve his ambitions for domination.

Compared to the benefits of conquest, any minor grievances between them upon first meeting could be put aside for now.

Unexpectedly, Shan Yuru chose such a resolute path.

Perhaps it wasn’t so much resoluteness as self-awareness of inevitable death, prompting her to give up entirely.

But how could Shan Yuru know that Jiang Dali had in his possession a life-saving holy medicine like thousand-year-old yellow ginseng juice that could pull someone back from the Ghost Gate as long as they had a breath left?

”She died straightforwardly, but after living for seventy or eighty years, dying now doesn’t really lose out.”

While giving Jiang Dali a massage, Wan Wan sighed softly.

Jiang Dali furrowed his brows and said, ”From what she said, it seems the Heavenly Destiny Sect has some collaboration with the Iron Gall Divine Hou Zhu Wushi?

No wonder Zhu Wushi managed to turn six out of the Ten Great Generals, with the aid of the Heavenly Destiny Sect’s demonesses and charming men, it indeed was a significant help.”

”You only found out now? I thought the village chief already knew. Looks like Black Wind Village’s intelligence gathering is somewhat lagging behind.”

Wan Wan said softly, almost in a whispering voice.

”Compared to your Yin Gui Sect, which has been around for centuries, naturally it has deeper roots. I came to see you not only to help you break through the Death Gate but also because I have a matter that requires your assistance.”

Jiang Dali said, not realizing that his tone with Wan Wan had become much more casual than before, not like seeking help but rather like giving orders in a commanding manner.

Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing, standing to the side, both noticed this subtle change, each harboring their own suspicions.

”What does the village chief want Wan Wan to do? Whatever you instruct, Wan Wan will accomplish. Even if it means handing over the entire Yin Gui Sect to you, it’s no problem.”

Wan Wan said with a pure and unblemished laugh, the content of her words even more startling.

Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing both looked at Jiang Dali’s unperturbed expression, wondering what might have occurred between these two earlier.

Jiang Dali replied calmly and leisurely, ”The village chief has no interest in managing your Yin Gui Sect, even though my own vast forces are hard to manage. I know your sect’s influence in the Tang is tremendous, even capable of intervening in the succession of the Tang’s future imperial throne.

Can you tell the village chief if there is a way to help him gain great reputation in the Tang...”

Wan Wan paused her actions, surprised, ”The village chief is actually interested in the Tang? How significant a reputation are you referring to?”

Jiang Dali’s smile broadened slightly, his eyes aglow with ambition, ”If not on par with my prestige in the Song, it should be close.”

Wan Wan inhaled sharply, her expression turning grave, ”The Tang’s influence is no small matter. The current Emperor and the three princes are rather capable. Moreover, the Tang currently has no wars, only some minor friction with neighboring vassal states and domestic Gate Valves, leaving no opportunities for merit.

For the village chief to gain great fame in the Tang is very difficult, unless... you personally support a True Dragon to ascend and gain from following the dragon...”

”That’s also my intention.”

Jiang Dali took a deep breath, his gaze calm and bright, lifting his hand to stop Wan Wan’s motions, and said, ”I have a decent relationship with Princess of Tang, Li Xiangfang, who seems quite supportive of her brother Li Shimin. However, Li Shimin is now quite powerful with strong competitive potential against the Crown Prince for the throne.

Even if I wanted to aid him, it would merely be icing on the cake and would not earn me any significant benefit from following the dragon.”

Wan Wan’s eyes flickered, glancing at the startled Murong Qingqing and Wang Yuyan, then looked at Jiang Dali and said, ”Li Shimin is well-supported and highly regarded by Cihang Jingzhai and is indeed quite capable. If the village chief had helped him earlier, it would have been fine, but now it seems too late.

However, our Yin Gui Sect has always supported the Crown Prince. As the legitimate heir, the Crown Prince’s connections and influence within the court are significant. If the Crown Prince ascends, and our sect credits the merit to the village chief, perhaps it could indeed meet the village chief’s request.”

”The Crown Prince won’t do!”

Jiang Dali shook his head, saying calmly, ”Although the Crown Prince seems competent, I don’t believe he will truly ascend the throne.”

Kidding.

In the previous life, by the third year, Li Shimin already succeeded to the throne; it’s an established fact, even documented in ancient records.

Though Jiang Dali wished to reverse the course of history, he wasn’t willing to expend effort and take risks.

Instead of toiling tirelessly, he’d rather hitch a ride and get off comfortably when the time comes.

”Then...”

Wan Wan’s dark eyes swirled, and sweetly, she laughed softly, ”What are the village chief’s plans? Share them with me. If you truly have ideas but do not support the Crown Prince, then we just need to switch people.”

This made Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing, who were overhearing, gasp in shock.

Such matters could very well have been decreed by the Queen Yin herself long ago, a prolonged operation of effort and strategy, now seemingly altered by a word from Jiang Dali.

Wasn’t Wan Wan being too hasty and reckless?

If it were anyone else, Wan Wan would dismiss it.

But hearing doubts about the Crown Prince from Jiang Dali, she took it seriously; it wasn’t a joke.

This wasn’t just about her feelings for Jiang Dali but also because Jiang Dali had never erred in such major decisions and had a unique insight into the landscape of the Martial World and vassal states, far beyond that of an ordinary mountain bandit leader, earning his current power and status in a short time.

Therefore, Wan Wan was willing to take a gamble, with no regrets should she lose.

”Excellent!”

Jiang Dali’s smile widened slightly, feeling satisfied with Wan Wan’s attitude.

He then dismissed Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing, leaving Wan Wan alone in the room to lay out his ideas and arrangements.

This approach wasn’t due to distrust in Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing.

Rather, matters concerning such significant royal contention are best kept discreet.

Moreover, some aspects were too dark, and Jiang Dali didn’t want the two kind-hearted women to be troubled by it.

After discussing and settling matters concerning the Tang with Wan Wan, the time was almost dawn.

Jiang Dali and Wan Wan, after freshening up and taking some medicinal food, napped for a while. Then, served by Wang Yuyan, he changed into clean clothes, intending to meet the soon-to-be departing Yin Queen Zhu Yu Yan before officially ending his trip and departing.

With the outbreak of the Song-Jin-Liao war, Jiang Dali considered the main objective and decided against joining the battle for now, letting his subordinates and experts gain experience in the initial skirmishes and localized fights.

When needed towards the end of the war, the Emperor of Song would naturally come pleading for his aid, rather than expectantly going now to be used as a tool without any thrill.

In the meantime, he had other matters needing attention.

Whether it was meeting with the Supreme Alliance of Yuan to flex his muscles or dealing with the Iron Gall Divine Hou Zhu Wushi with the newly forged Divine Saber, both were urgent and needed to be addressed immediately...

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