Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 937: Chapter 744: I’m Going to Venture into the Martial World! The Unblemished Returns to Darkness! (Monthly Ticket Requested)

”Wuji, my disciple, you have now fully opened your Governor and Conception vessels, all apertures are clear, officially stepping into the Gang Qi Realm. The Nine Yang Divine Skill has also been completed. At merely seven years of age, such achievements are rare even in the Martial World. Even those who are youthful prodigies like Xie Xiaoyu from the Divine Sword Manor are not as good as you.

However, the Gang Qi Realm is just the starting point. The Martial World is vast and broad, far beyond what a mere Ice and Fire Island can offer.

If you wish to advance further, you must proactively enter the Martial World to experience the trials of the mundane world, only then will you have further opportunities for progress.

Your nature is simple and honest, fortunately, you have inherited my steadfastness and fortitude. With such skills, you won’t suffer in the Martial World. Also, your Grandmaster, Daoist Zhang, founded Wudang, a formidable figure. I hope you will visit him when you have the chance. I have left you the Dragon Slayer Sword and a Death Immunity Token.

You can escort Yu Tiejiang to Sword Casting City to have the Dragon Slayer Sword recast and restored. The Death Immunity Token will keep you safe in the Martial World. As for me, when you can step into the Heavenly Human Realm, it will be the day we reunite...”

In the wooden hut, Zhang Wuji was in the ’Fetal Breathing’ state granted by the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Even though his breathing stopped, he didn’t feel suffocated, and his spirit reached the tranquil Silent Realm state. The True Qi in his Dantian continued to circulate, and his mind was entirely focused on Jiang Dali’s parting instructions.

”Master!”

Zhang Wuji suddenly opened his eyes and called out,

the scenery inside the wooden hut quickly became clear.

But he saw the room was empty, sunlight streaming in through the window creating a patchwork of light and shadow, yet the impressive and mighty figure of Jiang Dali was nowhere to be found.

”Master!!”

Zhang Wuji’s eyes reddened, nearly shedding tears, but he forced himself to widen his eyes and stop the tears from falling, tightly biting his lips to remind himself to be strong. A man should not cry like a woman, or Master would look down on him.

However, thinking of his beloved Master, the fourth person who treated him best in his life, who taught him how to grow and become an upright man, and then left so hastily, telling him that reaching the Heavenly Human Realm would be their reunion day, Zhang Wuji felt extremely saddened.

After a moment, he inhaled through his nose, jumped off the bed, clenched his already muscular arms into fists, and resolutely said, ”Master, Wuji will definitely step into the Heavenly Human Realm and see you again.

Since you wish to see me venture into the Martial World, Wuji will heed your call and make a name so grand that you will hear it no matter where you are, never tarnishing your reputation!!”

Crack!

Zhang Wuji clenched his fist until it cracked, suddenly letting out a roar as he punched, venting the depression in his heart.

”Mighty God Fist!!”

Boom!!

The Powerful Energy surged like a torrent, rushing through the Outer and Inner Yangming Meridians and Taiyin Meridian of his right hand, turning the Quchi, Sanjian, Yunmen, and other acupoints fiercely yang and firm.

The fiery yang of the Nine Yang Gang Qi spun urgently like a wave of light.

Bang!

The solid wooden hut’s doorway shook violently, unable to withstand the pressure, and was smashed and broken like rotten wood.

A fierce yang current swept up a mass of wood chips and ash like waves, spilling outwards, the debris swirling in the air, covering the sunlight.

Yin Susu, standing outside the wooden hut, cried out in confusion and concern for her son, wanting to approach but saw a figure exuding a yang aura stepping out of the hut, loudly saying,

”Mother! Master has left! Now that my Divine Skill is complete, I must also venture into the Martial World.”

Yin Susu, along with the arriving Zhang Cui Shan and Lion King Xie Xun, all changed color at the news.

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Two days later.

Xiangyang in the Song Country, not far from Changzhou City in the Ming Country, only over 300 kilometers away.

Of course, this ’not far’ is relative to Demon Hawk, without a thousand-mile horse, relying solely on the Song Country’s fine steeds’ 400 kilometers a day pace, it would take two days to reach Changzhou.

At this moment, ten miles outside Xiangyang City, beside an abandoned serpent-like mountain path at an abandoned Taoist temple.

Jiang Dali stood in the small yard inside the temple, looking calmly at the Yuqing Venerate statue within, expressionless.

Nearby, the Cangling Master, Cheng Kun, Dongfang Jian, and a group of proficient mountain bandits from the Black Wind Village, all knelt on the original respectful worship ground behind him.

This group, with a certain reputation in the Martial World and even the Three Kingdoms Battlefield, were all deferential and dared not slacken.

At a side of the square, Dongfang Bubai stood beside an overgrown small flowerbed, reaching out with orchid fingers, watching two butterflies hovering at her fingertips, peaceful and beautiful. Her skin more tender than a maiden’s was stunning, yet her figure was quite tall, broad shoulders revealed a mix of grace and dominance, giving a sense of wildcard charm blending softness and strength.

Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing whispered to each other on the other side, occasionally glancing at Jiang Dali, emitting low chuckles.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from the mountain.

Clip-clop, clip-clop, the sound of hooves was reined in at the base of the mountain.

A figure in white clothes as ethereal as a fairy performed a movement technique, sweeping up and down like drifting smoke, quickly arriving outside the temple.

The snowy white, solitary, and graceful silhouette took lotus-like steps to the entrance.

A tranquil and demure voice gently sounded from outside the temple, ”Black Wind Village Chief, Feixuan has arrived as promised with He’s Jade Disc!”

”Come in!”

Jiang Dali slowly turned and looked indifferently at the graceful Shifei Xuan standing outside the temple, with a slight smile, ”You chose this place for the meeting, could there be something special about it?”

Shifei Xuan, with a calm demeanor, stepped into the temple, ”Chief, you are too suspicious, Feixuan simply did not want to meet you in the city and chose this secluded and quiet place.”

Jiang Dali nodded slightly, looking calmly at the package in Shifei Xuan’s hand, ”You are trustworthy, now hand over He’s Jade Disc to this chief, and then I will head to the Ming Country to meet Iron Gall Divine Hou Zhu Wushi, thus resolving your Cihang Jingzhai’s concern. This deal is quite fair.”

Shifei Xuan’s beautiful eyes were serene, ”Chief Jiang, have you forgotten, Feixuan only said to lend you He’s Jade Disc, never to gift it. Eventually, you will have to return it.”

”Hahaha!”

Jiang Dali laughed heartily, stretched out his hand, ”Good, very good! This chief is also a reasonable person, never borrowed anything in life, today is the day to borrow this He’s Jade Disc from your Cihang Jingzhai. Hand it over!”

Shifei Xuan slightly touched the ground with her feet, her long black hair blew even without wind, her large but close-fitting white dress fluctuated, not affecting her graceful figure, her feet not touching the ground, like an absolutely beautiful fairy from Heavenly Palace, she swiftly glided towards Jiang Dali, snow-white and delicate right palm extending the packaged box.

Jiang Dali’s eyes sparkled, raising a large hand to seize the box, suddenly gripping it!

Column! ——

It seemed like thunder exploded in his mind.

An indescribable force, resembling Qi Fortune, emanated from within the box.

In an instant, their figures appeared frozen, space around them seemingly completely immobilized, everyone’s figure seemed utterly paused.

Jiang Dali’s eyes widened, time passed either a moment or an eternity, as he suddenly withdrew his hand with a shout.

Shifei Xuan let out a muffled cry, her palm electrified, her meridians vibrating, as her body was propelled backward.

Jiang Dali suddenly opened the box, immediately seeing a resplendent green jade inscribed with the bird-worm-like script ”Received Mandate from Heaven, Prosperity and Longevity”...

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(Sleepiness came at night, not in a good state, wrote for a long time without writing much! This Chapter is short, will add more during the day!)

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