Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1150: Chapter 903~904: Plot Within a Plot! Danger, Danger, Danger!

Earlier, when Jiang Dali, with the help of the Breaking Realm Pearl, sensed the Thousand-mile Soul Lock from a suspicious Heavenly Monk, he had already demonstrated some abnormal power revealed by the strong spiritual sense after gaining great spiritual power.

Now, as the injuries of the Yin Yang Two Gods were completely healed, and his spiritual power even advanced further, Jiang Dali actually developed a special ability that could externally perceive the world through spiritual sense at this moment.

He understood that this meant a new achievement in spiritual power, getting ever closer to the level of the Primordial Spirit, allowing his spiritual sense to begin its transformation.

The process and feeling of spiritual sense externally perceiving the world were similar to internally perceiving one’s own bodily condition—indescribable.

It wasn’t about seeing a very clear picture in the mind, but more like how a person can feel their body’s existence with closed eyes, sensing the itch as the wind moves the hairs on their skin, then imagining the specific information.

At this moment, Jiang Dali’s spiritual sense was like an invisible detector, sensing a trace of malicious intent in others’ conversation, surpassing everyday sensory perception.

He immediately focused his spiritual sense, concentrating on listening to the conversation carrying malice.

This ability seemed somewhat similar to Murong Qingqing’s Stealing Listening Skill.

However, Stealing Listening Skill requires someone like Murong Qingqing, who is extremely sensitive to sounds and talented, to cultivate to a deep realm. In contrast, his current ability naturally occurred after his spiritual power strengthened.

The sound of the conversation immediately became clear in the perception of his spiritual sense.

A deep voice said, ”If you ask me... just take action directly, wasting a Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom...”

Another sharp and domineering voice said, ”You claim not to covet anything but swords, but yet desire a Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom? This thing’s effect is limited to just one. If we didn’t know that fellow was looking for it, and we just so happened to obtain it, we couldn’t lure him out.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Dali’s heart trembled. He recognized the familiar voice—it was indeed a familiar person—Po Jun. Then who was the other person?

Moreover, the fact that these two managed to obtain a Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom as bait showed their thoughtful planning.

Back then, he had promised Zhu Wushi before his death to find a Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom to revive Suxin. After returning to the Mountain Village, he issued the related task, calling on nearly ten thousand brothers from the village to search the world for it.

Even on the bounty boards of Ming and Song countries, he listed it with a very high reward.

However, finding the Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom, which Zhu Wushi had sought for twenty years without success, wasn’t easy to discover. Unexpectedly, Po Jun and his companion found one so effortlessly.

This insidious Po Jun made every effort to secretly scheme and plot, and at this moment, Jiang Dali felt a surge of killing intent rising in his heart.

The sharp and domineering voice suddenly exclaimed, ”Who’s there?”

A sound like the clashing of metal echoed suddenly; a cold voice followed, ”It’s me!”

Jiang Dali’s heart momentarily tightened.

The sound of footsteps akin to clashing metal seemed to indicate the newcomer wore extremely heavy armor. Except for the disturbance caused when discovered, there was not a hint of movement beforehand, clearly demonstrating the newcomer’s formidable strength.

No wonder Po Jun dared to come looking for trouble again; he had found two helpers.

However, listening to the two voices, Jiang Dali honestly had no impression of them and immediately reassessed his enemies’ strength.

The deep voice said, ”Back so soon? How did it go?”

The cold voice replied, ”Almost ready. He’s already seriously injured. Reasonably speaking, the three of us should be sufficient to take him down. However, he still has two troublesome companions. It’s better to lure him to West Lake first and use those bald monks and nuns’ help. Achieving our goal without any effort.”

”The only trouble is the Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom appearing at this moment, surely raising his suspicions.”

”This is an open strategy; it depends on whether he’s willing to take the risk. If he doesn’t, it actually reveals another message: his injuries are more severe than we imagined. Let those Abnormal People pass the message for us.”

Soon, the conversation among the three ended, followed by the sound of a door opening.

Jiang Dali continued to listen for a few breaths, sensing the two leaving the room, leaving just one person inside. His eyes momentarily turned cold as he withdrew his spiritual sensing, suddenly standing up from the cushion, grabbing the broken blade in front of him, glancing at the sleeping Wan Wan on the bed beside him, then striding out of the secret chamber.

”Done?”

Outside the secret chamber, Dongfang Bubai, acting as a protector, cast a sidelong glance at the emerging Jiang Dali, resting her gaze on his iron-clad body for a moment, sensing his surging qi-blood and vitality, knowing his injuries must have fully healed.

Jiang Dali nodded slightly in response and then said, ”Wan Wan should still be asleep for another quarter of an hour before waking. You stay here; I’m going out for a while.”

Dongfang Bubai glanced at the blade in Jiang Dali’s hand, her gaze narrowing, her slender eyes with heroic spirit yet charming, curved in a dangerous arc, ”Just healed, and you’re off to chop someone?”

Jiang Dali grinned, ”Several unexpected people have appeared. Now they’ve spread out; it’s the perfect chance for me to make the first move.”

Dongfang Bubai frowned, ”Not from Pure Thought Zen Sect or Cihang Jingzhai? Who else could they be?”

”Sword Sect Master Jianhui’s son—Po Jun—and the other two, I don’t recognize them.”