Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

The boundless sea of clouds changes rapidly, silver light cascades, gently gathering and slowly surging, resembling a vast white wilderness.

At this moment, the massive body of the Demon Dragon slowly flaps its strong dragon wings, covered with gleaming black scale armor and some gray-brown plush fur, soaring and skimming over the cloud-covered wilderness. Its gigantic form creates gusts of air currents that sweep across, spreading far and wide.

Suddenly, melodious and winding zither sounds rise from the dragon’s back.

Murong Qingqing’s slender yet majestic and aloof face turns sideways, her long and beautiful eyebrows gently raised, her alluring eyes gazing at Jiang Dali, strands of hair fluttering in the wind, a sudden smile revealing pearly teeth.

This ice beauty’s smile, in an instant, seems to outshine the sun.

Sitting serenely on the dragon’s back, the Heavenly Demon Zither lies across her legs, and after tuning it, her fingers, slender and soft, dance on the strings like butterflies. She plays music akin to murmuring mountain streams and soaring birds in the sky, soothing and purifying the spirit of all, gradually calming them.

Hui Qi listens to the music, seemingly calming his mood, the sorrow of Senior Brother Hui En’s passing diminished considerably, his expression gradually relaxed.

Jiang Dali sits on the Ice Soul Jade Stone chair that has been transferred from the Demon Hawk’s back to the Demon Dragon’s, enjoying Wan Wan’s skilled massage, while Wang Yuyan continues sewing patches on some torn parts of his clothes, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

As the tune ends, its echoes linger in the air, refusing to disperse.

People can only feel the vast void and loneliness above the blue sky.

Reflecting on the endless universe, alone tearfully moved, touching the heart for a long time.

Murong Qingqing seems immersed in the music, unable to extricate herself for a long time, closing her eyes, calming her spirit. After a while, her heaving chest slowly subsides.

”Good tune!”

Jiang Dali opens his eyes, tiger eyes looking at Murong Qingqing who is playing, smiling with emotion, ”Qingqing, your zither skill has grown deeper. It even influences my mood; listening to your tune, I feel the tension of these days has eased greatly, better than drinking to intoxication with Brother Xiao, hahaha.”

Murong Qingqing opens her beautiful eyes, her gaze entwined with Jiang Dali’s sharp tiger eyes, smiling faintly, ”A good tune deserves to be heard by a soulmate. Without a soulmate, even the sounds of high mountains and flowing waters are merely echoes in the empty valley, with no one to respond.

This piece is not recorded in any score; it’s an impromptu composition by Qingqing, and the village chief can understand it, thus he is a soulmate.”

Jiang Dali laughs heartily, suddenly feeling a bit in agreement with what Lu Xiaofeng once said: A man feels a sense of achievement when praised by a woman, especially if she’s beautiful and has status; the sense of achievement is even stronger.

In the past, he didn’t feel much because he wasn’t short of beautiful women or women with status around him, and his sense of achievement never came from women.

But today, as emotions rise and fall, he unexpectedly experiences this strange feeling of recognition.

”Still, Sister Qingqing, you have the sweetest mouth. Usually silent, but when you speak, it hits the village chief’s heart...”

Wan Wan’s beautiful eyes roll around, smiling before speaking, slowing her massage behind him, lowering her head close to Jiang Dali, exhaling orchid-like words curiously asking, ”Village chief, the direction you are heading is east, is the place that holds the catastrophe in the east?”

”Yes!”

Mentioning the Land of Catastrophe, Jiang Dali’s expression turns serious, patting Wang Yuyan’s small hand, indicating no need to sew anymore, his gaze shifts to the distant sea of clouds below, speaking in a deep voice, ”Master Hui En previously used Heavenly Vision to let me traverse the universe mentally. That Heavenly Vision is truly formidable; it seems to see through the conditions of any position between heaven and earth at a glance, ignoring spatial-temporal distances, carrying one’s mind to observe events occurring tens of thousands of miles away, and can swiftly find the desired object through the strong wishing power generated by a certain intense wish. Its effect is somewhat similar to the Monk Emperor’s Heart Mirror.

From the power exhibited by this divine skill, ignoring spatial-temporal distances, it is indeed a power possessed by those in the Breakthrough Realm. Unfortunately... Master Hui En lacked the strength and ultimately could only lead my mind to a pitch-black ocean.

”A pitch-black ocean? The location of the hidden catastrophe is actually in the sea?”

Behind, Hui Qi speaks with confusion and sudden realization, ”It makes sense; in today’s world, if such a dreadful Catastrophe Weapon is hidden on populated land, even with Dharma Ancestor’s great power concealing it, once revealed, it would be detected. Only by hiding in the deep ocean, away from human presence, can it be considered extremely secretive.”

Jiang Dali adds, ”Beneath that pitch-black ocean, there is a special area isolated by some unknown power.

That area separates the seawater, forming a waterless place below the ocean, and there is a trench where it seems to contain a large amount of Mingyun Crystal.

Master Hui En led me to observe there, but before finding the so-called catastrophe item, he was exhausted and couldn’t continue...

”No fear!”

Wang Yuyan waves a small pink fist, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she encourages, smiling, ”As long as we already know the ocean where the catastrophe is concealed, that is already a success. Master Hui En’s sacrifice was not in vain, is it not?”

Jiang Dali gazes at Wang Yuyan’s pink fist waving in the sunlight, smiling silently. He, the Black Wind Village Chief, has never known fear?