Free Web NovelChapter 1672: Chapter 1289: As the Red String Is Plucked, the Melody Remains—Yet It Was a Lonely Heart Back Then (Requesting Monthly Ticket)
The bigger the tree, the more it catches the wind. The people of the Martial World are all watching the reactions of the Black Wind Village and the Wudang Sect.
However, whether it’s the Black Wind Village or the Wudang Sect, whatever reaction they have, they will not immediately show it to let the people of the Martial World know. Instead, the information circulates among the internal high-level personnel. The news that the real Martial World people know is actually the information released actively, belonging to actions already implemented and delayed.
After returning to the Dragon Tiger Gang, Jiang Dali instructed his subordinates to arrange accommodations for Wu Ming and Lian Chengbi, and then hurried off to see Demon Lord Bai Suzhen.
He was wearing a slightly tight-fitting village chief’s outfit, his black cloak swaying fiercely at his heel with every step. After successive breakthroughs in the Divine Demon Golden Body, he appeared taller, more imposing, and his body was as if built of steel, hiding astonishing power. He walked through the hallway of the gang’s headquarters under the diligent and careful service of Wen Chouchou.
"Greetings, village chief!"
All the gang members guarding on both sides bowed their heads and respectfully shouted, with morale high.
"Xilülü—"
Not far outside the hallway, a thunderous horse neigh could be heard. It turned out that the dozens of fine horses in the stable felt the intimidating aura from Jiang Dali, were frightened and kicked up their front hooves, making the scene extremely chaotic for a moment.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Dali paused slightly, his rugged yet handsome face with exceptionally bright eyes, light flashing, frowned, and said, "Are the horses in the gang all good steeds? How could they be so easily frightened?"
The high-level protectors accompanying him, including Hongying Shangren, felt their hearts tighten.
Wen Chouchou’s scalp tingled slightly, hurriedly shaking the feather fan in his hand with a flattering smile, and the face covered with rouge and powder had a comical expression of flattery, "Oh! ~ Village Chief, you are truly unmatched in divine might and overflowing with dominance. Usually, whenever anyone passes by here, none of the dozens of fine horses in the stable would even snort.
Village Chief, when you stand here, those horses, even if they’re dragons among horses, like the Red Hare or Black Wind, are all intimidated by your dominance and become weak in the knees and submissive. But you, Village Chief, who have even subdued Phoenixes, Dragons, and Qilins, how could you possibly look at these ordinary horses?"
"Oh?"
Jiang Dali’s expression remained unchanged, without a twitch of facial muscles, making Wen Chouchou and the others anxious in their hearts. His demeanor was as proud as that of a king, making people dare not look directly at him. However, after a moment’s silence, he laughed heartily and continued to move forward with his hands behind his back, neither hastily nor slowly said.
"It seems that the village development is indeed good now. Even within this Dragon Tiger Gang, they actually have such fine horses like the Red Hare and Black Wind. I’m afraid even Stepping Snow and Jue Ying are among them, right?"
Wen Chouchou couldn’t think much and simply felt that Jiang Dali was in a good mood, so he quickly capitalized on the opportunity with a smile, "Village Chief, as you say, Black Wind Village is now the number one supreme power in the world. What famous horse can’t it get? Stepping Snow, Jue Ying, Red Hare, Black Wind, they are all there!"
"Good!"
Jiang Dali smiled faintly, but his eyes suddenly became as sharp as blades, landing on Wen Chouchou.
Wen Chouchou’s whole body tightened.
"Since Chouchou said so, the village chief will personally check the quantity and quality of the fine horses in the village in a month. As you said, the Stepping Snow, Jue Ying, and Red Hare, Black Wind, the village chief wants to see at least a hundred of them! If not..."
Jiang Dali didn’t finish his words, flicked his cloak, and strode out of the corridor, heading straight for the residence where Bai Suzhen was staying.
"Village... village chief..."
Wen Chouchou was scared pale, standing there with both hands outstretched, as if he had suddenly frozen, the comical smile on his face looking like a snowman’s face on a snowy day, stiff and hard.
The people beside him were silent as cicadas in winter, all knowing that Wen Chouchou had flattered the wrong way, akin to hitting the dragon’s leg with it.
At this time, with the threat of the Heavenly Gate at its peak, it is a time of trouble. The people of the Martial World are all watching how the Black Wind Village, which had previously fought with the Heavenly Gate, will respond to the rapid expansion of the Heavenly Gate.
If at this time, Black Wind Village is dreaming of being the number one power while resting on its past laurels, then it would be truly close to extinction. Jiang Dali is clearly warning Wen Chouchou not to flatter recklessly without regard to the situation.
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In a quiet courtyard within the gang, Hei Tong and Xue Damo personally brewed tea to entertain Jiang Dali, their eyes full of anticipation as they gazed at this legendary village chief, their hearts tense and apprehensive.
Jiang Dali sipped and finished the cup of high-quality Biluo Spring, handed the teacup to a subordinate nearby, and looked at the lifeless Bai Suzhen reincarnation lying quietly on the bed before him. No need to test her breath to know she was already devoid of aura, with only a sliver of life left, her heart only beating once every half an incense stick, nearly a dead person.
Unable to restrain the question that loomed in his chest, he asked in a deep voice, "If this situation continues a bit longer, will your master be completely unable to come back to life?"
Hei Tong truthfully replied, "Yes, we estimate that the master can hold on for no more than another half month. If she still cannot awaken after half a month, not only will this woman follow the Undying God’s death into the path of other Beast Slaves’ extinction, but our master will also completely perish."
Jiang Dali nodded slightly, his mind racing, and straightforwardly said, "I currently have an Infinite Heart Transformation Pill secreted by the court of the Holy Dynasty. This pill can revive the dead and white bones; I don’t know if it can awaken your master, but if not, this village chief also has no other solutions."
Upon hearing this, both Hei Tong and Xue Damo felt a heaviness in their hearts but immediately expressed serious gratitude.
Jiang Dali calmly looked at the refined and beautiful woman, with slightly haggard skin and anxious expression, in front of him. He fetched a ready wax-covered Infinite Heart Transformation Pill from his bosom.
With two fingers, he pinched it, peeled off the wax, and sent a gentle wave of Inner Strength to open the woman’s red lips, propelling the pill emitting a slight medicinal fragrance into her mouth.
Almost at the moment when he used his Inner Strength to open the woman’s red lips.
A blood bar almost reduced to its last layer of skin appeared on top of the woman’s head, slowly displaying "-3", "-2" damage as if counting down her life.
However, after the Infinite Heart Transformation Pill entered her mouth, the reduction in damage disappeared in less than half an incense stick’s time.
With Jiang Dali’s meticulous spiritual perception, the woman’s body, skin, and even clothes before him were completely transparent and unobscured.
He could clearly "see" the pill’s medicinal power transforming into a vast torrent, rushing into the woman’s extraordinary meridians and even her brain to elevate her spirit, healing all injuries with a powerful and profound force circulating throughout her body.
Yet, the woman’s blood bar did not increase but remained stable and unmoving.
But at this moment, a notification appeared on Jiang Dali’s panel.
"Village chief..."
Hei Tong and Xue Damo watched the woman’s unchanged complexion, both feeling uneasy.
"Calm down!"
Jiang Dali said calmly, "Even if it’s a divine medicine, it needs a process to take effect."
After speaking, he secretly observed the prompt message that appeared on the panel.
"You are administering help to rescue Demon Lord Bai Suzhen by reviving the reincarnated body she has attached her soul to. You have triggered the task ’Pitiful people of the world.’
Task content: Demon Lord Bai Suzhen was severely injured in the battle against the Undying God and Shakyamuni at God-searching Palace, nearing death.
In her final moments, she used the secret technique of Otherworldly Transference, attaching part of her primordial spirit to a Beast Slave of God-searching Palace, hoping to survive through the Beast Slave’s body.
However, due to her grave injuries, and the backlash from the Undying God after his death, coupled with the Beast Slave’s resistance, the plan to resurrect through Otherworldly Transference was hard to achieve without your help.
Task requirement: Help Demon Lord Bai Suzhen to successfully undertake Otherworldly Transference to achieve resurrection and prolong her life! (Resolve the backlash from the Undying God on the Beast Slave or counter the Beast Slave’s resistance)
Task reward: Increase Demon Lord Bai Suzhen’s favorability by 5000, grant a favor from Demon Lord Bai Suzhen."
After reading the task content that appeared on the panel, Jiang Dali immediately had some leads, while he completely ignored the so-called task reward.
Once Bai Suzhen wakes up, given the magic of Otherworldly Transference martial arts skills, she will naturally restore her old memory and know his identity. There would be no need for rewards like favorability or human favors, as these would be inherent.
Jiang Dali looked at Hei Tong and Xue Damo, "Do you know the identity and background of this Beast Slave? Now that your master intends to use this body to resurrect, it naturally encounters resistance from the body’s original owner. To eliminate resistance, you need to find the one who tied the knot."
Hei Tong and Xue Damo exchanged glances, then Hei Tong hesitantly took out a finely embroidered pouch containing a jade pendant, stating, "This was discovered from the woman’s body when we found her. Even while she was in the turbulent icy river, she tightly held onto this pouch."
Jiang Dali reached out and took it, seeing a pair of playful waterlily ducks embroidered on the pouch, with a line of elegant and mystical writing on the front, "If I’m to become a parrot then why fear death, wishing to be a mandarin duck rather than envy immortals."
The reverse side was embroidered with another line of delicate writing—"A pluck of the red string leaves lingering tunes, but it’s the lonely heart of that time."
The former is a line from a poet of Tang Country, Lu Zhao Lin, and the latter is from a poet of Golden Country, Yuan Hao Wen.
Though the two poems appear unrelated, when applied to this woman and linked to mandarin ducks, they share a common point: the woman’s longing for her lover, her solitary lament, and her hope for love.
Though Jiang Dali was a rough man, he was not illiterate. With some thought, he felt sympathy arise in his heart, and then sent a spiritual wave to the sleeping woman.
"Rest assured, the suffering you endured at the hands of the Undying God in God-searching Palace has dissipated with my destruction of God-searching Palace. As for the emotions attached to this pouch, hundreds of years have passed now, and your lover is probably no longer in this world; perhaps voices have changed, and things are different now.
However, as village chief, I still promise to investigate and discover your origins and to find your lover. If he has passed away, I will also inform you and have Bai Suzhen visit him on your behalf..."
The spiritual wave had barely been sent for two breaths.
All of a sudden, the blood bar above the woman’s head, previously stable and unmoving, began to pulse and grow. The growth rate rapidly accelerated, and the woman’s haggard complexion gradually improved, her weak life aura growing strong.
"Master!"
Xue Damo and Hei Tong noticed the anomaly, joy brightening their faces.
Jiang Dali observed for a moment, relieved when the panel delivered a task success message before speaking to the pair, "Your master will wake today. Have her come see me when she does; I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t be waiting here."
"Thank you, village chief!"
"Rest assured, village chief. Once Master wakes, we will report to her honestly."
Hei Tong and Xue Damo immediately expressed their gratitude respectfully.
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After Jiang Dali left the residence, he directly headed to the Martial Arts Arena within the guild.
At this moment, in the Martial Arts Arena, Ning Su, Tie Niu, Ping Shengaoqi, Huakai Jianhong, and other high-level core players of the guild had already received prearranged orders and were waiting inside, eagerly anticipating Jiang Dali’s arrival for inspection.
Eight orderly rows of weapon racks unfolded in the spacious Martial Arts Arena, emanating an imposing momentum.
All sorts of swords, spears, blades, halberds, axes, maces, and whips, an impressive array, dazzled the eyes on the weapon racks, with several hundred sharp weapons reflecting under the bright surrounding flames at night, inspiring fear.
At this moment, it’s not just the players like Tie Niu waiting in the Martial Arts Arena; there are over a thousand elite disciples stationed at Black Wind Village surrounding the Dragon Tiger Gang, all standing vigilantly around the arena, each unable to hide their excitement.
The village chief’s return, coupled with this great show of force, means even the most foolish can foresee that something thrilling is about to happen later.
And on the hot topic of the Heavenly Gate, it’s hard not to speculate that the upcoming event might be an external statement from Black Wind Village to the Martial World, or perhaps a provocation against the Heavenly Gate...
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