Free Web NovelChapter 1705: Chapter 1314: The Black Wind Village Chief Who Loves to Teach!
From Song Country to Snow God Mountain in Qin State, the journey there and back spans ten thousand li, yet at the Demon Dragon’s flying speed, even counting rest and feeding time on the way, it can still make the round trip in just a single day.
Thus, by the next morning—barely half a day later—Jiang Dali had already met Sikong Zhaixing, as well as Lu Xiaofeng, who had rushed over after hearing the news.
"Actually, Master Jiang, if you wanted to see me, you could’ve just told your brothers in Song Country to inform me. I’d have run over myself. Why trouble Brother Long to personally fly over and fetch me? Truly wronged my Brother Long."
After leaping down from the Demon Dragon’s body, Sikong Zhaixing tried to ingratiate himself by rubbing the dragon’s chin, but was scared back by the dragon’s suddenly bulging eyes. He gave Jiang Dali an embarrassed grin and said, "See how unhappy Brother Long is now?"
Jiang Dali smiled faintly, hands clasped behind his back. "Looks like your Thousand-Mile Battle movement technique has been cultivated to some level of proficiency? You’re confident you can run from Song Country to here within a day?"
Sikong Zhaixing puffed himself up proudly. "But of course. My movement technique speed now surpasses two—no, three—Lu Xiaofengs. Hahahahaha!"
Jiang Dali pierced straight to the point. "So that means your Inner Strength can also sustain that movement technique for a long time?"
Sikong Zhaixing was instantly at a loss for words.
The Thousand-Mile Battle movement technique was indeed fast, but the consumption of Inner Strength was also terrifying. Just because Jiang Dali could use it freely didn’t mean Sikong Zhaixing—whose Inner Strength hadn’t even reached two full cycles of sixty years—could also wield it at will.
"Brother Lu, Brother Sikong!"
At this moment, Xiao Feng strode in from the rear with great steps, his expression excited. He gave Lu Xiaofeng, who had just jumped down from the Demon Dragon’s body, a big hug and laughed, "Brother Lu, I’ve found several jars of fine chilled wine I’ve never tasted before. You’ve come at just the right time to drink with me to our hearts’ content!"
Lu Xiaofeng flashed Xiao Feng a smile that revealed two dimples, then turned, displeased, toward Jiang Dali. He walked over, stroked his beard, and shook his head. "Such a lively Heavenly Gate battle, and as your brother, I only heard about it after the great war had already shaken the Martial World. Old Jiang, that’s really not giving me enough face!"
Jiang Dali smiled calmly, carefully sizing Lu Xiaofeng up and down, then shook his head. "After all this time, you’re still only at the strength of the Heavenly Human 4th Realm, just one small Realm higher. If I bring you here and you bump into something and get seriously injured, that wouldn’t be too good."
"Damn it!"
Lu Xiaofeng choked with anger, yet helpless to refute.
His Cultivation talent wasn’t exactly bad, but the friends and brothers around him—even putting aside the peerless prodigy Jiang Dali—whether it was Dongfang Bubai, Xiao Feng, or Ding Peng, all completely outstripped him in Cultivation talent. It seemed he could only compare himself with Sikong Zhaixing, and compete with the salted-fish version of Wang Yuyan.
But... how was that his fault for not working hard?
"Enough! Since everyone’s here, let’s get down to business. Sikong, come with me!"
Jiang Dali turned and led Sikong Zhaixing toward the Ice Hall at the back, pointing at the Void Heavenly Realm suspended above the hall.
Sikong Zhaixing stroked his chin in a leisurely manner, wandering around with a look of surprise as he observed, clicking his tongue in wonder from time to time. Finally he turned back to Jiang Dali and shook his head. "This is tough, tough! No wonder you went so far as to make Brother Long fly a trip just to fetch me. Opening this Void Heavenly Realm really isn’t something ordinary people or ordinary methods can accomplish."
Jiang Dali’s lips curved with a smile. "Tough or not, it has to be done. From the way you’re talking, sounds like you already have some extraordinary method to open the gate of the Void Heavenly Realm?"
Sikong Zhaixing chuckled. "Of course. There’s no door in this world that can stop me, Sikong Zhaixing. But if I rely solely on my own Skill for this gate, I naturally can’t get in. However, if the village chief cooperates with me, I don’t think opening it will be that difficult."
"Oh?"
Jiang Dali’s gaze flickered. "Explain the specific principle."
Sikong Zhaixing turned and pointed at that enormous ice pillar which rose straight from the Ice Hall up into midair, supporting the Void Heavenly Realm. "Ordinary Martial Arts Experts who want to reach the Void Heavenly Realm must climb this extraordinarily smooth hundred-zhang ice pillar. That alone already blocks ninety-nine percent of the experts under heaven. Even for me, Sikong Zhaixing, it wouldn’t be easy to use movement technique to get up there; I’d need to rely on some tools.
But since the village chief has these flying mounts like the Demon Dragon, this first step is nothing to you. The key problem is that this ice pillar is actually a kind of mechanism!"
Jiang Dali’s expression showed surprise. "Oh?"
Sikong Zhaixing said, "The structural layout of this Void Heavenly Realm is very similar to an ’One Pillar Holding Up the Sky’ I once saw in an Array secret book. If I’m not mistaken, inside the ice pillar—and below it as well—a large amount of gunpowder has already been installed. The moment we try to force the gate open, or if opening it fails, the gunpowder will immediately explode.
When that happens, this Void Heavenly Realm—like a Persian Glass Ball—will be blasted to pieces and fall off the cliff. Whatever might be inside will all be destroyed."
"Mm. Since you’ve already seen through it, what method do you have to disarm it?"
Jiang Dali nodded slightly.
He had long noticed something fishy, which was why he hadn’t rashly forced his way into the Void Heavenly Realm. That was why he had invited Sikong Zhaixing. The fact that the latter could stand below and, without even going up, see through the mechanism at a glance was indeed impressive.
Sikong Zhaixing rubbed his hands and looked at the Demon Dragon with a grin. "We might have to trouble Brother Long for this. My suggestion is to wrap the Void Heavenly Realm above with numerous chains, then have Brother Long pull those chains up in the air. This is the safety measure we must set up before opening the gate.
Once we fail to open the gate and the gunpowder in the ice pillar explodes, Brother Long can immediately exert his strength and forcibly hoist the entire Void Heavenly Realm up for the time being."
"Roar!"
The Demon Dragon let out a low, dissatisfied roar. Even though it couldn’t understand exactly what Sikong Zhaixing was saying, it still sensed something was off from that mischievous grin in his eyes.
Jiang Dali stared at the Void Heavenly Realm that was hanging in mid-air thanks to the ice pillars, frowned, and shook his head. "That’s not very likely! This whole Void Heavenly Realm weighs at least over a hundred tons. With the Demon Dragon’s strength, there’s no way it can pull it for now."
Sikong Zhaixing had clearly expected that. He pointed at the Fire Qilin resting down the mountain where the weather was warmer, then pointed to the Divine Phoenix in the forest on the other side that was being fed by a group of Players, and said, "With Brother Long’s strength, if we add these two big guys in, it should barely be enough."
"When the ice pillars blow, the Fire Qilin will push up from below to support the Void Heavenly Realm, while the Divine Phoenix and Brother Long pull together from above..."
Jiang Dali was speechless.
This so-called safety measure sounded unreliable no matter how he listened.
The Fire Qilin’s strength was indeed impressive; if it went all out, it could easily burst out with dozens of tons of force. But the Divine Phoenix’s max output was maybe around two tons at best. Even if you threw in a Demon Dragon, trying to haul up the entire Void Heavenly Realm was still a stretch.
Sikong Zhaixing grinned shamelessly. "This is just insurance. Maybe we won’t even need it. If village chief isn’t at ease, why not call over those other two mounts of yours as well?"
"No need."
Jiang Dali shook his head, thinking that worst case, his own strength alone far surpassed those two beasts, so there was no need to trouble them. He said, "We’ll go with your insurance plan. You go up first and observe how to open the Gate. I’ll have people start preparing the chains."
There was no shortage of prisons inside Heavenly Gate, and if they lacked anything, it definitely wasn’t thick iron chains. It was just that the chains needed to be reworked a bit, and that job was left to the captured Heavenly Gate craftsmen.
After issuing his orders, Jiang Dali glanced at his panel, where over 800,000 Cultivation Points had already been amassed again. He then touched the Mystic Ice Box in his arms that was holding the Phoenix Essence Blood and radiating scorching heat, and strode toward the snowy plaza ahead.
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By this time, quite a few Heavenly Gate Players were already on the snowy plaza, shivering in the freezing cold until snot and tears were running down their faces.
Once the prisons were filled to capacity, these Players could only be bound out on the plaza, turned into bundles of icy "rice dumplings," their treatment utterly miserable. Quite a number of them had already chosen to force log off because they couldn’t take it anymore.
These Players had already suffered plenty.
Considering that this batch of Players were almost all fresh, tender leeks who had only recently defected to and joined Heavenly Gate, Jiang Dali decided to give this crop of fresh leeks one more chance to betray Heavenly Gate again and submit to Black Wind Village.
Only, this chance obviously came with conditions: they’d have to first show their loyalty and hand over all their Cultivation Points and Potential Points.
Right now, for Jiang Dali, whether it was pushing his strength up to the Returning to Truth 9th Realm, or rapidly raising his self-created main Returning to Truth Ultimate Skill "Divine Demon Golden Body" to the 9th Realm, both required a sea’s worth of Cultivation Points and Potential Points.
In the process, if there were leeks to be harvested, he would harvest as many as he could.
The Heavenly Gate Players who had been waiting on the snowy plaza for a long time saw that this dark-and-shiny hostile BOSS, Jiang Dali, finally had the interest to walk toward them, and many of those still online instantly got excited.
Even with their bodies bound, they were still wriggling and rolling on the ground, expressions feverish, eyes shining.
No wonder they were so hyped. Mainly, it was because the Black Wind Village Chief was the only Big Boss among all BOSSes who treated Players the most kindly. Unlike many Evil Path and demonic BOSSes who would torture Players or run some twisted little experiments on them after capture.
Aside from his old bad habits of camping the Resurrection Point and throwing certain heinous Players into a little black room, the Black Wind Village Chief was basically considered part of the "friendly camp" among Players.
It was widely rumored in the Martial World that as long as the Black Wind Village Chief wasn’t camping the Resurrection Point or locking people in the little black room, then everything was still negotiable.
Sometimes, if he was in a good mood, his "Good at Teaching" quirk might flare up, and he’d kindly teach you Martial Arts Skills. As long as you were cooperative and paid tuition several times higher than ordinary Mountain Village Disciples, this Good at Teaching Black Wind Village Chief wouldn’t make things hard for you.
Thus, seeing the rugged face of Jiang Dali wearing that trademark faint smile as he walked over, all the captured Players got excited, seeing hope for a "PY relationship." Many Players who had logged off also got the news from the Jianghu Forum and rushed back online.
Only a few Players who didn’t have many Cultivation Points and Potential Points left were pulling long faces. Watching their excited companions beside them, they felt complicated and depressed, lying prone on the ground like maggots who had lost the will to live, not moving at all.
They’d miscalculated. How could they go against the Black Wind Village Chief without reserving some Cultivation Points and Potential Points in advance?
Now, no matter how talkative the Black Wind Village Chief might be, he’d stopped being easy to talk to.
He was giving them a chance; they were the ones who were useless...
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