Free Web NovelChapter 1706: Chapter 1315: The Black Wind Village Chief: Yan Zhiyouli!
As Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali broke precedent and took in all the captured Heavenly Gate Players under his banner in Heavenly Gate, an unexpected scene began playing out all over the surrounding Martial World.
The Heavenly Gate Players who had previously fled when things looked bad, those who’d wanted to join Heavenly Gate but hadn’t made it in time, and those who had already betrayed their former sects all did a quick U-turn and sprinted back toward Heavenly Gate again, trying to seize this chance to join Black Wind Village. Even if it meant paying sky‑high tuition just to satisfy Black Wind Village Chief’s "Good at Teaching" addiction, they deemed it worth it.
This bizarre phenomenon arose because this bunch of Players who had betrayed their original sect forces had long since thrown their morals out the window.
They had already sold off their dignity and bottom line, risking everything to join Heavenly Gate in pursuit of a bigger platform and greater profit.
Heavenly Gate, in turn, would use its powerful influence to shelter them from accountability pursued by their old sects; yet in the end, even though they had defected, the Heavenly Gate they wanted to join was exterminated by Black Wind Village Chief.
As a result, this group of defectors found themselves stuck in an incredibly awkward no‑win situation: not only did they fail to enjoy any of Heavenly Gate’s dividends, they also ended up reeking of scandal. Their old sects would settle accounts with them sooner or later, and Black Wind Village would also hunt them down as Heavenly Gate remnants. It was basically a sparrow eating a cricket—pure bad luck!
Just then, this group of desperate people suddenly discovered that Black Wind Village Chief was, as always, very player‑friendly. As long as they followed the rules of the Martial World and paid a hefty "protection fee" to learn Martial Arts from Black Wind Village Chief, everyone instantly became "one of our own." Not only did this instantly solve their no‑way‑out dilemma, it directly wiped out their immediate danger.
Think about it: once they became Black Wind Village’s own people, not only would they no longer be hunted, their old sects, intimidated by Black Wind Village’s might, wouldn’t dare openly come after them anymore. From then on, with Black Wind Village as their backing and support, this was practically killing three birds with one stone.
And so, dust clouds rose from all directions.
There was no need for the ever‑enthusiastic Eight Desolate Disciples to run around arresting fleeing remnants; the remnants themselves spurred their horses and rushed back at full speed, throwing themselves into the net.
In the eyes of many of these remnants, there was now no place safer than staying right beside Heavenly Gate’s Black Wind Village Chief. They were terrified that experts from their original sects might suddenly appear, seize them, and drag them back for harsh punishment.
Some of these remnant Players had originally fled together with Heavenly Gate NPCs, trying to leverage the Heavenly Gate NPCs’ Martial strength to intimidate others, flatten the Eight Desolate Disciples along the way, and escape alive.
Once they got the "great news" about Heavenly Gate, this group of remnant Players immediately turned their coats, launching a surprise attack on the dumbfounded Heavenly Gate NPCs. After taking down the Heavenly Gate NPCs, they simply hoisted them up and carried them back toward Heavenly Gate, hoping to atone for their crimes and earn merit, so they could pay a little less protection fee to Black Wind Village Chief.
All these weird phenomena fully showed just how uncontrollable Players were and how low their moral bottom line had sunk—honestly to a rage‑inducing degree.
On the Jianghu Forum, the Eight Desolate Disciples, who suddenly found themselves out of business, were so furious they spewed curses, vehemently condemning the Heavenly Gate remnants’ excessive "self‑discipline" for causing them to not even earn back their travel expenses. For a time, flame wars erupted on the forum, hilariously lively.
"A bunch of sanctimonious Eight Desolate Disciples actually have the dog face to say our Heavenly Gate remnants have no morals? Even if we jump off Snow God Mountain, freeze to death in Snow God River, or smash our heads into Black Wind Village Chief’s iron‑hard pecs, we will never fall into your hands."
"Well said! Honestly, the reason we’re willing to turn back from the wrong path is because we’ve long been moved by Black Wind Village Chief’s magnanimous heart and breathtaking looks. We feel his face is justified—just that sometimes he’s a bit too justified. If he’d just put on an ugly face, be a bit more down‑to‑earth, I think I’d be even more willing."
"Cut the crap, you mother—! What ’looks’ does Black Wind Village Chief even have? I..."
"I’ve memorized the ID of the guy upstairs. The village chief holds grudges; you guys mustn’t let this one off!"
"Sigh, for Heavenly Gate’s dividends, I trekked thousands of miles to Heavenly Gate, got blasted by wind for seven days, ate snow for three. I didn’t learn any Martial Arts, didn’t get any compensation, and got called an idiot for ten days straight! I’m pissed!!"
"Idiot! If you don’t hurry up the mountain, Black Wind Village Chief might fill all the slots."
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On Heavenly Gate Ice and Snow Square.
Jiang Dali, who had long since ordered tables and chairs to be brought out and hot tea served, emotionlessly harvested wave after wave of leeks, enjoying the feeling of Cultivation Points and Potential Points "whooshing" upward.
Occasionally, some Players who didn’t have enough Cultivation Points and Potential Points would be written down on credit with a single stroke of his brush, approved as registered outer disciples of the Mountain Village. They enjoyed none of the Mountain Village’s benefits, only a one‑month protection period from the Mountain Village.
Within this month, if these indebted Players scraped together enough Cultivation Points and Potential Points and went to any sub branch of the Mountain Village to learn the Martial Arts corresponding to the high tuition, they would then officially be regularized.
Of course, this one‑month credit period also came with a certain amount of interest and late fees.
Jiang Dali’s goal, of course, wasn’t something as shallow as squeezing a bit more blood and sweat money out of the Players, but purely to spur them into actively repaying their debts out of heartache over the interest and late fees.
If these were normal recruits, he naturally wouldn’t use such drastic methods.
But when dealing with a bunch of Heavenly Gate remnants, if he didn’t adopt such strong measures, not only would he fail to convince the Players inside the Mountain Village, he also wouldn’t achieve any deterrent effect. As a Great Village Chief, being clear about rewards and punishments was the most basic requirement.
The Heavenly Gate remnants themselves also carried a subconscious sense of guilt due to their identities. Not only did they not feel his methods were excessive, but after paying the hefty tuition, they felt their guilt ease, so even taking things on credit let them finally breathe a sigh of relief.
As someone who’d been through all this, Jiang Dali had a death‑grip on these complex, contradictory aspects of human nature.
What surprised him, though, was that his "friendly" actions instead prompted a huge number of Heavenly Gate remnants who had already fled to actively come back and defect, even turning their coats and capturing many Heavenly Gate NPCs who had escaped with their lives and hauling them back.
So much so that what was originally planned as a leek field that would take just one hour to harvest kept expanding; by now, his Cultivation Points and Potential Points had already increased by more than seven hundred thousand and eight hundred thousand respectively.
"Although this harvesting speed isn’t exactly slow—as long as the leeks keep coming, I can sit here for half a day and rake in over a million Cultivation Points and Potential Points... compared to the explosive surge from organizing a large‑scale faction event, this feels downright slow."
Jiang Dali waved his hand, and the maid beside him immediately stepped forward gracefully to pour tea.
His gaze fell on the remaining Heavenly Gate remnants in the line behind him; although there were still people hurrying up the mountain one after another, this dribs-and-drabs pace, like a pony taking a leak, was making him lose patience.
By now, all the chains used to bind and carry the Void Heavenly Realm had been prepared.
Even the Fire Qilin, which hated cold environments, had come back up the mountain again.
All the preparatory work was already in place.
Jiang Dali immediately waved his big hand, stopped transmitting and teaching Martial Arts, and arranged for all Heavenly Gate remnants who had not yet learned the entry-level Martial Arts to either go to the various sub branches of the Mountain Village later to study on their own and pay tuition, or wait until the Black Wind Village’s Snow God Mountain sub branch was established, then study on their own in the corresponding Hall of Transmitting Skills.
This sudden move naturally threw all the Heavenly Gate remnants who had rushed here in high spirits into shock and panic, while quite a few of those who had already paid tuition and successfully come up the mountain were gloating.
This NPC Big Boss Jiang Dali, who in the Players’ eyes had a strong personality and high degree of freedom, once again refused to play by the script, leisurely ending work that wasn’t finished yet and just throwing the job aside and leaving.
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In front of the towering, cloud-piercing, magnificent Gate of the Void Heavenly Realm.
Sikong Zhaixing was knocking and tapping here and there, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes clicking his tongue in amazement.
Seeing Jiang Dali riding the Demon Dragon over with a gust of hurricane wind, he spoke without even turning his head, "About ready. This Heavenly Gate Master really keeps a tight guard on his airborne Treasure Hall. In terms of the delicacy of the mechanisms and structure inside, it’s no worse than the Dragon Ascending Land in your Mountain Village."
Jiang Dali crossed his arms and frowned at that, "So you’ve been to my Mountain Village’s Dragon Ascending Land? You even dare set your sights on my stuff?"
Sikong Zhaixing’s fur all over tightened; realizing he’d slipped up, he hurriedly turned around, rubbing his hands and laughing dryly, "No, no, misunderstanding, total misunderstanding. I just heard about it, so I studied it from far away, yeah, from far, far away..."
Jiang Dali rolled his eyes inwardly, secretly on guard; once he got back he’d have to further tighten the defenses on several Treasure points.
Fortunately, some of his precious Treasures like the Dragon Vein and He’s Jade Disc had already been transferred off the Demon Dragon in advance; otherwise they’d definitely have been targeted by this thief too.
"So how do we open this Gate now?"
He leapt sideways over, landed beside Sikong Zhaixing, and looked up at the grand Profound Ice Gate over four Zhang tall, four times his size.
Sikong Zhaixing spread his hands and said, "This Ice Sect gate is at least three Zhang thick, or it might as well be a perfect cube of a Gate. I’ve roughly estimated it with a calculation method my sect got from an ancient barbarian country. If we use their unit ’meter’ to calculate—
A piece of ice about 1 meter in size weighs roughly 1 ÷ (1 + 1/11) = 1 ÷ 12/11 = 11/12 (m³), 1 × 11/12 ≈ 0.92 tons.
By that reckoning, this Ice Gate over four Zhang (2.33) high weighs close to nine tons at the very least. Plus we have to lift the Ice Gate up and open it slowly, village chief... this..."
Sikong Zhaixing looked up, anxiously eyeing Jiang Dali’s mountain-like, hulking Body beside him, and couldn’t help but sweat a little.
Even the Black Wind Village Chief, famed in the Martial World for limitless strength, might not be able to lift an Ice Gate weighing nearly nine tons with his bare arms. More importantly, it had to be lifted slowly, and there might be pauses in the middle due to mechanisms.
He couldn’t just explode with strength and flip the Ice Gate up in one go, or the mechanisms would be triggered. What this tested was no longer explosive power, but stable, sustained strength—undoubtedly several times harder.
"If it’s nine tons... that’s not exactly strenuous."
Jiang Dali clenched his fists, the muscles on his two thick arms bulging, not feeling much pressure at all.
Ever since he comprehended Power Level Mahavira, he could use Mahayana Unlimited Power to tap into his Body’s strength Potential, turning instantaneous explosive power into something sustainable.
Although this put an enormous load on the Body and could only be maintained for a period of time, opening the Gate within that period wouldn’t be difficult.
And even without using Mahavira’s power, just relying on Inner Strength to augment his power could make his Physical Strength multiply, even explode more than tenfold. So a mere nine tons really didn’t amount to much.
Still, to be safe, he had to drag along Xiao Feng, who also had Innate Divine Strength from his Qi Dan noble bloodline. The main point was that if the mechanism failed, under Xiao Feng’s cover he could immediately pull back, making sure to pull the entire Void Heavenly Realm out of the danger zone before the Void Heavenly Realm exploded...
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(Didn’t add extra Chapters yesterday; today I will. There’ll be another bonus update around six or seven this afternoon!)
