Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

After years of slow recovery, he was struck down by Jiang Dali, who killed him straightforwardly with a mighty blow.

The old eunuch, hiding within the depths of the palace, stealthily absorbed the Dragon Energy for protection and reduced the impact of the three calamities, thinking he could rest easy.

He never expected that he would storm into the Forbidden City with Dongfang Bubai and Xiao Feng and engage in an intense battle.

It was likely this battle that caused the old eunuch to act rashly, thus disturbing the Qi Fortune and bringing about a change in his destiny.

As a result, he died at the hands of him and Iron Gall Divine Hou during the battle for the throne in the Forbidden City—an indication that he ultimately failed to transcend the calamity of man.

"So by that logic, it seems my, Jiang Dali's, fate is much tougher than both Wuya Zi's and the old eunuch's, huh? I've managed to 'out-tough' these old guys!

There's also the Sweeping Monk who I sought out myself last time but never fought with all his strength.

That old guy must be the smartest one. He'd rather let me break two of his ribs than go all out and risk revealing his Qi Fortune and inviting disaster... Tsk tsk tsk, these old things really know how to endure."

"Village Chief!"

In the midst of a raging storm,

A high-pitched cry of a woman, accompanied by the screech of an eagle, cut through the air.

Jiang Dali looked up to see Wang Yuyan riding the eagle towards him. He thought to rise to his feet, but his body ached as though it was falling apart, and he was temporarily unable to move.

Pfft—

Wang Yuyan leaped from the eagle while still several meters from the ground, rushing through the curtain of rain with hurried movement technique.

Upon seeing Jiang Dali, burnt black with not a hair left on him, just a pair of gleaming eyes peering at her, she immediately relaxed and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Such a comical and bedraggled sight of the Black Wind Village Chief!

She had never seen such a thing before, and now, with her worries over, she couldn't help but laugh so hard that she rocked back and forth, gradually laughing until she cried, overwhelmed by fright, and then ran up to throw herself into Jiang Dali's embrace.

"Hey!"

Jiang Dali was knocked breathless by the impact, pain thumping throughout his body, his teeth clenching with a crunch.

"Ah!"

Wang Yuyan also exclaimed in shock, only realizing something amiss as she flung herself onto him, noticing the scent of burnt flesh and the robust masculine fragrance.

His heart felt like a scorching flame burning against her chest, her face flushed red as she pushed Jiang Dali away, nervously sweating at the tip of her nose, realizing that Jiang Dali at this moment was... was completely uncovered...

"I'm sorry, Village Chief! I'll go get your clothes right now, oh you must be hurt, and I'll get medicine too, just wait."

Wang Yuyan stood up, twisted her dampened skirt, and with a flushed face, ran towards the stunned Demon Hawk, feeling as if the cold rain on her face was also scalding hot.

"No need to get them."

Jiang Dali frowned and called out, "Come over and help me up; the medicine is useless for now. We can only make do with a makeshift shelter and rest here for the night. Go and find something to build a simple shelter from the rain."

Wang Yuyan trembled, standing frozen in place, wanting to turn around, fearing to face that scene again, and only managed a low "Oh."

Looking around, she saw nothing but scorched earth surrounding the desolate island.

Where could she possibly find anything to construct a shelter?

Besides... She was once a noble lady of the Gusu Wang Family, barely able to manage fetching well water, washing clothes, and cooking.

How was she to handle the ghost errand of building a shelter?

"Don't just stand there, bring my clothes, help me up."

Jiang Dali called out again, completely baffled by Wang Yuyan's behavior at the moment, standing so clumsily as if she was possessed.

"Ah, oh! Right!"

Wang Yuyan acted like a robot following commands, taking spare clothes from atop the Demon Hawk, then bowing her head with closed eyes, her heart tense as a drawn bowstring, reaching out to Jiang Dali, her fingers turning white from the force of grabbing the clothes...

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