Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

In fact, if the Iron Gall Divine Constable did not harbor such great ambition and immense power, and had not threatened the Ten Great Generals of the borderlands with his wild ambitions for rebellion, the Emperor would not have made this decision.

Compared to the Iron Gall Divine Constable, who could bring Ming Country into complete devastation, although you, village chief, are also ambitious, at least you would not plunge Ming Country into the fiery depths of war."

At this moment, a prompt also appeared on Jiang Dali's panel.

"You have triggered the quest 'Emperor's Promise of Ming Country'

Quest details: The audacious Iron Gall Divine Constable intends to rebel. The Ming Emperor wishes to have him executed but laments the lack of a powerful warrior to do so. Therefore, he wishes to invite an expert to undertake this task in return for a generous reward.

Quest requirements: Assist Yan Jing'an and others from Cihang Jingzhai in killing the Iron Gall Divine Constable.

Quest reward: Ennoblement as a non-royal Prince of Ming Country, grant of a city outside Prefecture City, ten thousand taels of gold, and one treasure from the Ming Country's Treasure Vault.

Do you accept?"

"Heh heh heh, I can't tell if you're overestimating me or underestimating me."

Jiang Dali directly ignored the panel's message and coldly laughed at Yan Jing'an, "A non-royal Prince, the Ming Emperor is indeed making a grand gesture, a very shrewd calculation.

He knows that even if I were to become a Prince, being neither of royal lineage nor possessing the vast forces and energy that the Iron Gall Divine Constable has established in Ming Country, I would never be able to rebel.

And by merely helping him kill the Iron Gall Divine Constable, I would eliminate his greatest threat, allowing him to rest easy from then on.

Too bad... too bad that although I pursue self-interest in my actions, I place greater importance on emotion."

Yan Jing'an fell silent for a moment, then sighed, "Master Jiang truly has a man of sentiment, and it seems, unfortunately, that Jing An has overestimated you. This matter would obviously aid in the development of your career, yet you choose to act on emotion and disregard the benefits within easy reach.

Have you considered that if the Emperor were to let the Iron Gall Divine Constable go, upon his return, he may not target the Emperor first but instead cause trouble for you!"

Jiang Dali's expression chilled, "That possibility is not nonexistent, but do you really think the Iron Gall Divine Constable could do anything to me? In time, a showdown between him and the Ming Emperor is inevitable."

Yan Jing'an slightly nodded her head, "Since this is the case, the first matter for which Jing An came here today has ended in failure. I would like to ask Master Jiang about the second matter."

As she spoke.

"Snap!" A sound.

The slender hand that was holding the Buddha Beads had forcefully broken both the string of beads and a single bead.

Dozens of beads scattered onto the ground.

Bouncing like drops of water on a tile.

Creating a ding-ding-dong-dong sound.

Such a scene startled both Wang Yuyan and Kou Zhong who had just arrived.

Jiang Dali's gaze sharpened as he stared at Yan Jing'an, who had already grasped the hilt of her sword at her waist.

Her slim and graceful body, enveloped in snow-white silk, with her hair lightly brushing, casual and unrestrained, exuded a calm yet heart-palpitating Sword Intent, slowly brewing.

"Master!"

Kou Zhong cried out with a changed expression, eager to remind Yan Jing'an not to act foolishly.

Because he knew that although Yan Jing'an was strong, she was certainly no match for the village chief.

Due to his relationship with Feixuan, he really didn't want Yan Jing'an, who was also from Cihang Jingzhai, to suffer an embarrassing downfall.

"Heh heh heh...."

Jiang Dali's wild eyes sparkled with an electrifying glint, his muscular arms still crossed in front of his chest, and even without lifting a finger, he exuded an extremely intense and oppressive momentum, looking down and saying.

"Yan Jing'an, you may already be in the Heavenly Human Realm, but the level of your Cihang Sword Manual is not as high as your disciple Qin Mengyao's.

I'm afraid you are only at the Heart Rhinoceros Realm, if you choose to act today, you must be prepared to bear serious consequences!"

Under normal circumstances.

Jiang Dali would not have said such words but simply acted decisively to quickly resolve the matter.

But now, he truly didn't understand.

Why Yan Jing'an didn't deploy the forces of Cihang Jingzhai against the Iron Gall Divine Constable.

Why she felt the need to act against him instead.

Could it be that the Emperor of Ming Country is so generous that he believes Yan Jing'an alone can resolve Jiang Dali?

He is no Pang Ban, willing to withdraw from the Martial World for twenty years for Yan Jing'an.

Yan Jing'an's eyes showed no fear; instead, they shone even brighter as he said, "Meng Yao is the only one among the many talents of Cihang Jingzhai in the past two hundred years who possesses both that kind of innate gift and talent, as well as the hope to overcome the hurdle of 'worldly affairs.'

As her master, my Power Realm is falsely high and not worthy of much.

But today, I still intend to make a move against the village chief, desiring to use the chief's strength to gauge the strength of the Iron Gall Divine Constable.

The chief need not hold back, because Jing An is not acting alone."

Almost as soon as her words had fallen,

a tall figure wearing a straw raincoat and bamboo hat appeared, a rugged-looking middle-aged man with narrow, often sickly yellow eyes.

He walked slowly into the courtyard.

Jiang Dali's pupils abruptly constricted, his gaze instantly falling upon the opponent's waist, where a black-sheathed longsword, four feet and nine inches long, was fastened.

This seemingly ordinary sword was anything but, for it was the renowned Rain Covering Sword from the Martial World!

This intimidating-looking heroic man was not as tough as he appeared, but rather a gentle and tender-hearted individual, as indicated by his delicate hair and slender fingers.

Because he could be extreme in emotion, he could also be extreme in swordsmanship—Lang Fan Yun!

"Lang Fan Yun of the Angry Flood Dragon Gang, at your service. I've long admired your name, village chief."

Lang Fan Yun's voice was clear and forthright as he saluted Jiang Dali with clasped hands, his tone polite and modest. He expressed regret, "It is unfortunate that at our first meeting on invitation by Jing An, we must come to blows.

Would you truly not consider joining forces with us to collectively oppose the Iron Gall Divine Constable?"

"Is it Rain Covering Sword Lang Fan Yun!?"

"The leader of the Angry Flood Dragon Gang, the top of the Black List, Lang Fan Yun!?"

Wang Yuyan and the others were all greatly shocked.

Compared to Yan Jing'an, Lang Fan Yun's reputation was clearly greater and more resounding. He was also seen by the Demon Master Pang Ban as a top expert and formidable opponent.

Jiang Dali's expression had returned to calm, his gaze intently nodding to Lang Fan Yun, "I too regret that upon first seeing your Rain Covering Sword, it is to cross hands with you, rather than to sit down and drink together.

Such are the affairs of the world, such is the Martial World; each of us has our own choices."

With that said,

The three of them spoke no more.

At the end of the road lies the end of the world, and at the end of a talk lies the sword.

An atmosphere of incredible oppression and solemnity began to ferment in the air.

Even the rain falling from the sky seemed to freeze, transforming into sharp and threatening swords.

Standing right beside Jiang Dali, Wang Yuyan felt waves of Powerful Energy surging back and forth. Her body, not yet soaked by the rain, was already drenched in cold sweat from the tension, her complexion turning pale as she involuntarily ceased her actions, channeling her Cultivation with all her might in resistance.

Suddenly, Jiang Dali reached out, his large hand grasping Wang Yuyan's shoulder and flinging her backward.

Wang Yuyan let out a startled cry, finding herself flying back as if riding the clouds.

At that same moment, she only heard a warning, "Brother Jiang, be careful!"

The next instant, a low hum like the roar of a dragon filled the air, and in her pupils, she saw the rain covering the sky, appearing abruptly like twinkling stars, enveloping and flooding over Jiang Dali's towering figure.

She instantly understood what was meant by the renowned "Rain Covering Sword" of the Martial World.

"Village chief!"

Wang Yuyan cried out in alarm...

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