Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

"We’ve already told the Grandmaster the location of where we hid the items, and he didn’t even acknowledge it before letting us go. Are we being shortchanged?"

"When I was standing in front of the Grandmaster, I felt like I didn’t even dare to breathe. Whatever he asked, I answered; how would I dare to ask more questions?"

"Strange. We Eight Desolate Disciples fear nothing and no one, and everyone calls us Brother Jiaqian. Even if the Grandmaster wants something from us, he’d have to pay extra. So why was I so cowardly just now? It shouldn’t be this way."

"Nonsense. We’re dealing with things that the Grandmaster has already played with. Can the Grandmaster be compared to other NPCs? Offend other NPCs, and at most, it’s nothing more than a matter of life and death. Offend the Grandmaster, and you might not even die properly; instead, you could end up mutilated and eating excrement."

"Sigh! If we had known, we should have been more patient and taken some risks to get benefits at Shaolin. Now everything’s worse—life was already tough, and now it’s even harder."

Three Eight Desolate Disciples talked as they walked, and by the end, they all shivered and felt a wave of depression in their hearts.

They had risked their lives and went through incredible hardships, being chased by the top abnormal experts across two countries, just to keep their treasure safe. Even if the Grandmaster wanted to take the stuff, he should have given them benefits and paid extra. Returning empty-handed like this completely contradicts the principles collectively upheld by the Eight Desolate Disciples.

In other words: The Grandmaster has already broken the rules!

"You three boys, come with me!"

Just then, a voice sounded from the doorway ahead.

The three Eight Desolate Disciples looked up and saw Liao Rushen, wearing a tall cap and a white robe with gold embroidery and wide sleeves, standing and waiting at the doorway, waving with a smile.

The three of them exchanged glances, and even though they could only see each other’s black hoods, it was as if they could see the delighted expressions under each other’s hoods. They all perked up and immediately gathered around.

"You three have done a great deed. Naturally, the village chief is not a stingy person. He has instructed me to arrange for your rewards. Come with me, all of you."

The three Eight Desolate Disciples were overjoyed, feeling that their destitute lives had suddenly ushered in a new life filled with Golden Light, and they hurriedly followed Liao Rushen to receive their rewards.

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"These cunning little fellows."

Jiang Dali stood on the pavilion with arms crossed, watching the three Eight Desolate Disciples, whose bodies emitted a fading red glow, depart. He shook his head with a wry smile.

Indeed, not every player is necessarily an Eight Desolate Disciple, but every Eight Desolate Disciple is definitely a Brother Jiaqian. If there’s no money involved, not even the ancestors can negotiate terms. Those three were probably thinking of going back and stirring trouble on the Jianghu Forum, smearing his reputation.

But this is human nature, and Jiang Dali would not blame them.

The Eight Desolate Disciples are driven by their greedy style. If he took benefits and didn’t reciprocate, it would naturally provoke their retaliation. It’s not the disciples’ lack of loyalty since none of them have loyalty to begin with; they only care about more money or not.

Considering that the location mentioned by the two players isn’t far and is on the way to Shu, Jiang Dali decided to set off now to retrieve the Sweeping Monk’s relics.

After retrieving the relics, he would depart to bring back Bu Jingyun.

According to reports from the monitoring Dark Pile, as expected, Bu Jingyun’s whereabouts had been discovered on the way to Shu.

However, Bu Jingyun had been kidnapped by three mysterious people, and they even disguised him.

If it weren’t for Bu Jingyun intentionally leaving some marks because of his cleverness, the monitoring Dark Pile wouldn’t have noticed a thing.

At this moment, Master Cangling and others like Cheng Kun and the Human King, who had rushed nearby for a standby, had already set out for the target location, whereas the Yin Yang Temple People stationed a little further in Hailuo Gully stayed put.

Their mission was clearly to intercept and rescue Bu Jingyun.

Jiang Dali moved now to be prepared for any eventuality.

Indeed, God-searching Palace has been a power for hundreds of years and was a gathering place for countless odd people and different folks back in the day.

Even if the old experts of past times are dead or aged, the palace definitely still nurtures some new masters like Fa Zhi or even Beast Slaves.

While people like the Human King are top experts in the Gang Qi Realm, encountering a formidable character at the Heavenly Human Realm might not end well for them.

He turned and left the pavilion, instructing his subordinates to summon Chamu Long to await in the inner hall. With a long cry, he called for the Demon Hawk, leapt on its back, and went straight towards the rear prison.

Since the Ice God Couple joined, they even provided a temporary way to counteract the suppression of the Beast Pill.

Jiang Dali understood it was plausible for both of them to know the Beast Pill due to their children being captured and turned into Beast Slaves by the God-searching Palace in the past, so he didn’t doubt them and two days ago handed over the formula for mitigating the Beast Pill’s effects to Mo Feiyuan, asking him to study its feasibility.

Yesterday, Mo Feiyuan sent news, confirming that the formula might indeed alleviate the Beast Pill’s effects, but as for a creature like the Fist Tao God, whose animalistic instincts had overwhelmed his mind, feeding him to test the effects would be the only way to know.

An entire night had passed; the results must be evident by now.

If they could truly resolve the issue of the Fist Tao God’s animal transformation, it would benefit his understanding of the Undying God and might enable him to use the Fist Tao God as an insider to infiltrate the God-searching Palace.

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The wind howled as morning mist encircled above, and the peak prison, piercing through the clouds like an Eagle Feather arrow, emerged amidst the fog.

Stalwart pines on precarious cliffs danced in the breeze as the mountain stream glistened, occasionally purling as it flowed, or trickling down, converging and zigzagging downwards.

The Demon Hawk let out a long cry, folded its wings, and swooped down toward a giant platform carved out below the mountain peak.

Inside that gigantic platform was the prison, and the only way to access it was via a chained path connected to the gorge below. Without supreme Qinggong, even experts would find it difficult to sneak in.

"Village Chief!"

Mo Feiyuan heard the eagle’s cry and immediately left the prison to greet, bowing to Jiang Dali, who descended from the Demon Hawk with a fluttering Black Cloak.

"How is it going?"

Jiang Dali’s booming voice reverberated off the mountain rocks, his piercing eyes falling upon Mo Feiyuan.

Mo Feiyuan’s heart tightened, he replied, "Reporting to the Village Chief, the elixir to counteract the beastly nature was administered to Lord Quan yesterday, but afterward, Lord Quan fell into an unconscious state, seeming quite pained. He woke twice in between, his beastly nature erupted, and he even killed two guards and several prisoners.

Currently, Lord Quan remains in a deep sleep, his beastly nature seems to have invaded his mind, making it hard to eradicate. Thus, although the medicine makes him sleep peacefully, upon waking, his beastly nature remains unchanged."

"Oh?"

Jiang Dali furrowed his brow and strode toward the prison gate, "I will go take a look!"

Mo Feiyuan hurriedly followed beside him, gesturing to the guards at the gate to open it quickly.

As the sound of the iron gate lock clicked and clanged, the heavy fine iron doors rumbled open from both sides, revealing a mechanized passageway leading diagonally down to the prison within the mountain’s belly.

On the rocky walls on either side of the passage, embedded Luminous Pearls illuminated the way, casting a spectral glow akin to the underworld, mixed with damp and putrid odors and beast-like snorting sounds wafting through.

Aside from this sound, the prison was unusually quiet, devoid of any prisoner commotion.

It seemed as if the entire prison only contained a single monstrous beast, and even the gate guards appeared frightened and timid.

Jiang Dali snorted coldly, leaving behind, "You wait here," before descending alone into the dark, damp stairway.

He knew that both guards and prisoners likely feared Lord Quan to death.

Such a strong Heavenly Human 8th Realm expert, even after Jiang Dali had sealed their acupoints and restricted their movements, the opponent had ingested a Beast Pill that sacrificed life potential for massive power, and a slight eruption of beastly nature would unleash unimaginable strength, even at a tenth of power, which the guards and prisoners here could not withstand.

Moments later, he reached the bottom of the prison, seeing Lord Quan’s robust form bound with refined gold chains, firmly shackled to a massive iron cast pillar. Terrifying Evil Qi emanated from his disheveled, forlorn majestic physique.

From the twisted chains’ condition, it was evident that the person had erupted with beastly nature trying to break free while waking.

Jiang Dali frowned as he approached; even before he got too close, his formidable aura stimulated Lord Quan who awoke abruptly like a beast.

Swish—

In the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes filled with bloodshot veins locked onto Jiang Dali’s figure.

The air seemed to instantly become oppressive and restless.

"Roar!!"

Lord Quan let out a beast-like roar, using all his strength to rush forward from the binding iron pillar, eyes widening ferociously, roaring heavily.

"Kill kill kill!!!!"

Clang!

Two steel-like thick arms bound by chains violently thrust forward, brimming with Evil Qi, the Fist Power compressing the air tightly, making it hard to breathe.

"Lord Quan! Calm down!"

Jiang Dali’s tiger eyes sparkled sharply, shouting fiercely, suddenly both fists transforming into claws and simultaneously reaching out to clash against the opposing fists.

Boundless enormous strength erupted instantly like a torrential flood, drilling into Lord Quan’s sturdy arms, causing the bones to crackle, forcibly pressing Lord Quan’s body back onto the iron pillar.

"Dang!"

Lord Quan howled fiercely, his head slammed against the iron pillar, his scarlet eyes flickering, almost falling into unconsciousness again under Jiang Dali’s Primordial Spirit Shock.

Just as his beastly nature intensified, veins bulging and about to rage.

Jiang Dali’s authoritative eyes pierced into Lord Quan’s gaze like twin beams of Extreme Light, instantly forming two whirlpools, pulling his mind inward...

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