Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Thinking this way, his interest in the so-called Divine Dragon of the Chamu Clan diminished greatly. He’s afraid that even the power of those Eight Dragon Balls is very limited.

"Brother Cha Mu, do you know that the reason I brought you out this time is to take you to Zhongxin Hall to deal with your affairs? Once your matters are settled, I hope Brother Cha Mu can stay in my Mountain Village, to help me manage it well."

Jiang Dali changed the subject and said with a calm smile.

Among the twelve people recruited this time, he actually placed his highest hopes on Chamu Long.

Although this person’s own martial arts talent can’t be compared to his astonishing genius, it is still quite excellent. Otherwise, he would not have been able to slowly cultivate himself to the Heavenly Human Realm and return to the Martial World after being thrown into the abyss.

Moreover, as the former Clan Leader of the Chamu Clan, he possessed leadership qualities and management ability, making him an excellent candidate who could be cultivated to oversee an area of Black Wind Village himself.

Finally, and most importantly, this person had an excellent character; he repaid grudges and returned favors. If he helped this person greatly this time, the other party would surely repay him with loyalty and gratitude in the future.

Thus, compared to the other eleven people, Chamu Long made Jiang Dali quite satisfied in every aspect. This is why he was willing to spare time from his busy schedule to help this person resolve his grievances.

Upon hearing Jiang Dali’s words, Chamu Long immediately showed delight, almost forgetting his fear of heights as he stood up, rushed to the front of the chair, and said, "As long as the village chief can avenge me and my Chamu Clan, I, Chamu Long, swear to loyally and faithfully assist the village chief in developing Black Wind Village!"

"Good!"

Jiang Dali smiled as he took out a jar of wine, opened the seal, and took a hearty drink, saying, "Let’s finish this jar of wine first, drink strong wine, and then drink the blood of our enemies!"

"Cheers!"

Chamu Long took the wine jar and drank it heartily, the fresh wine drenching his neck, its fragrance spreading in all directions. The dizziness from his fear of heights was washed away by the wine at that moment, the more he drank, the clearer he felt, enjoying it immensely, laughing heartily.

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Yandang Mountain!

A golden sun shone on the cliff full of pines and cypresses. The cliff was adorned with beautiful, small purple flowers, which had not withered in the winter but swayed in the wind, as charming as fluttering butterflies.

Clouds moved above the peaks, and a few fish hawks that feared no cold hovered around the mountainside. Looking down, the shimmering water reflected a large lake below, with bamboo rafts floating on it, fishermen angling from the rafts, appearing from afar like tiny black dots.

There are no geese flying over Yandang Mountain.

There are no Martial World people in the Martial World.

Such peaceful and harmonious scenery is already a rare refuge for the spirit in a world full of conflicts.

Sadly, tranquility was never the main theme of this world. A loud eagle’s cry pierced through the clouds and fog, as if a king was declaring dominion over the sky, scattering a few fish hawks, soon appearing like a giant raft soaring across the sky.

Jiang Dali stood in mid-air with his arms crossed, the wind blowing his hair back swiftly. His gaze swept over the bamboo rafts on the lake and fell on a cliff covered with purple flowers on the opposite mountain.

According to the three Eight Desolate Disciples, when they initially fled to the vicinity of Yandang Mountain, they hid the Sweeping Monk’s relics in the crevices amidst the purple flowers of the mountains.

He stomped on the Demon Hawk, driving it closer.

The wings of the Demon Hawk flapped like a broad knife, causing the purple flowers to scatter like raindrops, petals falling in the air.

Jiang Dali grabbed with one hand, unleashing the Great Power Dragon Capturing Skill. A dragon-shaped energy burst into the crevice of the rock wall, pulling out a rock, capturing a cloth-wrapped object into his hand.

Chamu Long curiously watched this scene but did not speak or ask questions, being naturally calm and composed, and following Jiang Dali, he adhered to the excellent quality of speaking less and doing more, observing in silence.

"Is this what the Sweeping Monk left behind...?"

Jiang Dali looked at the item in the unfold cloth in his hand, a small metal cube made of countless black and white metallic dice, but not marked with dice spots, instead forming a six-sided "x"-shaped emblem.

He couldn’t help recall what Dongfang Bubai and others mentioned, that the Sweeping Monk once extracted a similar metal object from a string of giant Buddha Beads he left on Heaven Mountain.

They eventually tracked his whereabouts with that object, which could even harness the power of Dharma to open the Heavenly Vision. Could this possibly be that object?

If so, then this object is truly related to Dharma and considered a significant treasure of Shaolin.

Otherwise, the Sweeping Monk wouldn’t have risked his life to send it out, and the Purple Robe Scripture King wouldn’t have pursued it across two nations just to obtain it.

What he finds a bit poignant is that this object was originally hidden within Hui En’s Prayer Beads, which he had always worn, yet didn’t expect that after many twists and turns, it would land back in his hands now.

While speculating about the origin of this object, a notification message appeared on the screen.

"[Dharma’s Heart]

Category: Second-grade rare treasure

Description: Dharma once contemplated in the Dharma Cave of Shaolin’s Holy Land for nine years. In Buddhism, it is an unparalleled method to attain enlightenment; Siddhartha once meditated and pondered under the Bodhi Tree to understand the true principles of the world, becoming a Buddha. After nine years of contemplation, Dharma spoke two words to his disciple Hui Ke before passing— "not good"!

It turned out that during his nine years of contemplation, Dharma realized the Five Great Divine Abilities of Buddhism.

The first Divine Ability, Heavenly Vision, allowed Dharma in his last moment before finishing his nine-year contemplation to transcend himself and see the most terrifying entities in this world that he should not have seen. It was an entity born with the world, yet capable of completely reversing the world’s great catastrophe, a fearsome weapon.

Before passing, Dharma tried to destroy it but failed.

With no other choice, he entrusted the location and secret of this entity to his disciple Hui Ke.

To prevent the leak of this entity’s location information, Hui Ke crafted a mechanical object to conceal the information about the Catastrophe Weapon’s location within it.

For centuries, generations of Shaolin have passed it down and protected it, hoping to destroy the Catastrophe Weapon, but none has been confident of success. To this day, Dharma’s Heart remains, containing Dharma’s profound intention, hoping that future generations obtaining this item will not open it rashly."

"Yet another terrifying weapon capable of causing a world catastrophe?"

Jiang Dali, after reading Dharma’s Heart’s message, felt absurd, his pupils contracted slightly.

The Divine Stone that previously led to catastrophe was just destroyed in battle, and now there’s a more terrifying weapon that even Dharma feared and couldn’t handle, a weapon born with the world.

What could it be?

Does it involve the deepest secrets of the Mixed Martial Arts World?

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