Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1130 - 890: Everyone’s Fate! The Absolute Expert!

Chapter 1130: Chapter 890: Everyone’s Fate! The Absolute Expert!

The door bolt may close the door, but it cannot close the hearts of people, especially not a door where the bolt hasn’t fallen, which can’t contain the curiosity of two children.

Outside, the noise of chaos can be heard, as if they are condemning a great Demon.

Who are they condemning?

Bu Jingyun quickly hears the voices shouting outside. His cold face remains unmoved, yet his eyes reveal a strange maturity unfit for someone his age—like he has expected this, with hatred and numbness.

At this moment, he is already prepared to go out and find World Association Leader Xiong Ba, who demands his appearance.

He never wanted to owe anyone, even sympathy, and he doesn’t want to be a burden or indebted to anyone.

The man outside in black is his savior, and he doesn’t want to implicate him further.

Yet just as he steps forward, his arm is grabbed by Jianchen.

Jianchen says, "What are you doing? Don’t go out. My master will certainly protect us."

Bu Jingyun’s eyes waver slightly.

Protection?

Everyone now wants to hand him over to Xiong Ba to avert disaster. The black-clad uncle outside is just a chance acquaintance; will he protect him?

Unexpectedly, his step falters. He wants to see the reaction of the black-clad man, and even if he chose to retreat, he wouldn’t be surprised. He would voluntarily hand himself over to Xiong Ba to avert disaster for everyone, repaying the kindness of the man in black.

Outside, the black-clad man faces a group of former friendly neighbors, now speaking ill of him, and politely clasping his fists says, "Dear neighbors, indeed I have sheltered a child. But the child is young and innocent. If you feel we have disturbed your peaceful lives, we shall leave today then."

"No way!"

"You can leave, but hand over the child. The World Association wants precisely that child; if you don’t, we’ll all suffer."

"Yes, indeed! Hand over the child and leave here; we won’t trouble you."

Though the man in black long understood the evil of human nature, watching so many adults trouble a child still leads him to sigh in disappointment, but he understands the situation now; he truly faces a dilemma.

Since his wife’s tragic death, he withdrew from the Martial World, living in seclusion for years. Must he now leave this seclusion to confront one of today’s largest forces, the World Association led by Xiong Ba?

"Move, move!"

"We’ve found it, right here! There are two children hidden here!"

The crowd suddenly parts, as a group of World Association members wearing ghost masks violently push open the courtyard gate, ready to rush in. The leader immediately draws the longsword from his waist without a word.

The longsword reveals only a section, yet fresh blood shockingly drips from the blade, clearly having killed not long ago.

The black-clad man sighs lightly with hands behind his back, his gaze like lightning on the person’s longsword.

Suddenly, before the sword is fully drawn, it hums, vibrates, and even twists.

To bend a sword with one’s gaze!

The sword drawer, unbelievably, uses all his strength to grip the sword handle.

Around him, all other World Association members are startled and attempt to draw their swords.

But as soon as they grip the sword handle, it hums and vibrates greatly, like a snake struggling in their hands.

The black-clad man suddenly forms his right hand into a sword position, effortlessly waving it.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The fallen leaves in the basket on the ground suddenly fly out, erupting in astonishing Sword Qi and Sword Intent, thunderously striking all members of the World Association like a blizzard.

"Ahhh!"

All scream as they are blown out of the crowd, their black clothes and ghost masks torn apart, their skin marred by Sword Qi, blood flowing profusely, and more importantly, their meridians are injured by Sword Qi, losing all combat capability.

Inside, both Bu Jingyun and Jianchen widen their eyes.

Jianchen knew his master was powerful but never witnessed him fight in all these years, not expecting his master’s martial arts had reached such a deep realm.

Bu Jingyun is even more astounded, feeling the mysterious black-clad uncle’s strength is superior to his stepfather Huo Butian by unknown measures. If Huo Butian possessed such strength, how would the Huo Family have been wiped out?

If he could learn everything from him, he could surely save his mother from Xiong Ba.

The villagers are terrified and shivering, never imagining the stranger would have such frightening strength, thinking back to when they questioned and chased him away, worried what might happen if he gets angry and blames them.

A group of villagers scatter in a messy escape.

The black-clad man calmly watches the stumbling World Association members rising from the ground and says, "Go tell Xiong Ba, to become the World’s No. 1 Gang leader requires not just great martial power but also a broad mind. To bicker with a child is not something befitting a true gang leader. This child won’t appear before him anymore, and he needn’t continue the pursuit."

The World Association members, a mix of shock and anger, glare at the black-clad man, ready to speak.

"Creak," the stone gate behind suddenly opens.

Bu Jingyun steps out from the door, the small figure showing a composure and determination mismatched with his age, addressing the turning-astonished black-clad man.

"I want to find Xiong Ba!"

The black-clad man is dumbfounded but soon understands, nodding, "You don’t want your mother to suffer under Xiong Ba’s hands? Child, even if you appear before him willingly, it might change nothing."

He doesn’t understand why Xiong Ba pursues this peculiar child so relentlessly.

Yet he knows that once the child falls into Xiong Ba’s hands, the child’s future fate can be foreseen given Xiong Ba’s cunning.

Bu Jingyun didn’t intend to answer but, remembering the black-clad man’s recent double help, couldn’t bear to remain silent and cold, so he calmly says, "At least the people in that town would be safe."

The black-clad man is moved.

He already saw the coldness and hostility in the child’s heart, not shedding a single tear for the mass death at Huo Family Manor, assuming the child wouldn’t care for anyone yet surprised by his choice here.

Perhaps this isn’t love, but a sense of responsibility.

After Bu Jingyun finished speaking, he walked towards the group of astonished and joyful World Association members.

The man in black stood in place, a look of desolation on his face. The scene before him rekindled a bit of warmth in his already cold heart, prompting an urge to intervene on the child’s behalf.

However, Bu Jingyun seemed to notice his intentions and, as he passed by, said calmly, "This is my choice, I don’t want to owe anyone."

The man in black was taken aback, watching Bu Jingyun walk past, understanding once more the heart of this child.

This child needed no one’s sympathy, nor did he wish to owe anyone.

Because of his stubbornness and pride, he was so stubborn that he needed no one’s sympathy, something one would hardly expect from a mere seven-year-old.

"This is his choice, perhaps this is fate?"

The man’s previously warmed heart turned cold once again.

Everyone has their own choices and fate; others can interfere once, but how can they interfere for a lifetime?

Once he had tried to change the fate of others more than once, but ultimately, he couldn’t change the fate of his wife. His fate ended when his wife died, so why should a nameless, formless man revive once more?

He seemed to not hear Jianchen’s call from behind, nor see the group of World Association members joyfully take Bu Jingyun away...

He looked up at the not-so-distant babbling brook, so full of life, yet he was weary.

If a person feels they’re already dead, unafraid of death, what is there to fear? It’s merely a weariness, a weariness deep into one’s bones and blood, weary of killing, of bleeding, of the deceit of the Martial World.

He would never forget the scene of holding his beloved wife’s corpse for three days and nights.

At that time, his Sword Dao cultivation was unrivaled in the world, his name resounded everywhere, but so what? He had made too many enemies for fame and fortune. When his beloved wife was killed by enemies, he didn’t even know which enemy was responsible, not knowing who to seek for revenge.

He didn’t sleep or eat, consumed by grief, yet could not shed a tear. On the third night, it suddenly poured rain, as if the heavens were crying on his behalf...

He carried his wife’s swollen corpse outside in the pouring rain, running, from that moment on, he had given away his life, given away his name.

From that moment on, he was Wu Ming!

"Master! Jingjue he..."

"Let him be, this is his choice, this is his fate..."

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Xiong Ba never expected to see Huo Jingjue again so soon.

No, it should be Bu Jingyun.

In his heart, he felt both pleased and a bit disappointed.

Since the child appeared willing for his mother and those completely unrelated, it proved he wasn’t as cold and heartless on the surface, not a perfect cold Overlord seed.

But it didn’t matter, as long as he was the destined Cloud, with the personality he was displaying now, Xiong Ba was very satisfied. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

He walked out of the tent with a smile, opening his arms to welcome Bu Jingyun, who was being brought back by a group of his subordinates.

Bu Jingyun, however, suddenly stopped twenty zhang away, staring coldly at him, and said, "I want to see my mother."

Xiong Ba was startled, then suddenly laughed, his laugh creasing the corners of his mouth, "Jingyun, your mother is safe, waiting for you. She’s wondering why you left without saying goodbye, both the old man and your mother are waiting for you."

As Xiong Ba spoke, he raised his hand, and Yunong’s figure gracefully stepped out of the tent.

It was Yunong, still wearing her bride’s red clothes, with red lips and fair skin, so beautiful like a sixteen-year-old girl, smiling at Bu Jingyun, "Jingyun, where did you go? You had your mother so worried, thinking you were taken by bad people. Fortunately, Lord Xiong found you."

A chill ran through Bu Jingyun’s heart; his mother had never spoken so gently to him, and the mother before him made his heart cold.

But he always remained expressionless, even if his heart felt cold, he maintained his composure.

Seeing Bu Jingyun not speaking, the leader of the group that brought Bu Jingyun immediately stepped forward to report the encounter, relaying the words of the man in black to Xiong Ba.

"Oh?"

Xiong Ba’s tiger eyes flashed with surprise and unexpectedness as his eagle-like brows raised; he slowly and solemnly said, "In such a small place, there’s actually someone who makes you unable to draw your swords without taking action? Who defeated you all with just a point of the finger? And dares to warn this old man? Who is he?"

All those who had seen the man in black were about to describe him, but suddenly, to their horror, they realized they had already forgotten what he looked like.

Not just one person, but everyone seemed to stammer, unable to say any specific descriptive words.

This bizarre scene made chills run through everyone’s hearts; they could only feel that the man in black they saw earlier seemed shrouded in a misty True Qi, making anyone who saw him forget, not knowing what sort of appearance he had.

Xiong Ba felt a chill run through his heart, knowing he had encountered an expert, an absolute expert. His gaze suddenly turned towards Bu Jingyun.

Perhaps only someone destined for Xiong Ba could experience such a strange encounter with such an expert?

An invisible sword is the most terrifying sword.

A person who can make others unable to see their true face is the most terrifying person.

Xiong Ba stepped forward, intending to personally approach Bu Jingyun.

Yet at this moment, a killing intent suddenly erupted like a raging storm from one side, suddenly attacking Bu Jingyun.

Xiong Ba snorted coldly, having been aware all along, and at this moment, casually raised his hand. With a spin of his five fingers, a tumultuous Qi Force instantly shot out in three surges.

"Ignorant of life and death!"

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