Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1352 - 1040: The Nickname in the Zhonghua Pavilion
Clang!—Clang!—
Inside Lingyun Cave, a large group of elite Black Wind Village players gathered in the central hinterland of the periphery, sweating profusely as they swung iron shovels, digging the dark ore that Jiang Dali had named "Qilin Ore."
"-43!"
"-23!"
"-49!"
One after another, Qi-Blood damage numbers emerged from above the players’ heads every minute or two, causing this group of players to almost only be able to dig for about half an hour before having to quickly lift the ore and exit Lingyun Cave, rotating with the next batch of Black Wind Village players waiting on the boats outside, entering with shovels to dig.
Though the fire poison pervading Lingyun Cave had lessened due to the departure of the Fire Qilin, it wouldn’t completely dissipate in a short time, still causing harm to those entering within.
Fortunately, the elite Black Wind Village players entering Lingyun Cave were all blood bulls, able to stay inside for two quarters without affecting efficiency.
This smoothly flowing mining operation had been proceeding for an hour since the Fire Qilin was transported away.
The boat lingering beside Leshan Giant Buddha was already piled high with Qilin Ore, attracting jealous, curious, and angry gazes from many players on the distant embankment.
However, facing the blockade line almost formed by the Black Wind Village fleet on the river and the lurking Demon Dragon in the depths, despite the indignation, the players and Martial World people gathered did not dare to rashly invade Lingyun Cave. From time to time, the crowd erupted with waves of complaints and curses.
"It’s too hateful! Why won’t they let us into Lingyun Cave? All the treasures in the cave have been snatched by Black Wind Village."
"Isn’t that right? Black Wind Village is too tyrannical. I thought the Village Chief wouldn’t be so domineering, but he’s just a petty man, forcibly monopolizing Lingyun Cave’s resources. Tsk, tsk, the look of greed!"
"Brother, I don’t like your tone. Although the Village Chief is now monopolizing Lingyun Cave’s resources, this was all developed by them. I’m not happy either, but letting us enter Lingyun Cave for treasure is a favor; not letting us in is also justifiable."
"Certainly. Do you think the Village Chief of Black Wind Village is running a charity hall? If you obtained such a treasure trove, would you share it with everyone for development? Besides, they started as bandits, hardly likely to be that altruistic."
"Oh ho! I bet you two must be secretly disciples of the Eight Desolates! Lingyun Cave isn’t even theirs; why are they sealing it and not letting us in? Why?" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
"Just because their fists are bigger! Is that enough?"
Clatter—
The crowd was suddenly forcibly parted.
Dozens of robust, sharp-eyed elite mountain bandits, bearing the striking "Black Wind Village" title on their heads, pushed through the crowd, surrounding several troublemakers with swagger and bravado.
"Any of you got something to say? Dare to tell Grandpa face to face!"
At the forefront, a brawny man carried a heavy, long axe on his back, along with a seemingly weighty dark iron shield, his arms thicker than an average person’s thighs, his face crude and fierce.
Another man carried a longsword with a jade belt on his forehead, the largest Blue Jade Crystal embedded perfectly in the center, making him look exceptionally handsome and burly.
"Black Wind Village’s Black Tornado Tie Xiong!"
"And Power Sword Xu Fei!"
The troublemakers’ faces changed drastically, turning pale with fright and stepping back.
Memories of those who once offended Black Wind Village flashed across their minds—none met a good end; at best, they got blocked repeatedly at the Resurrection Point, while those severely wronged bore the Black Wind Seven Killings Order and hid to this day.
Immediately, they sobered up, hurried to apologize, and slipped back into the crowd.
"Hmph!"
Tie Xiong, who carried the giant axe, snorted coldly and disdainfully without further trouble, sweeping his eyes over the Martial World people and players with varied expressions, speaking sternly, "You all came a long way for the spectacle, not to cause trouble.
Let me inform you, the reason our Village Chief sealed Lingyun Cave is due to its complex situation and numerous taboos. Even our village elites can only operate in peripheral areas to excavate Qilin Ore.
If you insist on joining the excitement, there’s only one job inside: mining. The ore you dig will be bought by us with a fair price as a reward.
And don’t get too excited, remember that Lingyun Cave is filled with fire poison. Hmph, some of you with weaker constitutions may not withstand its attacks.
Tomorrow, our Black Wind Village will set up a recruitment point here at the embankment. To prevent too many undesirables from sneaking in, there will only be a hundred spots open daily, so sign up quickly."
Once this was said, the crowd buzzed with interest, though some players felt perplexed looking around.
Only a hundred spots available—how could that be enough with so many people here?
"If you want us to mine for Black Wind Village, at least let us know the purpose of Qilin Ore?"
A Martial World person asked boldly.
Tie Xiong scanned over, smiling coldly, "The purpose of Qilin Ore, you’ll learn soon enough. This ore is indeed precious, but don’t think you can sneak into Lingyun Cave and secretly take some.
Honestly, right now in Martial World, our Black Wind Village’s Divine Iron City is the only place skilled in smelting this ore. Other top sect forces like Tie Xin Island might also smelt it.
But do you think they’d dare smelt it for you?"
This statement dashed many hidden hopes, and they cursed quietly.
Currently in the vassal state Martial World, how many forces would dare offend Black Wind Village? Count them on your fingers.
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On the deck of a boat on the river, Jiang Dali casually tossed aside a piece of Qilin Ore, calmly refocusing back on the embankment.
He had long anticipated players wouldn’t lack interest in Lingyun Cave, and had prepared measures in response.
At this stage, let alone outside village players, even inside village players wouldn’t have Lingyun Cave opened recklessly.
These secrets within Lingyun Cave should not be disclosed at this moment, not only to avoid disrupting the balance between players but also to prevent the negative scenario where he loses control and appeal over the players.
However, complete disconnection from player interaction isn’t feasible; certain channels that attract players and create closeness still need to be established.
Therefore, Jiang Dali opens up 100 slots daily for players outside the Mountain Village to visit Lingyun Cave and participate in mining.
For the time being, Lingyun Cave is merely a mine to players. The routes leading from the outer perimeter to the interior have been arranged by Jiang Dali. He instructed craftsmen from Divine Iron City to install mechanisms, closing off the passages to prevent players and outside Martial World people from rashly entering.
The minerals excavated by players in Lingyun Cave must be sold to Black Wind Village. Most of these minerals are used by Jiang Dali to fill materials of the dangerous terrain in Leifeng Tower, while a small portion is reserved for the Mountain Village’s own use.
If any players luckily uncover an overlooked Blood Bodhi, it will be marked as a "Mountain Village Contribution Item" acquired in the wilderness. It must be handed over to the Mountain Village to receive rich rewards, and unauthorized use will result in a search by Black Wind Village.
This setup is Jiang Dali’s way of protecting his spoils.
He isn’t benevolent enough to let Blood Bodhi, a treasure that can strengthen his companions or boost loyal players, be casually dug up and consumed to increase their power.
However, realistically, at this stage, players qualified to consume Blood Bodhi and successfully refine it without dying are basically the top-tier players, likely numbering less than a hundred.
For regular players including Mountain Village Players, if they excavate a Blood Bodhi, the reward they receive would be a large fortune - like discovering an Easter egg during the mining process.
Seeing everything was accomplished, Jiang Dali, eager to save time, nodded slightly to Dongfang Bubai and Murong Qingqing, "Let’s go!"
"Village chief, be careful!"
Wang Yuyan gracefully approached, whispering a reminder, then stepped forward on tiptoe to fasten Jiang Dali’s cloak button.
"Don’t worry!"
Jiang Dali smiled lightly, looked at the dark shadow moving deep in the river below, and sent out a wave of Primordial Spirit.
"Come out, it’s time to go!"
"Roar! ——"
The water surface exploded with waves, revealing the intimidating green dragon body of the Demon Dragon. Under the moonlight, its scales glistened charmingly, its fangs and claws headed straight for the entrance to Lingyun Cave.
Jiang Dali chuckled, stepping horizontally across the void with the Sky Dragon Seven Steps, instantly landing on the Demon Dragon’s body.
Dongfang Bubai, like a red shadow, flew lightly and swiftly followed.
The duo and the dragon immediately penetrated into Lingyun Cave, rushing toward the location they previously discovered — Emperor Huang’s Tomb.
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Meanwhile.
In Divine Martial Country, within Zhonghua Pavilion.
The once arrogant and hideous Po Jun now willingly wears the attire of a waiter, like an ordinary clerk in the tavern, busy wiping tables and chairs.
Those coarse yet slender hands that once held swords to kill without hesitation now hold a dirty rag to wipe tables and chairs, appearing swift and skillful, as though he has been a waiter for over a decade, rich in experience.
My heavens!
What could have happened to make this proud and arrogant son of the Sword Sect abandon his sword and take up a foul rag he once despised, to perform this kind of work only a lowly person would do?
The carefree patrons in the tavern likely wouldn’t be so relaxed and jovial if they knew the man who serves them with just a finger could kill them effortlessly was indeed Po Jun.
One patron actually knows Po Jun’s identity; not only does he know, but he comfortably enjoys Po Jun’s service, provokingly instructing him as if purposely probing this proud Sword Sect son’s limits of patience.
"Waiter! Come here!"
He calls out.
With a blank expression, Po Jun immediately appears before him, bowing to listen for orders.
The patron gestures to the spilled alcohol on the floor, "The floor’s too dirty, clean it up for me, and this silver ingot here is your reward."
He slams a fifty-tael silver ingot onto the table, drawing the attention of other patrons in the tavern, causing some to stare in astonishment, and even prompting others to consider helping to clean the floor for the silver.
Just wiping the floor to earn fifty taels of silver is a stroke of luck one would struggle to find even with a lantern—that patron is too generous.
Though wiping the floor typically requires bending down, perhaps even lying flat, what’s that compared to fifty taels?
However, seeing that the patron has bizarre dual-colored hair—black on the left and red on the right—an outfit of flame-red robes, and dark as night metallic battle armor, everyone who feels tempted instinctively senses danger, dare not to ask for this "good" task.
Po Jun knows that the person in front of him isn’t simple and understands this is intentional harassment, probably recognizing Po Jun’s identity or seeing through his strength, intentionally testing him.
But he doesn’t care.
Putting on that waiter’s attire meant he had forgotten his past arrogance, forgotten his self-proclaimed prestigious status, willingly becoming a servant, a servant without pride.
He is now simply the waiter, his old name, not Po Jun the Sword Sect’s son...
The name "waiter" implies he no longer pursues any fame within the Sword Sect or desires repute; it implies he abandoned his grand name by starting anew as a dispensable errand boy...
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