Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 989 - 784~785: Layers of Mist! New Heights of Robbery!
And those protectors once beside the Emperor of Ming...
Like the Ghost King Xu Ruowu of the Ghost King Mansion, where is he now, and why did he so easily let the Emperor of Ming die at the hands of Zhu Wushi?
Thinking of this, Jiang Dali felt as if he had grasped some answers.
"Could it be Prince Yan Di? He calculated that after Zhu Wushi killed the Emperor, he would simultaneously target the other princes and royal members, and through Cihang Jingzhai, he knew I would target Zhu Wushi.
So knowing Zhu Wushi died at my hands, he went along with the plan, using the rebellious monks who defected from the Pure Thought Zen Sect to eliminate the other princes and royal members Zhu Wushi hadn’t managed to deal with.
This way, he could remove all rivals for the throne and blame the already dead Zhu Wushi, leaving only his bloodline of the Zhu family for the Ming throne.
Therefore, Ying Yuan specifically led me here to witness these two executioners, warning me of the intrigue, hoping I would continue to weigh who to support rather than following Cihang Jingzhai’s arrangements?"
As these thoughts ran through his mind, Jiang Dali continued to interrogate the eunuch who hadn’t completely died, receiving only a cold laugh in response.
"Do you think I, the village chief, really care?"
Jiang Dali snorted softly.
With a forceful squeeze of his five fingers, he crushed the last evil monk.
Then he shared some of his speculations with Dongfang Bubai and Nie Renwang.
Dongfang Bubai nodded slightly, "The person doing this must be one who gains from it. Currently, it seems Prince Yan Di is indeed highly suspicious."
Jiang Dali: "Indeed, the other surviving princes and royal members are not without suspicion, but in terms of power and capability, only Prince Yan has that potential. Since ancient times, there is no family affection within the imperial family; killing siblings for the throne is no big deal.
However, from the start, I never intended to support Prince Yan.
Ying Yuan leading me here to inform me of this is rather unnecessary; I am more interested in meeting this living Buddha."
Nie Renwang waved his hand and said, "I am least fond of meddling in these power struggles. Now that the matter here has concluded, I will go look for Ying Yuan.
If I find him, I’ll notify you; if not, I’ll return in three days, by then Yan Ying should be in Ming Country."
Jiang Dali glanced at the sky.
In the distance, the Demon Hawk was already shaking its head in the air, circling back.
This indicated that no ’prey’ was found.
He nodded at Nie Renwang, "Very well."
Parting ways.
Jiang Dali returned to the original battlefield.
Players were still scouring the ground, fervently searching for the Divine Weapon Heavenly Fury.
Yet, so much time had passed, and still, it was not found.
Some dishonest players had already started a few small tricks, quietly prying off a block or two of white marble stone bricks to hide away, taking advantage of the chaos to stealthily earn extra.
Consequently, the battlefield became even more chaotic, like a graveyard dug up by tomb robbers, full of pits and holes.
Jiang Dali observed this but did not stop it.
Being a big boss requires having the disposition of a big boss.
Sometimes turning a blind eye is far better than being overly demanding to win hearts.
Especially with these wilderness players, one must not only motivate with benefits but also take care of emotions, and so pave the way for sustainable development.
While the players were busy.
Jiang Dali didn’t sit idly.
He called some people to prepare large carriages, personally placing the two stone-carved dragon pillars into the carriage with great care.
Then he dispatched the four thousand elite Black Wind Village players, who were well-fed with war spoils, to escort the two stone-carved dragon pillars back to the headquarters at Song Country’s mountain village.
Originally, he planned to hire the best escort agency in Ming Country to escort this valuable item for him.
But considering that his Black Wind Village also engaged in the business of hijacking escorts, even if an escort agency dared accept, they might not be as reliable as his own Black Wind Village’s reputation.
In this Martial World, which mountain bandit would dare be so shortsighted to target the Black Wind Village Chief’s goods? It’s purely like showing off one’s inferior skills before an expert, a fool’s errand.
Utilizing the available Ming Palace treasury, Jiang Dali had a generous night.
Outside the Fengtian Gate, he rewarded the player army, settled the rewards for this grand faction battle, and additionally reimbursed each Eight Desolate Disciple with 20 taels of patterned silver for travel expenses, earning widespread praise from the Eight Desolate Disciples.
After all, the money he distributed wasn’t his own; Jiang Dali didn’t mind at all.
He had no interest in money. If he had it, he squandered it; if not, he directly took it from Ming Country’s treasury. Using his own money was impossible. He didn’t have any money anyway.
Before the Emperor of Ming was confirmed, he was the biggest in the palace.
Even the Heavenly King couldn’t stop him from spoiling his underlings with money.
The Jianghu Forum quickly reported his new achievement – "The most extravagant mountain bandit king in history, looting Ming Palace treasury for his underlings."
Players feared nothing.
Black Wind Village Chief also feared nothing.
Therefore, naturally, they shared the same sentiment.
The fearless players most feared and revered was the Black Wind Village Chief, his very farts were considered fragrant.
This was the core appeal Jiang Dali consistently cultivated.
On that day, Jiang Dali seemingly distributed a lot of silver taels.
In reality, he harvested a massive haul by absorbing the potential points and cultivation points of over forty thousand Eight Desolate Disciples involved in the battle, resulting in a tremendous surge in his cultivation points and potential points, truly profiting from the war.
Nonetheless, amidst this revelry, in the palace, beneath the moonlit night.
In a small building atop a solitary towering rock.
A tall, lean man clad in plain clothes stood proudly in the building, gazing far towards the direction of the Fengtian Gate, his eyes filled with the imaginative and dreamy qualities like those of a woman, shining with electric-like light, abruptly turning his head towards the forest path behind.
"I said your actions need to be swift, beware of Ying Yuan, yet you almost let him disrupt things, now the Black Wind Village Chief might have discovered something."
As this man turned, he revealed a long face.
At a glance, it seemed unremarkable.
But upon closer inspection, one would suddenly realize his unique character.
Especially with deeply sunken eyes accentuating his prominent hooked nose, giving an impression of a resolute and steady character, coupled with his suave and towering figure, the whole person exuded an indescribable aura of mystery and charm.
From the sparse forest, a monk with bloodstained aura emerged, hands clasped together.
This monk’s face bore little meat but had an extremely rosy complexion, his eyes bore a slight hint of benevolence as he smiled and said, "Why worry, Ghost King? Both my junior monks did not reveal any secrets even unto death, regardless of how wise the Black Wind Village Chief is, he would find it challenging to see through our plan. Besides, should he discover anything, it’s his misfortune, for he would be on the path of death if he dares to ruin my master’s grand plans."
The man referred to as the Ghost King snorted coldly, his eyes losing their spark, his tone laced with a hint of sarcasm, "You people of the Holy Dynasty always look down on those from the vassal states, yet your master employs the Black Wind Village Chief’s hand to test Xiong Ba, could it be even this overlord of the small Divine Martial vassal state worries you?"
The monk maintained the serene smile on his face, but a flash of blood light flickered in his eyes, he said lightly, "Even a small corner can hide a Hidden Dragon, not to mention after it ousted the Qin State, the Divine Martial Country has become the strongest vassal state, its deep foundation is not to be underestimated, it harbors numerous hidden masters; the nation’s fate can bear some strong individuals’ life charts.
Xiong Ba’s life chart is connected to the Divine Martial Country’s destiny, considered as Heavenly Destiny, even my master is unwilling to confront him directly, hence if Xiong Ba wishes to intervene in Ming Country, my master took so many steps."
The monk paused, took a deep breath, and said, "Alright, let’s act according to the plan. Bring out Heaven’s Anger, we shall proceed to the most crucial step."
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