Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1318 - 1018: Natural Barrier! A Laugh in the Martial World Wipes Away Grudges! (Monthly Ticket Bonus 8)

Chapter 1318: Chapter 1018: Natural Barrier! A Laugh in the Martial World Wipes Away Grudges! (Monthly Ticket Bonus 8)

"The village chief will be fine, right? I just felt the ground seemed to be shaking."

At the foot of the Leifeng Tower ruins’ steps, Wang Yuyan paced restlessly in place, frequently looking up toward Leifeng Tower, her fair face full of worry.

Beside her, Murong Qingqing walked over with a calm smile, held Wang Yuyan’s soft hand in comfort, and said, "Yuyan, don’t worry. Your village chief will be fine. Remember, General Yue and Hero Xiao have explored the tower’s base before, and they returned safely. Your village chief, the Champion King with his unparalleled divine skill, will of course be alright."

"Really?"

"Of course it’s true."

"I hope so."

Wang Yuyan muttered softly and then smiled, looking at Qingqing’s beautiful yet dignified face. Seeing the fearless light in her eyes, she felt much more at ease and shook her head.

"Actually, I’m not that worried about him. I know he can handle it for sure."

Murong Qingqing stifled a laugh, her lovely eyes twinkling as she leaned closer, deliberately prolonging her words, "Oh, is that so?"

Wang Yuyan’s face turned red, and she lowered her head, saying, "It... it is. It’s just that, after all, there are many mechanisms below. I’m afraid... it would have been better if the village chief had discussed with us beforehand.

Or, if he had first learned the new techniques I recently developed before going down, I’d feel much more at ease."

"Oh~~~ it seems a lady says one thing but means another. In the end, she’s still not too reassured!"

Murong Qingqing shook her head and teased with a laugh.

"Sister Qingqing, please don’t make fun of me."

Wang Yuyan, greatly embarrassed, held Murong Qingqing’s hand and gently shook it.

"You, oh you!"

Murong Qingqing extended her slender, jade-like finger to lightly press Wang Yuyan’s smooth forehead, sighing fondly yet with heartache, "I see that this girl’s heart has been completely stolen by this Mountain King, but the Mountain King only cares about bringing back all sorts of rare treasures from the mountain village. Does he care about this little woman’s heart?"

By the end of her words, Murong Qingqing sighed gently in her heart, but her ears remained in a state of cultivated Stealing Listening Skill, carefully monitoring the subtle movements deep underground, judging Jiang Dali’s safety.

Mo Wenchi, a lonely Martial World person carrying a sword.

Mo Wenchi with unresolved resentment, rain beats down on falling flowers... emotions desolate...

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With a long, whispering sound of ’whoosh.’

Jiang Dali’s body swiftly glided through a passage over a hundred meters long, breaking through layers of hot martial heat waves, finally reaching a deep, scorching cave.

Nearby, he only heard the ’rumbling and hissing’ of water and sounds like steam rising, as if small fists were pounding against his powerful eardrums, leaving them tingling and buzzing, faintly hearing the light sounds of earwax shattering.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Large waves of hot air continuously melded from the front, surging forward.

The Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber on his back was humming and trembling, seemingly excited by this scorching environment.

Jiang Dali used his fingers to scratch his itchy ears and took a big step forward.

Raising both arms, his cloak fluttered away, and with a wave of both palms, he unleashed two vortexes like Gang Wind, instantly dispersing the surrounding steamy heat.

The astonishing scene before his eyes left him momentarily stunned.

He saw eighteen lustrous spheres swirling in mid-air, radiating an awe-inspiring power, with their energies intertwining to form a constantly rotating spiral qi force.

"Are these the eighteen relics left behind by the Shaolin Eighteen Divine Monks after their nirvana?"

Jiang Dali stared in amazement at these eighteen Divine Monk Relics, feeling the surge of power contained within each.

Almost every one of these relics contained as much power as the Evil Emperor Relic he had obtained.

Yet here was a set of eighteen, showcasing the frightening magnitude of Shaolin’s foundation.

But this was not the most shocking part.

The truly astonishing sight was the over fifteen-meter-long and almost a meter-thick water column falling continuously from the cave ceiling above, crashing down upon the spiral qi force, only for most to be blocked, with only a little water slipping down the sides.

Five feet below, there was a pool glowing blood-red.

The violently steaming heat surged out of the blood-red area, and upon closer inspection, the blood-red-like-fire substance was actually magma.

A natural pool filled with molten magma lay just below the eighteen relics.

As the water from above stumbled into the magma pool, some of the magma darkened and cooled, releasing waves of steaming heat.

But because the magma churned and the quantity was substantial, and the water coming down from West Lake was not too abundant, this magma pool remained blistering hot, not cooled much.

"Is this the legendary Yellow Spring Tears and Hellfire of the God Demon Tales? Truly a marvel."

Jiang Dali took a light breath and activated the Golden Bell Qi Shield to insulate against the heat, approaching closely to witness this extraordinary natural wonder.

Water and fire intertwined.

Under West Lake, there existed a massive magma pool extending to the core of the earth. Who could have imagined such an incredible scene happening right before their eyes?

If not for the eighteen relics continuously releasing power and forming a spiral qi force to block most of the descending lake water, this place would have already been overwhelmed with magma and water, leaving no place to stand.

Should the West Lake water continue flowing into the magma pool and eventually reach the earth’s core, what would happen is beyond imagination.

Jiang Dali carefully sensed the continuously power-releasing eighteen relics, feeling the gradual depletion of their energy.

"Hui En was truthful. These eighteen Shaolin Divine Monk Relics, even if they can withstand this natural peril for a time, cannot guard like the Divine Stone for eternity. Perhaps in no more than forty-nine days, the power within the relics will be completely exhausted."

Thinking of this, Jiang Dali looked again at the vast magma pool below, its depth unknown, and shook his head slightly.

With ordinary means, even if this place were completely filled with earth and wood, it would be treating the symptoms, not the root cause. It’s difficult to completely resolve this natural barrier.

Because earth and wood simply cannot withstand the continuous burning of the earth fire magma.

Even if stones were used to plug the leaks at the bottom of West Lake, over time they still couldn’t bear the weight of the entire lake. Eventually, they would be burned by the magma, swept away by the lake’s water, causing the water of West Lake and the earth fire to merge.

Only the power released by the Divine Stone can forcibly withstand the water pressure gushing from West Lake’s leak and endure the heat of the magma without being burned; even with the current eighteen relics, it is difficult to sustain for long.

Jiang Dali now had a clear understanding of this natural barrier, his heart growing grave and heavy.

At this moment, the panel suddenly transmitted a prompt.

"You have surveyed the situation of the natural barrier beneath Leifeng Tower, and triggered the Class A Task ’Save the World’!

Task Content: It is said among the people that the ’Hellfire’ and ’Yellow Spring Tears’ are hidden at the base of Leifeng Tower. Hellfire refers to the magma pool leading to the earth’s core, and Yellow Spring Tears refers to the waters of West Lake. If these two natural barriers collide, it will inevitably trigger a world catastrophe.

Originally, there was a Divine Stone between the two natural barriers for unknown reasons, completely separating them and preventing a catastrophe. This was possibly a means by which nature created to resolve imminent dangers.

But greedy people always want to possess items with magical powers that do not belong to them. When the Divine Stone was discovered by the gods within the God-searching Palace, a battle between human greed and world catastrophe began.

The gods in the God-searching Palace finally agreed to return the Divine Stone, refined into an Alms Bowl, to the base of Leifeng Tower. However, what gods cannot obtain, they do not allow anyone else to have. Thus, they instructed Fa Hai to set up various mechanisms to guard and seal the Divine Stone.

Alas, human greed is endless. The Divine Stone was ultimately discovered again and lost in a struggle among many parties. A catastrophe sweeping the world is about to arrive.

Task Requirement: Retrieve the Divine Stone and return it to its original position!

Task Reward: Vitality Destiny, an opportunity for Life Chart enhancement.

Note: (This task carries great risk. If not completed before the world catastrophe occurs, you may suffer the backlash of Vitality Destiny, with unforeseeable consequences).

Do you accept?"

"A Class A ’Save the World’ task?"

Jiang Dali’s expression slightly tightened, he pondered over the task note’s warnings for a while before choosing to accept it.

Regardless of whether this task was triggered, he must retrieve the Divine Stone.

After all, this was a bitter fruit born of his erroneous judgment, and he could not sit by and watch an unpredictable large-scale earth disaster occur, as no one would truly be a winner in such an event; only the one who has the Divine Stone might be the winner.

"What is this, am I bringing a stone to crush my own toes?... Truly... still too little intelligence, having been deceived by the Heavenly Monk, was indeed a misstep."

Jiang Dali clenched his fists, patted the hilt of the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber on his back.

Inside the Breaking Realm Pearl, the primordial spirit of the Heavenly Monk remained in slumber, not yet awakened, like a carefree salted fish.

Jiang Dali lowered his hands, took one last look at the eighteen relics continuously releasing power, solemnly cupped his fist in a salute, then shouldered his saber and strode away, taking a leap and retracing his path back up the passage.

Going down was easy, but going up was significantly more difficult.

Although Jiang Dali’s Qinggong was not impressive among experts of the same realm, he was still a top-tier Martial World practitioner, and the narrowness of the passage made it easy to leap over the hundred-zhang passage and emerge from the stone coffin with a single bound.

"Master Jiang, how are the conditions below?"

Master Hui En, ever-present at the entrance, hurried forward to inquire upon seeing Jiang Dali emerge.

Jiang Dali explained the general situation below, then frowned at Master Hui En’s "layers upon layers" of plumpness and shook his head, "Why would Shaolin send you here? At the very least, they should have sent someone who could go down and check the situation, right?"

At this moment, Master Hui En was no longer embarrassed. He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha Buddha! After the previous missteps in struggle, our temple decided to send an old monk to investigate and handle this matter, and to guard here, preventing anyone from going down again and disrupting the isolation field set by the eighteen relics of our temple’s divine monks."

"I see." Jiang Dali understood, quickly analyzing and explaining the message in his mind.

It seems that Shaolin learned the lesson from the previous theft of the Divine Stone and specifically dispatched Master Hui En, a Returning to Truth Realm grandmaster, to sit here at Leifeng Tower to prevent further accidents.

If the eighteen relics of the divine monks were also destroyed, it would undoubtedly be a disaster piling on disaster, forcing the matter to be taken seriously.

From this, it could also be inferred that even within the dragon’s den of Shaolin, experts of Master Hui En’s caliber, the Returning to Truth Realm, are few, or else it wouldn’t have been so difficult to dispatch even one.

"So I ask Master Jiang to allow this old monk to guard here." Master Hui En put his hands together in a courteous gesture.

Raising his hand to cup his fist in acknowledgment, Jiang Dali said, "With the master stationed here, it’s foolproof. I naturally agree."

Comfortably relaxed upon hearing this, Master Hui En knew that Jiang Dali truly intended to retrieve the Divine Stone, expressing his admiration and emotion, "This old monk will place this body of flesh here, unless Master Jiang retrieves the Divine Stone within forty-nine days, this old monk won’t move a step."

Saying this, Master Hui En took off a large string of prayer beads from around his neck, offering them to Jiang Dali with both hands.

"This string of Dharma King Prayer Beads, I ask Master Jiang to accept. Seeing these beads is as seeing this old monk; if Master Jiang encounters any questions or troubles while retrieving the lost Divine Stone, you can use this token to garner the trust and aid of Shaolin people!"

"What a monk! Trustworthy indeed."

Jiang Dali glanced at the beads, nodded slightly, and laughed loudly, "Alright! As the village chief, I won’t show any restraint when commanding people."

With that, he grabbed the more than a hundred catties of prayer beads with one hand and left laughing heartily.

"Amitabha Buddha! Good, good! With one less bead from Buddha, my three thousand troubles diminish! Now, an old monk like me can drink to his heart’s content!"

Master Hui En clasped his hands with a smile, picked up the wine pot from his waist, removed the cork, and took a deep swig, laughing heartily.

A smile can erase all grudges in the Martial World, isn’t this the carefree demeanor of casual conversation?

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