After gaining a shallow understanding of techniques like the Big Stone Breaking Hand and the Burning Wood Blade Skill, Jiang Dali would only consider delving deeper if he found them suitable for himself.
But if there were better choices, he wouldn’t study them in depth.
He would only extract the essence of martial arts and integrate it into his own system, creating his unique style and routines.
Incorporating the skills of the Dragon Subduing Twenty-Eight Palm into the Giant Spirit Divine Palm was not only his way of concealing the former.
It was also his attempt at innovating his martial arts.
After this period of study and understanding, Jiang Dali decided that he could set aside the Big Stone Breaking Hand and the Burning Wood Blade Skill after cultivating them to the fourth realm.
As for the Sun and Moon Golden Bell Shield, it could continue to be developed and passed down.
"This time, the ambush on the path and the successful plunder is complete, time to hit the road back home!"
Jiang Dali picked up his loot, showing no attachment, and began to retrace his steps back the way he came.
The journey there was full of bumps and dangerous surprises.
The journey back, however, was relatively relaxed.
Upon leaving the treasure vault of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, Jiang Dali raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl.
Immediately, the whistling cry of Demon Hawk echoed from high above.
It swiftly turned into a black speck, appearing right before Jiang Dali’s eyes.
After a while, Jiang Dali leaped onto Demon Hawk, only to find that Ting Shui, who was tied to the Ice Soul Jade Chair, had already awakened, but her acupoints were sealed, rendering her immobile, with only her eyes moving to look at Jiang Dali, almost smiling.
"What’s with that expression? What do you want to say?"
Jiang Dali snorted coldly and reached out to undo her mute acupoint.
Ting Shui coughed twice, feeling the intense pain associated with moving her tongue subside, before she chuckled.
"You’re really something, to think you knocked me out then came here causing trouble. Among the remarkable people I know... you’re really the first one to stir things up. You must have gotten quite the haul, right?"
Ting Shui’s gaze fell on the bundle Jiang Dali had picked up with his saber.
"Is that something you should be concerned about? Don’t forget your current status!"
Jiang Dali snorted coldly and, without confirming or denying, put down the bundle. He sat on the chair and commanded Demon Hawk to fly toward Secret Valley while speaking.
"How are the things I asked you to handle going? Hui Prefecture will soon be united under me, and I don’t want the court’s hounds to give me any trouble."
Ting Shui, restrained at the back, responded, "I’ve started working on it. Feng Ying is also on the way with the secret manual and Gu Worms.
If you got your hands on something good, we could still trade. For example, the Sky Mountain Six Yang Palm, you might be interested."
Jiang Dali laughed softly, "On the contrary, I am more interested in the Beiming Divine Skill."
Ting Shui narrowed her eyes, "You’re really greedy, aiming even for the Beiming Divine Skill. Unfortunately, such a secret technique is very hard to come by, even for us. We simply can’t provide it."
"Then there’s no need for more talk. Go back to sleep."
Jiang Dali’s broad palm was once again swung out.
Ting Shui’s pupils contracted, realizing she was about to fall unconscious and go offline again, she quickly opened her mouth, "Wait..."
A forceful impact came from her head.
Ting Shui’s mind buzzed, and in an instant, her vision went dark as she lost consciousness.
"Looking like a woman, and babbling like one too. Once I’ve taken the benefits, I’ll throw you as far as I can."
Jiang Dali snorted coldly and withdrew his hand, his gaze quickly turning toward a Secret Valley that had appeared below.
At that instant, from within the valley, came a roar like that of a lion or tiger from Ren Woxing, followed by a bizarre laugh similar to a man’s or a woman’s.
This laughter, coming from below, seemed to tear through clouds and wind, spreading far and wide, illustrating the terrifying depth of the person’s power.
Yet, the laughter stopped abruptly at its most manic moment, as if an ax had suddenly cut it off in the middle of its prolonged sound, making it quite uncomfortable to hear, like having an urge to vomit yet not being able to.
In that moment, Jiang Dali also saw a scene unfold in the Secret Valley below, heard two screams and several cries of shock, and could not help but feel his heart race with alarm.
(Over 8,000 words, seeking recommendation tickets and monthly tickets! If we break 600 monthly tickets today, I will fight to post another Chapter tonight. Let’s keep those monthly tickets coming!)