A green jade bead, no larger than a mung bean, was first squeezed out of Xiao Chacha’s mouth, still coated with saliva and mucus.
Jiang Dali frowned as he pinched the bead and casually wiped away the saliva on her collar.
That look of disgust made Xiao Chacha’s eyes almost burst into flames, and her heart filled with such hatred that she almost wanted to slice Jiang Dali into pieces.
Her beauty, renowned from the South Sea to the Central Plains, had never before been scorned by a man like Jiang Dali.
The Poisoned Pearl in her mouth, a notorious object in the Martial World, was kept there to preserve her chastity; if she encountered an unfortunate situation, she could bite the pearl and commit suicide by poisoning.
Yet she hadn’t expected that the burly man in front of her seemed to know her secret, even the Poisoned Pearl in her mouth, and he showed such disdain.
"There’s no need to glare at me like that. Laozi was only fishing a book out of your bosom, I didn’t do anything else to you, yet you actually want to take poison and die? Are you sick in the head?"
Jiang Dali snorted coldly and pocketed the Poisoned Pearl.
"Right, right, Sister Xiao, you are so beautiful, please don’t think about ending it all, please. You promised to reward us if we helped you and bring us into the South Sea Sect. You haven’t given us that reward yet!"
"Indeed, indeed, being felt up by the Black Wind Village Chief a dozen times is no big deal. It is widely known that the Black Wind Village Chief only likes men. You didn’t lose out, plus we’re all willing to take over."
"Shilu! I’m a hundred percent willing to take over this role!"
Several players with red lights flickering on their bodies struggled to get up from the ground and hurriedly joined in persuading her.
Xiao Chacha was so angry that fire seemed to spew from her eyes, and although she didn’t understand some of the novel terms in the words of these Abnormal People, she roughly grasped what they meant.
Jiang Dali coldly snorted as he looked at the few traitors, "Reneging on your word and suddenly turning on me, and now here you are damaging my reputation? Seeking death!"
His five fingers abruptly spread out.
Intense and sharp Finger Force immediately shot out.
Before the players could dodge, their blood bars emptied in an instant, and they screamed as they turned into white light and disappeared.
"Bad news! That Purple-clothed Girl has really fallen into the hands of the Black Wind Village Chief, this Great Evil Man!"
Not far away, Cha Yu and others arrived together and saw the scene of Jiang Dali angrily killing the players, all shivering with fear.
Cha Yu was even more startled and looked anxious.
He had been smitten by the beauty of the Purple-clothed Girl when he first saw her, which led him to join forces with Xu Yuanping to stop Qin Anqi and the others.
But now, it was the Black Wind Village Chief, this notorious Evil Star, who had captured the Purple-clothed woman.
The courage to interfere again was hard to muster, and just the sight of the knife-carrying, stout man sent chills from the bottom of his heart.
Qin Anqi and the others too were impatient as they had come for the South Sea Strange Book, and now they saw Jiang Dali truly digging out and flipping through that book from Xiao Chacha’s bosom, all itching with eagerness.
Only Xu Yuanping wasn’t much interested in the South Sea Strange Book.
But considering that the Purple-clothed woman had spoken up to help when Jiang Dali attacked him, he steeled his heart and shouted as he leaped out.
"Black Wind Mountain Village! Picking on a weak woman shows no real skill. If you’re capable, then fight another round with me, Xu Yuanping."
Jiang Dali was flipping through the "South Sea Strange Book."
Indeed, the Fist and foot skills and Swordsmanship recorded in the book were exceedingly exquisite and tricky, completely different from his broad and aggressive Mighty God Fist.
Although their styles differed, understanding the peculiar moves of this Fist and foot skills could complement some of his own theories, sparking different inspirations.
Just as he was engrossed, Xu Yuanping’s loud shout burst forth, and Jiang Dali frowned impatiently, "The defeated talks back to your Grandpa Dali? If you really want to save Miss Xiao, I can oblige, but I’m afraid your intentions might not be genuine."
Xu Yuanping immediately stood straight, his bearing upright and dignified, "I sincerely wish to save her. What are your demands?"
Jiang Dali let out a sly laugh, his eyelids lifting slightly, "I’ve heard that your Martial Arts was won in a bet from Master Hui Kong, including the ’Dharma’s Muscle Strengthening Scripture’ which is an Internal Cultivation Method.
If you tell me this mental method, I may consider sparing Miss Xiao."
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.
Qin Anqi and the others all looked at Xu Yuanping with surprise, not expecting the young man to have such an extraordinary encounter and to have learned the Upper Level Shaolin Heart Method.
Xu Yuanping’s face changed and he flatly refused, "That’s impossible. ’Dharma’s Muscle Strengthening Scripture’ is a Shaolin Heart Method. Although I’ve learned it by trickery, I cannot divulge it lightly."
"Heh heh heh, that’s why you’re quite a hypocrite, and not really intent on saving people."
Jiang Dali’s words stung like needles, "Master Hui Kong could disregard the precepts and lose the Cultivation Technique to you in a bet. For the sake of saving someone, why can’t you also tell me?"
"That’s a robber’s conduct."
Xu Yuanping clenched his teeth and balled his fists, struggling fiercely inside.
"I am indeed a robber leader, but only people not any ordinary folks have the privilege to be robbed by me. I have a rather high pursuit in Martial Arts. If there’s no secret techniques or Divine Skills on someone, I wouldn’t even deign to glance at them!"
Jiang Dali laughed heartily, his posture rebellious and proud, with an imposing and domineering momentum.
Left speechless by his words, Xu Yuanping and the others couldn’t find a response.
Cha Yu and Ding Yanshan felt further humiliated, realizing that in the eyes of this haughty Black Wind Village Chief, the Martial Arts they had learned wasn’t even worth noticing, let alone worth robbing.