The reputation of being a giant eagle, a giant, a ferocious god and sinister demon.
Peerless heroes, the peerless king of the Green Forest.
"Black Wind Village Chief" Jiang Dali!
When everyone on the ground looked up to the sky, who else could divert the attention of so many at this time? Only the Black Wind Village Chief, the famous Jiang Dali of Hui Prefecture.
Many people recalled his rise to fame, which seemed like a shooting star, suddenly streaking across the sky like a bolt of red silk piercing through clouds with a fiery brilliance before their eyes—dazzling, intense, and incredibly eye-catching. It was assumed he would disappear as quickly as a shooting star, yet he still stands unyielded to this day.
The sounds of astonishment from the Players gradually faded as the Demon Hawk landed, turning into hushed, buzzing whispers.
Many Players seemed to have realized something and couldn’t help but look at Qiao Feng now and then, fully employing their imaginations to ponder Jiang Dali’s intentions.
"The Black Wind Village Chief doesn’t fancy women; he surely didn’t come for the Xiangxing Painting Boat this time, maybe..."
"Could it be that the Black Wind Village Chief has come for Qiao Feng this time? He once claimed that after defeating Murong Fu, he would be Nan Dali and Beiqiao Feng.
Could this visit be to vindicate himself?
is he planning to capture Qiao Feng and take him to the mountain?
Speaking of first-rate fine men, Qiao Feng is definitely attractive..."
"Shit, shit, this is going to be quite the show. Nan Dali, Beiqiao Feng, my two most admired men—looks like they’re going to clash?"
"I don’t know why, but I actually don’t want them to fight. I’d feel regret and sorrow no matter which one of them loses. I don’t want to see it. If either of them gets hurt or worse, that’s even less of something I want to see."
"Since you admire the Black Wind Village Chief so much, why not join Black Wind Village?"
"It’s all about time and fate. With 108 provinces in the Holy Dynasty, my birthplace was too far from Hui Prefecture, and I lacked the travel expenses to make the trip. I could only join the closer Thunder Gate Castle and thus to me, Black Wind is just another passerby..."
While the Players were engaged in lively discussions,
Suddenly, from within the Xiangxing Painting Boat in the center of the lake below, came a soft, lingering female voice.
"Unexpectedly, the renowned Black Wind Village Chief of Hui Prefecture has suddenly graced us with his presence. Why not come aboard my painting boat and rest, taste the fine wine, and enjoy the dance of beauties?"
Jiang Dali, riding on the Demon Hawk in mid-air, had already heard the group of pathetic Players below slandering his reputation.
He had initially wanted to jump down and get acquainted with Qiao Feng, seeing if he could trigger a mission as he did last time.
Hearing the invitation from the lady in the Xiangxing Painting Boat below, his thoughts immediately changed, and he steered the eagle directly toward the painting boat.
When the Demon Hawk was still tens of feet away from the painting boat.
Jiang Dali, with a knife on his back, leaped into the air; his figure, like a giant dragon, swept through the sky in a strange arc, with his Black Cloak fluttering behind him.
As he neared landing, he spread his arms, emitting a dragon-like roar, and agilely landed on the deck of the painting boat.
Such Qinggong, albeit lacking an ethereal quality, was impressive in its swift and decisive speed, a fusion of velocity and strength, which caught the attention of the onlookers, especially those experts.
"As he unfolded his movement technique and let out a dragon’s roar, with such rapid speed, could it be the exclusive skill of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms?"
Qiao Feng, watching Jiang Dali landing on the painting boat from afar, nodded in approval. "I didn’t expect the Black Wind Village Chief to be capable of such Qinggong. And observing his execution of the technique, it’s not a vocal roar but a harmonized resonance of his tendons and bones. His physical strength and build are indeed rare in this world."
Azhu smiled and looked at Qiao Feng, "But in Azhu’s eyes, this bandit can’t compare to Brother Qiao at all. Besides, the reason he knows the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms is probably because he learned it from Miss Wang Yuyan."
Saying this, Azhu’s expression turned slightly anxious, "This brute forcibly took Miss Wang to the mountains, demanding she teach him Martial Arts. Our Mr. Murong went up the mountain but couldn’t bring her back. We don’t know how much Miss Wang has suffered in Black Wind Village."
Seeing her worried look, Qiao Feng said with a moved expression, "Since you’re so concerned about Miss Wang, why don’t we go and have a word with the Black Wind Village Chief now?
I observe that although he’s ambitious, he’s reputable for his generosity in the Martial World, and he’s befriended a righteous man like Lu Xiaofeng. He might not be unreasonable."
"If Brother Qiao gets distracted by the Black Wind Village Chief, maybe he won’t seek revenge on my father.
But doing so, wouldn’t I be messing up Brother Qiao’s important affairs?
Yet, on one side is my father, and on the other is Brother Qiao... Azhu, Azhu, how should you choose..."
Azhu, looking at Qiao Feng’s kind smile and feeling bewildered and distressed inside, still shook her head, "Let it be, Brother Qiao, your own matters are more important. Let’s deal with your issues first, then we can handle the others.
Besides, the Black Wind Village Chief has already boarded the painting boat, and you’ve already declined the boat owner’s invitation."
Just as Qiao Feng was about to speak, the woman in the painting boat called out again, inviting Duke Duan of Dali in the opposite pavilion Xiao Xuan to come aboard for a visit.
Duke Duan of Dali inside Xiao Xuan appeared tempted, but as he glanced at his lover Ruan Xingzhu, he could only sigh in regret and politely declined the invitation of the boat owner.
"What a pity. I’ve long heard that Duke Duan of Dali is a talented and romantic figure. Our Xiangxing Painting Boat came here also hoping to have Duke Duan see the ladies on our boat. If you could leave behind some calligraphy and paintings, it would be an honor for us at Xiangxing Painting Boat."