The bright moon hangs in the sky.
Moonlight shines upon the glazed tile roofs within the Black Wind Village and Wuliang Mountain Village, casting resplendent hues.
The shadows of the tall trees along the pathway inside the deep courtyard are cast upon the road, casting indistinct and mysterious patterns.
In the center of the White Stone Square within the village stands a bronze statue sculpted by a master craftsman, depicting the Black Wind Village Chief.
The imposing and robust Black Wind Village Chief stands majestically on the back of the Demon Hawk, arms crossed, surveying the world like an invincible lion.
The statue towers above, reaching a height of approximately fifteen meters, painted in vibrant colors and adorned with gold, embodying the highest honor of the Black Wind Village.
Fairy Shi Feixuan stands before the statue, her light green long gown fluttering in the night wind.
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"Fairy Shi, gazing at the statue of our village chief for so long, could it be that you are also awed by my majesty?
If some of the young heroes in the Martial World who admire you saw this, they might challenge me."
Jiang Dali strides forward, his black cloak dragging on the ground and occasionally fluttering in the wind, his muscular arms crossed before his chest, resembling iron bars forged with incredible strength, exuding a commanding presence.
Fairy Shi Feixuan does not glance at Jiang Dali; a faint smile plays upon her crimson lips as she softly speaks, "The fear the Martial World holds for you, village chief, likely surpasses their admiration for me by several degrees; who would dare to challenge your authority?
Since the village chief is willing to meet with Feixuan privately, this trip is not in vain. I have come to visit the chief despite the risks out of necessity, with an earnest request."
Jiang Dali halts five meters from Fairy Shi Feixuan, chuckling softly, "A risky visit? It seems that Fairy Shi knows well my temper. Since it’s an earnest request, why bother with more words?"
"It concerns the world and the lives of the people of the entire Ming Country, Feixuan has no choice but to come, to plead for the chief’s aid."
Fairy Shi Feixuan turns silently, gracefully twisting her long and elegant neck.
At this moment, the half-moon fits perfectly into the night sky in the direction she faces, bathing her face in a gentle moonlight, accentuating her elegant contours.
Her beautiful eyes, as pure as the sun rising amidst the morning glow, fix upon Jiang Dali, her sweet voice without a trace of impurity, speaking softly, "The village chief once faced Zhu Wushi, the Iron Gall Divine Hou, and should understand well his ambition and strength.
Now, Zhu Wushi has incited six of the Ming Country’s Ten Great Generals to rebel, amassing an army and threatening the Jiangshan Society of Ming Country, further plunging the people of Ming Country into deep misery.
Whether by the command of my master or personal intention, I hope the village chief can join us in upholding justice, stabilizing the Jiangshan Society of Ming Country."
"Hahaha. Such grandiose words of saving the world almost make me die of laughter."
Jiang Dali laughs out loud, looking scornfully at the bright moon in the night sky, "Your Cihang Jingzhai is always meddling, always eager to take on the role of Defender of the Faith and Savior.
But as far as I know, each generation of your successors chooses a True Dragon, stirs up wars, topples dynasties, and seizes imperial authority.
Isn’t such incitement of chaos also plunging countless people into deep misery?"
Fairy Shi Feixuan sighs softly, "Feixuan does not delight in warfare.
For the world to unite and divide is a natural cycle,
when a country’s Qi Fortune is exhausted, chaos is inevitable.
If so, rather than allowing chaos to persist longer, we might as well restore order ourselves, choosing a True Dragon with exemplary character, morality, wisdom, and capability to end the chaos and bring peace to the world."
Jiang Dali applauds with a smile, lightly saying, "An excellent speech, even I cannot help but applaud you, Fairy Shi!
If that is the case, Zhu Wushi is not the True Dragon in your eyes, so you come to me as a free errand-boy? To help Cihang Jingzhai resolve powerful enemies?
Do you think, with just a few words, you can persuade me, the village chief?
Besides, the village chief is but a person of Song Country, and now even Song Country is in distress. If I were to be a Savior, it would still be for Song Country. What does Ming Country have to do with me?"
Fairy Shi Feixuan responds calmly, "Since the chief is willing to act for Song Country, what’s the harm in assisting Ming Country as well?
Feixuan knows full well that Zhu Wushi and the chief are already mortal enemies.
If the chief joins us to defeat this formidable enemy, wouldn’t that be a good thing for the chief too?"
"The enmity between Zhu Wushi and me, the village chief will handle personally, no need for you to be busybodies."
Jiang Dali growing impatient, declares, "Your Cihang Jingzhai extends its reach too far, whether it be Sui, Tang, or Ming Country, you want to interfere, meddling too widely.
If Cihang Jingzhai truly wants to enlist the village chief, it’s simple. Hand over He’s Jade Disc to me, then Fairy Shi must agree to one more thing."
Fairy Shi Feixuan responds elegantly, "What would the village chief have Feixuan agree to?"
Jiang Dali gives a playful smile, clasping his hands behind his back, "I know Xu Ziling holds you in high regard, and you, Fairy Shi, also have quite the affection for Xu Ziling. Why not let me play the matchmaker?
If Fairy Shi is willing to marry Xu Ziling, then we’d all be family, and it wouldn’t be much for the village chief to lend a hand for family."
Fairy Shi Feixuan remains calm, shaking her head coolly, "Ziling would not make such a request, this is the village chief’s demand.