Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 630 - 0513: The Off-Course Battle at the Pinnacle, The Terrible Vortex (Guaranteed Update for Monthly Ticket Support)_2

Chapter 630: 0513: The Off-Course Battle at the Pinnacle, The Terrible Vortex (Guaranteed Update for Monthly Ticket Support)_2

"Hahaha, asking Lu Xiaofeng to stop thinking about women is as difficult as asking me, Sikong Zhaixing, not to steal."

A ghost-like figure suddenly appeared in the room.

The jar of liquor in front of Xiao Feng blurred.

But Xiao Feng’s large palm shot out first, directly grabbing a hand that was both black and skinny.

That black and lean hand was grabbing the liquor jar.

With a shake of Xiao Feng’s hand, the jar was dislodged from the skinny hand and fell into his other hand.

Sikong Zhaixing, dressed in blue, watched in surprise as Xiao Feng grabbed the jar.

Xiao Feng smiled politely and said, "Brother, my supply of liquor is already running low, if you wish to take liquor, please call someone to bring more."

"Haha!"

Sikong Zhaixing smiled, wanting to save face and say, "I, Sikong Zhaixing, either don’t drink or must steal it."

But upon encountering the gazes of those around him, the words he was about to say retreated to his throat.

It seemed that in this gathering, only his friend Lu Xiaofeng was a bit easier to tease.

"Cough cough, actually, I don’t drink liquor. You must be the former Gang Leader of the Beggar Gang, Master Qiao Feng, right? Truly a figure of talent, a dragon and phoenix among men."

Sikong Zhaixing forced a smile, glanced at Jiang Dali, who sat dominantly with his golden knife, gave a friendly smile, then turned and squeezed next to Lu Xiaofeng.

"Anyone who can grab your hand can certainly be counted as a dragon and phoenix among men."

Lu Xiaofeng rolled his eyes and then turned to look at the calm Jiang Dali, speaking gravely, "I’m feeling a bit strange now. Maybe I shouldn’t have called you to help this time."

Jiang Dali took a sip of liquor and said, "Do you feel that things are starting to become less simple?"

A flash of insight crossed Lu Xiaofeng’s eyes, "You’ve guessed it?"

"Hehehe..."

Jiang Dali shook his head, "Lord of White Cloud City, Ye Gucheng, is indeed very strong, but with Ximen Chuixue fighting him, it would be difficult for him to divert his attention.

At such a time, even if there is some conspiracy, he alone would certainly be unable to complete it.

Moreover, if Ye Gucheng dares to think of other things during his battle with Ximen Chuixue, he is bound to die without doubt.

So, if they have other designs beyond this battle, they will definitely need more people, and they must be experts."

Lu Xiaofeng became solemn, "I’ve already told you about someone who might be connected with Ye Gucheng.

Do you think, they can still invite more experts at the level of Ye Gucheng?"

"Maybe not at that level, but there are those who are slightly less capable."

Jiang Dali smiled lightly, "Otherwise, not to mention the Iron Gall Divine Constable Zhu Wushi, even Cao Zhengchun from the Eastern Factory is no mediocre.

And this time the Golden Wheel Dharma King Chida from Mongolia has also been invited.

Though this monk is a bit of a wastrel, he can still be considered a Heavenly Person.

If Ye Gucheng’s side really harbors any illicit intentions, could they just rely on Ye Gucheng to contend against so many strong opponents?

And don’t forget, that old fellow I mentioned to you before..."

Their enigmatic conversation first left the others somewhat astonished, but then everyone’s expressions changed slightly as they understood the implication of their words.

Especially Sikong Zhaixing, who at that moment was simultaneously shocked and full of regret.

Everyone in the Martial World only knew that the decisive battle at Forbidden Peak was a clash between two mythic swordsmen; aside from the great detective Lu Xiaofeng, who had uncovered deeper, more terrifying conspiracies, who else knew the things hidden behind this showdown?

Not even Sikong Zhaixing knew.

He felt that he had just come to join in on the excitement, but now it seemed he had suddenly been caught up in a terrifying maelstrom.

Seeing Jiang Dali still seeming quite composed, Lu Xiaofeng reminded, "The Desert Divine Eagle Tu Fang from Kunlun has also come."

Jiang Dali chuckled softly, "An unknown, not worth mentioning."

Lu Xiaofeng’s face darkened, "What about He Zudao from Kunlun? Is there any chance he came?"

Drinking another sip of liquor, Jiang Dali laughed and said, "He Zudao of the Kunlun Three Saints, if he also came, it indeed would be interesting. Do you think he’s the one in Superior Room No.2?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, "Regardless of who resides in Superior Room No.2, among those of us who were invited by the Ming Royal Family, there is at least one whose strength is not much different from yours."

"I’m curious, in such a situation, what confidence does the person supporting Ye Gucheng still have?"

"Actually, I’m curious too."

Jiang Dali’s gaze was profound, "But this Martial World is far broader than you and I can imagine, and maybe indeed we shouldn’t have come. All our people are exposed in the open, while the other side remains hidden.

If I’m not mistaken, in these next few days leading up to the decisive battle, a heavyweight figure will be lured away from Forbidden City.

But if no one gets lured away from Forbidden City, then the duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue might go ahead as planned and conclude normally."

When Jiang said this, he had already drunk almost half a jar of liquor, his thoughts drifting into memories.

The battle for the Forbidden City had also occurred in his past life.

But that was five months later, on the fifteenth of August, not on the Lantern Festival of March in this current life.

And even though in his past life he had also come to the Forbidden City, as a Player, he could not enter the Inner City, let alone the Forbidden Peak within the Imperial Palace to watch the fight.

So, he only found out afterwards that Ye Gucheng had died under Ximen Chuixue’s sword.

And the fact that Ye Gucheng had conspired with the Southern King in a rebellion was later exposed on the Jianghu Forum.

However, he did not know much about many other details or the experts involved at the time.

But judging by the circumstances of this life, things seemed to have become even more complicated.

After all, strong as Ye Gucheng was, it was impossible for the Southern King to rely solely on him to assassinate the Emperor and succeed in rebellion.

Because within the Inner Palace, there was Cao Zhengchun with a large force of Eastern Factory experts and Inner Palace Experts as guards.

Additionally, there was the Iron Gall Divine Constable Zhu Wushi and three top secret agents from Hulong Manor coming to aid.

And last but most importantly, there was an unfathomable old eunuch within the Imperial Palace.

Even if the Southern King was unaware of the old eunuch’s existence, just considering Iron Gall Divine Constable Zhu Wushi and Cao Zhengchun, it would be foolish to think that relying on Ye Gucheng alone would suffice.

So, did the Southern King have other, more formidable allies beside Ye Gucheng?

In this world, which renowned experts were so daring or tired of living?

Not to mention Lu Xiaofeng was puzzled.

Even Jiang Dali was somewhat perplexed.

But the benefit of a group of drunkards getting together was—putting aside the incomprehensible matters for the moment and focusing on enjoying the drink first.

In the two days that followed.

More and more Martial World people flocked into Yingtianfu.

But the Inner City of Yingtianfu City remained strictly controlled, with only a few renowned martial artists having the qualifications to enter.

Cloud Inn was already fully booked, and the clerks were too busy to touch the ground.

Yet the position of Superior Room No.2 remained unchallengeable.

Because among the renowned martial artists who came to join in the excitement, none temporarily could compare to the occupant staying in Superior Room No.2.

Jiang Dali felt as if he had become a doorman.

Even though Superior Room No.2 remained empty with no one staying, no one dared to move in.

Because everyone thought, if even the Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali stayed in Superior Room No.3, then wouldn’t the one in Superior Room No.2 be even more formidable?

Why offend such a person over a matter of accommodation?

Until the eve of the duel day.

One of Jiang Dali’s predictions hit the mark.

A heavyweight figure left Forbidden City due to an unexpected issue at the critical moment before the duel between the two Sword Gods was set to begin.

This also indicated that another of Jiang Dali’s guesses was about to be confirmed—the Southern King did not plan to back down, and the ultimate duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue would absolutely not end normally...

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