Chapter 1994 - 1517-1518: Want to Learn? I Can Teach You! (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

The Hundred Heroes Association, though a grand event, remains a festivity that is too far removed from the general players.

Compared to the Black Wind Martial Arts Tournament held by Jiang Dali in the past, the height is there, but it’s still not grounded enough. Therefore, as the final hundred heroes were determined and the event concluded, the players quickly shifted their focus elsewhere. Only the natives gathered for the Holy Dynasty Observation remain in Daylight City, indulging in discussions about the few powerful dark horses from the vassal states during tea and meals.

At the same time, another event concerning the most powerful and influential people in the entire realm—Emperor’s Treasure Vault—is about to unfold. However, for most people, it is just a secret they neither have the qualification to connect with nor have heard of.

With the wind gently blowing, Jiang Dali stood with his hands behind his back on the top of the most magnificent tavern in Daylight City, the "Sun and Moon Tower," overlooking the brilliant lights everywhere, filled with dense Qi Mechanism and very rich Heaven and Earth Power in the capital.

Behind him, the most stunning dark horse in this Hundred Heroes Association—Dongfang Bubai—stood beside, her bright eyes gazing into the distant sky. Then, with a soft and pleasing voice resembling ice sand falling on paper, she leisurely said, "Does looking down from here make your mood different from when you were in the vassal state?"

Jiang Dali, hearing this, did not turn around, and said with a smile, "My mood hardly changes greatly with the difference in regions, unless that place has friends I connect with deeply. Do you know why I invited you here alone?"

Dongfang Bubai’s silhouette moved, she dodged to the roof alongside Jiang Dali, and after sitting, gazed at the distant crowd, saying, "Are you advising me not to go to the Emperor’s Treasure Vault?"

Jiang Dali sighed once and said, "You know indeed, I know you know, you also know I would ask if you know!"

This sentence sounds like a riddle, but the meaning expressed was understood by both parties.

Jiang Dali knew that with Dongfang Bubai’s pride and her exploration of Martial Arts and Martial Prowess, she would not be interested in the Emperor’s Divine Fist after the path of the Mother of All Yin had fully formed.

As for the treasures inside the Emperor’s Treasure Vault, unless there are treasures like needles and threads, she would care even less.

In this way, what would be the significance of her laborious efforts to win first place in the Hundred Heroes Conference?

Actually, the significance was that the pursuit did not lie in the Hundred Heroes Association, nor in the Emperor’s Treasure Vault, but in some other treasure.

Dongfang Bubai, with demeanor serene and contemplating, dressed in blood-red finery. Her high hair and elegant figure, even while sitting, showcased elegance and beauty, holding a folding fan, giving off an indescribable gallant and unusual charm.

Suddenly, she closed the folding fan in hand and gently tapped her knee, an impeccably beautiful side face turned to Jiang Dali, laughing with a charming and intellectual beauty, "Since you know, why ask? You should know that even if you advise me, I won’t agree. Unless there’s a reason I must consent to."

Jiang Dali’s eyes shot two gleams, then tightly stared at Dongfang Bubai, saying, "The reason is, after you enter, you’ll be in great danger, and I may not be able to ensure your safety; you might die!"

Dongfang Bubai’s pupils trembled, her clear eyes turned to Jiang Dali, then avoided his gaze, looking at the dazzling distant lights, slowly saying, "I might die, this is indeed a reason I must consent to, at least you don’t want me to die."

Jiang Dali slightly shook his head, calmly said, "I don’t want any friend to die."

Dongfang Bubai said, "Same with Lu Xiaofeng?"

Jiang Dali said, "The same!"

Dongfang Bubai suddenly smiled silently, the serene face shifted towards Jiang Dali once more, with large and kind bright eyes carrying a faint smile, with a magnetic voice slowly said, "I once thought, if you come to the Holy Dynasty, I must come see the different scenery of this Holy Dynasty.

But when I truly arrived, I found that the sun here is no different from that at Heimu Cliff, the liquor here is not even as fragrant as that at Heimu Cliff; the only commendable thing... is the people here!"

"The people here are indeed interesting!"

Dongfang Bubai smiled and shook her head, cast Jiang Dali a sideways glance, and no longer spoke.

As once a few years ago when first met, any thoughts and emotions, she never wants to speak out; this is both her pride and her way of handling emotions (Lin Qingxia Jack version).

Suddenly, she moved, floated up, suddenly darting from the tavern top downward; a flash of red shadow crashed towards Wan Wan secretly listening below, her bright eyes turned cold, single palm fiercely striking out.

Wan Wan’s charming face changed slightly, her figure shifted, immediately raised her hand to intercept Dongfang Bubai’s rapid unmatched palm.

"Bang!" a sound!

Wan Wan’s figure trembled, floated back.

Dongfang Bubai’s silhouette turned like a ghostly figure against common sense in the air, swept to the Void outside fifteen meters, suddenly his figure bizarrely fixed for a moment in mid-air, then, amid the street’s countless people’s astonishment, swoosh, darting straight out.

Near the brilliance of Daylight City, the figure in mid-air sometimes sparkled, coming and going quickly; Dongfang Bubai’s red-clad figure crossed the sky like a ghost, leaving many who looked up stunned.

Only those with exceptional eye power could vaguely see the silk thread shrinking quickly in mid-air as Dongfang Bubai’s sleeves swung.