Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

"Would it be awful if we get captured and taken to the mountain village? Maybe we should just kill ourselves."

"Yeah, let's commit suicide. It'll only hurt for a moment. Who knows what inhuman torture awaits if we're taken up to the mountain village?"

"Maybe there's some hidden quest? How about this, we leave two people alive to follow them and see what happens. If things go south, we can still kill ourselves."

"That sounds good, I'll stay."

"Me too!"

A group of players saw the mountain bandits charging ferociously towards them and, after a brief panic, quickly regained their composure to make a decision.

For them, after all, this was just a game; to die was to die.

Aside from dropping items upon death, there was no real loss, so there was no fear of dying.

Thus, when Jiang Dali ordered the mountain bandits to charge and capture them, the group of players began to pull off some crazy stunts. They started attacking each other directly with rusty short knives or blunt short swords, killing each other off.

Seeing the players slaughtering each other and screaming as they died, with just two remaining and the corpses of the dead vanished, leaving behind only a mess of tattered clothing, some of the mountain bandits who had seen such scenes before could stomach it, while those who hadn't were frozen in shock, as pale as if they had seen ghosts.

At this time, the remaining two players were grinning, not tense at all as they stepped forward to greet the bandits.

One said ingratiatingly, "Bosses, we've actually been wanting to become mountain bandits for a long time. 'A wise man submits to circumstances,' especially the Great Master here. I could tell right away you are a dragon among men, not confined to a shallow pond. I've decided to follow you and conquer the Martial World together."

The other player hurriedly agreed, "Yes, yes, that's how I see it too."

The mountain bandits, holding their knives and short axes, were a bit confused.

These two seemed to be pretty sensible, voluntarily wanting to join their Black Wind Village. Could there be a possibility of becoming comrades?

All the mountain bandits turned to look at Jiang Dali.

"Tie them both up, stop them from committing suicide."

Jiang Dali waved his hand, his expression cold.

The two players were stunned.

The mountain bandit leader was tough to talk to. Could he really be planning to capture and torture them?

One of the players immediately thought about committing suicide.

But a swarm of mountain bandits rushed forward and grabbed the two players, even dislocating their jaws to prevent them from biting their tongues and killing themselves.

Even though a normal person is very unlikely to die from biting off their tongue, bleeding to death only in rare cases, this kind of precaution was still necessary.

"You, take some men to the City God Temple nearby. These dead guys will appear there. Capture them and bring them back to me!"

Jiang Dali pointed at one of the mountain bandit lieutenants and commanded.

"Great Master, these dead guys can really come back to life? Are they, are they turning into ghosts?"

The mountain bandit lieutenant asked in fear and nervousness.

The surrounding mountain bandits all turned pale at his words.

The two captured players were also stunned.

This mountain bandit boss was really creepy, actually knowing that the players would revive at the City God Temple and wanting to capture them again.

What a grudge this was.

"Idiots!"

Jiang Dali snorted coldly, his eyes flickering with a predatory light, "These people are Abnormal People. It looked like they were killing each other, but in fact, they used a very special secret technique to escape—just feigning death. Where in the world are there any ghosts?

If there were ghosts, would they be afraid of us?

Everyone go to the City God Temple to capture them now! Otherwise, I'll let you see ghosts."

"Yes, yes. Great Master! Please calm your anger!"

The mountain bandit lieutenant, looking at Jiang Dali's massive arms and big knife, swallowed nervously and nodded frantically, leading a group of meek mountain bandit brothers to carry out the task.

The two players, with dislocated jaws, couldn't speak and just stared at Jiang Dali with astonished expressions.

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This was still the only ancient NPC they had come across who seemed to have a thorough understanding of them, players.

Claiming their deaths to be a special secret technique of escape, how ridiculous that was.

In a flash,

neither of them wanted to commit suicide anymore.

Such a peculiar NPC, so powerful, and the leader of the most significant evil force within hundreds of miles—the boss of Black Wind Village, though only a minor early-stage boss, might actually trigger some unusual quests.

...

After returning to the mountain village,

Jiang Dali immediately ordered his men to imprison the two players and Hu Ling in Black prison, along with the other players captured from the City God Temple; all were to be confined first.

His next plan was to turn all the captured players into members of Black Wind Village, injecting fresh blood,

thereby completing the task of strengthening Black Wind Village and obtaining a significant number of cultivation points and potential points.

But he also knew well the players' inherent vices—that they were fearless, greedy, bold, and rebellious.

Therefore, before absorbing these people, he would have to establish his authority first, instilling the awe of the mountain bandit leader of Black Wind Village in the players' hearts.

To prevent these thorns from joining and then not cherishing the opportunity, coming and going as they pleased, and disregarding the rules.

...

Meanwhile,

outside Mengyin County, in the City God Temple,

ten players, nearly all dressed in tattered clothes, resurrected from within the City God Temple, each striding out with a swagger that showed they acknowledged no kin.

"Damn, that hurt like hell. Everything's great about this game, except it's too realistic, suicide feels like a nightmare every time."

"Enough. There's no real punishment for dying right now, just feeling a bit weak, like entering Saint Mode three times in a row—drained, but it's still bearable."

"Hehehe, that so-called Black Wind Village's bombastic leader, thinks he can capture yours truly? This trashy early-stage small boss—once I learn some powerful martial arts, I'll definitely come back to torment him a thousand hundred times until he shits himself."

"Speaking of which, that martial arts instructor, Master Hu, is too weak. We originally planned to learn martial arts from him, but he couldn't even take down a single mountain bandit leader."

A group of players walked out from the City God Temple, cursing and swearing, with the air of the triumphant return of some grand robber from the legends, discussing loudly and arrogantly, showing no respect for anyone.

Suddenly, they all heard the sounds of shouting and running footsteps.

They then spotted a swarm of mountain bandits armed with short axes and short knives, charging furiously towards them on the road ahead.

The mountain bandit lieutenant, upon seeing the group of players actually walking out from the City God Temple, was overjoyed and bellowed, "Brothers, grab your weapons and go, flip those wretched calves over and bring 'em back! Damn them, they sure know how to flee, let's capture them and offer them a taste of aged wine."

The players' faces paled, some nearly wet themselves in panic.

"Shit?!"

"What's going on? How did these mountain bandits know we'd resurrect at the City God Temple?"

"Quick, quick, run for it!"

"Run my ass, let's fight them! We won't die again, let's take them out—if we can kill one, we might even get something good."

The players were first scared witless, but then greed suddenly sparked within them and, with fists ready, they charged into the fray roaring with anger.

As a result, they were quickly dispatched by the mountain bandits, who sliced through them like a pack of wolves among sheep.

Those not killed were tied up and controlled; those who were killed and had just resurrected became even weaker, were knocked down again by the mountain bandits rushing in, and forcibly captured.

"What happened? Why is this happening?"

"How come these NPCs are not playing by the rules? How do they know about our respawn points?"

"This game is too tough, isn't it? NPCs even know to camp at respawn points now?"

The captured players wore faces full of question marks, utterly baffled by the situation.

And in their current state, unless they sent a message by carrier pigeon, they could only turn to Jianghu Forum to understand the situation and seek help...

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