CHAPTER 1026: CHAPTER 811: MARTIAL WORLD SHAKEN! REUNION OF OLD FRIENDS AT BLACK WIND RESTAURANT!

"Divine Weapon Heavenly Fury!"

Zhu Yunwen stared in horror at the longsword held in Ghost King’s hands, his eyes revealing shock and vigilance, yet his hands instinctively extended from the sleeves of his dragon robe to receive it.

At the moment of contact, a dark aura of greed and bloodthirstiness suddenly tingled his entire body, as if he had suddenly been watched by a pair of eyes.

"Your Majesty! I take my leave!"

Zhu Yunwen suddenly awoke and looked towards Ghost King Xu Ruowu, who bowed and then walked into the depths of the passage, a thought suddenly flashing in his mind.

If a person has very deep scheming and large plots, they will never do anything wrong.

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Song Country.

The base of the Black Wind Village located along the Yangtze River, once the site of the Power Gang’s base.

With nearly thirty thousand gang members and tens of thousands of families, they all resided in the low-lying areas along the shore, bustling with life.

Casinos, art houses, restaurants, and martial competition platforms filled this gang’s stronghold, merchants gathered, and the number of Eight Desolate Disciples coming and going daily to trade or complete tasks was countless, rivalling some flourishing metropolises, like kings ruling over a divided land.

This is one of Black Wind Village’s important assets, known alongside the captured Twelve Water Fortresses as the Dragon Tiger Gang of the Black Wind Double Gang.

This place is the Dragon Gang, currently the strongest large faction in Song Country’s Martial World, a place which managed to survive even during the war among the Three Kingdoms.

After Jiang Dali rode the Divine Phoenix back to Song Country, he came to the Dragon Gang for a temporary rest and inspection.

He sat now at a table by the riverside window on the sixth floor of the most luxurious "Black Wind Restaurant" within the gang, watching the turbulent waters of the rippling river and the gang’s vessels patrolling back and forth.

From the sixth floor of the Black Wind Restaurant, he could also see the impressive ship loaded with military supplies that had just returned from Dali, its mighty eagle flag representing Black Wind Village fluttering in the wind forming a strong deterrence.

Where there is this flag, mountains will be parted, waters will be crossed, and everyone in the Martial World will recognize and know it—this is the achievement he has fought to attain today.

At this moment, he was the sole occupant of the sixth floor of the Black Wind Restaurant, with no one on the fifth floor either, truly finding peace amidst the hustle.

Here he could listen to the clamor and various news from the lower floors and the street below, while enjoying drinking and dining alone, delighting in his leisure.

The Black Wind Restaurant always had a special rule, the fifth floor was only open to heads of the Squad Leader Level or above from the village, the sixth floor only open to high-level members of the Guardian Level or above.

Even VIPs, unless invited by the village chief, could at most enjoy the view from the fourth floor.

This rule has persisted since its establishment, never broken, and no one dares to break it.

Jiang Dali, as the village chief, was sitting in his own restaurant drinking wine and eating the locally famed river catfish, enjoying the rare treat of drinking on the legendary sixth floor of the Black Wind Restaurant in the Martial World.

He suddenly developed a fondness for this quiet and leisurely enjoyment of time.

Since being proclaimed as king in Song Country, he traveled far and wide, first going to Sword Casting City to forge alliances with the Supreme Alliance after snatching a sword, then rushing to the Ming Country to quell chaos and face off with Iron Gall Divine Constable Zhu Wushi, and finally hurrying to Cihang Jingzhai to firmly establish the New Emperor on the throne. All his deeds were earth-shattering and shook the Martial World, yet he never had a moment to rest alone.

Now Wan Wan was already on her way back to the Yin Gui Sect, Dongfang Bubai had also returned to the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, and even Murong Qingqing returned with Wang Yuyan to the Sky Zither Sect to handle some sect affairs.

Now alone, pouring his own drink while listening to the constant discussions below of his illustrious deeds, and to the cries of players selling their wares on the distant streets, he found it quite enjoyable.

Just then, the sound of clattering hooves came from the street outside, causing a stir of whispers and cries.

The restaurants and art houses on both sides of the street, including the stall-owning players, were all alerted, eagerly looking at the two horses that appeared on the street.

Jiang Dali smiled faintly and took two more bowls of strong liquor, watching the scenery, unaffected.

Soon, a sound of footsteps approached from the staircase.

Like a drum pounding on wooden steps.

A young man, as strong as an iron tower, wearing a tiger-skin strong suit, entered the sixth floor without obstruction.

Standing over eight feet tall, broad shoulders and stout neck, with a rugged appearance and an honest spirit, he was none other than Tie Niu.

"Village Chief!"

Tie Niu reported in a muffled voice with fists clasped, "Hero Xiao and his wife have both arrived."

Jiang Dali smiled calmly, "Tie Niu, send word, today Black Wind Restaurant will not sell liquor to outsiders, place all the wine barrels, lining them from the entrance up the stairs to the sixth floor."

Tie Niu’s eyes gleamed, and he responded with clasped fists before thundering away to carry out the order.

"Hahahaha, indeed, only my benefactor knows my heart! Xiao Feng is late, don’t blame me, dear benefactor! Let me first punish myself with three barrels of wine to ease my fatigue!"

The neighing of the horses rose from below, and Xiao Feng laughed heartily, tugging the reins with a "whoa," then smiled back at Azhu who was also smiling, before dismounting elegantly.

He strode to a clerk just stepping out with a wine barrel, took it with a grasping hand, broke open the seal, and started drinking with his head thrown back, exuding extreme boldness.

The street quickly gathered a large crowd of Martial World people and players, all gazing eagerly at the bold hero Xiao Feng drinking with his head back in delight.

Wine barrels were already lined up from the wine shop inside, all the way from the ground floor up the staircase to the sixth floor, each step with a wine barrel.

Jiang Dali’s imposing figure, draped in a black cloak, appeared at the sixth floor window, facing the street, raising a wine barrel with a smiling nod to Xiao Feng below, saying, "How can we old friends gather without wine? Today, Brother Xiao, let’s drink to our heart’s content, for it’s our long-awaited reunion. Come!"

"Good!"

Xiao Feng laughed with furrowed brows stretching wide, stepping into the wine shop.

Jiang Dali also turned to walk to the stairs, reaching out and grabbing a wine barrel, lifting it to drink deeply.

At the staircase on the first floor, Xiao Feng also lifted a barrel to drink, impressing many self-proclaimed drinkers calling out his prowess, and players rushing to witness the famed scene cheered excitedly and discussed fervently.

"Oh my! They drink such a lot, better let a hole form in the stomach than let any friendship break a seam! The friendship between Hero Xiao and our village chief is rock-solid!"

"What do you understand? This is a case of long separation leads to reunion, madly drink at the sight of wine. It’s rare that the village chief’s wives aren’t present, so the chief arranged for brothers to come out for a drink."

"This is real drinking, without a bite to eat, just drinking. Drinking white wine mixed with yellow wine, with wine as the food, the wine doesn’t get people drunk but people grow drunk themselves."

"Walking through the Martial World, how can you not drink? If you don’t get drunk, I don’t get drunk, who will sleep on the curb? The sky is blue, the sea is blue, and the sixth floor passes cup to cup."

"Talent, true talent, in this scene, I can only say shit twice, I really cannot think of any witty words. Give me a gulp to boost my inspiration."

The bustling street, in front of Black Wind Restaurant, filled with the scent of wine.

The two great heroic men drank heartily together, their martial spirit poured into the fierce wine, gulped down into the stomach, fermenting strongly.

It doesn’t matter if others don’t drink, for even if not drinking, they enjoy, without drinking they revel, with cheering akin to gambling, the more people the better, sometimes even with strangers, as once the wine flows, strangers become friends, that’s the Martial World...

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(Requesting monthly ticket! I initially planned to update more today, but my right hand’s finger joints got arthritic, typing is slow and painful, I’ll use some ointment and strive to write another Chapter tonight)