Chapter 650: Robbing Peter to Pay Paul, Yue Fei the Savior Star
Learning a Mortal Rank "Iron Cloth Shirt" requires consuming 300 cultivation points and potential points.
Learning a Mortal Rank "Sky Rain" also requires consuming 280 cultivation points and potential points.
The cultivation points and potential points required to learn these Mortal Rank techniques are excessively high, almost absurd.
Even buying a copy from a street stall now only requires 200 cultivation points and potential points.
As the player "I am a playboy," I immediately regretted it and wanted to slap myself.
Why was I so foolish earlier to say I would learn three techniques? Now I'm on the path to ruin.
With bitterness in my heart and under Jiang Dali's smiling gaze, I dared not show it on my face.
I could only comfort myself, "The village chief's personally taught martial arts might be different from other similar martial arts," and obediently learned three Mortal Martial Arts, then pretended to be full of joy as I left with the Dragon Spring Sword, looking as if I had gained a great advantage.
"It seems that as long as you learn a few more personally taught martial arts from the village chief, you will be considered very loyal to the mountain village, with high ideological awareness? And there is a great probability of getting more rewards? Maybe even the village chief's favor."
A chubby player in the back had his eyes rolling, thinking he had found the knack for pleasing the village chief.
He immediately stepped forward with a respectful smile, offering his spoils, with high awareness, to Jiang Dali.
"Village chief, my dream since childhood has been to become a great mountain bandit with ambition, but unfortunately, I have never been able to realize this dream.
Now, village chief, you have given me this opportunity.
I hope to learn the Mountain Village Martial Arts to the fullest from you, and in the future, promote the Mountain Village Martial Arts in Ying Country.
Even if it's Mortal Martial Arts, I will definitely master each one and never disgrace the prestige of my Eight Desolate Branch."
"Good!!"
Jiang Dali's eyes shone brightly as he shouted loudly, his voice like a thunderbolt shaking the players nearby, causing their heads to buzz, their Qi-Blood to surge, and a few damages appeared above their heads.
He laughed and gently patted the player in front of him, who had entered a dizzy state, handing back the spoils offered to him.
"These things are all rewards from me, the village chief, to you.
I didn't expect that a small Ying Country would produce such a talented person with true insight.
With you joining the Eight Desolate Branch, how can the branch not grow stronger in the future?
You can learn all the Mortal Martial Arts from me, and I hope you master each one!"
"What? Getting all the spoils feedback just like that?"
"This guy seems to have pleased the village chief, and easily got so many spoils?"
More players around were shocked by Jiang Dali's generous act of giving away spoils, and then all were pleasantly surprised.
Was it that easy to get rich rewards?
The player loaded with spoils woke up as if hit by a grand prize, grinning from ear to ear.
However, at the next moment, when he saw the learning conditions for the few Mortal Martial Arts on his panel, the chubby player's smile turned bitter.
No way.
Why are the learning conditions for these Mortal Martial Arts so high?
Can't we just not learn so many?
"Warning! You have promised to learn all the Mortal Martial Arts listed by the Black Wind Village Chief, no backing out! Otherwise you might anger the Black Wind Village Chief, losing both money and life!"
Seeing the prompt from the panel, the chubby player felt dizzy.
What a "losing both money and life"!
This means if he doesn't learn, he may lose his life and can't get a single spoil, indeed worthy of a mountain bandit leader, such a unique style.
The chubby player could only hold the spoils with joy and grudging tears and choose to learn them all.
Jiang Dali quietly watched the growing cultivation points and potential points on his panel, chuckling to himself, "A bunch of leeks, you might earn, but this village chief will never lose!"
Soon, the moon shadow shifted.
More and more players stepped forward, handed over their hard-earned cultivation points and potential points to Jiang Dali to learn martial arts.
The cultivation points and potential points on Jiang Dali's panel continued to soar.
Some players only wanted to learn one martial art superficially, unwilling to hand over too many cultivation points and potential points.
However, these players all regretted it in the end.
Because more players gradually discovered through exploration that the more martial arts learned from the Black Wind Village Chief, the richer the rewards.
The standard for Black Wind Village Chief valuing a person seemed to be based on their enthusiasm and number of martial arts learned.
As a result, many players, even knowing that learning martial arts from the Black Wind Village Chief required cultivation points and potential points far above the average, couldn't resist the rich rewards and extra rewards in return, learning as much as they could.
Watching the cultivation points and potential points surge continuously, quickly breaking past six figures, Jiang Dali smiled.
He took the spoils personally delivered by the players and distributed them one by one as feedback.
He called this method "fund circulation."
Cutting the leeks on the east side, fertilizing the leeks on the west side.
In the end, all the nutrients from the leeks on both sides were harvested by him alone.
Even if the leeks knew the trap, they would still rush in for huge profits, stubbornly and confidently believing they won't be the leek being cut.
In fact, for Jiang Dali, as long as the players entered the game, they were all waiting to be harvested, none could escape.
Perhaps if he was in a good mood, he would cut a little less.