From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 343 The Heavenly King's Envoy
Jiang Yao had been to Tianwangfang Market several times.

But he had hardly any dealings with the people from Tianwangzhai.

Hearing Xu Ming say that a special envoy from Tianwang Village had entered his village, he became puzzled and frowned.

"How strong is the person who came? Where is he now?" After thinking for a while, Jiang Yao's eyes fell on Xu Ming and he asked.

"Master, I am just a bone forging expert. How can I know the specific strength of the envoy?"

With a bit of helplessness, Xu Ming shrugged: "The most I can be sure of is that person's strength is much stronger than mine."

"The Tianwang Village is very powerful. We can't afford to offend it. After that person introduced himself, Huang Tai led him to the Juyi Hall first."

"Knowing that you must be in the martial arts training ground, I came here directly!"

Having worked under Jiang Yao for several months, Xu Ming naturally had a certain understanding of his habits.

After living for so many years, this is the first time he has seen someone as self-disciplined as Jiang Yao who is willing to devote all his time to cultivation.

In the past, he was mostly afraid of Jiang Yao, but now, while he was afraid of Jiang Yao, he already had some admiration for him in his heart.

"In the Juyi Hall? Come on, take me there." Nodding, Jiang Yao waved at Xu Ming and greeted him.

On that day, when he killed Xu Jin, he had just entered the stage of refining the internal organs.

Now, although his cultivation progress in the Refining Organs Realm has not yet been completed, judging from the data on the panel, he can be said to have entered the late stage of the Refining Organs Realm.

After realizing that his speed was still lacking, he spent most of his energy on practicing Flying on the Grass in his spare time.

The great level of flying on the grass has increased his speed by at least 50%.

With his current strength, if he were to face Xu Jin who is at the Blood Exchange Stage again, even if his speed is still inferior to his, he would definitely not just take the beating like before.

Blood Knife Village, in the Gathering Hall.

Jiang Yao and Xu Ming walked in one after the other. His face darkened and his eyes fell directly on a middle-aged man in brocade clothes sitting on the tiger-skin chair at the head of the room.

When Du Qian was still the chief of the Blood Knife Village, the tiger-skin chair was his exclusive property and a symbol of his status.

Although Jiang Yao never cared much about these cumbersome formalities, after entering the Blood Knife Village, he spent all his attention on cultivation. However, except for him, no one dared to cross the line and sit on the tiger-skin chair in the gathering hall.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in brocade clothes's behavior was obviously a provocation to him.

After walking a few steps to a place about six or seven steps in front of the tiger-skin chair, Jiang Yao paused.

He said nothing, but his eyes were cold as he stared at the middle-aged man in brocade clothes a few steps away.

"Boss, this is Master Fan from Tianwangzhai..."

Huang Tai, who had been serving the middle-aged man in brocade clothes with a nod and a fawning look on his face, felt the tense atmosphere. He felt a chill in his heart and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

He carefully introduced the identity of the middle-aged man in brocade clothes to Jiang Yao, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed to be a little stuttering.

"My name is Fan Tong, and I am the steward of the External Affairs Hall of Tianwang Village. Are you Jiang Yao, the new chief of the Blood Knife Village?"

"You know, all the strongholds within the sphere of influence of our Tianwang Stronghold are under the management of our Foreign Affairs Hall."

"This tiger-skin chair in your Juyi Hall is quite comfortable to sit on. What? Do you have any objections to me sitting here?"

With an amused look on his face and an inexplicable smile on the corners of his lips, the middle-aged man Fan Tong in brocade clothes looked directly at Jiang Yao and spoke slowly.

"It is a blessing for us that the envoy has come to our Blood Blade Village."

"It's just a chair, it's nothing to worry about. If you like it, just take it away."

"I am the chief of the Blood Blade Village, but my position is not legitimate. I hope you can say a few good words for me when you return to the Heavenly King Village."

His expression changed from gloomy to bright. Finally, Jiang Yao sighed and forced a smile.

He clasped his fists, bowed to Fan Tong, and responded.

"Not bad, you are quite sensible!" With a smile still on his face, Fan Tong nodded.

Then, he continued, "A frog in a well will never know how vast the world outside is." "The territory occupied by your Blood Blade Village is only frequented by six or seven merchant caravans. The position of the village chief is only a popular position in the eyes of those warriors who have never seen the world."

"I came up to sit on this tiger-skin chair just for the sake of novelty. If I were to sit on it all the time, I would definitely feel very uncomfortable. It would not be as comfortable as being a steward in the Tianwang Village."

With a look of deep disdain on his face, Fan Tong paused when he said this.

Seeing Jiang Yao's humble expression and listening carefully to what he said, he spoke again: "Du Qian, the leader of the Blood Blade Village before you, has always been very tactful."

"Every month when the Tianwang Market opens, he will go to the Foreign Affairs Hall to pay a visit to us."

"He's a good guy in every way, except that he's a bit addicted to gambling. The last time I got together with him, he had bad luck at the gambling table. After he lost all his money, he even borrowed a lot from me."

……

After saying a few words, he took out a promissory note and handed it to Jiang Yao.

"Master Fan, what do you mean?"

"Du Qian owes you a gambling debt, you should go to him."

"Give this to me. What? You want me to pay back the money for him?" Jiang Yao took the IOU and glanced at it casually.

There were black words on the white paper and several blood-red fingerprints.

However, Du Qian is already dead, and only Fan Tong himself knows whether this IOU is real or fake.

Jiang Yao patiently read through the contents of the IOU. When he saw that the loan amount was a full six hundred jade coins, he was so angry that he burst into laughter.

"Du Qian has been the chief of the Blood Knife Village for six or seven years."

"He has developed the Blood Blade Village from being poor to its current size. The entire village is filled with his hard work."

"He died at your hands, Village Master Jiang. That can only be blamed on his lack of strength. But since you have taken over the Blood Knife Village and received all his inheritance, then the debts he left behind will naturally need to be repaid by you, Village Master Jiang."

"It is only natural to pay back debts. Village Chief Jiang, are you trying to default on your debt?"

Fan Tongpi smiled with a look of having Jiang Yao defeated. He added, "The head of Tianwang Village has issued an order that on the seventh day of next month, all the leaders of the villages under his command shall gather at Tianwang Mountain."

"I came to your Blood Blade Village mainly to convey the order of the boss. As for collecting the debt, it was just a side job."

"Six hundred jade coins is a bit too much. I understand that you can't take it out right now, Jiang Zhaizhu, but you can't let me come here for nothing. You should at least show some appreciation, don't you think?"

……

With an indignant look on his face, Jiang Yao stared at Fan Tong.

Every time the Tianwang Market opened, the little jade money accumulated in the Blood Knife Village would be immediately spent by him.

He himself was extremely short of jade coins. Let alone six hundred, it was difficult for him to even come up with sixty.

Fan Tong in front of him came to Xuedao Village to convey the order from the leader of Tianwang Village. If anything happens to him, Tianwang Village will soon find out that it is Xuedao Village that is to blame.

With the current strength of the Blood Knife Village, it can be easily crushed by the Tianwang Village, the overlord of this area.

"I have already reached the Perfection Stage of Refining Organs, and I am only one step away from a blood transfusion."

"If I'm not mistaken, since you were able to kill Du Qian, you should also be a martial artist at the Refining Organs Realm. However, there is a big difference between Refining Organs and Refining Organs."

"Large forces like our Tianwang Village have an orderly inheritance. In addition to the fundamental methods they practice, most people also practice other methods that can be matched."

"We are both in the Refining Zang Realm, but the Du Qian who died in your hands was no match for one of my palms."

"Master Jiang, I advise you not to have unrealistic ideas in front of me."

"Sometimes, suffering a loss is a blessing. Honestly acknowledge the debt. From now on, you and I will be friends. I will protect you, and you will also be taken care of when you are ordered by our leader to go to Tianwangzhai."

Seeing Jiang Yao remain silent, Fan Tong smiled mysteriously, and added another sentence without haste.

(End of this chapter)