Half a month later.

On the official road leading to the Mongolian Palace, Jiang Dali, Wang Yuyan, and Murong Qingqing sat quietly inside a low-hanging carriage.

The carriage, driven by the Divine Walk Grand Protector, wearing a bamboo hat and hiding his face behind a sunshade veil, passed through numerous checkpoints guarded by brave and skilled Mongolian soldiers, heading straight for the grandly paved dragon-patterned imperial path.

Since leaving the God-searching Palace half a month ago, a world-shaking battle between the God-searching Palace and Black Wind Village, which disturbed the Martial World, ended with the demise of the ancient force that had existed for hundreds of years, the God-searching Palace.

In the Martial World, many forces concerned about the war between these two major forces received the news through their respective channels.

Some were relieved by this, while many forces were apprehensive and uneasy, especially those who had kicked the Black Wind Village when it was down; they were particularly worried and began withdrawing and preparing to flee.

After returning to the mountain village, Jiang Dali reorganized his forces, generously compensating all brothers injured or killed in the war, then issued the Black Wind Order, demanding that all forces who kicked them when they were down come and apologize within a month, or face dire consequences.

This message, once released, caused quite a stir in the Martial World.

However, all the related forces also felt somewhat relieved, seeing hope for compensation and reconciliation from the Black Wind Village Chief’s issuance of the Black Wind Order, which was different from the imagined extermination disaster, at least leaving room for negotiation.

Except for a few forces who had severely offended and still intended to flee out of guilt, the vast majority decided to come and apologize.

"Within these half a month, after a vicious battle, the Black Wind Village has been reborn from the ashes, stabilizing once more after the catastrophe. Our heroic Village Chief, along with our Lady Wang Yuyan and Lady Murong, among others, have come to the Mongolian Palace. Here, we are about to meet the legendary Immortal Master Guang Chengzi. Could there truly be a more illustrious Immortal Master in this world than Master Zhang?..."

Inside the carriage, Wang Yuyan smiled as she wrote a line of story on Luoyang Xuan Paper using a fine wolf hair brush, then looked up with her bright and beautiful face to Jiang Dali, saying, "Village Chief, how do you find my writing? Would you say it’s too factual and lacks any dramatic flair?"

"I’m just a simple man; how would I know about writing and painting? Just write however you wish."

Jiang Dali said calmly, slowly opening his eyes, and even in the dim environment inside the carriage, a glint of brilliance was visible, his pure and robust power clearly indicating that his injuries from the battle at God-searching Palace had long since healed.

Murong Qingqing smiled as she looked at the delicate and beautiful handwriting Wang Yuyan wrote, saying, "Lady Wang, just write it like that. Our Village Chief only writes poetry on a whim; he’s rarely one to sit down and study fine literature ordinarily."

The sky gradually darkened by then.

The carriage traveled steadily along the road, followed closely by another carriage carrying Xiao Feng and others, until it arrived near the eastern staircase of the front hall. There, a throng of Mongolian royal family members and nobles awaited.

Even though it was somewhat hastily arranged, the ceremonial specifications with which the royal family personally greeted them highlighted the Mongolian Emperor’s respect for Jiang Dali.

Wang Yuyan peeked out of a small front window of the carriage and then smiled at Jiang Dali, saying, "Village Chief, there are so many Mongolian princes and princesses waiting over there, I’m afraid they wouldn’t even receive their own Golden Saber Prince Consort with such grandeur."

Jiang Dali gave a faint smile, "You’ve spent too much time with Wan Wan, now your way of speaking mimics hers. Could it be you want me to stay here in Mongolia to become a Golden Saber Prince Consort?"

Wang Yuyan, despite her reserved nature, immediately protested, pulling up Jiang Dali’s sturdy arm, carefully avoiding the prickly Iron Nail Bracelet, and said, blushing, "Yu Yan couldn’t bear it."

"Hahaha——"

Amidst hearty laughter, the carriage came to a stop, the Divine Walk Grand Protector reverently opened the door, and Jiang Dali stepped out of the carriage with great strides, his tall and sturdy figure appearing before the eyes of numerous Mongolian royal princes, princesses, and generals, standing with pride.

Admiring martial prowess and venerating the strong, the Mongolians’ respectful expressions led them to immediately bow upon seeing Jiang Dali’s figure, taller and more imposing than even Mongolia’s greatest warrior.

From the carriage behind, Xiao Feng and others alighted, and under the respectful reception of a Mongolian maiden of exotic beauty, they were led into a grand and magnificent central hall shaped like an "I", with front and rear sections, together.

Inside the central hall, a twenty-zhang (66.67 meters) wide Dragon Platform could be seen, where numerous high-ranking Mongolian officials including the Mongolian Emperor gathered, surrounding the Mongolian Emperor on the Dragon Throne like stars around the moon. Of note was the presence of Chi Meng, the Eighth Generation Golden Wheel Dharma King, who had a secret agreement with Jiang Dali.

When the Mongolian Emperor stood up to greet them, everyone turned towards the hall door and saluted, and the gatekeeper shouted.

"Welcome, Black Wind King!"

The crowd followed, shouting "Welcome, Black Wind King!"

Their collective voices echoed throughout the ceiling, slightly diffusing the solemnity with the laughter of the Mongolian Emperor.

Everyone in the Martial World knew Jiang Dali as the Song State Champion King and the Ming Country’s Side-by-side King, but the title of Black Wind King did not exist for him.

However, this title was personally bestowed upon Jiang Dali by the Mongolian Emperor, and while it held no real power within Mongolia, it was still a form of honor.

Whether calling Jiang Dali Champion King or Side-by-side King, it favored one over the other, thus using his title as Black Wind Village Chief to call him a king was deemed more appropriate and respectful.