A cup of wine amid spring breezes and peach blossoms; ten years of lamps beneath night rain in the jianghu.
Heroes emerged in endless succession throughout this jianghu. Too many had once made their names resound for a time, only to vanish in a flash like brief shooting stars.
Yet though shooting stars were fleeting, they had at least blazed brilliantly, leaving behind a few people who remembered their names.
In today's jianghu, Jiang Dali had only gained a modest reputation around Hui City in Huizhou. Across the whole jianghu, it was still hard to say that his name shook the lands north and south of the great river.
But among players, Black Wind Stronghold Master Jiang Dali had undoubtedly become thoroughly famous.
His clever battle against Du Dajin of the Dragon Gate Escort Agency had seemed like nothing more than an appetizer.
Then came a string of major events. The three great strongholds bowed their heads in submission, thoroughly propelling Black Wind Stronghold Master Jiang Dali to the pinnacle.
On the Jianghu Forum, there were posts discussing Black Wind Mountain Stronghold and its master, Jiang Dali, nearly every day.
Every day, new players formed teams and traveled in groups to Hui City to seek refuge with Black Wind Mountain Stronghold.
Although during this time, some prestigious sects that had drawn even more attention than Black Wind Mountain Stronghold held grand ceremonies, and Jianghu Experts stronger than Black Wind Stronghold Master Jiang Dali accomplished great deeds.
The only ones who truly brought players abundant and tangible benefits, however, were Black Wind Mountain Stronghold and Black Wind Stronghold Master Jiang Dali.
All under heaven bustled and rushed for profit; players were extremely pragmatic.
Compared with sects like Shaolin and Wudang, whose entry thresholds were absurdly high, Black Wind Mountain Stronghold was