Diligence System: From Servant to Martial King-Chapter 236 - 226: Fallen Into Dire Straits! Li Xian Rises

Chapter 236: Chapter 226: Fallen Into Dire Straits! Li Xian Rises

The Python stood on the head of the snake, its chin sliced off, looking terrifying. With a hoarse voice, it said, "If I don’t kill you today, we never intended to go back alive!"

The Tiger, Deer, Python, and Dog were driven by honor, already resolved to die. Wen Caishang felt her inner Qi dissipating and didn’t want to waste words, nor exhaust her inner Qi any longer. She angrily said, "Fine, then die!"

She used her Lightweight Skill, elegantly leaping into the air, aware that her current state was poor due to injuries and depleted inner Qi. Although she possessed numerous formidable martial arts, none were easy to execute.

The White Snake Sword was unsheathed from her sleeve.

Her gaze swept across, fixing on the Deer on the city wall. She knew that among the Four Heroes of Taixin, the Deer was the wisest. Her initial strike was a killing move aimed at taking the Deer’s life first.

The Deer harbored sadness in his eyes. Although he could evade this sword’s killing move, he knew that Wen Caishang’s next few sword strikes would certainly take his life. He thought to himself, "My three brothers suffered terribly because of you, vile woman. Although I boasted about injuring you before, today, as the eldest brother, I must fulfill my promise!"

Facing the lethal sword, he neither evaded nor dodged, actively meeting it. At the same time, he shook his shoulders, sending his sleeves whipping toward her.

Trading life for injury!

Although Wen Caishang is experienced in combat, she was not calm at this time. She didn’t expect the Deer to risk his life to injure her. She coldly said, "Do you think you can touch my sleeve like this?"

With a light flick of her left palm, she released a mysterious power. This was the "Palm Moving Heaven and Earth" from the "Qiankun Hand".

She deflected both sleeves entirely, sending them to the sides, hitting the Tiger and Dog who were closing in. Unprepared, they were struck in the chest by the sleeves, making a "crack" sound as they collapsed inward, spitting blood, severely injured.

The Deer’s pupils dilated with despair. His desperate attack was easily neutralized. Wen Caishang took advantage to thrust her sword, breaking through the Deer’s heart meridian, then lightly shook her wrist, sending a surge of Qi Force to kill him on the spot.

In martial contests, the mind harbors killing intent.

Killing moves are often simple and straightforward.

Wen Caishang’s condition was dire, requiring her to conserve inner Qi, responding only with Basic Martial Arts while controlling the pace to deliberately constrain her opponent. The adversary, despite his strength, found no room to unleash his power and was utterly frustrated.

Observing the progress of both encounters front and back, nothing had changed.

Amid elaborate planning and plotting, little could be executed. The remaining three were filled with gloom, lamented in unison, "This woman is so formidable, who can subdue her?"

Wen Caishang’s sword shadows layered and intertwined. Her silhouette blurred, as if shrouded by an illusion, evoking memories.

This was the "Dreaming Sword", intended to rouse one’s thoughts, delivering sword strikes amidst past moments, swordsmanship departing from any formal style, making it unfathomable and extremely potent.

Originally a set of "Emotion Sword", it induces sadness as one strikes. However, Wen Caishang was devoid of emotion, diverging from the sword’s essence. Yet, with remarkable talent, she mastered the technique. During its evolution, it completely contradicted its original essence.

Transforming into a sword that flickered rapidly, the swift sword light aroused the opponent’s old emotions and memories.

Seeing Wen Caishang’s graceful demeanor, the Python felt dizzy, recalling his youthful pursuits of her, bitterness welling up in his heart.

Suddenly coming to his senses, driven by years of hatred, his blood surged, both arms extending, inner Qi raging like a roaring python. This was the "Fierce Python Tail Swing", reaching its peak. His arms grew several times stronger, resembling a serpent’s body.

With a cold snort, Wen Caishang retracted her sword, raised her palm, and gently applied the "Bone Melting Palm". Upon contact with all three palms, the Python started bleeding profusely, his aura weakening, as his skeletal structure slowly dissolved.

Of the Four Heroes of Taixin, only two remained.

The Tiger and Dog had sunken chests, both injured yet still failing to touch Wen Caishang’s attire. The Tiger laughed bitterly, "One Wen Caishang, one Lady Zhe Jian, my four brothers seem destined to die at your hands."

Frowning, Wen Caishang suddenly felt an accelerated inner Qi loss, thinking, "This Qi-Eating Gu acts up, I must end this quickly!", slashing out with her sword.

In despair, the Tiger nonetheless, his strange beast beneath him was intuitive, leapt to dodge. Despite Wen Caishang’s exceptional swordsmanship, how could such a strange beast evade? But with inner Qi leaking, her mind agitated, and forces pulling at her, the sword technique lost its coldness and was indeed dodged.

"Not good!"

Wen Caishang calmed her mind, but the Qi-Eating Gu was unusually active, wildly devouring her inner Qi. In that instant, it diminished significantly. Due to the previous battle, the Qi waves stirred, rousing the Gu Worm’s ferocity.

A chill engulfed her halfway.

The Tiger was taken aback, seeing the change in Wen Caishang’s face, delightedly remarking, "This woman’s strength is waning!"

Wen Caishang coldly said, "Even if one-tenth remains, I can still kill you!" Brandishing her sword, though each strike was weakened, her Martial Arts Mastery remained. The Tiger continued to sustain wounds.

The Dog suddenly attacked. The two joined forces, reaching a stalemate with Wen Caishang.

Li Xian furrowed his brows in deep thought, "How does Madam’s strength suddenly drop so much? On the route to intercept, numerous formidable foes lie ahead. With Madam’s current state, I’m afraid the danger is immense. If I...if I depart, with him targeting Madam, perhaps I can seize the opportunity to escape far away."

Knowing that throughout her life, Wen Caishang had been probing, with true feelings often overshadowed by benefits. However, in this perilous moment, it was by no means a pretense.

The Tiger, mouth full of blood, though severely wounded, laughed heartily, "Hahaha, Wen Caishang... you are merely thus, merely thus, your inner Qi is depleting! Good! Excellent, once I capture you alive, see how I torture you!"

Wen Caishang, now wounded, propped her longsword on the ground, her Qi Lake nearly empty, strength waning. Her shoulder was struck by the Tiger’s palm, her right leg hit by a hidden weapon, bleeding profusely.

Her face deathly pale, Wen Caishang coldly said, "Shameless scoundrels, even weakened, killing you isn’t difficult!" Launching three sword strikes appeared slow but held immense power.

The Tiger could not discern the subtleties within. Relying on abundant inner Qi, he tried to withstand it. Upon receiving the first sword, his palm shook violently, his fingers dislocated. As the second sword came, he was filled with terror, crying "My life is done."

But the various injuries tormented Wen Caishang, causing her to spit blood first. This sword strayed, piercing his abdomen, avoiding a fatal point. On the third sword, Wen Caishang overexerted herself, leading to severe self-injury.

"Hahaha." The Tiger laughed heartily, "Failed to kill, failed to kill. Lady Zhe Jian... tut tut tut, such a fine beauty, falling into my hands like this, wonderful, wonderful!"

"Tiger Brother," the Dog staggered to stand from the ground, "How shall we handle her?"

The Tiger said, "Such a beauty, breaking her hands and feet would be a pity. Let me enjoy her first, then let my tiger and dog brothers have their turn."

The Dog, with grinning malice, agreed heartily, "Great plan, great plan!"

"You dare!" Wen Caishang coldly retorted.

With silver teeth gritted, she was indeed out of tricks, her white gown lost its ethereal grace, stained with blood and dirt falling to the mundane world.

"How dare I not?" The Tiger cursed, "You vile woman, when this is over, you are in my hands, then see how I deal with you slowly!"

Li Xian saw Wen Caishang devoid of her former poise, the three opponents in a standoff, with pride, relief, reluctance, and anger equally divided, none paying him attention.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he hid himself, observing the situation, pondering:

"Madam Wen is in dire straits, clearly with no way out. If I abandon her to face a miserable end, my conscience would not rest. I have yet to repay her kindness, settling this debt allows me to leave with a clear conscience in the future!"

"These two are greatly injured, exhausted, giving me an opportunity to act."

(ps: Li Xian, dormant for long, is finally rising. Seeking monthly votes, subscriptions～)