Diligence System: From Servant to Martial King-Chapter 280 - 258: Spring Fills the Hall, Third Level Cultivation, For My Beloved, Crossing the Seven-day Pass, Together on the Painted Boat (Ten Thousand Words!)

Chapter 280: Chapter 258: Spring Fills the Hall, Third Level Cultivation, For My Beloved, Crossing the Seven-day Pass, Together on the Painted Boat (Ten Thousand Words!)

But this situation is dire... Nowhere to hide, no place to escape. Wen Caishang’s mind is exceptionally meticulous, setting up a heavenly net; how could someone like Su Qiuyu compare?

Wen Caishang has a proud temperament, yet she finds it hard to control her emotions. The third layer of the Yin Yang Immortal Companions Sword focuses mostly on "inner cultivation," with fewer "sword techniques."

Wen Caishang said, "My lord, with your talent, you should understand by now." Li Xian nodded, "I have it in my memory, but..."

Wen Caishang softly asked, "But what?"

Li Xian sighed inwardly, "In this moment and scene, further hesitation would be too disheartening. I should show my determination, I should... let madam experience my prowess." Discarding distractions, he smiled and said, "Madam, I only ask for your guidance!"

He then switched to an active approach.

Wen Caishang’s heart fluttered, although she had laid out intricate plans. At the crucial moment, she felt quite flustered.

The momentum was like a flood, hard to contain once it overflowed.

[Skill Level +1]

[Setting Sun Bloodsword · Third Layer]

[Skill Level: 1/800 Beginner] 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

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Wen Caishang is famous throughout Jianghu, known for her fierce reputation, and has made many enemies. Yet learning that "Third Layer" sword technique felt entirely different.

She consumed the Heavenly Essence and Earthly Splendor, advancing her cultivation. But she often daydreamed, having little interest in worldly affairs. If she truly achieved immortality, would it just be like this?

Today, she first felt joy. It was like traveling across the universe, strolling through chaos, her spirit wanting to burst from her skull.

The joy here renders words entirely inadequate. The heavens spin, the heart seems to melt, flowing wholly into Li Xian’s body.

Suddenly thinking, "If it were like this every day and night... the joy of immortal companionship would be enchanting."

But only heard tonight.

The waning moon hung high; it was already summer, yet there remained a hint of spring.

On that broad river path, there was no wind or wave, very tranquil. Suddenly, a painting boat glided by, with wind chimes "ding ding" ringing.

The water rippled gently. Suddenly the ripples were frequent, and then they slowed.

River fish gathered to peep at spring, and summer frogs croaked in a contest.

Its wonder was endless.

[Your Yang Sword sheathed, Setting Sun Bloodsword skill level +1]

[Your Yang Sword sheathed, Setting Sun Bloodsword skill level +1]

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Sunlight slanted in.

Last night’s wind and rain rocked the painting boat, that spring breeze without restraint, even knocked over the bookshelves, overturned the jade table, scattered incense ash on the ground, stained paintings with ink, clothes were wrinkled and scattered.

A white boot floated in the river. Wen Caishang softly exclaimed, her face blushing, thinking, "When did my boot end up in the river, last night... was that truly me, Wen Caishang? I... I was so undisciplined. But... but the sensation I..."

Her beautiful eyes were gently sticky, only blaming last night’s mischievous spring breeze. The chaos left behind a quiet warmth. Her fingers gently pinched the red mole on Li Xian’s forehead, then pinched his nose, tickled his ears. The eyes were such eyes, the nose such a nose; having weathered last night’s storm, yet it made her even more curious and interested.

How can love and desire be separated? She tasted the wonder of "yin-yang convergence," love and desire both intense, the usual dignified grace completely vanished.

"Good sir, you’re awake?" she softly chuckled.

Li Xian casually grabbed a jade robe, covering his body, teasingly saying, "My lady, last night truly opened my eyes."

Wen Caishang gently fanned herself, casting the jade robe aside in embarrassment, "How dare you tease me? You said you wouldn’t trick me again. How long has it been, and you again..."

Li Xian said, "I don’t bully my lady, I only cherish her."

The two leaned close, whispering sweetly. Li Xian, charming and handsome, with last night’s events, bound Wen Caishang’s heart completely. Listening to his words, Wen Caishang fully entrusted her heart, sighing, "How much joy can there be in this world? To spend it with Mr. Li La, I would die with no regrets."

Emotions stirred.

Though it was early morning, the riverbank was vast. The Yang Fire and Yin Wood... ignited once again. The sky darkened, and a fierce wind and sudden rain began.

This experience was indescribable. The painting boat rocked violently, more than yesterday. If others saw, they might wrong the wind and rain, misunderstand the swift currents.

The third layer of the Yin Yang Immortal Lovers Sword... once practiced, there is the "Seven-Day Barrier." During these seven days, the masters of the Yin Sword and the Yang Sword cannot be separated.

It’s all because of the mingling of Yin Qi and Yang Qi within each other’s bodies, which is chaotic and hard to balance. Even without practicing the third layer, skin contact and affectionate gazes are needed.

The painting boat followed the river, where neither could care about their direction. But the river’s currents flow south, bringing them closer day by day.

So they recklessly played.

The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the heavy rain turned to drizzle. The boat left the bustling city, sailing into a stretch of green mountain wilderness. The river path was very narrow, only ten yards wide on both sides. The trees were lush, and the scenery tranquil.

Li Xian’s Primordial Yang was abundant, with a Pure Yang Body in perfect form, still energized. But having been entwined for hours, seeing occasional ferries around, he paused for a moment. Sitting at the boat’s head, enjoying the river view.

Wen Caishang dressed simply, her loose robe barely covering her curves. She sat on a wooden zither, smiling, "Mr. Li La, I’ll play for you." She was exceptionally skilled in music, the melody graceful and filled with affection. But if listened carefully, it hid a certain sense of peril.

Forest birds from both banks flew over, landing on the edges of the painting boat, chirping lively. This piece she played was the "Forest Bird" melody composed by the ’Yellow Sound Master’ of the Great Wu Dynasty. Renowned among Great Wu scholars and poets... listening to it, birds would gather joyfully, requiring supreme achievement.

Wen Caishang excelled in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, paintings, astrology... highly skilled, Li Xian leaning beside, listening intently. Occasionally exchanging glances, infinite tenderness.

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Li Xian said, "Madam, you said you would teach me to appreciate calligraphy and painting, teach me calligraphy." Wen Caishang lightly tapped with her slender finger, smiling, "Good sir, would I not teach you?"

Thus they went inside hand in hand.

They righted the overturned jade table, spreading hemp paper. The paper was rough, but for a hasty purchase, it was decent.

Wen Caishang carefully ground ink, dipped the brush in ink, and wrote with flourish. Her skill profound, with the aura of a heroine commanding rivers and mountains. Various styles flowed effortlessly. But in a narrow bedroom, was she truly intending to teach? Even if Li Xian wanted to learn, in such a moment and scene... the brush and ink would only be wasted.