Diligence System: From Servant to Martial King

Bian Chengfeng angrily shouted, "Slanderer! Defaming my cousin’s name, face my sword!" He immediately swept his sword forward. Nangong Xuanming leaned back to dodge, ready to attack each other.

Suddenly, Tai Shu Yuzhu and Su Lanfeng each intervened to stop them, temporarily halting the dispute. Su Lanfeng said, "We are comrades traveling together, facing dangers together, it would be best to discuss matters calmly."

Both sides felt indignant. The Jianghu Guests watched silently. Seeing the situation, Nangong Xuanming suddenly had another idea and said, "In that case, how about a vote! The Nangong Family, Bian Family, Jianghu Guests, and Daoxuan Mountain each have one vote."

Bian Qiaoqiao’s eyes ignited with hope and she immediately said, "I absolutely disagree." Bian Bianyun and Bian Chengfeng followed her decision, all disagreeing.

Nangong Xuanming and Nangong Wuyang naturally agreed. The injured Jianghu Guests, who nearly died because of Li Xian, all supported Nangong Xuanming. Thus, the situation reversed, and all eyes turned to Tai Shu Yuzhu, Su Lanfeng, and Zhao Ranran.

Bian Qiaoqiao looked for help and called, "Sister Ranran..." She saw Zhao Ranran quietly sipping tea, her veil shrouded in mist, her thoughts unknown.

Tai Shu Yuzhu and Su Lanfeng both left the decision to Zhao Ranran. If she opposed, it would be a tie vote, to be discussed later. Zhao Ranran said, "Daoxuan Mountain never intervenes in family affairs, how you talk it out is none of my concern." Then she headed upstairs.

Su Lanfeng laughed, "Seems like an abstention. Gentlefolk, rest early." Following her up to the upper floor.

Bian Qiaoqiao anxiously called several times "Sister Ranran", Zhao Ranran did not respond, already inside the building. Nangong Xuanming warned, "Brother Bian, let bygones be bygones. Now it’s clear, we have two votes, you have one. Please mind your own family affairs, don’t intervene recklessly."

Turning back to rest. Bian Chengfeng said, "Sister Qiao, the Nangong Family’s undercurrents are truly unnecessary for us to bother with. Rest well." Bian Qiaoqiao said, "But... but... it really is..." She could not understand the complexities but sensed it would surely be detrimental to Sister Liuli.

Bian Bianyun said, "Even among the same clan with the same name, if not the same line, disputes will arise. We must unite more tightly."

Bian Qiaoqiao said, "I just... feel that Sister Ranran has changed a bit." Bian Chengfeng said, "She is the Jade Girl, her thoughts and concerns differ from ours. Don’t overthink it, rest well."

The Bian Family went upstairs to rest, while the Jianghu Guests dispersed, each returning to their rooms. The shopkeeper led people to clean up the mess. In a corner, a guest was still drinking.

The shopkeeper said, "Sir, you..." Li Xian looked calm, pulled out several taels from his pocket, and said, "Bring me more good wine."

The shopkeeper took the silver, weighed it carefully, exactly ten taels. He had a sly idea to take most of it. Suddenly, Li Xian slowly turned his head to look, his expression calm but his eyes gradually changing.

The Heavy Pupil Appearance quietly revealed its true form. The oceanic aura surged instantly. The shopkeeper, used to dealing with bandits from a young age, was undaunted, but seeing such eyes, felt a chill and coldness from the heart.

His mind felt as if pierced by countless hot needles, his whole body frozen in place. Everything forgotten. Li Xian calmly said, "Don’t play tricks, honestly serve the wine."

Turning back to continue drinking. After a long while, the shopkeeper felt a chill beneath him, emitting a foul stench. His legs gave way, he knelt on the ground, and excrement and urine streamed, smelling strongly near Li Xian. Even as he could not control his legs, he crawled away in panic. Immediately sending someone with strong wine and dishes.

Still trembling, daring not to show himself again. Li Xian drank alone, his thoughts many. He knew his fate was cheap as mud, inevitably bullied. Yet he adhered to a kind heart. While in the Flower Cage Sect Water Altar, he never harmed anyone. On his journey to Flying Dragon City, faced attacks from the Five Mountains Sword Sect, attempted to take his life and soul. He treated it all as trivial, even devised ways to rescue the sect’s women.

Despite all negative outcomes, still pinned on him. The world bullied him for his worthless fate, few spoke on his behalf. He was naturally carefree, indifferent to others’ views. But Nangong Liuli pleaded for him, voiced his grievances, yet was treated this way.

The Jade Girl was supposed to guide the world, yet anyone involved with Li Xian, refused to help. Zhao Ranran was cunning, seemingly abstaining, actually agreeing. Li Xian recalled past interactions at Cyan Ox Residence. He had the Earth Radiance Earth Spirit stored at Daoxuan Mountain, planning to retrieve it himself in the future, often inquiring about Daoxuan Mountain matters. Whenever Nangong Liuli spoke of "Golden Boy and Jade Girl" and "Zhao Ranran", she openly expressed admiration and respect.

Nangong Xuanming pretended to catch the Flower Thief falsely, the true motive was to ruin Nangong Liuli. If the wedding truly took place, regardless of success or failure, even as a mere semblance, Nangong Liuli returning to the Nangong Clan, how would she position herself? As the Flower Thief’s wife, or the Nangong Heir? Not being a descendant of the Nangong Clan, how to claim the Essence Treasure.

Moreover, Nangong Liuli’s strong personality, if truly faced with this situation, she’d rather die than succumb, was very likely. Nangong Xuanming’s actions to ruin reputation and claim life, even Bian Qiaoqiao could vaguely sense.

Zhao Ranran knowingly remained unaware, yet acknowledged.

Li Xian looked up at the moon, crushed the wine cup, calmly thought, "If they don’t care about Sister Liuli’s life, why travel thousands of miles to save! Enough, the world never aids me, so I’ll help myself. Trying to ruin my Sister Liuli, won’t be that easy."

He finished the drink, unwilling to stay in the inn any longer. Silently slipping away, strolling through the streets, cold wind brushing his face. Swallowing Water City lay beside Dongran Lake, the wind carried water vapor and fishy smell. Occasionally saw thieves wandering on the streets.

Li Xian knew though Nangong Xuanming insisted on confronting Nangong Liuli, the crux was him. He gazed far across the lake, at the scenery of the lake, the mountains towering.