Diligence System: From Servant to Martial King

Li Jinkui hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, it was my oversight, quickly... quickly... take the heroic gentlemen to the stream to wash up."

He signaled to the soldiers, and dozens of them led the undercover group to a stream nearby to wash off the dirt.

Regardless of age or gender, they all stripped off their clothes and washed with the stream water.

Princess An Yang looked at the blood-soaked ground with utter disdain and said:

"These ungrateful scoundrels, their bodies are filthy and foul, their blood reeks, and they’re full of filth, an eyesore to behold. Throw them into the wild forest to feed the wild dogs. That’s all they’re worth."

Li Jinkui waved a hand, and dozens of Black Armored Soldiers stepped forward to clean the execution ground. Seeing his comrades leave, Li Xian blended in with the crowd, crouching to clear the minced flesh, collecting it in a large wooden basin.

Princess An Yang suddenly burst into laughter, saying leisurely, "Interesting, interesting."

Li Jinkui, puzzled, asked, "Princess, what is your command?" He approached respectfully.

The woman in a red dress frowned, flashed forward, and slapped Li Jinkui several times. Each slap was heavy and dull before she retreated back beside the Red Phoenix Carriage.

Li Jinkui’s cheeks were swollen, oozing slight traces of blood. Although confused, he knew Red Luo had her reasons for acting, and in extreme fear, he knelt down heavily with a thud.

The four maidens all knew that Princess An Yang was suddenly enraged. The Princess roared, "Li Jinkui, do you intend to betray me too!"

Li Jinkui was scared out of his wits, stammering, "Ah! Princess... I... I wouldn’t dare!"

Princess An Yang said, "Then tell me, who is he? Do you plan to secretly place trusted aides to replace my Wolf Head Army? Playing tricks with me, openly building a bridge while covertly crossing the sea and taking another’s nest?!"

Her voice echoed powerfully, immensely authoritative. The four maidens looked at Li Xian, then at Li Jinkui, with an indiscernible aura locking onto them.

Li Jinkui followed the gaze, slowly turning his head. Bewildered, he said, "What does the Princess mean? The Wolf Head Army is cultivated by you, and I, Li Jinkui, owe my fortune to you, merely overseeing the Wolf Head Army on your behalf. I know I have no right to appoint replacements; the Wolf Head Army... was in this state when you entrusted it to me, and it remains so now..."

Li Xian frowned, knowing he had been exposed, devising a countermeasure in his mind.

Princess An Yang said, "Fool, you don’t even know someone has infiltrated the Wolf Head Army."

Li Jinkui said, "Ah! How could this be? I have interacted with this person. He doesn’t seem... seem like an outsider."

Princess An Yang said, "Even if you didn’t betray me, your lax military management and lack of ability, if situations turn critical, could lead to immeasurable mistakes. Go receive eighty lashes and step down to squad leader!"

Li Jinkui’s face turned ashen, as if struck by lightning. He turned and glared hatefully at Li Xian, suddenly erupting violently, throwing a powerful punch towards Li Xian. Li Xian, initially planning to hide and await an opportunity to escape, found himself inadvertently revealed.

Given the circumstances, how could he sit and wait for death? He was wary of Li Jinkui and the four women of the Red Phoenix Carriage. Feeling the aura locked onto him, he contemplated how to escape, to seek life amid death.

At this moment, Li Jinkui came at him in rage. Li Xian’s mind spun, already having devised a clever plan. He feigned to catch the punch, meeting punch with punch. Although Li Jinkui had higher Martial Arts cultivation, in terms of pure physical strength, instantaneous burst, and sharp punch force... he was far inferior to Li Xian.

In a split second, Li Jinkui’s entire body, clad in black armor, trembled, his arm twisted, and his internal organs shifted places. The mighty punch wind rushed, blowing him back several steps. Li Jinkui was considered innately strong, a battlefield killer selected by Princess An Yang because of this innate strength. Though he charged in anger without using Martial Arts techniques, relying only on brute force and Inner Qi could be unrivaled in battle, breaking armor and smashing stones. However, facing the punch, he unexpectedly fell instantly. His anger subsided, realizing there’s always someone stronger.

Li Xian took advantage, charging proactively into the Black Armored soldiers. The Black Armored soldiers were in a circle, watching the drawn-out execution. Crowded together, they naturally struggled to form a formation. Li Xian’s charge into the crowd might have seemed foolish but was, in fact, well-timed.

Princess An Yang was taken aback, muttering, "What a strategy."

The Black Armored soldiers were immediately thrown into chaos. Many tried to capture Li Xian. Li Xian, with his immense strength, showcased the advantage of pure physical power. Using the "Clear Wind Leg" technique, he knocked several people down.

He then grabbed one person in each hand, fiercely throwing them into the crowd. The Black Armored soldiers stumbled and became disorganized. Forming a formation now was extremely difficult. Two squad leaders attacked from both sides, both at the Martial Arts First Realm cultivation. Their Martial Arts evolved skillfully, exhibiting Fierce Wind Palm and Rolling Water Blade techniques.

With water aiding wind, wind aiding fire, and fire aiding waves.

Li Xian defended against the combined attack while dealing with Martial Arts. Various weapons like swords, spears, and staffs came at him, the assault dense and chaotic, yet relying on the eye power granted by Heavy Pupils and his Martial Arts mastery, he could handle it all with ease. Using Four Directions Fist, Clear Wind Leg, Vast Sea Leg, Iron Copper Body, Thunderbolt Finger... he employed them all.

After fighting for a while, the Wolf Head Army suddenly fell into chaos, just as they had started to form a formation, but then halted. It turned out Li Xian used the "Vomiting Blood Scripture," spitting blood to create a mist.

The blood mist obscured the details within the helms. Thousands of people were in disarray, and even if appearing face-to-face, in this chaotic state they couldn’t discern friend from foe. Relying on helmet details required focused observation. Li Xian’s move to confuse and mislead hit the Black Armored Army’s vital point.

He had considered, if forced into battle, ultimately resorting to this technique. Now using it in reality far exceeded expectations, though there was no joy in his heart.

Li Xian caused havoc, taking the opportunity to slip away amid the crowd. Li Jinkui was anxious, leaping in frustration; the battlefield had its advantages and disadvantages. The Black Armored soldiers, clustered together, were like Martial Artists binding themselves. Suddenly attacked, unable to unravel the bind quickly, they took several hits unwillingly.