Diligence System: From Servant to Martial King

Suddenly, a voice came from above: "You’re late." Zhao Ranran looked up and saw a figure lying at the peak of Middle Finger Peak. It was Li Xian.

Zhao Ranran clenched her fists at the sight of her enemy, scrutinized him for a moment, and said: "You dared to come, aren’t you afraid of death, or do you think I can’t defeat you?"

Li Xian replied: "My Martial Arts skills are shallow; I have this self-awareness and am certainly no match for you. You, a respectable Jade Girl, would even use such conspiracies to kill a mere thief like me. So it’s just as well... there’s no need to waste energy on a wedding, I might as well show up now and save myself a lot of trouble."

Zhao Ranran squinted her eyes slightly and instinctively defended: "The Nangong family matters have nothing to do with me. I just want to kill you."

Li Xian angrily asked: "If you remained high on Daoxuan Mountain, overlooking the world, this matter wouldn’t concern you. Yet you came to save Sister Liuli, only to stand by coldly as her kin conspired against her. She was safe in my Flower Thief hands, and yet with you, she faces life and death in an instant. Does this not concern you?"

Zhao Ranran said: "You..." Her face flushed, unable to argue, she cursed: "You have a glib tongue!"

Li Xian sneered: "What Jade Girl saves the world, you are no different than Nangong Xuanming and the others. If the world depends on you to save it, it is truly unfortunate."

Zhao Ranran drew her sword with a swish and angrily retorted: "No matter what, it’s not your place to comment, you Flower Thief!" Li Xian roared like thunder: "Fine, then let me, this Flower Thief, taste the skills of you, Jade Girl!" His battle spirit soared, voice rolling like thunder, and he immediately raised his Heavy Bow.

Enemies meeting face to face, the enmity was plain to see. Suddenly, the air was tense, and the thunder roared ominously.

Zhao Ranran was already aware of Li Xian’s excellent Archery, so she lightly stepped. At that moment, waves surged from all directions at Absolute Palm Peak, stirring fearsome waves and causing the entire peak to tremble with it. She had just entered the Third Realm, her natural talent extraordinary, and her accomplishments in Martial Arts were astonishing. This move was the "Mysterious Sword Formula: Ocean Shock Drives Waves," capable of stirring thousands of waves in an instant.

This move’s power was awe-inspiring, more showy than substantial. But she performed it intentionally to intimidate Li Xian. She thought: "This Flower Thief dares to challenge me simply because he doesn’t know my capabilities. Once I fully display them, his courage will shatter, and he’ll flee in disgrace! Once he shows his disgrace, let’s see how he dares to guide me!"

She only wished for Li Xian to show his ugly side, making her conscience at peace.

The water splashed everywhere, Zhao Ranran pinched her fingers into an imprint, her long hair moved without wind, and she said: "Stop!" Instantly, countless droplets suspended themselves in the air, densely packed.

Li Xian was drenched, the peak’s violent tremor didn’t knock him off. He drew his bow and released an arrow, squinting slightly as the arrow shot through countless droplets, heading straight for Zhao Ranran’s heart.

Zhao Ranran sensed the lethal intent, took a light step to the side, and dodged the arrow. When the copper arrow hit the ground, it exploded with a bang, creating a deep crater. Li Xian frowned and released several more arrows. Zhao Ranran needed only to gently move to easily avoid them. This was the "Three-Foot Micro Step," an incredibly skillful Martial Arts technique allowing one to evade all lethal attacks within three feet!

Zhao Ranran sneered: "A sparkle dares to compete with the bright moon. In my eyes, what you pride yourself on is merely trivial. Your Archery is indeed good, but if I wish, I can make it so that you can’t even release an arrow."

Suddenly, drawing her Longsword, she lightly pointed at a suspended droplet. The sword’s reflection within the droplet refracted and spread to the myriad other droplets. When Li Xian shot another arrow, as soon as it left the string and touched a suspended droplet, it produced the sound of "clink" "clink" as the metal clashed.

The power and momentum of the arrow were weakened a bit. A single floating droplet was even more impenetrable than a stone wall or boulder. Li Xian frowned as he shot several arrows, but once they traveled four or five feet away, they lost momentum and fell.

It turns out... the point Zhao Ranran made earlier was the exhibition of "Ten Thousand Shadows Sword" and "Celestial Shadow Sword," both exceedingly skillful Sword Techniques. Martial Arts merging, evolving, forming its own style, made every droplet contain one of her sword strokes.

Countless sword strokes were carried by droplets, suspended in mid-air.

Li Xian’s arrows, once released, inevitably touched droplets, as if they were confronting one of her sword strokes. Hence, the arrows were naturally repeatedly intercepted. Although his Archery was masterful, breaking through this move proved difficult.

His Archery had been ever effective, but in the vast world, there were techniques that could easily counter him. Martial Arts is endless in its pursuit, how can one be content with the status quo.

Zhao Ranran pressed her fingers together and pointed at Li Xian. Countless droplets instantly converged towards Li Xian, resembling hundreds or thousands of sword strokes swarming forward. Li Xian originally planned to use "Golden Light" to dodge, but thought: "I came to die, why avoid her sharpness?" His body emanated a dark glow, enduring the lethal strike, secretly preparing the next killer move. Instantly, Li Xian was drenched, his clothing torn, covered with thousands of sword marks.

The droplets though reflecting sword strokes, were not real swords.

Zhao Ranran said: "If you intended to escape, I would find it hard to kill you. But you came to me willingly, a common market thief, daring to duel with me, truly unaware of your impending doom." She thought: "This move should have shattered his courage, he must be preparing to escape."

Suddenly, the sound of wind was heard. A Longsword fell down, Zhao Ranran dodged sideways, Li Xian, bloodstained all over, darted down and grabbed the sword hilt, sweeping it horizontally.

Zhao Ranran saw Li Xian bloodied, with determined eyes, the blotched blood marking his resolve rather than appearing pitiful, rather showcasing his death-defying spirit. Her heart suddenly trembled, unable to associate Li Xian with the Flower Thief in these circumstances. Remembering Nangong Liuli’s previous statement that Li Xian was different.

Suddenly, somewhat believing it. Though proud, seeing others battle to death stirred her heart, she secretly thought: "Why... why isn’t he retreating?"

But given the circumstances, how could she admit a mistake? She gritted her teeth, gently swept the Celestial Favor Sword. The already broken "Sinking River Sword" snapped in response. Li Xian remained expressionless, casually discarded the Sinking River Sword, drew the Cyan Sword, and slashed it straight ahead, deploying the "Setting Sun Bloodsword."