Diligence System: From Servant to Martial King
Chapter 695 - 362: Li Xian Opens His Eyes, Shoots at the Divine Bird; Heaven and Earth Shatter, the Jade Girl Is Shocked (3)
Bian Qiaoqiao thought about it and indeed, it made sense. Nangong Xuanming triumphantly continued, "Moreover, his crime has been publicly acknowledged. Everyone knows it, even the Flower Thief agrees, so why does Little Sister Luli defend him alone? As far as I’m aware, Little Sister Luli is confined to stay at home and cannot easily go out, so she doesn’t understand much about worldly matters. If she isn’t deceived by his sweet words, it must be infatuation born from love, unable to discern right from wrong!"
"Falling in love with a Flower Thief is definitely not a wise choice. I hope Little Sister Luli comes to her senses soon."
Nangong Liuli retorted, "Such biased words, what crime is hard to accuse without reason." The atmosphere was tense and explosive; Bian Qiaoqiao dared not speak.
Nangong Xuanming said, "I was idly wandering around earlier and discovered a woman with severed hand and foot near the wing room, in frightful condition. Was it his doing?"
"I’ve always heard that those who rise from poverty through a stroke of luck have eccentric and violent temperaments, their quirks hard to fathom. Could Li Xian be of such a peculiar nature?"
Nangong Liuli cursed, "This woman was saved by him, you speak with malicious intent, how are you different from those Flower Thieves."
Nangong Xuanming thundered, "Hmph! I came all the way to save you from the sea of misery, yet you fail to appreciate my efforts and repeatedly contradict me. Even though I’m your brother, I refuse to tolerate this any longer!"
Nangong Liuli felt weak and looked at her former sisters, seeing them silent and evasive. They seemed unsure of right and wrong, or perhaps unwilling to argue with Nangong Liuli.
Nangong Liuli said, "Senior Sister Zhao, please say a word."
Zhao Ranran spoke coldly, "Past sins have nothing to do with me. I once said, those who confess their crimes may be spared death. If he is innocent, why risk escaping? If he acts according to words, I shall make a clear judgment."
Nangong Liuli felt powerless immediately, and Bian Qiaoqiao hurriedly supported her. Nangong Liuli shook her head and said, "You humiliate him like this, he would rather die than comply. You are already high above, why cannot you tolerate him..."
Zhao Ranran said, "It’s not that I cannot tolerate him, but the Flower Thief’s crimes are severe. No matter how many grievances he has, others are unwilling to listen. Moreover, whether your words are true or false, he is already branded as a Flower Thief. Defending right and wrong, speaking of faults, is laughable."
Nangong Liuli trembled and said, "After saying so much, you are just stubbornly self-righteous, never caring about his life or death." Saying this, her eyes reddened with pain, recalling past conversations, when Li Xian told her he was always bullied by the world, Noble Family Disciples would never understand.
Suddenly, there’s understanding: a child from a poor family, born into poverty, covered in stains. Dirty water and bad water are poured on him, how can the world listen to his defense? Even if he’s eloquent and full of sweet words, they pale in comparison at such a moment. No one listens to a thousand words, what’s the point of speaking.
Bian Qiaoqiao gently patted to comfort. Nangong Liuli finally understood why Li Xian left without a word. He knew defending was useless, if he informed her before leaving, Nangong Liuli would definitely persuade him, believing her defense could resolve the danger. However, if people could talk things over and communicate well, why would disputes, love hatreds, and feuds exist everywhere?
Human nature is extremely difficult to converse with! Nangong Liuli, born as a noble family daughter, her status extraordinarily esteemed. With all sorts of advantages, people couldn’t ignore her words. But in reality, what’s heard isn’t the words, but power, family background, and strength...
Nangong Liuli thought, "Though I’m a few years older than him, I lack the depth of his understanding. It’s just... it’s just... now that we’ve parted, where is he at ease? The vast world seems to have no place for him."
Her heart was bitter, recalling the past companionship at home, it was indeed extremely joyful. She suddenly saw Zhao Ranran stepping forward and immediately blocked her with a serious voice, "Senior Sister Zhao, you’ve come to save me, I’m very grateful. But I beg you give him a chance for survival."
Bian Qiaoqiao was anxious and clueless, thinking, "I... I... saved Sister Liuli, was it right or wrong? This situation is very complicated, I..." stamping her feet in worry.
Zhao Ranran said lightly, "Are you going to draw your sword?" Nangong Liuli resolutely said, "If pleas are useless, Liuli can only stop you with her life. Senior Sister Zhao has worked hard to save, Liuli has no way to repay. Later, when the fight begins, don’t hold back, if my small life dies here, I’ll have no regrets!"
Nangong Xuanming, with bitter disappointment, thundered, "Look at her, she truly has been brainwashed, not knowing friend from foe, we save you, yet you draw your sword to stop!" Bian Qiaoqiao cursed, "Nangong Xuanming, you stop talking, don’t fuel the fire anymore!"
Bian Qiaoqiao tearfully said, "Sister Ranran, why don’t we sit down and discuss properly?"
Zhao Ranran observed Nangong Liuli’s bitter expression, her gaze both infatuated and sad, one matter hard to comprehend, and felt Nangong Liuli had been bewitched, said lightly, "My wish won’t easily change. Draw your sword."
The wind suddenly arose.
Nangong Liuli decisively drew her sword, executing the "Nangong Swordsmanship." This swordsmanship holds significant meaning, created by the Nangong Family and Daoxuan Mountain to showcase the two sects’ friendship. The grade of the swordsmanship is ordinary, but it combines features of Daoxuan Mountain and the Nangong Family. Daoxuan Mountain’s martial arts aim at "mysterious," "strange," and "change," while the Nangong Family’s martial arts aim at "dominance," "entangling," and "fierce." This swordsmanship is both fierce and ever-changing. Whenever Daoxuan Mountain opens its martial arts forum, descendants of the Nangong Family employing this swordsmanship earn Daoxuan Mountain’s favor.
At this moment, as Nangong Liuli employed this swordsmanship, her thoughts were manifold. Firstly, to persuade with the friendship of the two sects. Secondly, to declare that although this battle may have fate in life or death, it doesn’t affect the friendship between the two sects. Thirdly, in past competitions, she often demonstrated this swordsmanship. Now, faced with a bleak future, she couldn’t stop deploying it.
Bian Qiaoqiao was initially delighted, but seeing Nangong Liuli’s demeanor, she felt deeply saddened. Nangong Xuanming frowned, seeing Nangong Liuli’s swordsmanship greatly improved, seemingly reaching the threshold of "Perfection."