Zhao Chunxia finished eating as usual, feigned sleep, secretly unraveled the note, and observed its contents: "I cannot detail the reasons for the matter. Wang Long is safe; I am not from the Sword Sect, I ca specifically to rescue you, from a desire to admire your beauty one day. Haha."
Zhao Chunxia was not angry but rather pleased; she had so understanding of Li Xian and thought to herself: "He’s still a frivolous young man. He is not from the Sword Sect and knows Wang Long. He must be helping out of righteousness. Li Xian... Li Xian... this na has a special charm. I wonder what kind of person he is."
Having many such notes, Zhao Chunxia was intensely curious and pondered the person through their writing. In her heart, she drew a vague silhouette based on the charm within the words. The figure was erect, the face indistinct but with a unique aura.
Despite her illness, a strange longing stirred within her, her eyes glimring, she quickly discarded random thoughts, cald her mind and spirit, but couldn’t help thinking: "Could there really be such a young man in the world?"
As it turns out... Li Xian found himself amidst a twist of fate, having sneaked into the servants and guards. After Jieyou Tower collapsed, dishes were sent daily from Jieyou Tower to feed the won and maintain their vitality. Zheng Decun saw the tower had fallen, so he sent for the chef from Jieyou Tower to co and cook als here.
Li Xian overheard the important news here. He then pretended to be a chef from Jieyou Tower, possessing skill in "Consumption," adept at appraising the ingredients, heat, and cooking thods of dishes, while his "Culinary Skill" was perfected, and his techniques proficient. Thus impersonating, he could create dishes that had been served by Jieyou Tower for decades.
Naturally, his disguise was flawless, perfectly hidden among them. When preparing dishes, he would secretly deliver notes. Li Xian thought: "There are more than a hundred won here, since I need to communicate and understand the situation, I must choose soone familiar, and among the many won, there may be soone undercover. After much consideration, the familiar face from a past encounter, Jing Chun Daoist, was the most suitable!"
He took the opportunity during serving food to secretly hide notes, using this to communicate and exchange information to understand the situation here, lying low and waiting.
At night, Zhao Chunxia found it hard to fall asleep and conversed with her strands of hair. She was extrely curious about this stranger she had never t. The next day at breakfast, Li Xian responded with a note. Zhao Chunxia inquired about Li Xian’s sect, appearance, and physique among other things. Li Xian drew a simple stick figure, round face and thin body, sketched with a few strokes, holding a spear in the left hand and a sword in the right, with the words "handso face" written on it as a reply.
Zhao Chunxia received the note, originally guessing how he would speak and boast about himself, she knew Li Xian was not sincere. But the response was hard to anticipate, causing her to smile. Seeing the "handso" character on the stick figure’s face amused her even more.
At noon, she used the sunlight for observation. Seeing Ji Hui hidden in a dark place on the opposite wall, she couldn’t help but feel lancholy. She looked toward the camp on the ground, thinking: "That Li Xian... is hidden in there. It’s extrely dangerous here, if discovered, his life would be hard to preserve." Feeling increasingly worried.
She then spoke through her strands of hair: "Li Xian, little brother... thank you for your righteousness, but it’s indeed difficult to escape. You... you... want to rescue , and I’m imnsely grateful. But your life is also important. You should find a way to leave, don’t worry about ."
Li Xian replied with a note: "Success depends on human effort, the path is under our feet. What hero would complain of their lot?" The note was quite brief, lacking the relaxed tone of the past. Zhao Chunxia pondered upon reading the note, pacing back and forth, thinking: "I’ve recently suffered setbacks, always complaining. Li Xian intends to save , yet I first discourage myself. He... he might have gotten angry after hearing it, right?"
Her heart felt uneasy. She spoke to her strands of hair: "Li Xian, little brother, it was wrong of Spring Xia to speak like that. I... I am worried about you, that’s why... I hope you don’t mind. If we et in the future, I will definitely make ands. You... you won’t bla , right?"
Li Xian, hearing the words, found it strange. He saw Zhao Chunxia discouraged, thus spoke to motivate her, the words were brief but poignant, never intending to miss a chance, but why did Zhao Chunxia plead for him not to bla her? He was inherently open-hearted, sotis ticulous, but when it cos to the intricate thoughts of a woman, it’s far beyond his understanding, a single Madam Wen is enough to give him a headache.
Lo and behold, attracting won is his forte. Over ti, how could there not be a great calamity ahead.
Li Xian took advantage of the lunchti opportunity, sent a note saying: "How could I bla a hero, but no more talk here. I’ll definitely find a way to save you, rest assured."
Upon receiving this note, Zhao Chunxia finally breathed a sigh of relief, and aside from feeling at ease, she was secretly delighted. Reading the words, understanding their aning, she suddenly thought: "When he says ’how could I bla,’ what does he an, is he pitying ?"
The two communicated in secret, Zhao Chunxia’s condition improved markedly, her illness naturally vanished. Seeing today’s lunch, she suddenly recalled: "Ah! How foolish of , I only noticed now. Today’s lunch, yesterday’s breakfast, lunch... though not ordinary dishes, but eating for several days consecutively actually results in a therapeutic diet effect! This Li Xian... Li Xian hero, is so ticulous, quietly caring for my body, and his food therapy idea shows considerable depth."
"It’s truly inappropriate that I only realized the intention now. I need to invigorate my spirit and find ways to help him!"
After finishing the dishes, looking and tasting great, her Qi power sowhat recovered, she set out to mobilize her inner Qi, practicing "Health Care Skill," striving to regain strength. Although exceedingly difficult, there was already a difference.
She spoke of the matter. Upon hearing, Li Xian was greatly pleased, drawing a thumb in response. Zhao Chunxia was both happy and amused, mumbling: "How does it seem like I’m a child waiting for praise? Li Xian is quite young, yet careful and ticulous, hiding for days without trace. I certainly need to learn from him."
Aside from admiration, during occasional leisure, upon seeing the smoke rise, she looked toward that place. The two engaged in secret conversation, gradually understanding the situation. Zhao Chunxia recounted all the details she knew, also aware of Li Xian’s predicant.
Among many sches, the one that couldn’t be overlooked... Yin Yang People, Zheng Decun! This person must be killed, otherwise rescuing others would be re talk.
Zhao Chunxia knew of "Zheng Decun’s" abilities; he was He Wentian’s reliable aide, like neither man nor woman, uninterested in won, a Second Realm for decades, newly entering the Third Realm. Thus assigned to oversee "Prisoner Canyon." Deceitful in nature, extrely powerful. Zhao Chunxia at her peak could easily defeat him. However, at this mont, it’s difficult to overco this challenge.
Zhao Chunxia was aware that Li Xian was quite young, of the sa age as Wang Long, early in the Martial Arts Second Realm. Facing Zheng Decun, he would certainly face death and not life. It’s an insurmountable barrier.
Yet that evening, during dinner ti. She received a note, reading: "Tomorrow is a great opportunity, from noon till evening, only Zheng Decun will be here. I shall defeat him first, then rescue you."
Zhao Chunxia exclaid "Ah" in surprise, feeling very uneasy, wanting to dissuade but upon careful deliberation, the words seed to depict a youth standing with a spear, confronting the villain, causing her thoughts to drift, her heart to race.
Zhao Chunxia replied: "You can try, I’ll do my best to assist you." Then thought, if so, won’t I see that "Li Xian" young man tomorrow?
At the sa ti.
Lin Aoshan and Luo Feiyan, both won knew Li Xian was to face Zheng Decun the next day, worried for him in secret, unable to sleep all day.
Li Xian’s strands of hair allowed for communication between three. He naturally conversed with the three of them. Li Xian resided in the wooden shack, eyes closed, sleeping soundly, calming his emotions.
He probed the situation, tomorrow all servants, small attendants... would be reassigned. Only Zheng Decun would guard the place. Tomorrow, amidst the won, Li Xian alone will duel the Third Realm, determined to kill him!
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