Chapter 641: Chapter 349: Nianjun Meets Face-to-Face, Flower Thief Li Xian—Is It Really You? Identity Exposed?
The speaking disciples are respectively called "Niu Er," "Tie San," and "Hu Daluo."
Hu Daluo flattered, "Look, you are being modest again. That big event was a sensation in Flying Dragon City, it’s the matter of you gaining fame throughout the world. Yet, you come to ask us. Our Flower Cage Sect, usually everyone wants to beat us, how could we have such prestige? Thinking back now, truly we share in the glory!"
Seeing Li Xian’s expression tighten, as if ready to act, he immediately said, "Now it is said in the martial world, it was you, Master Li, who captured the Sword Sect’s women, you are ruthless, with a bizarre temperament, imprisoning them in secret chambers, a humiliation beyond measure, doing all sorts of things, angering both man and god!"
Li Xian’s brow twitched slightly, enduring to listen further. Hu Daluo continued:
"Later, because the Sword Sect exerted pressure, Flying Dragon City was under lockdown. You, forced by circumstances, released the women. You stood on the city wall, unafraid of the siege, boldly spoke, laughing at all heroes in the world, against the Five Great Sword Sects, claiming there’s no woman in this world you, Li Xian, can’t capture. Who says Flower Cage Sect has no heroes, who says Flower Cage Sect has no great men. I, Li Xian, can outshine you all. At that time, you were truly extremely majestic."
Li Xian was full of black lines, cursing, "Nonsense, when did I do or say these things. You speak so convincingly, did you see it with your own eyes?"
Niu Er scratched his head and said, "Though I didn’t see it personally, at that time many elders said that despite your young age, you have the potential of a big Flower Thief, your skills far surpassing theirs. Perhaps the youngest elder of Flower Cage Sect. These things, I think will not be wrong."
Li Xian asked in a deep voice, "To where has this matter been spread?" Tie San said, "Anyway, within Flower Cage Sect it’s already known by everyone. Your prestige is so high, it’s already surpassed Elder Ye Cheng and the others. It won’t be long, just brewing a bit more, then your name will be known across the world."
The disciples were thrilled. Li Xian thoughtfully understood the reason within. The Five Mountains Sword Alliance escaped the tomb and captured He Wentian alive. Not knowing how to handle it properly, if torn apart, it would touch everything, inevitably causing chaos in Flying Dragon City.
Decided to suppress it, handle it secretly. What He Wentian did naturally cannot be publicized. The leading elder issued an order, prohibiting talk of the tomb affairs, to prevent trouble, Sword Sect disciples are not allowed to go out. Thus, there was various speculation from the outside world, eventually falling on Li Xian’s head.
Soon after Flying Dragon City’s lockdown was lifted, Flower Cage Sect escaped the city covertly. Rumors spread, inside there are also those with sinister intentions, trying to flatter to kill, some also shared in glory, coveting vanity. Rumors spread again and again, people stoked the fire, eventually without cause making trouble.
Li Xian sighed inwardly, "My reputation is really going to rot. Well, it’s just a false name, no need to care too much. But if I want to return to Flower Cage Sect Water Altar, I still need to meet with the other elders." He said, "Only you all here? Where are the other Flower Cage Sect disciples and elders?"
Hu Daluo smirked, "At that time the city was chaotic, no one knew what was happening. Everyone scattered and fled, we secretly inquired, previously got the news, know a place to meet, we can gather tomorrow. Of course, now that we have encountered Elder Li, we naturally obey Elder Li’s arrangements. You tell us to go east, we absolutely will not go west. You tell us to go west, we absolutely will not go east."
The disciples all pledged allegiance, patting their chests to show loyalty. Li Xian didn’t have much fondness for them, even considering capturing and sending them to the government for punishment. But thinking to gather with Flower Cage, he needed these people. Li Xian said, "Tomorrow you lead the way, first meet with everyone, then talk about other things."
Hu Daluo agreed happily, brought a bowl of hot porridge, bent down and offered it with both hands, flattering, "Elder Li, we don’t have much good things here, just cooked a few bowls of hot porridge, would you like to try, warm your body?"
Li Xian glanced at everyone, pondering, "These people are truly annoying, though they flatter and fawn on me, saying all kinds of complimentary things. Behind my back, however, they specialize in deception and kidnapping. Harming ordinary households, although I do not kill them, if I let them off easily, I ultimately won’t agree." After thinking for a moment, a certain spring of inspiration hit him, he took the white porridge, sipped it lightly, jumped up onto the altar table, sat down leisurely and said, "You all are somewhat sensible, count as half useful talents, but you violate the sect rules, since I saw it happen, it cannot be as if nothing occurred. You eight form a circle and play a slapping game. Must slap until unconscious."
The disciples exclaimed in shock, still wanting to flatter and beg for sympathy. Li Xian’s conduct influenced by Wen Caishang, having a side weighing interests, ruthless calculation. He decided to discipline, how could he be soft-hearted and retract. The disciples utterly helpless, eight of them formed a circle, one by one passed the slap on their faces, heads connected, endless. "Slap slap" echoed throughout the broken temple.
At first considering friendship, dared not slap heavily, fearing to cheat Li Xian, bringing severe punishment, also dared not slap lightly, after a round, relatively peaceful. But Niu Er clumsy in control, once used too much force, slapped Hu Daluo’s face swollen. Hu Daluo gritted his teeth in anger, yet couldn’t slap Niu Er, only waited to vent the anger on the next person. Friendship shattered, grievances grew. After this, slaps become louder. Before slapping, rolled sleeves, rubbed shoulders, strained wrists, slapped without reservation.
Finally transformed into a life-and-death contest. Li Xian intervened to forbid punching, only allowed slapping. The eight fueled with anger, hated each other, vented all fury on the last person.
Not long after, cheeks were swollen red, skin tore, stained with palm print blood. At this point, Li Xian’s monitoring was unnecessary, eight people felt they must slap the other unconscious, into death.
Two members with weaker bodies, less capable, ordinary martial arts, foamed at the mouth, eyes rolled up, slapped into unconsciousness. With numbers reduced, the circle tightened, hatred intensified. Several formed a ring, passing slaps in sequence, the person behind slapped themselves, they slapped the person in front. If wishing to repay a slap’s grudge, they must slap the opponent all unconscious, only remaining as the two. Then fully express resentment face to face.
