Chapter 542: Chapter 541: The Legend of Little Li (Li Tanchua’s subscription and monthly ticket request!)
"You bastard with the surname Shi, after today, I, Lu, will pursue you to the ends of the earth using any means necessary. You better hide like a turtle in its safe shell, hahaha..."
Releasing his hatred, Lu Zixiong laughed loudly, shifted his feet and prepared to leave.
He did not believe Shi Xiaole could kill him, but his heart suddenly felt a chill, and he didn’t want to stay any longer.
Just as he threatened, Lu Zixiong had decided that after this, he will kill Shi Xiaole at any cost, otherwise, he would have to leave Xuanwu State and go as far as possible.
"Die."
Lu Zixiong just moved, but Shi Xiaole already acted first.
No one could describe how fast his move was, because no one saw it clearly.
Never before in heaven or earth had anyone imagined the speed and power of this blade, as if it was not from a human.
Without great character and a loving spirit, one could never execute this blade strike that shocked the world and transcended all.
The Divine Blade Xiao Li, unmatched under heaven, strikes once, and never misses!
At the moment the blade was drawn, an image of an unpretentious yet dashing figure uncontrollably surfaced in Shi Xiaole’s mind. He had the melancholic temperament of a poet, and his eyes seemed green, carrying a pain and loneliness incomprehensible to ordinary people.
Whether in the Martial World or the world at large, few would believe that there could be a fool, a good person and a sincere and great friend like Li Xunhuan.
He had experienced many pains and disasters in his life — the departure of his loved ones and the betrayal of friends — but his heart was ever full of love.
Hate only brings destruction; only love can make one immortal. This is why Li Xunhuan lived with strength.
His body was not healthy, but his heart was healthier than anyone’s.
Tolerance, kindness, compassion, loyalty, strength... Even if all the words praising human nature were applied to him, they could hardly describe the greatness of Xiao Li.
He had done many earth-shattering things but never wished to be known. His story could not be finished in three days and nights, but only a few incidents were known in the Martial World.
Even so, few in the world did not know the four words, "Little Li’s Flying Dagger".
A Flying Dagger never fails to hit—it’s not a saying, but a truth recognized by everyone in the Martial World.
No one knew how Xiao Li mastered this skill of the Flying Dagger. It was more than just a dagger, it was a spirit, a symbol of justice and light.
Wherever Little Li’s Flying Dagger appeared, power would be eliminated, and justice would eventually prevail!
Whoosh!
A faint sound of a weapon piercing flesh rang out.
The scene froze.
Xiahou Zong, the ugly old man, and the Nine Cliffs Lord, who had already left, only realized that Lu Zixiong, who was fifty meters away, didn’t follow when they looked back.
Looking back, Lu Zixiong was still standing in his original spot. Across from him in the distance, Ai Yinglong, Yu Qinghe, and everyone else had faces of shocking horror, almost dull.
"Brother Lu, what’s wrong?"
Xiahou Zong asked.
"Eh, eh, what is this, a hidden weapon?"
Ignoring Xiahou Zong, Lu Zixiong looked at Shi Xiaole blankly and asked fearfully. In his throat, was a seven-inch small knife.
"Little Li’s Flying Dagger."
Shi Xiaole said, word for word.
"Little Li, Flying Dagger? In the world, there is such a, fast blade?"
Lu Zixiong tried to catch his breath but found it impossible. His life was slipping away. Unfortunately, he didn’t know how he had been hit.
This blade seemed to come from hell, targeting who it intended to kill.
"I am, I am not willing..."
His gaze fixed upwards, he collapsed and died immediately.
Hiss!
Everyone gasped in shock.
Golden Eyebrow Lu Zixiong, one of the top fifty masters of Shuntian Capital and the Assembly Master of Tianyuan Association, just died like this?
But everyone had to admit that if they faced that blade, the outcome wouldn’t be any different. They didn’t even see the trajectory of the blade.
"Xiaole, was that your true strength just now?"
Staring blankly at Shi Xiaole, the Grand Elder of the Ai Family asked what everyone wanted to know.
"If I had that strength, I wouldn’t have been nearly killed before. This was just a hidden weapon mechanism,"
Shi Xiaole smiled.
Everyone exhaled, feeling a bit relieved.
Ai Yinglong couldn’t help but ask, "Xiaole, you mentioned Little Li’s Flying Dagger. Do you know the master who made the hidden weapon?"
"I am not qualified to know him. I just accidentally obtained his weapon in an ancient place. He was indifferent to fame and fortune, so I didn’t make it public. It’s just a pity, there’s only one Flying Dagger. After this, there will be no such weapon in the world, no such skill,"
Shi Xiaole sighed.
"It should be so. Otherwise, with the lethal power of that blade just now, his name would have spread throughout the Xuanwu State Martial World,"
Yu Qinghe nodded and slowly exhaled.
The leader of the Tide Gate suddenly stepped forward and said, "Xiaole, I have a request. Can you give that small knife to me, as a keepsake?"
Daggers are also blades. As a blade user, he naturally loved collecting different types of blades.
"Stop."
A loud and urgent voice sounded. The thin but extraordinary Tang Ao quickly rushed out, extracted the Flying Dagger from Lu Zixiong’s throat, and smiled at Shi Xiaole, "Mr. Shi, can you give it to me instead? I’m willing to exchange something for it."
After Tang Ao, Tang Jingtian and the others also stepped out, their gaze on Shi Xiaole resembling that of specters.
They couldn’t believe that the knife was thrown by Shi Xiaole himself— it must be the power within the little dagger itself. But what kind of structure and technique could produce such a secret weapon?
As members of the Tang Sect, they were more eager than anyone to get their hands on the flying dagger for closer study. Once the results are out, it would be a great contribution to the Tang Sect, perhaps even winning them favor and significantly raising the status of Tang Family Fortress within the Tang Sect.
"This..."
A hint of hesitation appeared on Shi Xiaole’s face.
"Young Master Shi, may we step aside to speak?"
Tang Ao hastily stepped forward, aiming to grab Shi Xiaole’s sleeve, startling Ai Yinglong and others into action, fearing he was about to make a disrespectful move.
"Everyone, no need to worry, I mean no harm. If you’re still not at ease, how about young leader Ai accompany us?"
Tang Ao, deeply aware of Shi Xiaole’s relationship with the Ai family, was very polite to Ai Yinglong.
Originally, his visit with his son was for an ulterior motive, not to avenge his son but to use Shi Xiaole to strengthen his son’s resolve.
But now, he had to change his tactics. In Tang Ao’s mind, nothing was more important than the revitalization of Tang Family Fortress.
As for forcibly seizing the dagger, such a loss of face was unthinkable for Tang Ao.
"All right then."
Shi Xiaole nodded.
The three of them immediately moved to a secluded location.
Tang Ao said, "Young Master Shi, if you are willing to give up the flying dagger, I am willing to offer you a Flower Mist as compensation."
Ai Yinglong on the side was secretly surprised.
The Flower Mist is one of Tang Sect’s Hundred Secret Weapons. It is said that the light it emits when exploding is more beautiful than a hundred flowers blooming and can effectively obscure the vision of a top Lord. It is the ultimate tool for escape and survival.
Even with the wealth and power of Tang Family Fortress, they probably only had a few of them.
Was it worth it for a defunct flying dagger?
"Leader Tang, this dagger is useless to you. But for me, it represents a memory. Let’s just forget about it."
Shi Xiaole shook his head, reaching for the dagger.
"Young Master Shi, I am willing to offer two Flower Mists."
Tang Ao gritted his teeth, making the tough decision.
Although he is the leader of Tang Family Fortress, he doesn’t have the authority to allocate all the hidden weapons in the fortress. Two Flower Mists are his accumulated savings over many years – the cost was great.
"Leader Tang, this knife really means a lot to me."
"Young Master Shi, two Flower Mists, plus a Sparrow Cry, how about it?"
The Sparrow Cry, also one of the Tang Sect’s Hundred Secret Weapons, is a sound-based hidden weapon. Although it can only kill high-level practitioners in the Dragon Gate Realm, it has excellent mass killing effects and can also disrupt Lord Level opponents to some extent.
"Young Master Shi, this is my final offer. If you truly can’t part with it, as regretful as I am, I will have to return it to you."
Tang Ao slowly handed back the flying dagger.
Seeing his sincere expression, Shi Xiaole didn’t take the dagger back. He said, "A gentleman likes to do others a favor. Since the Leader Tang really likes it, I will give it to you."
Ai Yinglong laughed quietly to himself.
Tang Ao was taken aback, then pointing at Shi Xiaole, he burst into laughter: "Young Master Shi, you...ha ha ha..."
If it were Little Li’s Flying Dagger, Shi Xiaole would never have given it away.
Unfortunately, this knife was merely crafted by a blacksmith at his request, after he had squandered the Faceless Divine Skill along with the Three-Point Finger of God, in combination with two thousand bonus points in exchange for a killing technique. In a strict sense, it had no value at all.
No matter how talented Tang Ao is, he would never glean any secrets or techniques from the knife.
Once the agreement was reached, the three returned to where everyone was.
As the Flower Mist and Sparrow Cry were still in Tang Family Fortress, Tang Ao promised that he would have someone deliver them to Shi Xiaole within a month.
Shi Xiaole was not worried about Tang Ao breaking his promise. Given the status of the leader of the Tang Family Fortress, it was unlikely he would do such a thing. And even if he did, the most he lost was a plain small dagger.
"Elder Zhang, I apologize."
Shi Xiaole apologized to the Leader of the Tide Gate.
"Ha ha ha, Xiaole, there is no need to worry, the Tide Gate and the Ai Family are as one. You, as the nephew of the Leader of Ai family, are also my nephew, Zhang Fei. Feel free to visit the Tide Gate whenever you have time."
"Definitely, definitely."
Everyone was overjoyed, and they continued on their journey.
Soon after, Shi Xiaole politely refused the invitation of the Ai family and secretly left alone. He loved to adventure on his own, experiencing the grandeur of the Martial World more than staying with the Ai Family.
"I wonder what surprise Xiaole will bring to us the next time we meet."
Watching the direction in which Shi Xiaole left, the elders of the Ai Family were in a trance for a long time.
...
"That kid has too many tricks up his sleeve, it’s lucky we ran quickly."
Xiahou Zong and his group didn’t relax until they had run a great distance. The remembrance of Lu Zixiong being killed and their desperate flight was still somewhat embarrassing.
"Those kinds of secret weapons only exist as single items, we don’t need to fear him."
An ugly old man from the Tianyan Sect said spitefully. But even the words he spoke sound uncertain to his own ears.
Considering Shi Xiaole’s current rate of progress, they feared it wouldn’t be long before he could deal with them without a hidden weapon. Of course, the ugly old man didn’t believe that Shi Xiaole could maintain this pace forever.
Otherwise, even the Martial Emperor would be surpassed by him, an impossible thing.
