Martial Arts: Starting With Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Broken

Chapter 10 Little Fairy! Flustered Li Hanyi

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Che seized an opening and disarmed Li Hanyi, sending her Iron Horse Ice River sword flying. Before she could react, he placed his Seven Stars Abyss Dragon Sword horizontally against her neck.

“Second City Lord, you’ve lost,” Jiang Che said with a wide grin, clearly pleased with himself.

As Li Hanyi’s defeat settled in, a cold system prompt echoed in Jiang Che’s mind:

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the random mission. Reward: Legacy of the Drunken Sword Immortal.”

“Does the host wish to accept the legacy now?”

“Not now…”

It was obviously not the right moment to receive the legacy.

“Indeed, I am no match for you,” Li Hanyi responded calmly, her expression unperturbed. She had anticipated her loss and never entertained the thought of victory.

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What puzzled Li Hanyi, however, was why Jiang Che hadn’t used his ultimate technique to defeat her right from the start.

Without answering, Jiang Che suddenly reached out and removed the mask covering Li Hanyi’s face.

As the mask was taken off, Li Hanyi’s stunning beauty was revealed, causing a flicker of amazement to pass through Jiang Che’s eyes.

Although Yin Luoxia and Sikong Qianluo were both rare beauties—Yin Luoxia even topping the Rouge List for years—they paled slightly in comparison to Li Hanyi.

Li Hanyi, known as the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, truly deserved the title of Beili’s number one beauty. Her delicate hands were like tender bamboo shoots, her skin as smooth as fine jade. Her slender neck gleamed like wax, her teeth like pearls. With her elegantly arched eyebrows and captivating smile, she exuded a breathtaking charm.

Perhaps due to their recent intense battle or Jiang Che’s gaze, a faint blush spread across Li Hanyi’s fair cheeks.

“You… give me back my mask!”

A hint of panic flashed in Li Hanyi’s eyes, resembling a startled little rabbit whose secret had been exposed. She reached out to reclaim her mask.

But Jiang Che nimbly avoided her, widening the distance between them. Teasingly, he said:

“Who would have thought that the renowned Snow Moon Sword Immortal is such an exceptional beauty?”

“Why hide such beauty behind a mask every day? Your looks shouldn’t be kept a secret.”

“I’m keeping this mask. If you want it back, you’ll have to defeat me fair and square!”

“You…” Li Hanyi’s face turned bright red with frustration. Helpless and exasperated, she stomped her foot, knowing she couldn’t win against Jiang Che. Reclaiming her mask now was clearly impossible.

Without another word, Li Hanyi picked up her Iron Horse Ice River sword and, ignoring everyone else, leapt away hurriedly, her retreat somewhat flustered.

By Erhai Lake, Sikong Changfeng, who had been observing the scene, broke into an amused and somewhat mischievous smile. However, his amusement quickly turned to unease when he remembered that his own daughter also had feelings for Jiang Che. His smile froze.

Meanwhile, Sikong Qianluo pouted in dissatisfaction, clearly displeased.

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When Jiang Che returned to the lakeside, Bai Li Dongjun had already finished his recovery. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jiang Che was eager to return to the inn, as he was itching to accept the Drunken Sword Immortal’s legacy.

Just as Jiang Che was about to leave, Sikong Changfeng and Bai Li Dongjun exchanged a glance. Sikong Changfeng stepped forward and called out, “Brother Jiang, please wait!”

“What’s the matter, City Lord Sikong?” Jiang Che asked, turning back with a hint of curiosity.

“Hahaha!” Sikong Changfeng laughed heartily as he approached Jiang Che, his demeanor friendly. “Brother Jiang, have you ever considered joining our Snow Moon City? If you’re willing, you’ll become our fourth city lord!”

Jiang Che, with his unmatched strength and lack of any major backing, was a rare prodigy. Sikong Changfeng didn’t want to miss the opportunity to recruit him.

“Joining Snow Moon City, eh? What’s in it for me, and what would I have to do?” Jiang Che asked thoughtfully.

Having roamed the martial world for years, Jiang Che did feel it was time to settle down. Snow Moon City seemed like a good place—a beautiful city with beautiful people.

However, he wouldn’t agree to become a city lord if it meant handling endless administrative duties. If he sought power, he could have easily risen to a high rank in the Song imperial court long ago through his connections with Huang Shang*.

[*National Master of Song Dynasty]

Hearing Jiang Che’s response, Sikong Changfeng was overjoyed and quickly explained:

“You wouldn’t have to do much. Just lend your strength in times of life-and-death crises for Snow Moon City. If you’re free, you could occasionally guide our disciples.”

“As for benefits, you’ll have full access to the Snow Moon City library, free to study any technique. Additionally, you’ll receive a monthly stipend of 10,000 taels of silver.”

“All right, I agree,” Jiang Che replied after some thought.

Sikong Changfeng’s last point struck a chord with Jiang Che, reminding him of his system’s task to collect martial techniques. Joining Snow Moon City and accessing its library would help him achieve that.

For Jiang Che, this deal was undoubtedly worthwhile.