Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 1 Breakup Ning Rongrong, my immortal brother, you can't keep up with me anymore.
Qibao Glazed Sect.

Back mountain.

The autumn wind blew blew blew.

Maple leaves fluttered down from the sky.

It landed on the hair of the boys and girls.

“Brother Immortal…”

Ning Rongrong bit her red lips and whispered:

Let's leave it at that.

Li Zhexian looked at the beautiful young woman in front of him.

Even though they were so close, there seemed to be a chasm between them.

"it is good."

Ning Rongrong looked up at Li Zhexian.

The once carefree and unrestrained young man seemed somewhat silent at this moment.

She turned around, her back to Li Zhexian.

“Brother Immortal, you’ve been in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for six years now, haven’t you?”

"I remember when your martial soul awakened, you had innate max-level soul power, and your sword energy soared into the sky."

"Your father and the others all say you are a genius that comes along only once in a thousand years, but six years have passed and your soul power is still only level ten."

"but me……"

Ning Rongrong stretched out her slender hand.

A seven-story pagoda, its surface translucent with glass, spun in her palm.

The two yellow spirit rings on top are particularly eye-catching.

"He has already reached level 26 in soul power."

“Brother Immortal, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the number one auxiliary martial soul on the continent. Only when it is used in conjunction with a powerful battle soul master can it unleash its strongest power.”

"Although……"

"Although I really don't want to say this."

"But you really can't keep up with me anymore."

Ning Rongrong raised her pretty face, like a proud swan.

"I am the only daughter of the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. My future partner must be an extremely powerful being!"

Li Zhexian remained silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled freely.

The boy's clear voice carried far.

"Then may we all be well."

"Give this back to you."

He took something out of his white shirt.

Ning Rongrong turned around and looked at the small clay tower lying quietly in Li Zhexian's outstretched palm.

Her delicate body trembled slightly.

I couldn't help but think of all the things that happened in the past.

"My celestial brother, I'll make you a glass pagoda. You must take good care of it!"

"Okay, Rongrong, I'll make you a sword!"

The mud is dirty.

The small sword and the glass pagoda were also crudely made.

But it contains the true feelings of the young boy and girl at that time.

Ning Rongrong stared at the small earthen tower for a long time, then nodded gently and said:
"it is good."

“Brother Immortal, here’s this back to you.”

Ning Rongrong reached her hands to her neck and took off the clay sword pendant.

Li Zhexian took the small sword.

Turn around and leave.

Watching the boy's stubborn back, Ning Rongrong opened her red lips, but in the end, she pursed them.

They walked in the opposite direction from Li Zhexian.

On a beautiful mountaintop.

Looking at the young men and women walking in opposite directions, Ning Fengzhi sighed regretfully.

"Pity."

That's what he said.

But deep in his eyes, a hint of relief flashed through his eyes.

Ning Rongrong is his daughter, a proud daughter of heaven who inherited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul.

How can a mediocre talent who hasn't even raised his soul power by one level in six years be worthy of such a position?

although……

When awakening a martial soul.

Seeing Li Zhexian's sword energy soaring and his innate max-level soul power, he waved his hand and finalized the marriage between Li Zhexian and Ning Rongrong.

Now that you've changed your mind, you're letting Li Zhexian down.

But for my daughter's future, this is the only way.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Sword Douluo Chen Xin and said:

“Uncle Jian, I’ve wronged the immortal. I will give him some compensation.”

It was Chenxin who brought Li Zhexian back from outside.

Even if Li Zhexian suffers injustice now, we still have to consider Chenxin's feelings.

"No need."

Chen Xin said calmly:
"It's because Li Zhexian himself is not good enough."

"Six years of stagnation, unable to even absorb a ten-year soul ring."

"He is not good enough for Rongrong."

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, shook his head and sighed.

When Li Zhexian awakened the Azure Lotus Sword Martial Soul.

Chen Xin intended to groom him as his successor.

Unfortunately……

The ancient banyan tree watched the boy's figure gradually disappear.

"It's true that you're not up to par."

Back mountain.

On a crooked tree.

Li Zhexian rested his left hand behind his head and held a wine pot in his right hand.

I looked up at the bright moon in the sky through the sparse leaves.

"Six years..."

"I have been in Douluo Continent for six years."

Li Zhexian took a big gulp of wine.

He let the cool liquor flow down his lips.

"The alcohol in the fantasy world is stronger than beer!"

He ate one bite after another.

Ning Rongrong's words kept echoing in his mind: "Your father and the others all say you are a genius that comes along only once in a thousand years, but six years have passed and your soul power is still only level ten."

"Although I hate to say this, you really can't keep up with me anymore."

He wasn't infatuated with Ning Rongrong!

I just don't know what's wrong with me!
Despite having innate maxed-out soul power, his efficiency in absorbing the energy of heaven and earth is also quite good!
Why can't I increase my soul power?

Li Zhexian ate one bite after another.

He was not drunk at all.

On the contrary, his eyes became brighter the more he drank.

Li Zhexian simply jumped down from the tree.

"Look up to the sky and go out laughing. How can we be from Penghao?"

"I, Li Zhexian, am by no means mediocre!"

"The bright moon accompanies me!"

"I have fine wine in my hand!"

"Sword dance! Sword dance!"

Like water under the moonlight.

The young man's figure was as graceful as a startled swan.

A three-foot-six-inch green sword, its blade as clear and bright as autumn water.

The lotus pattern on the sword spine flows with the moonlight, sometimes unfolding like a blooming lotus, sometimes closing into a bud.

This is Li Zhexian's martial spirit—the Azure Lotus Sword!

Li Bai drank freely and danced with abandon.

Gradually, I entered a special state of mind.

Take a sip of wine.

Perform a sword dance.

The sword's edge left trails of afterimages, like a swaying lotus.

The sword light, as white as frost, covered an area of ​​a hundred meters, overshadowing the bright moon in the sky.

Strange to say.

It was just a small wine pot, no bigger than the palm of your hand.

The wine inside seemed endless, no matter how much you drank.

He tilted his head back and took a sip.

Li Zhexian's soul power suddenly appeared!
One more bite.

Soul power is boiling!

Take another bite.

Soul power surges!
that's it.

Li Zhexian's soul power had not improved at all in six years.

He drank one sip after another.

It continues to rise.

Level 11, Level 12, Level 13... Level 20.

He withdrew from his special state of mind.

Feeling the surging power within his body, he was greatly astonished.

"My soul power has increased by ten levels?!"

"Why is this happening?!"

As someone who has been a wine lover in two lifetimes, it's impossible for me to get drunk.

Only then did he notice that the wine jug he was holding in his left hand had changed.

From the original crude porcelain teapot.

It transformed into a warm and lustrous celadon gourd.

"This……"

Li Bai shook his celadon gourd.

There was even some wine inside, clattering around.

Open the gourd stopper.

Try taking a sip.

Instantly, the mellow liquor flowed into his throat, transforming into pure energy that spread throughout his body.

My level 20 soul power has increased slightly again.

The Azure Lotus Sword seems to have become even sharper.

"Hahahahaha!"

Li Bai, holding a sword in his right hand and wine in his left, burst into loud laughter.

He got it!

His martial spirit is not limited to the Azure Lotus Sword!
And there's also a clear spring wine pot!

He possesses twin martial souls—sword and wine!

Since the martial spirit has not been fully awakened, it naturally cannot make any progress and cannot absorb spirit rings!

To figure out why I've been stuck in the same place for six years.

Li Zhexian's lips curled up, his handsome face radiant with joy.

He looked down at the ornately decorated buildings below the mountain, and his smile faded slightly.

That's the direction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Those who have abandoned me, the days of yesterday cannot be retained!"

Li Zhexian's smile regained its carefree and unrestrained quality.

"Even without awakening the Wine Martial Soul, I have already made up my mind to leave the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"I have not wasted these six years. I have done work in the sect and also taken on tasks to accumulate some wealth."

"I left the valuables in the room as a way of repaying the kindness of the past six years. From now on, we have nothing more to do with each other."

May we both be well from now on.

He understands.

Ning Rongrong said those things to him today.

Ning Fengzhi, Chenxin, and Gurong couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

They tacitly approved.

Li Zhexian waved his sleeve.

A small clay sword suddenly appeared.

It hasn't fallen to the ground yet.

A sharp, clear sword light flashed by.

The clay sword was broken in two.

Without hesitation, he didn't even glance at it.

Li Zhexian tilted his head back and took a sip of wine. He then tucked the celadon gourd into his waistband, and with a few leaps, disappeared into the back mountain.

About one stick of incense later.

Several figures flashed over.

(End of this chapter)