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

Chapter 218 The Sword and Wine Master Returns to Heaven, and the Waiter's Cry of "Master"

The moment that clear voice rang out.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling reacted the fastest.

Almost as soon as the sound was heard, the person turned around instantly.

Then they saw a young man in white leaning against the door, smiling like a spring breeze rustling willows.

"Li...Li the Immortal..."

The two women's eyes welled up with tears, and they no longer held back at all.

There is wind under your feet.

They rushed straight towards that figure.

As she drew nearer, she stretched out her slender arm and hooked it around Li Zhexian's neck, choking back tears as she said:
"Li Zhexian! You...you're finally back!"

"Idol!"

"Exiled Immortal Brother!"

Yu Tianheng and the other five were also overjoyed and rushed forward.

Looking at the young man in white before me, he looked almost exactly the same as he had five years ago.

Several people had slightly red eyes and each punched him on the shoulder.

"Just come back!"

"This……"

The freshmen looked at each other in bewilderment.

The senior students who were just about to discipline them with whips, how come they got so excited when they saw this boy who looked even younger?

The boy who was most familiar with "Sword Wine" tilted his head and examined it for a moment.

"Li Zhexian..."

His pupils suddenly widened.

"what!"

"It's...it's Senior Jianjiu!"

"Um?!"

This statement came out.

The freshmen were dumbfounded.

Immediately, an irrepressible excitement and exhilaration welled up on everyone's faces.

"Shall we go to Shanxiangfang?"

Yu Tianheng put his arm around Li Zhexian's neck and grinned.

Li Zhexian raised an eyebrow.

"Wow? So arrogant? Looks like your alcohol tolerance has improved?"

Yu Feng and Oslo were trying not to laugh.

"Boss Tianheng is really putting in the effort!"

"Yesterday you even said you were going to get me drunk!"

"Get me drunk?"

Li Zhexian shook his head and pouted.

"Let's go!"

The eight people walked out of the training ground in a large group.

"Sword... Sword Wine Senior!"

Suddenly.

A timid voice called from behind.

"Could you...could you teach us?"

Li Zhexian paused and turned around.

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the other six had no choice but to stop and turn back.

Li Zhexian looked at those innocent yet expectant little faces, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face.

"I can't teach you."

"However, what you're saying about becoming stronger without going to school is not true."

"I also wanted to go to the academy, but unfortunately I didn't have that opportunity."

"Honestly, I envy you guys."

"Such excellent conditions for cultivation."

"We must not let them down."

They left the training ground.

Dugu Yan's eyes darted around, a mischievous glint in them as she looked at Li Zhexian:
"My celestial brother, you're saying there's no chance for you to go to school?"

"I remember that all three education commissioners begged you to stay."

Li Zhexian remained calm and composed.

"is it?"

He met the teasing, smiling gazes of the crowd.

He helplessly spread his hands:
"But I can't possibly teach the child to be a bad influence, can I?"

This immediately drew a burst of laughter.

Li Zhexian's smile gradually faded, and his voice deepened.

"you……"

"Come with me to visit the Baibaoshan Education Committee."

The hill behind the college is the cemetery where the college's predecessors are buried.

Bai Baoshan was born in Huangdou, grew up in Huangdou, and ultimately returned to Huangdou.

However, beneath that tomb lay his clothes and belongings from his lifetime.

"The Education Commission..."

"A banished immortal has come to see you."

Looking at the kind, plump old man's smiling face engraved on the tombstone, Li Zhexian bowed deeply.

Stand up straight.

He reached out and brushed away a few specks of dust from the monument.

"These are fine wines that the Immortal has collected from all over the world during his five years of travel. I've taken a little of each for you to try." Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the other six stood quietly behind him, their eyes red-rimmed, the atmosphere heavy.

The sun's shadow is slanting westward.

Long after noon.

Li Zhexian and his entourage then quietly departed.

The sorrow gradually faded as I left the academy and entered the hustle and bustle of the long street.

Shanxiangfang is still the same Shanxiangfang.

Five years have not caused it to decline; on the contrary, after renovation, it has become even more magnificent and bustling with visitors.

"Please take care, sir!"

"Oh my! It's been a while since I last saw you, and you look even more radiant! A private room has been reserved for you, please come in!"

The waiter looked much more mature than he had five years ago, with a short tuft of beard on his chin.

He had just seen off the last group of regular customers and finally had a moment to straighten up. He took out a handful of sunflower seeds from his shirt pocket, leaned casually against the door frame, and watched people come and go on the street.

Suddenly.

His gaze fixed.

At the end of the long street, a burst of bright colors appeared.

Several spirited young men, surrounding a man in the middle, chatted and laughed as they approached.

The boy, surrounded by people, was dressed in a simple white shirt, with a clear face and an upright posture.

The waiter stared blankly, and the melon seed he was holding in his mouth fell to the ground with a "plop".

He stood frozen in place, forgetting to even blink, his eyes following the approaching white-clad youth.

Until that person walked up to the steps...

Li Zhexian looked at the waiter who was clearly much older than he was and smiled:

"how?"

"Don't you recognize your old customers?"

The waiter jumped up with a start, his voice trembling with tears:

"Master—!"

Li Zhexian's lips curled up.

"Five years have passed, and you've managed to hold onto your position as a waiter quite well!"

The waiter, who was full of excitement, was choked by these words and felt a little embarrassed.

"Hey... I... I just think it's fine this way."

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Li Zhexian flicked his thumb lightly.

A gold coin traced a dazzling arc in the sunlight, spinning steadily as it landed in the waiter's palm.

"Same as always, good wine and good food, bring out the best!"

The waiter clutched the gold coin tightly, and at the top of his lungs, sang with all his might:
"You guys—!"

"Please come in!"

"The banquet is about to begin in the private rooms on the second floor!"

He remembers it perfectly.

This young master doesn't even care about the private rooms on the fourth or fifth floor.

I especially love the second floor.

I once heard him say:

The second floor is both quiet and closest to the everyday life of the people.

Li Zhexian and his entourage stepped into Shanxiangfang.

The bustling lobby instantly fell silent.

Followed by.

The silence then spread throughout the entire hall.

Li Zhexian climbed the steps to the second floor, where he smiled and clasped his hands in a salute to the astonished or excited faces of the room's inhabitants.

His figure then disappeared into the private room.

After the white-clad figure disappeared through the door.

The quiet hall suddenly erupted into an even louder commotion than before.

"This young man in white..."

"It's Lord Jianjiu?! The Lord Jianjiu from five years ago?!"

"But...but everyone says...that Lord Sword Wine has already..."

"Good fortune will always favor the virtuous! Hahaha, I knew it! Tiandou City is about to get lively again!"

"Everyone be sensible and don't go to offer toasts at this time. Lord Jianjiu has just returned and will definitely hold a banquet to reminisce with old friends!"

The news of Lord Jianjiu's return swept through the entire Tiandou City.

The mark he left back then was simply too deep:
The undefeated legend of the Great Soul Arena, defeating the Evil Phoenix to make a name for himself, defending the top spot of the four academies for the Royal Fighting Academy, and leading the team to win the championship of the Soul Master Competition for the Heavenly Fighting Academy...

These stories, told by storytellers, have long been popular tales among the people of Tiandou.

now……

The story continues in the next chapter.

Li Zhexian politely declined invitations from various powerful figures and even the royal family.

He, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and six others drank heartily at Shanxiangfang for several days.

They then strolled together around Tiandou City, enjoying the beautiful scenery and reminiscing about their time apart.

Some time passed in this way.

Tomorrow is the day I promised to meet with my friends.

Li Bai, the banished immortal, did not sleep the night before.

He picked all the plums from the tree and then took stock of the various fine wines he had collected from all over the mainland...

The next day.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

He stood in front of Shanxiangfang early in the morning.

(End of this chapter)