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

Chapter 229 Recruiting at the Offering Hall, Returning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School

The atmosphere in the courtyard was originally quite harmonious.

Until the Demon-Slaying Douluo put down his wine cup and said seriously:

"Li Zhexian, Xue'er's heart is devoted to you."

"We old guys have been watching you silently for a long time."

"In terms of talent, looking across the entire Douluo Continent, only you are barely worthy of Xue'er."

"How about you come to my ancestral hall?"

His eyes were bright and piercing.

He stared directly at the white-clad boy opposite him.

"When Xue'er takes charge of the Spirit Hall in the future, you will be the chief elder, second only to the emperor and above all others."

Isn't this a wonderful story?

Guangling Douluo, with the tip of his chopsticks in his mouth, also glanced over sideways.

Li Bai's hand, holding the cup, hovered in mid-air.

He then silently placed the wine glass back on the table.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior..."

"I am afraid I cannot comply."

He didn't explain much.

Tian Dou is his root on this continent.

Close friends, teachers, all the joys and sorrows, all are connected here.

The Spirit Hall and the Heavenly Battle are now at loggerheads.

The temple worships only the God of Angels.

However, the Hall of Offerings is ultimately the Hall of Offerings of the Spirit Hall.

To make him betray his principles and defect to the enemy camp?
Impossible.

"Ugh……"

The Demon-Slaying Douluo sighed.

"I knew long ago that, given your temperament, you would never agree."

"But if I don't ask him myself, I'll never be satisfied."

He stood up.

"Fifth Brother, let's go."

"Ah."

Seeing that Guangling and Jiangmo were about to leave, Li Zhexian said helplessly:

"Seniors, this wine..."

Guangling Douluo Dao:
"It doesn't taste right."

Before the words were finished, the two turned their backs.

Under the hazy moonlight, their figures gradually faded, about to disappear into the night.

Li Zhexian suddenly asked:
"If the Spirit Hall goes to war with the Heavenly Dou, will the Hall of Offerings intervene?"

Guangling and Jiangmo seemed to pause for a moment.

Then, it vanished completely, as if it had never existed.

The courtyard returned to silence.

Li Zhexian remained silent for a long time, looking at the two wine cups that were still half full, a somber expression settling between his brows.

Just like...

Knowing he would refuse, the demon still asked about the offer to recruit him.

How could Li Zhexian not know that the Hall of Offerings would inevitably participate in the battle?
That question just now was merely a sliver of wishful thinking.

He raised his hand.

He picked up his glass of leftover wine.

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

It's spicy and goes down your throat.

But he frowned.

"The wine definitely doesn't taste right."

The next two days.

Huo Wu, Huo Wushuang, Feng Xiaotian, Shui Bing'er, and others took their leave one after another.

The situation on the mainland is like a taut bowstring.

They needed to rush back to their respective colleges.

They discussed with their division commanders strategies for forming an alliance to defend against the enemy.

On the official road outside Tiandou City, Li Zhexian bid farewell to his dear friends one by one.

The sorrow of parting naturally lingers in one's heart.

Given the current situation, everyone should fulfill their responsibilities.

This is a farewell.

All for the sake of brewing that strong liquor for our reunion in the flames of war one day.

The one who left last was Feng Buyu.

"Brother Immortal, when we meet again, I fear war will have already broken out!"

The wind silently reined in the horse.

"What are your plans next?"

Li Zhexian caught the wine bag that he threw to him.

"First, I'll go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to pay my respects to some old friends and elders."

"Perhaps I will undergo training in the Stars afterward."

His trip to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was something he had discussed with the four titled seniors, Chen Xin, some time ago.

Feng nodded silently.

"So good."

"If you have the time, Brother Zhexian, you must come to my Fengjian Sect for a chat."

"Gentlemen, the journey of life is long, see you again another day."

The wind departs silently.

Li Zhexian, along with Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and others, returned to Tiandou City.

"Younger brother, are you going to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Dugu Yan glanced at Ning Rongrong beside her, who couldn't hide her joy, and pursed her lips. Even though their relationship had eased somewhat now.

But she had feelings for this little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who had once abandoned Li Zhexian.

He still didn't have a good look on his face.

Li Zhexian laughed and said:
"Of the three upper sects, we've already visited the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan, so naturally we have to go back and take a look at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Dugu Yan originally wanted to say, "Grandpa also wants to see you."

The words reached his lips and he swallowed them back.

These days.

Even she herself couldn't find her grandfather.

"Hmph, I wonder where Grandpa has gone off to play again."

Ye Lingling, standing to the side, lightly bit her red lips and whispered:
“If you have any free time, please come and visit my home.”

“My mother has always wanted to apologize to you again.”

"it is good."

Li Zhexian readily agreed.

……

No further delay was made.

We returned to the city to pack up.

Li Zhexian then quietly left the city without alerting anyone.

But as soon as they left the city...

But he discovered...

Along the official road, Ning Rongrong and Oscar were both waiting.

The two were far apart, clearly separated by a clear divide.

They saw Li Zhexian come out.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed slightly as she spurred her horse forward at a low trot, her voice barely audible:
“My celestial brother, I…I want to travel with you…”

He then quickly added:

"Oscar... I don't know why he's here!"

Oscar rode over as well.

His rough, chapped face carried a hint of sadness.

"I...I'm worried about Rongrong's safety if she goes out of the city alone."

"I feel relieved to have you here, Brother Ji."

Li Zhexian looked at the two of them and remained silent for a moment.

When it comes to feelings...

It makes no sense in the first place.

Oscar, what are your plans for the future?

Oscar heard this.

Those eyes, no longer shimmering with the beauty of peach blossoms, but instead etched with the unwavering resolve of the frontier's winds and snows, flashed with a hint of bewilderment.

The Shrek Seven Devils have long since vanished.

He didn't want to go back to the academy either.

perhaps……

"There are quite a few mercenary groups within the Tiandou territory!"

A glimmer of light gradually gathered in his eyes.

"I want to start my own mercenary group!"

"When war breaks out in the future, I will always be able to play a small role!"

He scratched his head.

His expression vaguely returned to that of the green recruit he had when he first met that boy in the black fur coat.

"Brother Ji, I've always remembered what you taught me."

"See you later."

Li Zhexian patted him on the shoulder.

"See you later."

I watched as the two riders kicked up dust and disappeared at the end of the official road.

Oscar pursed his lips, reined in his horse, and rode off in another direction.

……

Tiandou City.

As the man in white robes departed, he, along with the group of dashing young men and women, left one after another.

The city seemed to have become three parts cold and deserted.

Three days after Li Zhexian left.

The most bustling area in Tiandou City.

An elegant and tranquil five-story building stands quietly.

Above the door.

An elegant plaque bears two delicate characters: "Yuexuan".

Although there were not many people coming and going, they were all dressed in fine clothes and had an extraordinary demeanor.

On the top floor of the pavilion, the sound of a zither murmured.

A handsome young man with long, dark blue hair, his fingers trembling slightly on the strings, finally couldn't resist and looked up again:
"Aunt, are you sure... that Li Zhexian has left Tiandou City?"

Opposite him.

The woman, dressed in an elegant silver palace gown, frowned slightly.
"Little San, are you really that afraid of that sword wine?"

"He and his friends have visited Yuexuan twice, why did you avoid seeing them each time?"

Finished saying this.

Tang San's fingers, which were playing the zither, suddenly froze.

Boom——

A piercing sound like tearing silk rang out.

The taut string snapped in response.

The lingering sound carried a tremor.

The echoes lingered in the quiet, elegant room.

　One chapter tomorrow at noon, please.
　　Goodnight, dear readers~~
　　
　
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