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

Chapter 256 The Seven Sects Re-election Conference! The Birth of the Clear Sky Sect, and the Three Conditions for Tang San's Return to the Sect.

"Immortal, you've finally returned."

Dugu Bo stood up to greet him.

"If it had been a few days later..."

"I'm afraid I'll have to go to the far north to demand my return."

"I'm sorry to have troubled Senior Dugu."

Li Zhexian had no doubt about the truthfulness of Dugu Bo's words.

The two entered the pavilion and sat down facing each other.

Dugu Bo holds the teapot.

Pour a cup full of the emerald green, swirling, ethereal liquid.

It was presented to Li Zhexian.

"Come, immortal, taste the spirit brewed by this old man."

"Though it cannot compare to your fine wine, it has its own unique flavor."

Li Zhexian accepted the drink with both hands and downed it in one gulp.

He observed that when Dugu Bo raised his hand to pour tea, his breathing was deep and refined, already displaying the demeanor of a master.

Put down the cup.

Li Zhexian's gaze lingered for a moment on the strands of blue and red hair at Dugu Bo's temples, and he smiled:

"Congratulations, Immortal, on your success, Senior Dugu."

"Hahahaha, all thanks to your ten Blazing Sun Serpent inner cores, Immortal."

Dugu Bo laughed heartily, then waved his hand:

"Let's not talk about this old man."

"Immortal, I sense your aura..."

The current Li Zhexian possesses a harmonious unity of soul power, physical body, and spiritual power.

If one does not use soul power.

Even he could hardly fathom its depths.

Looking at the young man in white robes fluttering slightly opposite him, a hint of surprise flashed across Dugu Boqing's red and blue eyes.

Although we do not know the true extent of Li Zhexian's strength.

But the boy's eyes darted around.

Even he found it slightly dazzling.

Li Zhexian paused slightly in the hand holding the teapot.

A powerful aura suddenly spread out, startling the flowers and leaves in the courtyard into a flurry of motion.

Level 65 Soul Power!

After absorbing a 100,000-year-old soul ring!

Li Zhexian's soul power level jumped to level 65!

"This……"

Dugu Boqing's red pupils suddenly shrank to a slit.

"His soul power increased by five levels in one month?!"

He remembered it clearly.

When Li Zhexian was abducted by the Snow Maiden, his soul power had just reached level sixty.

At that time, we also discussed with him the matter of hunting for soul rings.

And now...

Level 65 Soul Power!

Dugu Bo understood what this meant.

He took a sip of the spiritual essence, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and sighed:
"When I first met you..."

"I simply admire your extraordinary talent, your pure heart, and your unconventional nature."

"I never imagined that in just a few years you would have risen to the ranks of top experts."

"When you reach the Soul King level, you can defeat a Soul Douluo."

"Now that you are a Soul Emperor, your strength has increased dramatically. Even ordinary titled individuals would find it difficult to defeat you easily."

Li Zhexian smiled but remained silent.

“Immortal, you are now qualified to participate in the battle for supremacy.”

"Are you aware that the Spirit Hall is holding a re-election conference for the Seven Sects?"

Li Zhexian's smile faded slightly.

"I had already heard about it on the way back to the city."

"The Spirit Hall suffered setbacks at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Star Dou Great Forest."

"The purpose of this seven-stage re-election is twofold: first, to restore authority, and second, to purge those who do not comply."

Dugu Bo nodded approvingly.

"The three upper sects all have titles and are the primary targets of the Spirit Hall."

"Among the four lower sects, Feng Bailong has broken through to the title level, and the Fengjian Sect has become the leader of the four lower sects. It is also the only force that has not submitted to the Spirit Hall."

"The Spirit Hall will not let the Wind Sword Sect off the hook either."

Li Zhexian frowned.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Blue Lightning Clan, and the Wind Sword School are all obstacles that the Spirit Hall wants to eliminate this time.

"If it weren't for the protection of the three seniors Chen Xin, Feng Bailong, and Yu Yuanzhen, I fear I would have already lost my life at the hands of Bibi Dong."

"I cannot stand aside in this re-election of the Seven Sects."

Think of this.

Li Zhexian raised his eyes and asked solemnly:
"Senior Dugu, in what form will the Seven Sects' re-selection take place? Will it be a competition among the disciples of your sect?"

If it's just a dispute among disciples...

He wouldn't mind having the younger generation from those sects all participate.

Dugu Bo looked at the white-robed youth opposite him, a hint of helplessness appearing on his aged face, yet also a hidden appreciation.

He knew this all along.

Li Zhexian would never stand idly by.

And this is precisely why he, Chen Xin, Feng Bailong, and the others were willing to protect this young man. As the saying goes…

True friendship is forged in times of hardship; true loyalty is revealed in the face of adversity.

"The re-election of sects will establish the status of sects and is related to the overall situation of the continent. It is by no means a trivial matter like the Soul Master Competition."

Dugu Bo pondered for a moment, then slowly said:
"Although I am unaware of the specific rules."

"But it will inevitably be a battle between the top combat forces of each faction."

Li Zhexian asked, puzzled:

"The three upper sects and the Wind Sword Sect all have titles and are in charge."

"Even if those forces affiliated with the Spirit Hall covet the position, how could they possibly be a match for them?"

This re-election of the Seven Sovereigns has deviated from the original story's trajectory.

In the original work's trajectory.

The Spirit Hall first destroyed the Blue Lightning Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

They just took advantage of the situation to re-select the seven major sects.

But now that the three upper sects still exist, what will become of the Spirit Hall?

Dugu Bo shook his head and said:

"I don't know either."

"The Spirit Hall must have some unknown methods."

They chatted for a while longer.

The two agreed to meet again in three days.

We went together to Wuhun City to watch the Seven Sects Re-election Conference.

"You'll stay here with me tonight!"

"Hahaha, I must drink with you, the banished immortal, until dawn!"

Dugu Bo said this.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and his expression turned serious.

"Immortal, these days..."

"A large number of Soul Masters have been frequently spotted in the mountain ranges three hundred miles east of Tiandou City."

“That place is called ‘The Cloud-Deep Place,’ and few people know that it is the secluded place of the Haotian Sect.”

"The Haotian Sect, the number one sect in the world, is likely to reappear."

"The Li Clan once belonged to the Haotian Sect, and some old feelings still remain."

"Immortal, you must be very careful."

Li Zhexian nodded.

"Junior understands."

While the two were talking.

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded outside.

The door was pushed open violently.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, along with the seven members of the Royal Fighting Team, filed in.

I saw that boy in white.

All seven of them had their eyes light up.

"My immortal brother/my immortal brother, you're finally back!"

After a month apart.

That night, Li Zhexian enjoyed a feast and lively conversation with his friends at the Dugu residence.

at the same time.

Three hundred miles east of Tiandou City.

The cloud is deep and unknown.

Inside a rugged and imposing stone hall.

The Second Elder of Haotian Sect spoke with a voice as deep as a bell.

"Tang San, you have knocked on the door several times. This time the sect has allowed you to enter, but that does not mean that we have forgiven your father's past mistakes."

"To be recognized as one's ancestor, three things need to be done."

"Firstly, within ten years, my soul power will reach level eighty."

"Secondly, I obtained a 100,000-year soul ring..."

Standing beneath his subordinates, Tang San clenched his fists in his sleeves and nodded, saying:

"I promise."

These two conditions.

He wasn't sure.

But the current situation is weaker than others.

As long as there was still hope of success, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Wait, I haven't finished yet."

The Second Elder of the Haotian Sect raised his resolute face, his gaze heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Although the Haotian Sect has remained secluded from the world, they have been paying attention to your deeds since your first visit to the sect."

"Your talent is passable, but do you know why you were only allowed to join the sect today?"

Tang San's eyes flickered slightly.

"Please enlighten me, Elder."

"The Haotian Sect is the number one sect in the world!"

"The Clear Sky Hammer is the number one weapon spirit in the world!"

"And because of you, the Clear Sky Hammer has been disgraced!"

The Second Elder of the Haotian Sect narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"The third thing..."

"Within ten years, we will slay that clan of slaughterers..."

"Li Zhexian" (Li the Immortal).

Tang San suddenly looked up, his expression changing drastically.

(End of this chapter)