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

Chapter 299 Yu Yuanzhen slaps Yu Xiaogang, a family misfortune, please excuse the embarrassing incident.
The consecutive congratulatory messages from the Star Soul Beast and the Snow Maiden of the North completely dispelled the gloom of no one attending the banquet.

Within the city, in every street and alley, banquets were held in abundance, and joyous celebrations filled the air.

The royal soul master moved with incredible speed.

They moved among the guests, serving delicious dishes.

A scene of bustling activity and celebration.

Li Bai, with a small Yazi (a mythical beast) hanging from his lapel, was drinking heartily with a group of friends.

"Brother Immortal, another year has passed since we last met, and my drinking capacity has greatly improved!"

"Come on, let's get the immortal prince drunk!"

Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wushuang, Oscar, and the others smiled broadly as they took turns challenging Li Zhexian to a duel.

"Are you afraid of us?!"

Li Bai, the legendary poet, was incredibly generous and never refused a drink, emptying his cup in one gulp.

Little Yazi stared with wide white eyes, curiously watching Li Zhexian drink cup after cup. He couldn't resist leaning in and licking it, only to stick out his tongue and shrink back from the spiciness.

"Hahahaha!"

The sight made Li Zhexian and his group of young people laugh so hard they were doubled over.

"Li Zhexian!"

"Don't show favoritism!"

Li Zhexian was about to have another round of battle with Feng Xiaotian.

Huo Wu grabbed his neck and pulled him to the girl's table.

"Drinking with you guys is no fun... You all have such low alcohol tolerance..."

He was slightly drunk.

Li Zhexian blurted it out.

As soon as he said it, he knew it was a bad idea.

really.

Huo Wu narrowed her beautiful eyes.

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Ning Rongrong, and even the aloof Shui Bing'er all glared at him resentfully.

"Hey!"

"We're not trying to cause trouble!"

Feng Buyu and a few others swayed over.

"Sister Huowu! Sister Bing'er! How can we tolerate this?"

"If it were me, I couldn't stand it!"

"Brother Buyu, Brother Tianheng, Brother Oscar, can you tolerate this?"

"I can't take it anymore!" ×3
Bang-!
Huo Wu slapped open the mud seal on the wine jar, and the amber-colored wine poured into the bowl.

Several girls simultaneously held up their bowls and stepped forward, their delicate eyebrows raised, and shouted in sweet voices:
"Your Majesty, the banished immortal, drink!"

Li Zhexian looked at Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing responded with a helpless look.

He exhaled a long breath reeking of alcohol, the furrow in his brow instantly dissipating, and raised his bowl to clink heavily together:
"Take down all the girls today!"

"It's great to be young."

Looking at the group of boys and girls laughing and having fun.

The table of veteran title holders, including Feng Bailong, Dugu Bo, and Yu Yuanzhen, held both envy and satisfaction in their eyes.

"Spending so much time with that immortal makes even this old man feel a few years younger."

Feng Bailong raised his cup and laughed:
"Windsword raises a toast to everyone."

The atmosphere at the banquet was lively and cheerful.

however.

at this time.

Suddenly, three people stood up from the corner table.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a cold and hard face, accompanied by a woman with flowing red hair, and on the other side was an older man wearing square-framed glasses and pushing a wheelchair.

The person in the wheelchair was emaciated, with a large frame and a deathly pale face.

The three of them left their seats and walked away.

They walked in the direction where Li Zhexian was.

This bizarre combination immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Blue Lightning Clan were shocked and tried to step forward to stop them.

However, the sudden release of the Soul Saint aura by two of them forced them to retreat several steps, making it difficult for them to get closer.

"Um?!"

Li Zhexian and his friends all turned to look, their brows furrowed.

Even several titled Douluo, including Feng Bailong, showed displeasure.

The banquet was still going strong, and the celebrations were in full swing.

Releasing your aura and stepping forward at this moment is truly impolite.

"Bastard!"

Yu Yuanzhen's drunkenness instantly turned into rage.

"You all go back first, we'll talk after the banquet!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he suppressed his anger and tried his best to remain calm.

Liu Erlong and Flander hesitated slightly.

Only Yu Xiaogang continued to walk forward slowly and steadily.

Seeing this, the two had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow.

"Li Zhexian... Your Majesty..."

Yu Xiaogang's face was cold and hard as he spoke with difficulty.

He remained silent for several breaths amidst a barrage of gazes, some angry, some disdainful, and some mocking.

He took the wheelchair from Flander and said:

I apologize for some of the unpleasant things that happened between us in the past.

"But please heal Zhao Wuji first."

"He did it because of you..."

That's why it's become like this today.

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

Apart from the indignant Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, Li Zhexian's other friends and the surrounding guests all looked puzzled.

They didn't believe that Li Zhexian would bully others without reason.

"So shameless!"

Dugu Yan finally couldn't hold back any longer, slammed her hand on the table, and stood up, shouting sternly:

"Back when my younger brother, the Immortal, first arrived in Tian Dou, he was still a Great Soul Master!"

"He crippled a Shrek student who had humiliated the Heavenly Dou Academy in the Soul Arena!"

"On that rainy night, Soul Saint Zhao Wuji disregarded his status and carried out an assassination!"

"If it weren't for my immortal brother's exceptional talent, he would have already met a tragic end!"

Ye Lingling also replied in a cold voice:

"After all these years, you still have the nerve to come here!"

"A few words, avoiding the important points, it's utterly disgusting!"

The two women's words revealed the past.

The Soul Master sitting nearby took out paper and pen and wrote quickly.

These are the secrets of Lord Jianjiu from his early years; I must write them all down.

Li Zhexian's friends suddenly realized what was happening, and their gazes towards Yu Xiaogang and his companions were filled with disdain and anger. The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Wind Sword School joined in the mockery:

"Both of this person's statements are meant to mislead the public!"

"A Soul Saint assassinates a Grand Soul Master?! How dare he still have the nerve to live in this world?!"

"Fortunately, Brother Banished Immortal is exceptionally talented! I truly wish to avenge Brother Banished Immortal from back then and slay you!"

"Thunder Douluo is here, but I still have to say it! The Blue Lightning Clan members are all skilled Soul Masters, so how come they have such a disgrace!"

"I simply cannot imagine how anyone could have the audacity to suggest that Brother Immortal heal this good-for-nothing!"

……

Though the tongue has no bones, it can still kill.

The overwhelming barrage of malicious insults made Yu Xiaogang and his two companions tremble.

"enough!"

Liu Erlong flew into a rage, her red hair blazing, and her soul power surging forth.

"You still dare to act so aggressively!"

"We've been waiting for you to make your move!"

Feng Buyu, Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wushuang, Oscar, Huo Wu, Dugu Yan, and Shui Bing'er all unleashed their soul power almost simultaneously.

Six years have passed.

Li Bai could travel a thousand miles in a day.

His brilliant friends are not standing still either.

Several fierce soul skills shot out and attacked Liu Erlong, who was soaring in mid-air, without the slightest gap in their stalemate.

The flame shield that the latter had conjured shattered instantly, sending sparks flying everywhere.

"puff--!"

Liu Erlong spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Humph!"

Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wushuang, and the others stood beside Li Zhexian, coldly sneering at Yu Xiaogang and his two companions.

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly helped Liu Erlong up.

His lips turned pale, and he was about to speak.

Yu Yuanzhen strode in with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, his beard and hair bristling, and roared angrily:
"You unfilial son, shut up!"

He knew his son well...

It was not a deliberate distortion of the facts.

However, extreme inferiority complex gave rise to a sense of arrogance.

He is full of theories but has no practical skills, and always feels that his talents are not recognized; he craves the recognition of his family but can't even understand the most basic human relationships!

Yu Yuanzhen was not only angry at their lack of ambition, but also at their lack of wisdom!

At a time of citywide celebration, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, to do something so foolish!

Despite his father's furious expression, Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists and stubbornly stared at Li Zhexian.

"Please heal Zhao Wuji..."

Snapped--!
A loud slap in the face.

The moment the drawing was made, the entire room fell silent.

Yu Yuanzhen looked at his son, who had been sent flying several meters by his palm strike, and raised his hand slightly as if he wanted to go forward, but then lowered it again.

His handsome face twitched slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice to the surrounding guests:

"A misfortune for our family..."

"Please excuse my poor appearance..."

　I went to the hair loss clinic at the hospital this afternoon, so the update is late. Sorry, dear readers...

　　Fortunately, the doctor said it wasn't serious enough to cause baldness, just mild...

　　I opened a selenium disulfide shampoo.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)