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

Chapter 30: A Gift of Dawn's Glow to a Thousand Blades of Snow, An Invitation from the Ye Family of the Nine-Hearted Begonia

Being a hermit is not easy.

Li Bai's plan to build a hermitage and retreat into seclusion failed.

There are two reasons:

He forgot to inform Xue Qinghe before giving him the pigeon.

Furthermore, we don't have enough brewing equipment, so we need to ask Xue Qinghe for some more.

The sun blazes down on the shores of Lotus Lake.

Xue Qinghe sat alone on the bank, his fishing rod diagonally stuck in the water.

Seeing this, Li Zhexian felt a little uneasy and quickened his pace to walk over.

And before he could even say hello.

Xue Qinghe's soft voice drifted on the wind:

"Who do I think it is..."

"Isn't this the most famous swordsman in the Soul Arena?"

What brings you to this secluded lakeside?

Li Zhexian was speechless.

He had once again experienced the stinginess of the Holy Maiden.

Li Zhexian walked behind Xue Qinghe.

"Qinghe, turn around and look at me."

Xue Qinghe turned her face to the other side.

Li Zhexian: "..."

far away.

In the reed marshes.

The pufferfish had a dark expression on its face, and its fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

"Serpent Spear, is this what you call brotherhood?"

"Young Master's current identity is the Crown Prince, this... this doesn't look like a man at all!"

Even the usually composed Serpent Spear looked conflicted.

The porcupine looked as if it was about to rush out.

"I'll go stop them!"

The spear reached out and stopped him.

"Trust me, everything will be fine."

"Li Zhexian was completely unaware of the young master's identity."

"The young master only shows such emotions in front of him."

"Besides..."

He looked at the two people in the distance, his voice deepening.

"Young Master is much more cheerful than before."

Upon hearing this, the porcupine fell silent.

"Speaking of which..."

Snake Spear narrowed his eyes, staring at the white-robed youth, and muttered to himself in surprise and doubt:

"We haven't seen each other for just one day!"

"This young man's brilliance is so overwhelming that it can no longer be concealed!"

The porcupine also looked at Li Zhexian's hand.

"This spiritual herb is pure and radiant; is it for the young master?"

"Hmph, at least this kid has some conscience. It's no wonder the young master favors him so much."

"If you don't turn back, I'm leaving."

Say it.

Li Zhexian stared at Xue Qinghe and took a step back.

Only one footstep was heard.

Xue Qinghe suddenly turned his head, and the clear eagerness in his eyes met Li Zhexian's smiling and waiting eyes.

"you……"

Xue Qinghe's delicate face immediately turned bright red.

however.

Her gaze was immediately drawn to what Li Zhexian was holding.

This is a rose that seems to be formed from the essence of the morning sun, with its layered petals as thin as cicada wings, flowing with a warm halo.

A drop of liquid gold in the flower's core, like solidified morning sun, pulsates with brilliance.

"This...this is..."

A dazed look crossed Xue Qinghe's eyes as she slowly raised them to look at Li Zhexian.

"For you."

Li Zhexian presented the spiritual herb to Xue Qinghe.

"This spiritual herb is called Dawn Rose."

"Your Swan Martial Soul has the attribute of Light."

"It should be beneficial to you."

Xue Qinghe's heart trembled.

She raised her hand, then suddenly withdrew it, and a blush rose on her delicate cheeks as she carefully cradled the radiant dawn in her palm.

"Thanks……"

"……I love so much."

Li Zhexian lay lazily on the grass beside her, casually picking up a blade of grass and putting it in his mouth.

Why are you being so polite with me?

"Hey buddy."

The land is filled with spiritual herbs, a blend of ice and fire.

He always remembered the kindness Xue Qinghe had shown in giving him Yaoguang Brew.

Without that celestial brew, his martial spirit of wine would not have transformed, and he would not have been able to comprehend the Yao Guang Sword.

He naturally wanted to give away a spiritual herb that suited Xue Qinghe.

Looking at the boy in white beside her.

A complex and inscrutable look of guilt flashed across Xue Qinghe's eyes.

Her lips parted slightly.

But in the end, he remained silent and lowered his head. Li Zhexian seemed oblivious to Xue Qinghe's complex emotions, still lying on his back with his eyes closed, muttering to himself:
"Qinghe, I need to go into seclusion for a while."

"I probably won't come to Lotus Lake every day anymore."

Xue Qinghe responded softly.

"Ah."

"By the way, there's one more thing..."

Li Zhexian tossed the green brocade pouch onto the grass beside Xue Qinghe.

"Help me prepare some more brewing equipment."

"The equipment list is in there..."

Xue Qinghe's gaze fell on the green brocade pouch, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

"The Dugu family's Ruyi Hundred Treasures Pouch?"

"You've received all of this, Li Zhexian. Does this mean you've become the son-in-law of the Dugu family?"

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There has been no response for a long time.

Xue Qinghe looked at him in confusion.

She saw that the white-clad boy lying beside her had his eyes gently closed, and his handsome profile looked serene and peaceful in the afternoon sunlight.

Xue Qinghe's gaze lingered on him.

Just watching and watching...

Her delicate features softened.

Silently, move closer and closer.

Her slender body leaned slightly forward, shielding the boy beside her from the sunlight, leaving only dappled, gentle shadows.

When Li Zhexian woke up.

The sun was already setting in the west.

The two waved goodbye.

Xue Qinghe held the rose of dawn in her hands, watching Li Zhexian's figure gradually disappear into the distance.

The porcupine and the snake spear silently approached her from behind.

On the way back to the palace.

Xue Qinghe suddenly said softly:

"People hiding in the shadows..."

"How could anyone be worthy of such a radiant flower?"

The porcupine and the serpent spear understood the implied meaning and hurriedly replied:
"Young Master, your identity must not be revealed!"

"This concerns the Spirit Hall's grand plan!"

"I know."

Xue Qinghe's voice suddenly turned cold.

"I don't need you to remind me."

Li Zhexian returned to the courtyard.

He was packing his bags, preparing to move to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

But at this moment.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

There was a knock on the door outside the yard.

"Ok?"

Li Zhexian was greatly surprised.

"Having just parted ways with Xue Qinghe, Grandpa Dugu and his grandson have already gone hunting for spirit rings again."

"Who else would come knocking on my door?"

Open the gate.

A simply dressed maid stood at the steps, presenting a gold-embossed invitation with both hands.

"May the banished immortal be well."

"By order of the head of the family, the Ye family of Nine Heart Begonia cordially invites you, young master, to our residence for a chat."

Looking at the gold-embossed invitation in front of me.

Li Zhexian raised an eyebrow.

The Ye family of the Nine-Heart Begonia?

I have no connection with him whatsoever, we're practically strangers, why would I invite him?

Li Zhexian initially wanted to refuse.

But the legendary Nine-Heart Begonia, which was said to be envied by the heavens, aroused his intense curiosity.

"I have seen the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"I wonder what about this Nine-Heart Begonia?"

Having made up his mind, Li Zhexian accepted the invitation and bowed, saying:

"Thank you for your trouble. The immortal will arrive shortly."

The maidservant gave a graceful bow.

"We eagerly await your arrival."

He put everything he needed into his treasure bag.

Li Zhexian strolled towards the Ye residence.

He doesn't know the way.

But it's not a big problem.

In the Heavenly Dou Imperial City, the mention of "Ye Mansion" is a common occurrence.

The first family that comes to mind is the Ye family of the Nine-Heart Begonia.

At the end of the bluestone-paved path, two large ebony doors stand quietly, their door knockers adorned with bronze carvings of nine-heart begonia patterns.

Li Zhexian looked up.

A nanmu plaque hangs above the door, with the characters "Ye Mansion" inlaid with silver wire to depict the vines of a crabapple tree, each stroke ending in a blooming crabapple petal.

"It's so rich."

Li Zhexian sighed and stepped forward to knock on the door knocker.

"Li Zhexian came to visit at the invitation of the emperor."

The next chapter will be around 10 PM. I need to finish the draft!

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