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

Chapter 401 Arrival at Seagod Island: Li Zhexian paves the way for his friends; the secret of the Nine-Heart Begonia's curse.

When Li Zhexian and his entourage set foot on this scenic island.

An eerie silence fell over the entire island.

Poseidon stood at the very front of the crowd.

Behind her were six guardians of the sacred pillars.

Further on, from the port to the foothills, all the Soul Masters and residents of Poseidon Island stood silently.

A series of dazed gazes were fixed on the young man in white.

Lord Poseidon has been defeated.

Their faith collapsed.

But rather...

The boy slew the Seagod Island's nemesis—the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

This achievement and the gratitude owed to them are beyond words for all the islanders.

"Honored guest..."

long silence.

Poseidon bowed slowly and said:
"The Sea God has issued a divine decree."

"Congratulations to Lord Jianjiu on ascending to the divine throne."

"I have been specially ordered to lead you and your companions to the Land of Heritage."

—That is, of course, a lie.

The sea god, who was currently healing his wounds, would never say such a thing.

Poseidon spent decades in charge of Poseidon Island, honing his wisdom in adapting to changing circumstances.

In her opinion.

It sounds better for the sea god to lose to a newly ascended deity than to lose to a mortal.

Li Zhexian did not point it out.

The group followed Poseidon through layers of coral palaces, finally stopping in front of a secret realm.

Suddenly, everything became clear...

A deep pool lies still within it.

The water surface surged and churned like a raging sea.

In the heart of the pool stands a towering stone pillar, its surface adorned with intricate patterns, emanating a rich divine aura.

"This is the sacred pillar of Poseidon Island."

"The Sea God bestowed upon it supreme divine power, which can test the aptitude of Soul Masters and bring down corresponding trials."

Poseidon paused, then continued:

"The assessment is divided into five levels from low to high: white, yellow, purple, black, and red."

"The higher the level, the better the talent, but high-level assessments are accompanied by danger."

"If you pass the test, the Sea God will bestow a generous reward."

Before the land of inheritance.

The air seemed stagnant.

The sound of everyone breathing could be clearly heard.

Li Zhexian laughed and said:
"Everyone, what do you think?"

Yu Tianheng took the first step, clenching his fists, his eyes burning:
"Since you, Immortal, have brought us such good fortune, we should also strive to do better ourselves!"

"Even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, I, Yu Tianheng, will never retreat a single step!"

The wind silently blows, and the black silk that clings to the eyes flutters.

"The brother of Lord Jianjiu can't be too bad!"

Although Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan did not speak, the determination surging in their bright eyes spoke louder than a thousand words.

Especially Zhu Zhuqing...

"I must become a god."

"I want to follow in the footsteps of the immortal."

Looking at these close friends.

A smile appeared on Li Zhexian's lips.

As Yu Tianheng said, his path ahead has been paved, but ultimately they need to take the first steps themselves.

Fortunately.

His close friends were among the most outstanding talents on the mainland.

It follows the trajectory of the original work.

The Shrek Seven Devils, who had not yet obtained the immortal herb, were to compare their talents with those of others, and the outcome was still uncertain.

"A magical herb..."

Li Zhexian's smile deepened.

With a flick of his sleeve.

Streams of shimmering, colorful immortal herbs floated in the air.

All of a sudden.

The pool was surrounded by a misty, ethereal atmosphere, like a dream or a fairyland.

"This is……"

Poseidon and the six guardians of the sacred pillars were speechless.

These miraculous herbs were mostly unheard of to them, and they knew they were extraordinary just from the spiritual aura they emitted.

The seven people looked at the smiling young man in white, their emotions a complex mix.

So many rare and precious treasures of nature have been given away to others...

Such magnanimity and breadth of mind are admirable, even if one has some grudge against them.

Why are you all standing there dumbfounded?

Seeing everyone standing there in a daze, Li Zhexian couldn't help but chuckle. "Pick what's suitable; everyone gets one."

These magical herbs were a gift from the Silver Dragon King.

He was about to decline.

after all.

His swordsmanship and cultivation are now perfect and flawless.

The herb was no longer of any use to him.

But then he thought of his friends and accepted it.

"Exiled Immortal..."

Yu Tianheng and the others felt a warm current surging in their hearts.

Those with shallow eye sockets, like Feng Buyu, even had slightly red eyes.

Amidst a burst of teasing laughter.

As everyone looked at the smiling young man in white, the same thought arose in their minds.

"To meet a banished immortal in this life is the greatest fortune."

Beside the pool.

The boys and girls sat cross-legged with their eyes closed.

The immortal herbs they had just consumed transformed into immense medicinal power within their bodies, and various martial spirit phenomena intertwined in the sky.

Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Cat flickers between reality and illusion, and seems to be able to dive into space when it leaps.

Dugu Yan's Azure Scale Serpent King has jade horns on its forehead, Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon flows with golden light, and Feng Buyu cuts nine wind marks from the wind.

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu, their love intertwined like ice and fire, blossomed together in splendor.

A crown materialized atop the Ice Phoenix's head, and the Naruto Martial Soul completely transformed into the same form as Huo Wu.

Seeing the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand.

Li Zhexian nodded slightly.

He gave the Qiluo Tulip to Ning Rongrong.

This can be considered as repayment for the protection and kindness shown to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School later on.

And at this time.

A wondrous flower, covering an area of ​​a thousand meters, bloomed on Ye Lingling's head.

The nine hearts transformed into twelve pure white jade petals, their healing radiance no less than that of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

“Lingling”.

Li Zhexian looked at the girl whose cheeks were flushed with excitement.

"Has the curse on your Ye family been lifted?"

Ye Lingling's smile faded. After closing her eyes and carefully sensing the surroundings, she gently bit her red lips and shook her head.

"The Nine-Heart Begonia has transformed, but the sense of decay deep within its bloodline... remains."

"Oh?"

Li Zhexian frowned slightly.

The magical herb he gifted to Ye Lingling was the Moon Dew Ganoderma, even more precious than the Qiluo Tulip.

They thought they could resolve the fate of the Nine Heart Begonia family.

Unexpectedly, even such a miraculous herb proved futile.

"Envied by the heavens...envied by the heavens..."

Li Zhexian looked up at the sky, his gaze deepening.

"Could this be related to a feud between deities?"

He is burdened with countless karmic debts.

Why not add another stroke?

Li Zhexian smiled and promised Ye Lingling, whose beautiful eyes were reddening:
"When I ascend to the realm of gods, I will surely find an answer for your Ye family."

at the same time.

The Divine Conference is nearing its end.

Just as the gods, each with their own thoughts, rose and prepared to tear through the void to return to the divine realm.

The light screen suspended in the center suddenly turned from dark to bright, clearly reflecting the scene.

The boy in the white shirt looked up at the sky.

It seemed as if it pierced through a curtain of light and gazed at the gods from afar.

His gentle voice echoed clearly in the meeting room:
"When I ascend to the realm of gods, I will surely find an answer for your Ye family."

The gods were silent.

Immediately.

All eyes turned to a woman seated among the second-level deities.

He was exceptionally beautiful, draped in a divine robe woven from countless flowers, but at this moment his face was cold.

As her emotions fluctuated.

The myriad flowers surrounding him withered and died in an instant.

She is the goddess of flowers.

He holds sway over the rise and fall of all flowers in the world.

Countless years ago...

He commanded all flowers to bloom simultaneously on the winter solstice to celebrate his divine birth.

However, the Nine-Heart Begonia was delayed in saving a mortal.

then.

The gods have cast a curse.

For the Nine-Heart Begonia to bloom, it must offer its own blood as a sacrifice; this curse will last for thousands of years and never end.

(End of this chapter)