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

Chapter 47 The Golden Triangle Seeks Medical Treatment, and Li Zhexian Appears in the Dim Light (Bonus Chapter of 3000 Words, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
"Sword Wine..."

"What a vicious method!"

Flander's eyes, red behind his square-framed glasses, spoke with sorrow:

"Competition among peers!"

"How could it come to this! How could it come to this!"

“Ma Hongjun…how old is he? Even if he made a mistake, he can correct it!”

"That swordsman... how could he be so cruel!"

Ma Hongjun is finished.

The fiery phoenix is ​​entangled with evil desires.

That evil fire is a curse, and can only be purified by pursuing the almost impossible martial soul purification.

Now, having been castrated, he can no longer muster any fire in his body and has become a complete useless person.

Flander's voice was hoarse.

"Where are Qin Ming and Zhao Wuji?"

When Qin Ming sent someone to deliver the message.

Ma Hongjun had just been crippled, and Zhao Wuji had not yet sought revenge against Jianjiu.

Therefore, Flander and Yu Xiaogang knew nothing about what happened next.

Liu Erlong whispered:

"Zhao Wuji learned about Jianjiu's identity from Qin Ming."

"The night before last, on a rainy night, he came to kill Jianjiu, but... he and Qin Ming were captured by Jianjiu's close friend, Prince Xue Qinghe."

"what?!"

Flanders was both shocked and furious.

Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed even more.

Liu Erlong said solemnly:

“I used all my connections.”

"Yet we didn't even get to see Crown Prince Xue Qinghe."

"Qin Ming and Zhao Wuji... are probably in grave danger."

Flander's anger subsided, and his expression gradually became serious.

Zhao Wuji had been with him for over ten years.

She often complained that he was stingy and miserly, that a dignified Soul Saint's monthly salary wasn't even enough to have fun.

But Zhao Wuji, though he said such things, never went against his principles and those of Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang sighed and said:
“Ma Hongjun was brought to Tiandou City by Zhao Wuji.”

"Perhaps for Zhao Wuji, being able to avenge Ma Hongjun fulfills all his teacher's wishes..."

Liu Erlong interrupted:
"Jianjiu is not dead."

"Although no one told me, Shanxiangfang is holding a grand banquet today."

"Sword Wine's friends... the younger generation of the Ye family and the Dugu family, as well as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, along with several members of the Royal Fighting Team, were all present."

"I suppose Jianjiu should be alright."

Flander jumped to his feet, incredulous.
"You mean!"

"Zhao Wuji failed in his assassination attempt on a junior?!"

The master immediately shook his head and said decisively:

"impossible!"

"Based on my judgment and estimation!"

"There is absolutely no younger generation as powerful as this in the Douluo Continent today!"

Liu Erlong irritably tossed her fiery red hair.

"You must believe me."

"The reputation of Sword Wine is extremely well-known in Tiandou City and the surrounding towns."

"His strength is far beyond what ordinary geniuses can measure."

Flander and Yu Xiaogang wanted to ask further questions—

"what!!!"

A painful howl rang out from the bed.

Ma Hongjun was curled up like a shrimp, and blood spurted out from the wound in his groin, mixed with malevolent fire.

Once his evil fire is completely dissipated, his martial spirit will be destroyed.

"Hongjun!"

Flander and Yu Xiaogang hurriedly came to the bedside.

Seeing Ma Hongjun in such agony, the two were at a loss for what to do.

Liu Erlong turned his back and said:
"Qin Ming and Zhao Wuji, we'll discuss this later."

"The most urgent task now is to save Ma Hongjun."

Flander's breathing suddenly became heavy.

Is there any hope for Ma Hongjun?

Before Liu Erlong could speak.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes gleamed.

"As far as I know, there should be three families in Tiandou City who can save Ma Hongjun."

"The Ye family's Nine Heart Begonia goes without saying. Poison Douluo Dugu Bo is also in Heaven Dou City. His poison skills are unparalleled in the world. Perhaps he can find another way."

"Furthermore, there is the royal family. The royal physicians are all healing-type soul masters, and there are also many healing herbs. There should be hope."

Liu Erlong looked at Yu Xiaogang with admiration and nodded:
"That's what I wanted to say too."

"only……"

"Sword Wine has connections with all three of these families, I'm worried..."

Flander clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth, saying:
"No matter how talented Jianjiu is, he can probably only befriend three junior families at most."

"I, Flander, you, Liu Erlong, and Grandmaster, our Golden Iron Triangle has some influence in the Soul Master world."

"Moreover, Ma Hongjun was crippled first, but his sword and wine were completely unharmed."

"I do not believe……"

“These three families will disregard our pleas for the sake of a mere junior like Jianjiu.”

Yu Xiaogang nodded in agreement.

Liu Erlong immediately said:

“Then we will carry Ma Hongjun along.”

"Firstly, the treatment is more timely."

"Secondly, carrying people to seek treatment shows that we are sincere enough."

"Good!" ×2
It is not too late.

The golden trio carried the blood-soaked bed, rushing towards the Ye family mansion under the strange gazes of passersby.

Arrived at the Ye family's residence.

I saw a magnificent yet beautiful doorway.

The three of them perked up, as if they saw hope for Ma Hongjun's recovery.

Flanders straightened his appearance and politely bowed to the doorman:
"Please inform them."

"Flander, Dean of Shrek Academy, Liu Erlong, Dean of Blue Tyrant Academy, and Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang have important matters to discuss with the Ye family head."

Seeing the extraordinary demeanor of the first two men, the gatekeeper dared not be negligent.

"Please wait a moment, two... three people."

They watched as the gatekeeper hurried inside.

Flander's tense expression relaxed slightly, and his tone was filled with hope.

"It should work."

"The Ye family's Nine Heart Begonia is the number one healing martial soul on the continent. As far as I know, the Ye family patriarch is very fond of recruiting talented people and befriending strong individuals."

"If the three of us go to see him together, there will be no problem."

A smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's stiff face. Liu Erlong nodded hesitantly.

After a while.

The two gatekeepers strolled out, their previous respect gone, replaced by indifference.

"Please leave, all three of you."

"The head of the family said she's not here."

The air suddenly froze.

Flanders rushed forward anxiously.

"Please inform them again that we have a life-or-death emergency!"

"I've long heard that Patriarch Ye has a kind heart; there's a dying boy waiting for her to heal him..."

The doorman waved his hand impatiently.

"The head of the family said she's not here."

"You should leave quickly."

They saw the gate was about to close.

Yu Xiaogang walked out with a cold face.

This cool and confident demeanor, stemming from a master theorist, actually intimidated the two doormen.

His tone was calm, yet it carried a deeper meaning:
"As far as I know, there can only be two Nine Heart Begonia Martial Souls of the Ye family in this world."

"Furthermore, the Ye family wants to compete with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda for the title of the continent's number one support martial soul..."

The conversation ended there.

Yu Xiaogang stared intently at the two gatekeepers.

He was confident.

These remarks directly target the Ye family's core interests and ambitions.

This was enough to make the Ye family tremble with fear and welcome him into their home, treating him as an honored guest.

however--

"roll roll roll!"

Enraged, the two gatekeepers shoved Yu Xiaogang down the steps of the Ye family's house.

What nonsense are you spouting?!
What Nine-Heart Begonia, what Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, what position as the number one support martial soul on the continent!

What does this have to do with those low-ranking gatekeepers who only get a few copper coins a month and are just responsible for guarding the gate?

Seeing Yu Xiaogang suffer such humiliation.

Liu Erlong's fiery red hair burst into flames, unleashing a scorching and violent aura.

The gatekeeper was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he was delighted.

"Oh ho, here to cause trouble at the Ye family's house?"

A whistle blew.

A dozen or so powerful Ye family guards emerged from the doorway.

Just at this time.

Two maids walked out of the door, chatting and laughing.

"The apricot blossom pastries from across the street are ready."

"The head of the family is urging us to hurry, saying that if we wait too long, we won't be able to buy the first batch."

"Hurry up and go."

Flander, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong watched this scene with livid faces.

at this point.

They understand perfectly well.

The Ye family not only rejected them, but also made their stance and choice clear in such a flippant manner.

Sword and Wine...

In the Ye family's heart.

It's worth much more than their golden trio.

"Mountains don't move, but water does."

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:
"The Ye family is turning people away like this."

"I hope that one day I can see the Nine-Heart Begonia reach the top of the continent's number one support martial soul."

"let's go."

It turns out.

The three of them were oversimplifying things.

After suffering a humiliating rejection from the Ye family.

They rushed to the Dugu residence without stopping.

result--

More direct and ruthless than the Ye family.

Let alone seeing Poison Douluo in person.

After the gatekeeper went to report, what emerged was not the gatekeeper, but a group of guards and servants wielding sticks.

at this time.

The three men carried the blood-soaked bed.

Walking on the widest street in Tiandou City.

As dusk settles, the city lights begin to illuminate the night.

The bustling streets seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier, unable to penetrate the suffocating atmosphere surrounding them.

Only Ma Hongjun's faint, painful groans sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence.

"And the royal family..."

Flander's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth in resentment;

"I don't believe that Sword Wine can possibly know everyone in the royal family?!"

Yu Xiaogang's face was grim as he said:

“That’s right. Even if Jianjiu is on good terms with the Crown Prince, we can still directly request an audience with Emperor Xueye.”

Liu Erlong opened her mouth, but ultimately pursed her lips and remained silent.

The three of them fell silent, carrying Ma Hongjun, and hurried along the wide street with heavy steps.

When they reached the middle of the main street.

An enticing aroma of food wafted in on the breeze.

After a long day of running around, the three of them subconsciously followed the scent.

A magnificent five-story restaurant, adorned with carved beams and painted rafters and brightly lit, stood overlooking the river.

The gilded plaque bore three large, elegant characters—"Shanxiangfang"—that gleamed under the lights.

At this time.

A burst of clear and unrestrained laughter.

The noise came clearly from the bustling entrance of the restaurant.

Flander, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong's gazes slowly froze...

A group of elegantly dressed young men and women, adorned with silk and jade ornaments, surrounded a young man in a white shirt, chatting and laughing as they walked out of the restaurant, like stars surrounding the moon.

Just as the group was about to step down the steps and disappear into the dimly lit night.

The white-robed youth suddenly turned his head and casually picked up a gold coin from the arms of the youth in the pale yellow brocade robe beside him.

A lazy smile played on his lips as he lightly flicked his fingers.

That gold coin.

It drew an arc under the lamplight.

It landed precisely in the hands of the smiling, bowing young man who was seeing him off...

　An extra chapter! Sorry for the late update, dear readers!
　　I told a reader it was 9:30, but I spent ages scrutinizing the words...

　　
　
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