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

Chapter 71 Finally, with a face as white as snow, she meets Li Zhexian (Bonus chapter, please vote with monthly tickets)
They drank until they were completely drunk.

It wasn't until noon the following day that everyone gradually sobered up.

After a short rest, Li Zhexian and his group escorted the three teams to the outskirts of Tiandou City.

"Sword Wine..."

Feng Xiaotian stared intently at Li Zhexian, and said earnestly:
"I lost this time."

"Let's compete again at the Soul Master Tournament six months from now!"

Huo Wushuang raised his crimson eyebrows and asked:

"Brother Jianjiu, you'll be participating in the Soul Master Competition, right?"

Li Zhexian thought for a moment, then shook his head and smiled:
"Who can say for sure what will happen in six months?"

"At least for now, I'm not very interested."

Huo Wu stepped forward and punched Li Zhexian in the chest with a light but firm fist, her smile bright and flamboyant.

"Sword Wine, you absolutely have to participate!"

"In the next six months, we will definitely find a way to counter your sword techniques!"

The team leader's urging grew louder.

Huyan Li of the Elephant Armor Sect, accompanied by six burly men, spoke with a voice as loud as a bell.

"Brother Jianjiu, my friends Yu Tianheng and others!"

"See you in six months at the Soul Master Competition!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Dust rose up on the official road.

The figures of the three groups of people gradually disappeared into the dust, eventually turning into blurry black dots.

Li Zhexian and his companions watched them go for a moment before turning back to the city.

"Sword Wine..."

Yu Tianheng suddenly stopped and said seriously:
"It's better than..."

"Join the Royal Fighting Team, and I'll give up my captaincy!"

"With you here, the championship of the Soul Master Competition will surely belong to our Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"

This statement came out.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's beautiful eyes lit up.

Yu Feng and the other three were initially taken aback, but then they all expressed their opinions.

If Li Zhexian were to join, they would be willing to have one person leave to make room for him in the team.

Li Zhexian met those sincere and eager eyes, and shook his head with a smile.

"never mind."

"As I said before, I'm used to being a free spirit and can't stand being restrained."

"Your team is strong; you have a good chance of finishing in the top three of the Soul Master Competition."

His words are not untrue.

Because of him.

The butterfly's wings have already stirred up a storm in the Douluo Continent.

Except for Zhu Zhuqing, none of the Shrek Seven Devils obtained any magical herbs, which greatly reduced their strength.

On the other hand, with Dugu Yan receiving the Blood Swan's Kiss, the Royal Fighting Team's strength will surely improve by leaps and bounds in six months.

Despite repeated setbacks, Yu Tianheng's fighting spirit only grew stronger, and his talent gradually emerged through trials and tribulations.

The same applies to Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu, and others.

As one grows, the other loses…

This year's Soul Master Competition.

It's a time of great upheaval and something to look forward to.

Seeing the barely concealed disappointment in the eyes of the seven members of the Royal Fighting Team, Li Zhexian changed the subject:
"With the competition just around the corner, you should intensify your training."

"It just so happens that I was planning to visit the Wind Sword Sect in the next few days."

"Wind Sword Sect?"

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the other six were stunned.

Those swordsmen in green robes with black silk wrapped around their eyes?
"Idol, are you going to practice swordsmanship?"

Yu Feng blurted out the question.

Li Zhexian nodded.

Their gaze fell upon the omnipresent wind within Tiandou City.

In his eyes, the invisible and intangible airflow had already begun to reveal some mysterious trajectory.

"When I was in the Star Dou Forest, Elder Feng Xiao and Young Sect Master Feng Buyu of the Wind Sword Sect invited me to visit."

"I may gain some insights on this trip to the Wind Sword Sect."

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's eyes flickered with interest, but thinking of the imminent training camp, they could only pout and say:
"You're going alone? Don't you even have anyone to keep you company?"

Li Zhexian smiled nonchalantly:
"It's only a few days, why would I need anyone to accompany me?"

Xue Qinghe, who had been silent all along, suddenly tugged gently at Li Zhexian's sleeve.

"The Royal Fighting Team still needs to train hard. You and I are just idle people, so let's not get in the way."

"How about going fishing at Lotus Lake?"

"Okay."

Watching Li Zhexian and Xue Qinghe walk away side by side into the distance.

Yu Tianheng and the others shook their heads and sighed, their words filled with "envy" for Li Zhexian's carefree life.

Dugu Yan gently bit her red lips with her pearly teeth.

Suddenly, he leaned close to Ye Lingling's ear and whispered something.

Ye Lingling's beautiful blue eyes widened suddenly, her delicate and aloof face filled with disbelief.

"No...it can't be..."

Dugu Yan nudged her with her shoulder and winked mischievously.

"Then why don't you give it a try?" "How...how can I try..."

Ye Lingling's cheeks flushed red, and she said reproachfully:

"Yanyan, you're lying to me again. Why don't you try it yourself?"

"Who said I'm not going to try? I'll wait for my immortal brother to come back..."

A gentle breeze blows by the lotus lake.

The breeze brushes past the lush green grass, and the water's surface ripples with shimmering light.

Li Zhexian and Xue Qinghe sat side by side, their fishing rods dangling gently, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

At this time.

Xue Qinghe suddenly spoke.

"Li Zhexian, I have a few questions for you, and you must answer them immediately."

Li Zhexian's gaze fell on the float, and he casually replied.

"Just ask."

Which is more pleasant, spring or summer?

"spring."

"Which is more delicious, Three Immortals Chicken or Seven Treasures Duck?"

"Three Immortals Chicken".

"Which is more refreshing, baijiu or baihua wine?"

"Shaodaozi" (a type of strong liquor).

"Who is prettier, Dugu Yan or Ye Lingling?"

"..."

Li Zhexian's mouth was open.

The words that almost spilled out were abruptly stuck in his throat.

He turned his head to look at Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe remained facing the lake, his expression focused.

It was as if that astonishingly broad and outrageous question had not come from her mouth at all.

Why aren't you answering?

She asked without looking at him.

Li Zhexian sighed helplessly.

"How am I supposed to answer such a tricky question?"

"Besides, why are you asking this?"

"It was just a casual question."

Xue Qinghe remained silent for a moment before changing the subject.

When do we depart tomorrow?

"Chen Shi (7-9 AM)".

"I'll be very busy with official business tomorrow, so I'm afraid I won't be able to see you off."

"It's nothing, I'll be back in a few days, no need to see me off."

It was given to someone else yesterday.

Today is my turn to embark on this journey.

More than ten miles outside Tiandou City.

Li Zhexian, leading his steed, waved with a smile to Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Yu Tianheng, and others who had come to see him off.

"Gentlemen, please go back now. See you in a few days."

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling stepped forward one after the other, handing over the carefully prepared food, wine, and change of clothes.

Li Zhexian thanked them one by one, his gaze sweeping over the direction of Tiandou City.

Xue Qinghe did not come to see him off as expected.

He said no more, mounted his horse, and flicked the reins.

"drive!"

The steed neighed loudly and its four hooves thrashed about.

It kicked up a trail of dust and sped off into the distance.

Watching the white-clad youth completely disappear at the end of the road, Yu Tianheng sighed and said:
"I wonder how sharp his sword will be upon his return..."

"Let's go. If we don't go back and train hard now, we might not even be able to see his back anymore."

Hear this.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling quietly clenched their fists.

The official road was winding and circuitous.

Li Zhexian galloped on his horse.

As he turned a steep bend.

Amidst the swirling yellow dust, a patch of pure white suddenly caught the eye.

It was a beautiful white steed that galloped like the wind.

Even more dazzling than a foal...

It was on horseback.

That head of long, golden hair fluttered in the wind, as if it had gathered the sunlight.

And that breathtakingly beautiful silhouette, seemingly untouched by the world...

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