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

Chapter 80 Farewell to the Wind Sword Sect, Killing Intent Arrives in the Dark Night (Bonus Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
The Wind Sword Sect ultimately could not refuse You Lingfengcui.

To celebrate Li Zhexian's enlightenment in swordsmanship.

Feng Bailong waved his sleeve.

It is hereby announced that all religious duties will be waived today, and a grand banquet will be held.

For a while.

The Wind Sword Sect was filled with joy.

The disciples bustled about, their shouts of carrying wine and the squeals of slaughtering pigs and sheep blending together into a cacophony of noise.

During the meal, people mingled and toasted each other.

Even Feng Bailong tied up his mottled white hair and clinked glasses with Li Zhexian several times.

Qian Renxue sat quietly to the side.

She also drank a few cups, her fair face flushed with an intoxicating blush, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

A pair of deep blue eyes, filled with a dreamy look, gazed at Li Zhexian, who was drinking freely with the disciples and elders of the Wind Sword Sect.

seem……

As long as you stay by Li Zhexian's side.

This vibrant tapestry of the martial arts world has never ceased to unfold.

Whether it's the Royal Fighting Team, or Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu, and others...

Li Zhexian was always able to easily integrate and make many close friends.

"I wish we could stay this carefree forever..."

Think of this in your mind.

The smile on Qian Renxue's lips slowly faded.

As the ten-day deadline approached, an indescribable sadness crept onto her beautiful face.

The merriment of the banquet lasted until dusk.

Noon the next day.

Li Zhexian took Qian Renxue with him as they departed.

In front of the Wind Sword Sect's mountain gate.

Feng Bailong, Feng Buyu, Feng Xiao, and other elders and disciples all came to see him off.

“Young friend, you are welcome to come to the Wind Sword Sect anytime to drink and discuss swordsmanship with me.”

Feng Bailong's weathered face wore a sincere smile.

Li Zhexian cupped his hands and smiled:
"This junior also hopes that the Douluo Continent can have another Wind Sword Douluo."

Say this sentence.

He was scratching the itchy spot on Feng Bailong's body.

He couldn't help but laugh loudly, then his expression turned serious, and he solemnly said:
"My dear friend, you will always be a friend of the Wind Sword Sect."

"If you need anything in the future, just let us know, and the entire Wind Sword Sect will do its duty without hesitation."

"Don't worry, senior. If there are any difficulties, I will not hesitate to ask for help."

Feng Buyu stepped forward and gave Li Zhexian a firm bear hug.

"Brother Immortal, I will devote myself to listening to the wind and comprehending the sword in the sect!"

"Once I have completed my studies, I will definitely go to the Heavenly Dou Empire to find you!"

"You'd better treat your brother well then!"

Li Zhexian smiled and punched Feng Buyu in the chest.

"That's natural!"

He bid farewell to the Wind Sword Sect.

Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue rode their horses on their way home.

As if by unspoken agreement, the two simultaneously slowed their horses' pace.

It was as if they wanted to quietly lengthen the journey home.

"Li Zhexian..."

Qian Renxue turned her head to look at Li Zhexian beside her.

He had been away from the Wind Sword Sect for half a day, but he remained silent the whole time.

She asked softly:
"But you can't bear to part with your friends from the Wind Sword Sect?"

Li Zhexian was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said:

"The Wind Sword Sect has indeed been enjoying a carefree and pleasant time these past two days."

"Senior Feng Bailong is upright and honest, and Feng Buyu is also a friend worth making closer to."

"But..."

Li Zhexian's gaze fell upon the turbid Yellow River rushing beside the official road.

He took out the Clear Spring Wine Pot, which contained the essence of wandering spirits, and tilted his head back to take a swig.

"Please ask the eastward flowing water, whose sorrow of parting is longer?"

Li Zhexian's handsome features.

The sadness and sorrow I felt just now have been swept away.

Only the young swordsman's unbridled and carefree spirit remained as he plunged headlong into the martial world.

He jerked the reins sharply in his hand:
"drive!"

The steed neighed loudly.

The hoof kicked up dust as it suddenly accelerated.

"Qian Renxue, keep up!"

Gazing at that dashing figure in white, Qian Renxue smiled slightly and spurred her horse to gallop after him.

About a day later.

The two finally stepped out of the Star Luo Empire's territory.

This section of the official road is very remote, with dense and secluded woods on both sides, and only a narrow, winding path stretching into the distance.

Exhausted from the journey.

The two stopped to rest for a while and have lunch.

Beside the campfire, Li Zhexian skillfully roasted the soft-boned rabbit.

As they drew ever closer to Heaven Dou City, and with her imminent restoration of her status as the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou, Qian Renxue's mind raced with conflicting emotions. Suddenly, she asked softly:
"Li Zhexian..."

What do you think of Xue Qinghe as a person?

When this question was asked.

Her tone seemed casual, but her heartstrings were already quietly tightening, and even her breathing became lighter.

She really wanted to know...

In Li Zhexian's heart.

What exactly does that self look like?

Li Zhexian paused slightly in his hand as he turned the roasting stick, then resumed his usual leisurely manner, saying lazily:

"Why are you asking about this suddenly?"

"It's nothing, I just asked casually since I was bored."

Qian Renxue clenched her fingers in her sleeve, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of tension.

"I heard..."

"That Crown Prince appears gentle and mild-mannered."

"But the deaths of her two younger brothers seem to be inextricably linked to her."

"Rumors circulate that she covets the throne and is secretly ruthless and capable of anything."

She stared intently at Li Zhexian, not missing a single subtle change in his face.

pat--!
Li Zhexian abruptly threw the golden-brown, juicy roasted rabbit next to the fire!

This sudden and violent action.

Qian Renxue was startled and her heart skipped a beat; she was momentarily at a loss.

“Li Zhexian, I…”

"What are you!"

Li Zhexian suddenly looked up, his face filled with undisguised anger.

What's wrong with you, woman?

"Are you trying to sow discord between my brotherhood with Qinghe?!"

Qian Renxue was completely stunned, her beautiful blue eyes blinking in confusion.

This reaction...

It was completely different from what she had expected.

"That's not what I meant, let me explain..."

She spoke quickly.

Li Zhexian covered his ears with both hands and shook his head repeatedly.

"I don't listen! I don't listen!"

Qian Renxue: "..."

Do you know how deep my affection for Qinghe is?

Li Zhexian lowered his hand, his expression solemn, his words righteous and stern.

"How could you possibly sow discord with just a few words?!"

"Don't ever mention such things again!"

Qian Renxue was rendered speechless by his fierce defense.

He could only lower his eyes and apologize repeatedly in a low voice.

She felt a mix of joy and sorrow at that moment.

To everyone's delight, Li Zhexian's love for Xue Qinghe was indeed as strong as gold, and no outsider could shake it in the slightest.

The worry is that this unbreakable brotherhood would be even harder to accept if it were revealed that the brother was actually a woman.

"In any case, this affection is genuine..."

Qian Renxue's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she secretly made up her mind.

"Yes, once I return and regain my status as Crown Prince, I must treat Li Zhexian even better."

With these complex and indescribable feelings in mind.

The two finished their lunch in silence and then began their journey home again.

The sun was gradually setting in the west.

A deep, dark blue-black color spread from the horizon.

The official road, shrouded in remote mountain forests.

Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue galloped past on horseback.

They were unaware.

Deep within the dense forest behind us.

More than ten powerful figures, like night owls locking onto their prey, silently and rapidly approached.

The two rode their horses at full speed for another half an hour.

The sun had long since sunk behind the western mountains, and the last ray of daylight had been completely swallowed up.

The thick darkness of night surged in like a tidal wave, engulfing the remote official road nestled between dense forests.

Almost at the same instant...

"Uu——!"

Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue suddenly tightened the reins.

The swift horse let out a long, tearing neigh that pierced the deathly silence of the night and echoed far and wide.

"You noticed it too?"

Li Zhexian's sharp gaze swept across the dense, impenetrable darkness around him.

Qianrenxue reined in her horse, looked around, and nodded slightly.

In the depths of her deep blue eyes.

The chill was so intense it almost solidified...

(End of this chapter)