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

Chapter 82 Qian Renxue's Tears, Li Zhexian: You Look Better When You Smile
The three Soul Kings that Qian Renxue managed to hold back ultimately succumbed to their fate.

One person died at her hands.

The remaining two became victims of Li Zhexian's sword.

Beside the official road.

Corpses littered the ground.

The heavy stench of blood permeated the air for miles.

The air was thick with a chilling, oppressive atmosphere, so intense that even the spirit beasts in the forest whimpered and retreated.

Those two swift horses also died.

It was pulverized by the aftershocks of the battle.

Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue walked silently for more than an hour.

The lingering murderous intent in their hearts had not yet dissipated, and both remained silent, continuing their journey along the official road.

Li Zhexian's gaze was icy as he surveyed his surroundings.

Qian Renxue lowered her head, her long golden hair obscuring her beautiful face, making it impossible to see her expression.

"Let's leave when it's light."

Li Zhexian suddenly spoke, his voice slightly hoarse.

"There should be no enemies left."

Qian Renxue lowered her head and responded softly.

The two eventually rested under a giant tree with a canopy that spread out like an umbrella.

Qian Renxue silently gathered dry branches and lit a bonfire.

Li Zhexian then took out the beast-repelling powder given to him by Dugu Yan and sprinkled it around the giant tree.

Do it all.

The two rested against the tree trunk.

The warm glow of the campfire shone on their faces.

Li Zhexian closed his eyes, his tense heartstrings slowly relaxing, and exhaustion washed over him like a tide.

tired.

Exhaustion that cuts to the bone.

It's not just the hardship of traveling day and night.

It was also a consequence of the life-or-death struggle that had just taken place.

Although the enemy was defeated, every moment in those fleeting moments was burning with anxiety.

"Thousand-foot Snow..."

Li Zhexian slightly opened his eyelids, just a narrow slit.

I wanted to check on Qian Renxue's condition, so I had her keep watch for half the night.

Looking in her direction, Li Zhexian's gaze froze.

Qian Renxue hugged her knees, her stunning face staring blankly at the campfire.

Two lines of clear tears left wet marks on her fair cheeks.

Li Zhexian panicked.

For a moment, I couldn't understand why Qian Renxue was crying.

"Qian Renxue, you..."

The words come to your lips.

Li Zhexian was at a loss for words.

Qian Renxue pursed her lips and slowly turned her face to the side.

A pair of deep blue eyes, brimming with tears, looked at Li Zhexian, and she said in a trembling voice:
"Yes...I'm sorry..."

"Sorry……"

The Soul King's outburst of "Your Highness the Holy Maiden" just now revealed that they came from the Spirit Hall.

The Spirit Hall as it is today.

The two factions are clearly distinct.

One faction is the Hall of Worship, headed by the bloodline of the Qian family, where everyone calls her "Young Master".

The other faction is the Papal Palace, which reveres the Pope. Only members of this faction would call her "Her Highness the Holy Maiden".

and so……

It was that woman who sent people to intercept and kill Li Zhexian!

This fact caused Qian Renxue to lose her composure.

She had been living a secluded life in the deep palace since childhood.

His character has been tempered to a level far beyond that of his peers.

Only matters of the heart...

To her, it was still a piece of untouched white silk.

Qian Renxue didn't know how to treat Li Zhexian well.

She could only clumsily think of settling his wine bill, sitting with him fishing in silence, and drinking and practicing swordsmanship under the moon.

The heavy burden of power struggles weighed on his shoulders. Whenever he dragged his exhausted body to bed, just thinking of the look in Li Zhexian's eyes during the day would bring a smile to his lips and allow him to fall asleep peacefully.

That was Qian Renxue's only solace.

It can dispel the darkness for her even more than the sacred angelic martial spirit.

But Li Zhexian, such a good person, was attacked and killed because of her.

This made Qian Renxue feel painfully...

It was he himself who brought misfortune upon Li Zhexian.

She wished for Li Zhexian's peace and happiness more than anyone else.

however.

Li Zhexian, however, was stained with blood because of her.

Thinking back to the silence that had lasted the whole way.

Qian Renxue was even more afraid that Li Zhexian would despise her because of this. "I...I'm sorry..."

Thinking of this, the tears I had been holding back finally burst forth again.

The cool moonlight and the warm campfire intertwined, bathing Qian Renxue in its glow.

She gazed at Li Zhexian with teary eyes, exuding a fragile and vulnerable aura.

Those whispered "I'm sorry"s.

This made Li Zhexian understand the reason for her tears.

—Do you feel you've dragged me into this?

"Ugh……"

Li Zhexian sighed softly.

Meeting her tear-filled, tentative gaze, his heartstrings were involuntarily plucked.

Li Zhexian moved a few points closer.

He took the fire poker from her and poked at the campfire.

They picked out the firewood that hadn't fully burned from underneath.

pop-

A few sparks suddenly burst forth.

Qian Renxue was immersed in sorrow.

But almost instinctively, she reached out her slender hand.

They stood in front of Li Zhexian, afraid that he would be burned by the sparks.

A soft warmth spread across Li Zhexian's face.

"Thousand-foot Snow..."

"Don't you know what kind of person I am?"

He tilted his head.

He gazed at the stunningly beautiful girl before him, who was so cautious in her presence.

"I, Li Zhexian, never consider social status or family background when making friends."

"So what if they are kings and nobles? So what if they belong to prestigious families?"

"If a storyteller on the street can tell a story that touches my heart, I would be willing to give him a gold coin and sit down and share a bowl of vegetarian noodles with him."

Even if you are a heinous executioner in the eyes of the world, as long as you treat me sincerely, I will never betray you.

"On the contrary, even if everyone in the world praises you as a great philanthropist, it won't work if you treat me badly."

The tears in Qian Renxue's eyes froze.

Li Zhexian said earnestly:

"I remember all the kindness you showed me along the way at the Wind Sword Sect."

"Some things are none of your business, so you don't have to take them on yourself."

"Qian Renxue, it wasn't you who wanted to kill me."

This last sentence.

Qian Renxue hurriedly shook her head.

In a moment of desperation, she reached out and grabbed Li Zhexian's arms, saying urgently:
"Of course not! Why would I want to harm you!"

"Then it's over."

Li Zhexian shook his head helplessly and said:
"Then why are you wasting your time here? This has nothing to do with you."

Say it.

He took the fire stick and fiddled with it in the campfire for a while.

Under Qian Renxue's tearful and astonished gaze, Li Zhexian actually pulled two charred objects out of the fire.

"You haven't seen it?"

Li Zhexian picked one up.

He possesses a frost-infused spiritual vein body that is immune to both ice and fire, so he is naturally not afraid of getting burned.

With a little force from both hands, the charred shell was easily broken open.

A rich, sweet aroma immediately filled the air, revealing the golden, soft, and steaming hot interior.

Here, have a taste.

Qian Renxue took it and quietly swallowed.

"This...what is this?"

"It's a kind of wild yam; I never expected to find it here."

Li Zhexian broke off a piece himself, took a bite, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Mmm, it's very sweet, try some."

Qian Renxue took a small, careful bite.

The warm, sweet flavor melted instantly in her mouth, and the wonderful taste made her widen her beautiful eyes, even easing her earlier sadness.

"good to eat."

she whispered.

Seeing her pristine face stained with the grime of cooking, and a speck of black ash on her rosy lips, Li Zhexian's smile deepened.

You look better when you smile.

Qian Renxue paused slightly while chewing.

A blush crept onto her cheeks.

She ate the roasted potato in small bites, her voice soft and gentle.

"Then I'll smile at you often from now on..."

　Dear readers, there are two more chapters to go.

　　But it will be much later, probably around midnight.

　　Dear readers, go to bed early! If you can't go to bed, read it tomorrow morning...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)