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

Chapter 83 Returning to Heaven Dou City, Xue Qinghe's Furious Outburst (Bonus Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

After that night.

After several more days of travel, Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue finally arrived at the Heavenly Dou Imperial City.

The majestic city stands at the end of the official road.

Qian Renxue stood silently for a long time, then looked at Li Zhexian beside her and whispered:

"Li Zhexian, the escort mission is complete."

She paused, as if there was something left unsaid, but in the end, she uttered a single sentence.

"...Until we meet again."

Li Zhexian nodded.

"See you later."

They watched as Qian Renxue's figure turned into another fork in the road and disappeared from sight.

Li Zhexian tilted his head back and gulped down a large mouthful of wine.

Tsk.

There's nothing sad about it.

Qian Renxue did not leave either.

It's just a change of identity.

He became his best buddy, someone he could put his arm around.

"Heavenly Dou City, your young master is back!"

Li Zhexian felt a surge of joy in his heart.

He really missed his little courtyard.

I wonder if the plum tree in the yard has ripened, and if the clumps of evergreen plum trees by the wall have sprouted new buds.

……

Tiandou Palace.

The Crown Prince's bedroom.

Xue Qinghe strode into the hall.

The porcupine and the snake spear-wielding douluo, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted them with smiles.

"Young Master is finally back. I imagine you had a wonderful ten-day trip?"

The words just came out of my mouth.

The two of them read the answer from Xue Qinghe's frosty face.

Xue Qinghe walked straight to the window without saying a word.

The roses unfurled their branches and leaves in the morning light.

She slightly raised her palm.

Gentle, luminous energy flowed, carefully nourishing and watering this celestial flower.

After a while.

Xue Qinghe turned around, a storm brewing beneath his calm tone.

"How many of that woman's spies are there in the palace?"

The porcupine and the snake spear's expressions changed drastically.

With just this one sentence, they already guessed that the young master must have encountered a Soul Master from the Spirit Hall on this trip.

The thing I was worried about has finally happened.

A moment of silence.

Serpent Spear said in a deep voice:
"Thirty-six people have been identified so far."

"Kill them all."

Xue Qinghe's voice was completely calm.

she knows.

Besides these thirty-six people, there must be others who slipped through the net.

But it just so happens...

Xue Qinghe's delicate features.

A sudden surge of killing intent startled even the two titled Douluo.

"The remaining informants can be used to pass on a message to that woman for me..."

"If she dares to touch Li Zhexian..."

"I will fight to the death to make her Papal Palace disappear from the Douluo Continent."

The porcupine and the spear made my heart flutter.

If these words had come from someone else, they would have been a laughing stock.

But they knew...

Qianrenxue held unparalleled importance in the Hall of Offerings.

If the Papal Palace were to perish together with itself, it would ultimately pay a heavy price.

……

The courtyard was quiet, with plum blossoms casting swaying shadows.

Li Zhexian nestled in a sandalwood chair under the plum tree, looking helplessly at the seven people in front of him.

"Ugh……"

"I haven't even been home for a day, how did you know I was back?"

The newcomers were none other than the entire Royal Fighting Team.

After several days of arduous training, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling had lost some weight. They looked at Li Zhexian with delight on their pretty faces.

Yu Tianheng curled his lip.

"The fact that you are Jianjiu is known throughout the entire Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

“Some of our students saw you enter the city, and we came here as soon as we heard the news.”

"Sword Wine, do you even consider us brothers? You came back without even letting us know?"

Yu Feng, Aos Luo, and the Shi brothers joined in the commotion with resentment.

"That's it!"

"Do you even consider us brothers?!"

"That's enough."

Looking at Li Zhexian's handsome face, now slightly darker, Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of heartache, and she frowned, saying:
"Your immortal brother has just returned; shouldn't you let him rest properly?"

A radiant light flowed in Ye Lingling's palm as a pure white nine-hearted begonia blossomed.

A healing light shone upon Li Zhexian.

The number one healing-type martial soul on the continent was only meant to relieve his slight fatigue.

Ye Lingling, controlling her martial spirit, echoed:

“Li Zhexian must have been traveling day and night to return; do not disturb his rest.”

The two women so tacitly protected Li Zhexian.

The five people, including Yu Tianheng, were completely dumbfounded. No!

What happened to our shared hatred of the enemy that we agreed on on the way here?

That's a damn fast change of wind!
Having his weariness dispelled by the "luxurious" treatment from the Nine-Heart Begonia, Li Zhexian felt refreshed and invigorated.

He stood up and laughed:
"Well, since we're already here, it would be unfair to say I'm not being hospitable."

"Let's go! Same as always, let's head to Shanxiangfang!"

Yu Tianheng and the other four smiled.

"Hey, that's more like it!"

"But we're not going to Shanxiangfang today!"

Saying this.

The storage soul guides of Yu Tianheng and the other four people simultaneously lit up faintly.

On the sandalwood table, dishes began to appear one after another, and several jars of fine wine were lined up in an array.

Yu Tianheng and his four companions each grabbed a jar of wine and, laughing loudly, handed it to Li Zhexian.

"Come on! Let's welcome our idol, Jianjiu, back with a feast!"

"Welcome back to Tiandou City, Sword Wine!"

Li Zhexian also generously picked up a jar and clinked it heavily with the five of them.

"We won't leave until we're drunk tonight!"

The night breeze was refreshing, and the fragrance of plum blossoms wafted through the air.

The six men clinked glasses, chatting and laughing.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling occasionally chimed in with a few words.

In the midst of the revelry, Yu Feng suddenly asked curiously:

"Idol, did you gain anything from your trip to the Wind Sword Sect?"

All eyes were on Li Zhexian.

Li Bai picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and swallowed it with his wine.

"not bad."

Yu Tianheng sighed.

If you say "good", then your wish must have come true.

"Actually, we feel that we have made considerable progress these days."

"Alas, if it weren't for the fact that your sword is so intimidating that sparring inevitably results in bloodshed, I would really like to experience your skills again."

The more he talked, the more he realized his skills were inferior to others, so Yu Tianheng simply put aside his distracting thoughts and raised the altar to shout.

"Drink! Drink! Why think about anything else!"

Several more rounds passed.

Yu Tianheng and his four companions, their steps unsteady, helped each other as they bid farewell and departed.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling helped Li Zhexian clean up the messy courtyard.

At the time of parting.

A rare hint of embarrassment appeared on Ye Lingling's usually aloof face. She twisted the hem of her clothes with her fingers and whispered:

"Li Zhexian..."

"My mother has invited you to her home for a chat..."

"He said it was to apologize for what happened last time..."

Li Zhexian tossed a ripe plum from his own garden into his mouth.

Hearing this, he paused slightly.

"Go back and tell Patriarch Ye."

"I don't mind, so there's no need for an apology."

He did not hold a grudge about the day he tested his strength.

However, the Ye family head's almost obsessive family burden weighed heavily on Ye Lingling's shoulders, making her dislike his methods.

Ye Lingling pursed her lips, her eyes reddening as she thought of her mother's repeated admonitions in recent days.

"Li Zhexian...you...you'll go just once...please..."

"I promise... that will never happen again..."

The girl, who was usually so aloof and gentle, looked so pitiful.

Li Zhexian sighed, feeling a headache coming on.

"Fine, then let's do it tomorrow night."

Ye Lingling stopped crying and started laughing, her eyes crinkling into crescents.

"Hehe, thank you, Li Zhexian!"

Dugu Yan, who was standing to the side, also spoke up at the opportune moment:
"My dear immortal brother, you can't show favoritism!"

"You must come to our house in the next couple of days, Grandpa has been missing you!"

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling left Li Zhexian's courtyard.

After walking a little further away...

Ye Lingling suddenly leaned close to Dugu Yan's ear.

"Yanyan, didn't you say last time..."

"When Li Zhexian returns, we must give it a try..."

"Why are you chickening out?"

Dugu Yan was stunned at first.

She immediately realized what Ye Lingling was referring to, and a blush rose to her charming face.

"You little rascal!"

"You don't care about other things, but you remember this clearly!"

She made a gesture as if to hit him in embarrassment and anger.

"Begging for a beating!"

The two girls chased each other, laughing and joking.

They gradually disappeared from Li Zhexian's sight.

Li Zhexian shook his head and chuckled, then turned and went back into the house.

The sky was already quite dark.

I can only see Xue Qinghe again tomorrow.

Thinking of Qian Renxue who had been with him for the past ten days.

Li Zhexian couldn't help but want to laugh.

Ah……

I wonder if his good brother has anything to say to me.

(End of this chapter)