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

Chapter 86: The Obsessive Mother Ye's Relationship Breaks Down Again; Li Zhexian Awaits the Return of an Old Friend

"My celestial brother, you...you're amazing..."

Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan snapped out of their daze and ran excitedly to Li Zhexian.

A sword cultivator's physical body crushed a direct descendant of a clan!
This is absolutely outrageous!
At this moment, Yu Tianheng, Yu Feng, Aosi Luo, and the Shi brothers squeezed to the front of the crowd.

When I saw Li Zhexian stepping on Tailong.

The five people were initially taken aback.

He immediately ran over.

"Sword Wine, what's wrong?!"

Li Zhexian lifted his foot, looked at Tailong struggling to get up, and laughed:

"fine."

"He wants to test his strength against me."

Yu Tianheng and the other four gave Li Zhexian a thumbs-up in unison.

"Sword Wine is awesome!"

Sword Wine didn't even draw his sword; he simply overwhelmed Talon with his bare body!

So strong he has no friends!
"Sword Wine, this is the Royal Fighting Academy. If anyone wants to spar with you, we brothers will protect you."

As Yu Tianheng spoke, he gave Yu Feng and the other three a wink.

The four of them immediately stepped forward, laughing and joking.

They lifted the bewildered Tyrone and headed towards a secluded corner.

"You think you can outmuscle us brothers?"

"Come on, let's have another go at it!"

Li Zhexian smiled and waved to Yu Tianheng.

"Thanks."

This scene.

They look just like the bad students who used to form gangs at the school gate in their past lives.

Li Zhexian whistled softly.

He ignored the admiring glances coming from all around him.

He left the Royal Battle Academy with Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan.

He parted ways with Dugu Yan at a fork in the road.

Li Zhexian and Ye Lingling headed straight for the Ye residence.

The girl had been quite lively at the academy just moments before.

however.

The moment he stepped across the towering threshold of the Ye residence, his demeanor changed.

Aloofness and dignity, like invisible shackles, once again enveloped her completely.

Li Zhexian couldn't help but frown.

Ye Lingling has become the person her mother hoped she would be.

But there was not a trace of her own vitality to be seen.

It was still the same familiar winding corridor.

Li Zhexian followed Ye Lingling to a very high-class reception room.

The ground is paved with blue bricks, so shiny they reflect light like a mirror.

Four vermilion-lacquered pillars support the carved beams and painted rafters.

The entire east wall is covered with a painting of crabapple blossoms, half-hidden behind a verdant bamboo curtain, adding a touch of elegance and tranquility to the hall.

They saw Li Zhexian enter the hall.

Wearing a long purple gauze dress with pink and white begonia flowers printed on the hem, Ye's mother quickly stood up.

"The celestial being has arrived, please have a seat."

Her voice was gentle.

With just the right amount of warmth.

Faced with the Ye family head's solicitousness, Li Zhexian remained calm and took his seat as instructed.

Exquisite dishes were quickly laid out on the table.

Li Zhexian's gaze fell on Ye Lingling.

She only picked up the plate of vegetarian food in front of her, her blue satin sleeves tightly covering her wrists, her movements as precise as a pre-programmed routine.

That rigid, dignified air made him almost seem inhuman.

Li Zhexian's brows furrowed even deeper.

When Ye Lingling ate noodles with him, she already knew how to choose what she liked.

But those deep-seated shackles will never be broken as long as the Ye family remains the root of this problem.

Li Zhexian felt helpless.

Because he had no right to comment on how Ye's mother raised her daughter.

"Young Master, is the dish not to your liking? I will order the servants to make it again immediately."

Mother Ye noticed the displeasure in Li Zhexian's expression.

Li Zhexian put down his jade chopsticks.

"No need."

He looked up and stared directly at Ye's mother.

"If the head of the family has something to say, please speak frankly."

Mother Ye was stunned by Li Zhexian's directness.

She frowned slightly, unable to figure out what she had done to displease him.

He pondered for a moment.

Mother Ye gracefully rolled up her sleeves and used serving chopsticks to place a dish of food on Li Zhexian's plate.

"I heard that Ning Fengzhi will arrive in Tiandou City tomorrow."

She spoke slowly, observing Li Zhexian's reaction.

"Why don't you stay at my Ye residence for a while, young master?"

"How did Patriarch Ye know about my affair with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Li Zhexian's tone was slightly cold. "Could it be that you're investigating me?"

Ye's mother remained expressionless.

A pair of pale purple eyes met his gaze calmly.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will have a chance of winning."

"Is it strange that my Ye family is paying attention to the movements of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

“Young Master, if Ning Fengzhi were to pay you a visit, your meeting would inevitably be awkward.”

"Why don't you stay at the Ye family's place for the time being, with Lingling by your side?"

Mother Ye hesitated for a moment, then continued:

"The current successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School may not be as good as my Lingling."

"What I said last time still stands. As long as the Immortal Prince is willing, you and Lingling can be married..."

"The Ye family head is still the same as he was that day."

Before Ye's mother could finish speaking...

Li Zhexian calmly rose to his feet.

The head of the Ye family has become excessively obsessed with his long-cherished wish that "the Nine-Heart Begonia will overwhelm the Seven-Treasure Glazed Pagoda".

He turned around with a flick of his sleeve, and when he reached the threshold, he paused slightly, his voice carrying into the hall.

"Ye Lingling, you don't need to feel awkward. You and I are still good friends."

"Just don't invite me here again in the future."

Ye Lingling's tense face relaxed slightly.

She glanced at her mother's dazed face, her azure eyes dimming and drooping.

Ye's mother stood there, stunned.

After a long while, he let out a mournful sigh.

She gazed at a crabapple blossom that had fallen onto the flower wall to the east, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Is the Ye family... truly hopeless about the position of the top assistant?"

Ye's mother's murmurs were filled with exhaustion and resentment.

Ye Lingling clenched her slender hand inside her sleeve.

The suffocating oppression at home.

It made her miss the time she spent eating noodles with Li Zhexian at the noodle stall.

"Mother, I'm going to find Li Zhexian."

As long as it concerns Li Zhexian.

A strict mother never stopped him.

Sure enough, Ye's mother closed her eyes and waved her hand weakly.

Ye Lingling lifted her skirt and quickly chased after him.

Noodle stall.

He looked at the pretty young girl who ran up to him, panting.

Li Zhexian cracked sunflower seeds in his mouth and gestured with his chin toward the noodle shop owner.

"I ordered your noodles."

Ye Lingling was stunned at first.

Immediately, a bright smile bloomed on that cool and delicate little face.

Two bowls of noodles were served quickly.

Ye Lingling buried her face in the rising steam and ate her noodles in small bites.

"how?"

The boy's voice, tinged with laughter, rang out.

"It's more to my liking than the delicacies you have at home, isn't it?"

Ye Lingling first nodded slightly, then nodded more forcefully.

She kept her eyes lowered, listening to Li Zhexian slurping noodles, and occasionally cheering for the exciting passages told by the storyteller in the tavern across the street.

"Li Zhexian..."

A muffled sound came from the bowl of noodles.

"Ok?"

Li Zhexian looked at Ye Lingling.

The girl bit her lip with her pearly teeth.

"My mother...is she very, very bad...?"

"Of course not..."

Before Li Zhexian could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Lingling's tearful voice:
"But...but I feel so sorry for her...what should I do..."

Crystalline tears slid down and dripped into the noodle soup.

last of the last.

Even Li Zhexian couldn't tell Ye Lingling what to do.

He didn't know the answer either.

The dedication and unwavering commitment of generations of the Ye family have forged the name "Heaven-Jealous Martial Soul".

But Ye's mother was obsessed with making the "first assistant" begonia bloom on this destiny.

This knot is difficult to untie.

They escorted Ye Lingling back to the gate of the Ye residence.

Li Zhexian returned to his small courtyard alone.

The next day, he got up very early and carefully cleaned the house inside and out.

Wipe the stone steps.

Organize miscellaneous items.

Tea and a chessboard are placed on the sandalwood table.

It's as if they knew guests were coming today...

(End of this chapter)