[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi":3,"chapter-douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-147":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Douluo: The Exiled Immortal Descends, Sword and Wine Slay the Gods",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1550512,2014,"Chapter 147 - 147 – Bibi Dong’s Means, Li Zhexian: Dai Mubai, You Were Never Worth My Eyes","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-147",147,"\u003Cp>\"Li Zhexian pays his respects to Your Holiness, the Pope.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his tone was flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his expression there was not the slightest trace of awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he still held the struggling Dai Mubai by the scruff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such posture was plainly a sign of contempt toward the Supreme Pontiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Heaven Dou Imperial team's preparation area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Zhexian instantly defeat Dai Mubai, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling and the others first showed delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then their faces changed at his blatant disrespect toward the Pope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Baoshan's worry deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Spirit Hall sent people to ambush him; Zhexian's resentment is understandable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But… that is the Pope…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lingling's brows knit. \"Compared to the Pope sending a Titled Douluo to ambush without cause, Zhexian has already been very restrained.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dugu Yan's words were even more intense. \"Because she holds supreme authority, she may kill at will?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Should he have smiled politely and offered his throat for the blade? Brother Zhexian did nothing wrong!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Tianheng, Yu Feng, and the others all felt the same way and nodded angrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Bai Baoshan's face twisted and re-twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over these youthful, impassioned faces, before at last turning into a weary sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once upon a time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he too had acted on a single breath of youthful righteousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But time passed, and reality slapped him one blow after another,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>long ago snuffing out that youthful ardor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How great it is to be young,\" Bai Baoshan prayed silently in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I only hope the Pope will be lenient and not create more trouble.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Shrek preparation area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Dai Mubai hung like a plucked chick by Li Zhexian, Yu Xiaogang sighed helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gap in strength was a chasm—no tactics could bridge it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiao San, the rest will be on you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xiaogang turned to Tang San and said seriously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But remember—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Team battle is the true battlefield.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If things are impossible, I give you permission to forfeit and preserve your strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang San looked at Li Zhexian on the stage and slowly nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would not lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least not to Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Rongrong bit her lip, watching Li Zhexian's figure with a complex knot of joy and worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... so powerful...\" Xiao Wu couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Zhuqing's face showed a trace of pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course!\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even as she said it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet her slender hand tightened imperceptibly; worry could not be erased from her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She should have foreseen it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Li Zhexian's temperament, Spirit Hall's ambush would never go unanswered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noise rippled through the stands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first scattered mutterings, then swelling into a tide of accusations against Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rare voices raised in his defense were drowned out in the uproar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arrogant! To show such disrespect to the Supreme Pontiff!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young and reckless is one thing, but know the occasion—do you know whom you face?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does Li Zhexian truly think no one can restrain him? He hasn't even met Tang San with his Twin Martial Souls, nor Spirit Hall's golden generation!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ridiculous! Accusing the Pope of dispatching a Titled Douluo to ambush Li Zhexian? Does he even deserve such a response?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If the Pope truly wanted him dead, a single decree and he'd be cut down!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiaotian asked Huo Wushuang, \"Remember the one who said to behead Zhexian?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Wushuang nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After the match—take care of him,\" Feng Xiaotian said lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their words were casual, but their looks toward the stage were grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That lone white-robed figure, standing before the Pope, unbent and unabashed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in their eyes mixed gravity, worry, and a measure of admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone murmured under their breath:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So this… is Li Zhexian.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the stage—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian raised his head, his gaze like a sword stabbing toward the high-seated Bibi Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his lips carried a faint smile, in the depths of his eyes cold light surged, sharp and merciless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still young, still not yet strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew well that in many people's eyes, what he did now was no more than an ant shaking a tree—a laughingstock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not move the towering mountain in the slightest, nor harm the one who wished for his death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even ants should show their stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Presumptuous, Li Zhexian! Bow your head!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan stepped forward, red hair blazing like fire, pointing and shouting furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of all Spirit Masters under heaven, eight or nine out of ten owe their blessings to Spirit Hall—how dare you be so insolent?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yue and Hu Liena's faces too were dark as water. \"Li Zhexian, you're far too arrogant…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the brink of eruption—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pope's scepter in Bibi Dong's hand tapped lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A profound, unfathomable pressure rippled outward like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant it smoothed the uproar of the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence reigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gazes fixed on Bibi Dong held only deeper awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Zhexian?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was calm, ethereal, echoing like a celestial tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Truly—heroes are born young.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, countless eyes turned upon Li Zhexian with even more anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bibi Dong's voice rose again, carrying the grandeur of one who overlooks all beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From you all, this seat sees the flourishing vitality of the continent. I look forward to witnessing the full measure of your talent and strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her scepter lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three dazzling lights floated from its tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suspended in midair—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were Three Spirit Bones: a skull white as jade, a left leg bone infused with the breath of wind, a right arm bone brimming with surging power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arena erupted into an uproar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greed, desire, awe—every gaze fixed upon the Spirit Bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To the final victor shall this great reward be given.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bibi Dong's resounding voice declared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Continue the matches.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her words, the bones flashed and vanished before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone's minds were forcibly pulled back to the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian withdrew his gaze indifferently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bibi Dong was able to sit on the Pope's throne, perhaps with the credit of the elders' support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the reason she has sat securely until now is because of her own strength and iron-blooded methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a few short words—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had dissolved a deadly conflict into nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in doing so, highlighted the Pope's magnanimity and benevolence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such methods… truly terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li… Li Zhexian… release me…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dai Mubai's face was purple-red as he struggled, clawing uselessly at the iron grip on his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dai Mubai. You were never worth my eyes.\" Li Zhexian's voice was cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rules forbade killing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his arm, Dai Mubai was hurled like a ragged sack from the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crashed heavily to the ground, rolling more than ten meters before stopping in disgrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mu Bai! \u002F Boss Dai!\" Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Oscar rushed forward to support him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dai Mubai staggered to his feet, head hanging low, his body trembling from the extremity of humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'You were never worth my eyes'—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That scornful phrase cut deeper than any blade, shattering all his pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath came ragged, his evil eyes bloodshot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scorching gazes of thousands stabbed into him, leaving him faint with shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the stage—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's white robes fluttered without wind. His indifferent voice resounded across the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1217,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.445Z",1,"novelbin.me","7e6a4c1a38f4ba0d1e57e508cd770f0a50082a0dfcd17be469d616c14f92f6f1","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-148","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-146",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]