[{"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-168":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},1550621,2014,"Chapter 168 - 168 – A Lifetime of Heart’s Blood, All Poured Into The Yearning Heartbroken Red","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-168",168,"\u003Cp>The valley was deathly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the faint sobbing of the wind threading through the trees remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stared at the immortal herb in Zhu Zhuqing's hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clutched tight in her pale, slender fingers…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson petals blazed as if congealed from blood shed straight from the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yearning Heartbroken Red?!\" Dugu Bo's aged eyes burst with sharp light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the scrolls young friend Zhexian gifted me, he mentioned this Yearning Heartbroken Red!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Its effect—reviving the dead, regrowing flesh on bones!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is one of the supreme immortal herbs in existence!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the air was quickened with hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dugu Bo's voice turned dry and harsh:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This Yearning Heartbroken Red is nourished by your heart's blood. In all its life, it only recognizes one master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once separated from you, its medicinal power cannot be released, and no one else can use it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each word struck like an icicle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extinguishing the fragile spark that had just been lit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere, a muffled sob broke the silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Zhu Zhuqing smiled faintly, her gaze fixed with a dreamy daze on the boy lying broken like shattered porcelain. She murmured as though in a dream:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as it works… that's enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plucked a single petal from the Yearning Heartbroken Red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Placed it between her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And under the bewildered, shaken stares of all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Zhuqing leaned down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lips that bore the petal pressed against Li Zhexian's cracked lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You promised to kiss me when we met again…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn't think it would take this long…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears splashed on Li Zhexian's ashen face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled groan squeezed from her throat as warm blood welled up, soaking into the petal and flowing into Li Zhexian's mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene left everyone utterly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough… cough… Li Zhexian…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I first met you in Star Dou Forest… I called you a lecher…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thread of bright scarlet trickled from the corner of Zhu Zhuqing's lips, yet her pale face still wore a faint smile. Her gaze blurred, lost in memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a second petal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lowered her lips again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another mouthful of heart blood, wrapped around the petal, was pressed into Li Zhexian's mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I still don't know why… I agreed to help you lure away those Spirit Beasts…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe it was that line of yours—'If I hear the Dao in the morning, I can die content by night'… That wine you poured into a bamboo tube… was the best I've ever had in my life…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was I… the first to drink from your Wine Martial Soul?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The valley was deathly quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Zhu Zhuqing's broken, gentle whispers echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone trembled as they watched her. With each drop of heart's blood, Zhu Zhuqing's lustrous hair dulled, withering like autumn grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That day…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wore the purple dress you liked, and went to see you…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath hitched, her bloodstained lips curved in a fragile smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When you saw me… your eyes lit up… I loved that look…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough… cough, cough…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew how many petals she had given.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her frail body convulsed with coughs, blood staining Li Zhexian's lips and soaking her own garments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That night… in Heaven Dou City, walking under the lanterns…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The spirit cat lantern you bought me… I've kept it all this time…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Zhuqing half-collapsed on Li Zhexian's chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her trembling lips, with immense effort, placed another petal at her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That night… Li Zhexian…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips brushed his again, tears mingling with her heart blood and the Yearning Heartbroken Red, flowing into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've been waiting… for you to hold me…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why won't you… hold me…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you really want a girl… to be the one to take the first step…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the valley—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dam of grief finally burst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lingling collapsed weeping into Dugu Yan's sobbing embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Tianheng, Feng Xiaotian and the others stared with bloodshot eyes, nails digging deep into their palms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Wu, always silent till now, gazed blankly at Zhu Zhuqing and Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er's eyes blurred with tears, their breathing ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Rongrong bit her lip until blood ran, unaware of the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jealousy and estrangement she once held toward Zhu Zhuqing dissolved into nothing before this sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared with Zhu Zhuqing's sacrifice—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her own awakening, her own feelings… felt cheap, unworthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue's golden eyes overflowed with tears, swallowed by grief and an emotion even fiercer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dugu Bo, Feng Bailong, and Yu Yuanzhen all frowned in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sword Douluo Chen Xin tilted his head slightly upward, closing his sharp eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the sound of the Heaven Dou City Spirit Master's brush scratching against rough paper broke the silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lifetime's heart's blood, how many drops could there be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All poured into the Yearning Heartbroken Red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Zhuqing's hair, withered like autumn grass, spilled across Li Zhexian's chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart's blood was exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face had turned so pale it was nearly transparent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even her lips bore the dull color of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Summoning the last shred of her strength, she plucked the final petal of the Yearning Heartbroken Red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Zhuqing could not even hold it in her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She merely pressed the blood-stained petal against Li Zhexian's lips with trembling fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fading gaze found Qian Renxue's tear-stained face, and with extreme effort, she forced out a fragile smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke no words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last spark of light in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silently, she collapsed, her forehead resting gently against Li Zhexian's chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhuqing—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heart-rending cry finally tore through the deathly stillness of the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dugu Bo darted forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gleaming green pill shot into Zhu Zhuqing's mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alas…\" His aged face was bleak, and he could only shake his head with a sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heart's blood was a person's very essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where in the world could there be a second Yearning Heartbroken Red to save her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lingling, heedless of her own exhaustion, drove her Nine-Hearted Begonia to release healing light over Zhu Zhuqing's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid this chaos and sorrow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Li Zhexian's cracked and broken body radiated a gentle red glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like parched earth meeting blessed rain—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His withered flesh miraculously regained vitality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shattered organs and severed meridians, guided by Zhu Zhuqing's heart's blood and longing, were reborn as if by divine miracle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone watched, torn between grief and joy, as Li Zhexian's life force surged back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until at last, his tightly shut eyes suddenly opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhexian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cries of excitement rang out, unable to be contained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Zhexian paid them no mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze darted in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when his eyes found Zhu Zhuqing beside him—her hair lifeless, her breath faint as gossamer—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if lightning had struck him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those closest to Li Zhexian had never seen him so undone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even when he fought Bibi Dong to mutual destruction, unleashing his final sword, had he shown such grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's lips trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The taste of blood still lingered in his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his mouth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A choking sob rising faintly in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ache in everyone's hearts deepened, and they wanted to console him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then they saw a sudden light of hope ignite in Li Zhexian's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes… yes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There must be a way to save Zhuqing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring their bewildered stares, Li Zhexian sat cross-legged, closing his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within his consciousness, darkness stretched endless as an abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spark of light burst forth, spreading like wildfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of spirit-wine gourds appeared, glowing with radiant mist, tumbling like a river of stars, like meteors reversing their fall, circling him in a dazzling dance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight painted his inner world in surreal beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Zhexian had no time to marvel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ordinary spirit wines… only borrow the essence of grass and wood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But the brews of the Brewing Records… can detoxify, temper the body, lighten the body!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So then…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the Brewing Records, there must be an immortal brew that can mend the heart and restore life!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1342,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.445Z",1,"novelbin.me","1446fa6e9143d4ee40698d41904d8e2bde9dca0894d0fb91e337421687c46926","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-169","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-388",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]