[{"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-195":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},1550660,2014,"Chapter 195 - 195 — Qian Renxue and Li Zhexian Reunite: Li Zhexian, I’ve Finally Found You Again","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-195",195,"\u003Cp>Ever since Li Zhexian achieved more than thirty consecutive victories,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the name Blood Slaughter Sword had spread through the entire Slaughter City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From then on, whenever he wished to enter the arena,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he often had to wait several days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He heard word that the seed contender for \"Hundred-Victory King\" of the Northern District\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was set to appear in a match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With nothing else occupying him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he set off toward the north.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The northern arena differed little from the southern one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the gate,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>shadows crawled with lurking fugitives, waiting to ambush survivors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Zhexian hadn't come to kill this time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he only wanted to see what sort of power this \"northern champion\" possessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he tossed out dozens of cups of Bloody Mary as the entry fee—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for the first time, choosing to watch a match instead of fighting in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feeling was strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness pressed in from all directions,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so thick he couldn't tell if anyone else was nearby—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet he could sense countless faint auras stirring all around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that pitch-black void,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only the distant arena glowed faintly with a dim yellow light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So this is what it feels like to watch a match…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian fixed his gaze on the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of that yellow glow,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ten silhouettes slowly emerged from the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his chest warmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching into his robes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he pulled out a small object—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a pure white, luminous feather as soft as light itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Angel's Sacred Feather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's heart skipped a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched the feather tightly in his palm, his sharp gaze snapping back toward the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that exact moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the darkness ebbed away like a receding tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blinding streak of gold seized every gaze in the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the stage, the moment Qian Renxue appeared, her brilliant golden eyes fluctuated violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She anxiously scanned the faces of the other nine people on the stage—grotesque, twisted, terrifying... but none were the face that haunted her dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, she quickly looked toward the audience area. Her gaze penetrated the viscous darkness and settled on a certain spot among the spectators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li… Li Zhexian…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that… you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart surged uncontrollably,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so much that she didn't even notice the nine opponents closing in on her from all sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As one of the \"Hundred-Victory King\" seeds of the North District,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue, like Li Zhexian, always drew the immediate aggression of every fighter present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the audience area,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian saw her staring straight into the shadows where he sat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so focused on him she was oblivious to the danger surrounding her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qian—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to call out—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but she couldn't hear him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as nine vicious attacks were about to fall upon her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—! Boom—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A torrent of radiant, blood-tinged light-element Spirit Power\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>burst violently from Qian Renxue's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shockwave hurled her attackers\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>more than ten meters away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden hair streamed in the air,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her beauty edged with lethal majesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy flames surged skyward,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a sword of light took form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the stage, her Angel Wings spread wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feathers of light crisscrossed like bolts of bright lightning tearing through the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A series of agonizing screams rang out. In just a few breaths, nine broken corpses lay scattered around the exquisitely solitary figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>nine broken bodies lay strewn\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>around that solitary, radiant figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't even stop to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden eyes, filled with feverish urgency,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>searched once more toward the darkened audience area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then her body turned into a streak of light—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and shot out of the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For several long seconds,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the audience area were utterly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion of shocked voices\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>erupted like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What terrifying power!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That Spirit Power pressure—she must already be a Spirit Douluo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"An Angel Martial Soul?! She's— she must be of the Qian Clan!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How could someone of such noble lineage\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>enter this filthiest of places—the Slaughter City itself?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of all the 'undred-Victory King' contenders across the four districts,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>this Angel Martial Soul ranks among the absolute peak!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'd wager the Blood Slaughter Sword is still fiercer!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Angel versus Blood Slaughter Sword—who would win?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue burst through the gates of the Slaughter Arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the dim, oppressive sky—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her figure, radiant and divine,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>became the single gleam of light\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in a world of gray and shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet that heavenly beauty—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the lurking hunters outside the arena,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was terror incarnate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their once-greedy, twisted faces\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were instantly overtaken by horror;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they scattered like beasts before fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These scavengers had not expected\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the first victor to emerge from the arena\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to be her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the goddess of death herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what terrified them even more\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was the look of urgency on the so-called Angel's face—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>something none of them had ever seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Angel\" of the North District,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>known for her decisive cruelty and radiant, merciless light—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when had anyone ever seen her lose composure like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue paid them no attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic flickered in her golden eyes as she searched frantically around,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her bright golden hair gleaming with light in the dim air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where… where is he?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The joy that had blossomed across her flawless face\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>slowly faded, stiffened,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and finally froze into quiet despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brilliance in her golden eyes dimmed bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was it… just my imagination?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I clearly…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She murmured to herself, dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes suddenly lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spun around sharply—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and there, stepping out from the shadows of the arena,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was a young man in black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His features were different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bearing was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the instant her gaze met his—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a shiver ran through her soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That familiar, ineffable heartbeat,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that whisper of recognition—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it filled her, beyond all doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without the Angel Feather,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>no matter how he changed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she would always recognize him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>at a single glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips trembled;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the word barely formed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the youth's figure flickered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and he turned,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>rushing swiftly southward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue's heart clenched tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a thought,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her wings flared open behind her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shot forward,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a streak of gold chasing through the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden chase left every onlooker inside and outside the Killing Fields stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That black-clad youth—he's the Blood Slaughter Sword from the south?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Northern and Southern seeds—facing off?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This will shake the entire Slaughter City!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you even need to ask who's stronger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look at the Blood Slaughter Sword—he's running!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course the Angel's stronger!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news spread like wildfire—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Angel hunts the Bloodslaughter Sword!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire inner city roared with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's figure moved like the wind;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>within a few leaps,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he'd already crossed from the north to the south.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue's golden wings beat furiously,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her Spirit Power unleashed in full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her speed\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>surpassed even his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two years apart!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you run at the sight of me?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have questions for you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice shook with both anger and hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the black-clad youth slip into a courtyard,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she didn't hesitate for even a heartbeat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and rushed in after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she stepped into the courtyard,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her heart was filled with grievance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ready to demand why he fled from her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but the moment she crossed the threshold,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her steps faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Purple moonlight spilled like silk across the silent courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single withered tree stood there,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its branches gnarled and bare—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so unlike the lush plum tree in the Heaven Dou garden of her memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath it stood the young man in black,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his back turned,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his figure half-melted into the endless night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue's eyes trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her gaze,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the dark ink of his robe began to fade—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like watercolor washed by a spring stream—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the black melting away in soft wisps,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>until what remained was snow-white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few moments,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the youth before her was clad in white as pure as fresh snow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>just as he had been two years ago,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the image she had clung to in her heart ever since.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips trembled;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the name caught halfway in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man turned at her voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the moonlight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his handsome face became clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought it over…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was quiet,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>carrying a touch of gentle warmth she hadn't heard in so long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To meet you again,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought I should at least wear my true face.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those words shattered the dam Qian Renxue had been holding inside her heart for two long years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the longing, the hurt, the ache—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>burst forth like a flood she could no longer contain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Zhexian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cry pierced the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No longer caring about pride or restraint,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue threw herself into the arms of the white-clad youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've… finally found you again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1475,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.445Z",1,"novelbin.me","9920ce200fbed013c827b9b1ca445d42a681cef20532ea8fecffca56840e0e67","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-196","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-194",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]