[{"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-197":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},1550662,2014,"Chapter 197 - 197 — Qian Renxue vs. Li Zhexian: Li Zhexian Sets a Killing Trap","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-197",197,"\u003Cp>Before Li Zhexian could even ask what was wrong,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue frowned slightly and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now the entire inner city of the Slaughter City is spreading rumors…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That the Blood Angel and the Blood Slaughter Sword are mortal enemies —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that the moment they meet, they'll fight to the death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian raised a brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You did chase me all the way from the North District to the South.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kind of commotion was bound to draw attention.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue gave a soft snort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For them to say she and Li Zhexian were enemies—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the words themselves were unbearable to her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it was idle gossip from people who knew nothing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she still found it impossible to ignore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Zhexian,\" she said. \"Why don't we join forces—make it clear to everyone, in public—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Slaughter City runs deep and dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There are even Spirit Douluo-level masters hiding here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If two 'Hundred-Win Kings' seeds were to openly ally,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>we'd instantly become everyone's target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though we fear none…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice trailed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped mid-sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's gaze suddenly landed on the vessel in front of him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the one filled with murky, blood-red liquor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of inspiration blazed through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed to have just realized a way to speed up the brewing of the Forgetful River Blood Resentment Fragrance—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and to sharpen the sixth form of the Qinglian Sword Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xue'er…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue was still mulling over his earlier words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two of the most formidable seeds joining hands\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>would indeed shatter the delicate balance of the arena\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and provoke everyone's fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when she heard him call her \"Xue'er\" again,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a tingling sweetness coursed through her heart,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her cheeks flushing softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes… what is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need a few materials,\" he said quietly, \"for brewing and sword training. I've thought of a method—and I'll need your help.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Qian Renxue said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night wind carried away Li Zhexian's low whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the few words that reached Qian Renxue's ears made her golden eyes widen—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>until her flawless, divine face was filled with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with hercurrent Spirit Douluo cultivation, coupled with the Killing Intent cultivated from her own thirty consecutive victories, she still found Li Zhexian's plan too bloody and too dangerous!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when she met the edge in his eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that fierce, unyielding gleam—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the words at her lips\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>died unspoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew his nature well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Li Zhexian had decided,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>no one could sway him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any warning or plea\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>would only be wasted breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let sin pile higher,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>let the slaughter deepen—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>this was the Slaughter City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, who was innocent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And besides—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even if it were true hell,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she would still walk into it by his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the light of an angel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>could be dyed in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue looked at him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and gave a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well. We'll do as you say.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time flowed like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, a month passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rumors that had run wild a month ago—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that the two \"Hundred Win Kings\" seeds,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Angel and the Blood Slaughter Sword,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had some old grudge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>gradually quieted down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fugitives of the Slaughter City\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ultimately didn't believe\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that two monsters who stood on the threshold of Hell Road\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>would risk mutual destruction\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>while surrounded by so many waiting wolves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until this day—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Slaughter Sword appeared once more\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>on the Slaughter Arena's match list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, the battles raged—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>blood and flesh flying everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the arena,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>dozens of vicious gazes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wolfish, hungry—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were fixed upon its gates,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>killing intent simmering beneath the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was more than one Slaughter Arena!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of matches were often held simultaneously!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't dare provoke the Blood Slaughter Sword directly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but there were plenty of other prey to hunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>what if?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if, by chance, the Blood Slaughter Sword faced a true opponent this time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>won, but left grievously wounded?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be a gift from the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strong man's blood brewed into a Bloody Mary—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>now that was the finest vintage!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single cup drawn from a Hundred Win King\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was worth a thousand of ordinary stock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As those crazed fugitives plotted their bloody fortune,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a sudden gust of wind descended upon them,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>carrying with it a pressure wrapped in Holy Light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd staggered backward,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>faces twisting in alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they looked up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>beneath the purple moonlight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a figure wrapped in Holy Light\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>descended,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>unfurling wings of an angel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>spanning ten feet wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the Holy Light of those wings,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>tainted by too much blood,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>carried a faint crimson gleam—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>radiating a terrifying, almost demonic pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes widened\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as that shining figure\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>landed before the gates of the Slaughter Arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every hidden assassin and lurking killer\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>fell back in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Angel from the North District?! Why is she here in the South?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's a Blood Slaughter Sword match today!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could the rumors be true—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>does she really bear a mortal grudge against him?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of hatred drives one to fight here,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in the very Slaughter City itself?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That woman's killing intent rivals his own!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back off! Stay far away—watch from a distance if you value your life!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Liena frowned deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze fixed upon that stunning face—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>cold as frost,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wrapped in killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It really is her…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With her status,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>why would she come to the Slaughter City?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could she, like me, be here to temper herself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But why would she be enemies with the Blood Slaughter Sword?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Qian Renxue had returned to the Spirit Hall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>or rather, the Worship Hall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Liena had learned of her existence:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the peerless prodigy who bore the Angel Martial Soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Liena, as the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and disciple of Pope Bibi Dong,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had always felt\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a subtle rivalry between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she knew full well—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>with Qian Renxue's lineage and her ties to the Worship Hall,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>there was simply no comparing herself to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The situation grows ever more tangled…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the shadows,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang San stepped forward,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his voice low beneath his hood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You truly refuse to join hands with me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Liena didn't even glance at him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her gaze still fixed on the arena gate,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>mind racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If Qian Renxue truly attacks the Blood Slaughter Sword…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>what should I do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of heartbeats passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under countless watching eyes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a figure cloaked in blood\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>stepped slowly from the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Li Zhexian appeared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a surge of immense, Light Spirit Power\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>came crashing down upon him like a raging tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's expression did not change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one motion, his right arm rose like lightning—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and he slashed backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, a blade wrapped in aura of blue-gold sword intent materialized in his grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crimson sword light ripped through the air,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>splitting that torrential Light Spirit Power clean in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the gaze of all, Li Zhexian raised his eyes and looked at the stunning figure who flapped her Angel Wings and hovered three feet above the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you truly think I can't kill you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word had barely left his lips\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>before both figures shot forward like arrows loosed from the string.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian swung his sword in a blinding arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the crimson blade light passed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>blood mist surged like a demonic sea,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>rolling outward in waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue's palms flashed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a Sword of Holy Light condensed in her grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her Spirit Douluo level Spirit Power exploded without reservation. She did not dodge or evade but ferociously slashed back, meeting the crimson sword light head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood light and holy flame collided in midair,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>exploding into a blinding storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two opposing energies—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>one of light, one of blood—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>twisted and tore at each other,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ripping open the ground beneath their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks spread like spiderwebs,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>snaking hundreds of meters outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stone fragments barely had time to rise before they were crushed into dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locked in a clash of swords,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue pressed against each other—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and through the swirling chaos of colliding power,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their eyes met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thousand unspoken emotions crossed that gaze—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the weight of two years' separation,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the edge of two swords that could neither yield nor retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>",1390,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.445Z",1,"novelbin.me","db9f62881ecf4c8a1c2b25a2b6e735d54a3ce03c2341ae58908c335d0b45fc19","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-198","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-196",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]