[{"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-225":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},1550740,2014,"Chapter 225 - 225 – The Honest Brother Feng Xiaotian, Reunion with Feng Bailong","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-225",225,"\u003Cp>The Platinum Bishop Salas and his forty-two Spirit Masters — all slain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the Heaven Dou sub-temple of the Spirit Hall was wiped from existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the dust settled,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian sheathed his Qinglian Sword,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and with a sharp pulse of Spirit Power,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the blood and dirt clinging to his white robe\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>dissolved into mist and drifted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His torn sleeves fluttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if nothing had happened,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he sat back down at the noodle stall table,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>tapped his chopsticks gently against the rim of his bowl, and said—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The noodles are getting cold, everyone—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's keep eating.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Tianheng swallowed hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu's black silk scarf stirred though there was no wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the table, none of Zhexian's friends dared make a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gulp—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that deathly silence,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the sound of someone swallowing echoed painfully loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every gaze was drawn — unwillingly, irresistibly —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to that blood-stained, white-robed youth calmly eating noodles again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Spirit King… had slain a Spirit Douluo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if, as Li Zhexian had said, Salas's vitality was already waning—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still a true Spirit Douluo-level powerhouse!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a feat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only unprecedented, but likely never to be repeated in the entire history of the continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our thanks to Lord Sword Wine for his aid!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard captain clasped his fists and bowed deeply, his voice trembling with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian smiled and returned the gesture politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards immediately split into two teams:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— One dashed back to the palace to report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— The other summoned the Ministry of Works to repair the ruined street,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>fearful of disturbing Lord Sword Wine and his companions' mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the wreckage of the street,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the passersby and onlookers still stood frozen,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>minds trapped in the echo of that cataclysmic battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp crack of the storyteller's gavel on wood\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>snapped the crowd from their trance like thunder from a clear sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Esteemed listeners, calm yourselves, calm yourselves!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storyteller flicked open his folding fan, tapping it twice against the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a deep bow toward the youth in white still seated at the noodle stall, he called out across the square:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What can one say of such a battle?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can it not be called 'unprecedented and unrepeatable'?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This old man dares not speak lightly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but as you have seen with your own eyes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Sword Wine's sword might surpasses even the tales I tell by a full three parts!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a sip of tea—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And put his cup down with a solid thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Worry not, dear listeners. The danger has passed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and a new chapter has already been written.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now then, back to our story—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last we left off…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was a master of his craft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a few sentences,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he dispelled the lingering fear in the crowd,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and with the metallic scent of blood still in the air,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his story now sounded all the more gripping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within moments,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>cheers and applause rose again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Zhexian's table,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the mood gradually eased as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laughter returned,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>chopsticks lifted,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the group resumed eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby food vendors began sending over their own dishes in tribute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian tried to refuse, but their insistence left him no choice but to accept,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paying each one fairly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, the table was filled with an array of snacks and delicacies—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His second feast since leaving Fragrant Pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without wine, the food, paired with the rhythm of the storyteller's voice,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carried a taste of true wanderer's life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the warmth and laughter—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure with a long blade on his back quietly slipped into the far corner of the stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, Brother Xiaotian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Tianheng, Feng Buyu, Huo Wushuang, and Yu Feng all rushed over in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you hiding over here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pfft—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiaotian, halfway through his noodles,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>choked and sprayed them everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I… I just wanted some peace and quiet…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Tianheng and Feng Buyu each grabbed an arm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>lifting him bodily from his seat and dragging him toward Li Zhexian's table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My bowl—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here you go, Brother Xiaotian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Wushuang cheerfully slid the half-finished bowl in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes sparkled with mischief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, they stood, grinning—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving only Li Zhexian and Feng Xiaotian seated side by side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiaotian lowered his head,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>chopsticks moving furiously as he focused on his noodles,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pretending nothing at all was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Xiaotian, eat slowly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian leaned back in his chair, relaxed and at ease,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>while Qian Renxue, standing behind him, gently gathered the loose strands of his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up a clove of garlic between his fingers,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>smiling as he dropped it into Feng Xiaotian's bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here — eat it with this. That's the real flavor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pffft—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, someone couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To see the usually bold and brash Feng Xiaotian looking so flustered —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>this was a first for everyone present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiaotian slammed his chopsticks on the table,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>glaring furiously at Yu Tianheng, Feng Buyu, and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell are you all trying to do?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Tianheng's eyes lit up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes! That's the spirit! You'll need that kind of fire if you're going to challenge Zhexian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiaotian's spark of anger instantly deflated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Tianheng, what are you talking about?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Wushuang frowned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aren't you being unfair to Brother Xiaotian? How could he possibly face Zhexian after what we just saw? He'd be lucky to draw his blade before losing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiaotian clenched his fists, lips parting as if to protest—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough! I can't stand this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu snatched the blade off Feng Xiaotian's back and slammed it down on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Wushuang, what do you mean by that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I, Feng Buyu, cannot agree with such words!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you think Brother Xiaotian is afraid of Zhexian?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Listen well!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Xiaotian is a man of the blade —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>once the knife is drawn, there is no regret! What's there to fear?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu's voice grew louder and louder, his face turning red with passion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiaotian hurriedly stood up and grabbed his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, hey! Buyu, don't do this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu straightened the black scarf that had gone askew in his excitement,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his tone brimming with righteous indignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And who are you all looking down on, huh?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Xiaotian, listen to me — just have a duel with Zhexian and get it over with!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine! If you say so, I'll do it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned, bowed slightly toward Zhexian, and declared loudly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Zhexian, I, Feng Xiaotian, boldly request a match with you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment those words left his mouth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>everyone realized how quickly the group had talked him into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noodle stall filled with muffled snickers,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>barely restrained laughter trembling on every lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Li Zhexian couldn't help but laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah, his one honest, gullible brother —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>today he'd truly been talked into a corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that day,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peace finally returned for a time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian and his friends roamed the bustling streets of Heaven Dou,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then wandered through the mountains beyond the city,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>enjoying carefree days of laughter and leisure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until one evening—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they returned from a day's adventure—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moon was already high in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After escorting each of his companions back to their inns,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian walked alone beneath the silver light,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>heading leisurely toward his small courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The further he went,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the fewer people he saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Invisible swords of qi formed in the air around him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>cold and keen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His figure vanished from where he stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And reappeared several paces away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who's there?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhexian's sword brows tightened sharply as his voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hovering sword qis shot forward as streaks of deadly light,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>shooting straight into the dark alley beside the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white shadow flashed like lightning —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhexian followed the trail of sword qi,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his movement faster than the eye could follow,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>lunging toward the source of the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his palm flared with a dark red glow —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Qinglian Sword already in his grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The narrow alley erupted in cold brilliance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>sword qi slicing the air like ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sweeping strike,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a ribbon of sword light tore through the night,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>cleaving straight toward the faint figure ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp sound of clashing metal erupted, and powerful qi scattered in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came a calm, aged voice with a trace of laughter:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little friend Zhexian—such refined movement, such swift swordsmanship.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the shadows,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>an elderly man in a simple gray robe\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>walked slowly into the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhexian, my young friend… have you been well?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1451,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.446Z",1,"novelbin.me","4d352566919597d6eb73f7e8f580376438cabdb0f79f4a5ae08110ecc839c69e","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-226","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-224",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]