[{"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-229":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},1550744,2014,"Chapter 229 - 229 – The Worship Hall’s Invitation, and the Return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-229",229,"\u003Cp>The mood in the courtyard had been fairly pleasant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until the Falling Devil Douluo put down his wine cup and spoke in a serious tone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Zhexian, Xue'er's heart is completely tied to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We old fellows have been watching you quietly for quite some time as well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In terms of talent, across the entire Douluo Continent, perhaps only you barely deserve her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about joining my Worship Hall?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was sharp and piercing, locking firmly on the young man in white before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When Xue'er takes command of the Spirit Hall in the future, you would be her Chief Worship, second only to her—above ten thousand others.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wouldn't that be a fine story to tell?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glowing Feather Douluo, biting the end of his chopsticks, also gave a sideways glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's hand, holding the cup, froze in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, he quietly set the cup back down on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thank you, seniors, for your generous regard…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But Zhexian must refuse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not explain further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heaven Dou was his root on this continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His friends, his teachers—all his joys and sorrows—were bound to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that Spirit Hall and Heaven Dou stood on the brink of war,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even if the Worship Hall claimed loyalty only to the Angel God,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in the end, the Worship Hall was still Spirit Hall's Worship Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To betray his ground, to defect to the enemy—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that was something he would never do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Falling Devil Douluo sighed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I knew it. With your temperament, you would never agree.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But if I didn't ask you myself, I'd have never been at peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fifth Brother, let's go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Glowing Feather and Falling Devil rise to leave, Li Zhexian said helplessly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two seniors, the wine…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glowing Feather Douluo replied without turning his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The taste isn't right anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he even finished speaking, both had turned their backs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the hazy moonlight, their figures gradually faded, as if melting into the night itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian suddenly called after them:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If war breaks out between Spirit Hall and Heaven Dou… will the Worship Hall take action?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two figures seemed to pause briefly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then vanished completely, leaving no trace behind, as though they had never been there at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courtyard fell silent again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian stood motionless for a long time, eyes fixed on the two half-filled cups left on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows furrowed, shadows gathering between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Falling Devil Douluo had known he would refuse, yet still made the offer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Li Zhexian—had he not also known that the Worship Hall would inevitably join the war?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That last question he had asked was nothing more than a faint, lingering hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his hand, picked up his own cup of unfinished wine, and downed it in one gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burning liquid slid down his throat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—but he frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The wine truly does taste wrong now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the next two days, Huo Wu, Huo Wushuang, Feng Xiaotian, Shui Bing'er, and the others all took their leave one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The continent's situation had become as taut as a drawn bowstring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They needed to rush back to their respective academies,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to consult with their teachers and discuss alliances and strategies for the coming conflict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside Heaven Dou City, on the main road,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian bid farewell to each of his dear friends in turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though reluctance lingered in his heart,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the weight of the world allowed no hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This parting,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was merely to brew the fierce wine of reunion amidst future flames of war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last to depart was Feng Buyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Zhexian,\" Feng Buyu reined in his horse and said with a grin, \"next time we meet, I fear it will be with the fires of war blazing all around!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What will you do next?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian caught the wine pouch that Feng tossed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll first make a trip to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, to pay respects to some old friends and elders.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After that, perhaps I'll train for a while in the Star Dou Forest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This trip to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was something he had arranged earlier with the four titled elders, including Chen Xin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good plan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you ever have the time, Brother Zhexian, you must come visit my Wind Sword Sect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My friends, the road of the world is long — until we meet again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sending Feng Buyu off,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian returned to Heaven Dou City together with Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhexian, you're going to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dugu Yan shot a glance at Ning Rongrong, who was beaming and trying (unsuccessfully) to hide her joy, and couldn't help but pout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though things had eased somewhat between them,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dugu Yan still couldn't muster much warmth toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's little princess—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the girl who had once abandoned Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian smiled and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've already visited the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects. Naturally, I should visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan as well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dugu Yan was about to say 'Grandfather wants to see you too',\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but swallowed the words back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These past few days,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even she herself hadn't been able to find any trace of her grandfather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph, who knows what wild place Grandfather's wandered off to this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Ye Lingling bit her red lip lightly and said softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Zhexian, if you ever have some free time, please come visit my home as well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My mother has always wanted to apologize to you again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright,\" Li Zhexian answered gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't linger any longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After returning to the city and tidying up a few things,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he slipped out quietly, not alerting a single soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as soon as he passed beyond the city gates—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he saw them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the roadside stood two figures,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Rongrong and Oscar—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>far apart, like water and fire, the line between them clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she saw him emerge, Ning Rongrong's face turned slightly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She urged her horse forward, speaking in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Zhexian, I… I want to travel with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she hastily added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oscar… I don't know why he's here either!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar rode closer as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His rough, wind-chapped face carried a faint shadow of melancholy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I… I was just worried about Rongrong leaving the city alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now that you're here, I can rest easy, Brother Ji.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian looked at the two of them, momentarily speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Matters of the heart—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>never did follow reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oscar, what are your plans now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the question,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar's eyes—no longer filled with the easy charm of his youth, but tempered by wind and frost—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>flickered with a hint of uncertainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shrek Seven Monsters had long since scattered to the winds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He no longer wished to return to the academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There are plenty of mercenary groups across the Heaven Dou Empire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small spark lit in his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to form a group of my own.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When war breaks out, maybe we can at least make some small difference!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scratched his head,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that boyish expression faintly recalling the green recruit he had been\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when he first met the dark-cloaked young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Ji, what you taught me—I haven't forgotten.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We'll meet again someday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian patted his shoulder firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Until we meet again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched as the two riders kicked up dust and vanished down the long road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Oscar pressed his lips tight, turned his horse,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and galloped off in the opposite direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heaven Dou City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the white-clad youth gone, and the lively crowd of proud young heroes along with him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the city itself seemed to fall a few shades quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days after Li Zhexian's departure—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the city's most prosperous district stood\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a refined, tranquil five-story building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon its lintel hung an elegant plaque, inscribed with two graceful characters: \"Moon Pavilion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though few came and went, every visitor was richly dressed and carried an air of nobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the top floor, soft zither music drifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A handsome young man with black-blue hair plucked at the strings,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but his fingers soon stilled. He could hold back no longer and looked up again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aunt, are you sure… that Li Zhexian has left Heaven Dou City?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a woman in a simple silver palace gown furrowed her brows slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiao San, are you truly so wary of that Sword Wine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He and his friends have come to Moon Pavilion twice already—why do you avoid them every time?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her words,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang San's fingers froze abruptly on the strings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, tearing note split the air—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the tense zither string snapped in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its trembling echo lingered through the silent, elegant chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>",1486,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.446Z",1,"novelbin.me","b7ed097ef999b19c45ed057ea51d62c2a1247a770fea335d6b2d0710c08f07a3","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-230","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-228",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]