[{"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-230":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},1550745,2014,"Chapter 230 - 230 – Return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan! The Once-Disgraced Youth, Now Renowned Across Heaven Dou","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-230",230,"\u003Cp>All those days of studying noble etiquette, all that carefully cultivated serenity—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shattered completely the moment he heard that sentence:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you truly that wary of Sword Wine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang San's knuckles turned white as he clenched his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wary?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was far more than that!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since his crushing defeat in the Continental Spirit Master Tournament,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then his downfall in the Slaughter City—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he had crawled his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only to reach the end of Hell's Road a single step too late!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Killing God Domain had slipped from his grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian seemed destined to be his bane—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>haunting him like a shadow, a demon lodged deep within his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Yuehua looked upon Tang San's hollow expression and sighed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her eyes, this child's talent and temperament were both exceptional—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but fate had not been kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For his generation had given birth to a monster like Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had lived long in Heaven Dou City;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>how could she not know what \"Sword Wine\" meant to its people?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the bustling marketplaces she once looked down upon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she had disguised herself and gone there several times,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>just to listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To listen to the storytellers recounting the Legend of SwordWine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had to admit—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly was a dazzlingly free and elegant young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But such words—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>could never, ever be spoken before Tang San.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment's thought, Tang Yuehua spoke gently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiao San, don't trouble yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You still have the might of the number-one sect beneath Heaven at your back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Though the sect may still bear grudges from years past,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the blood of the sect flows within you—no one can erase that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once you've mastered this zither score, your aunt will take you to…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To return and claim your heritage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A day later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian reined in his horse at the foot of Seven Treasure Mountain—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the home of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mountain range rose gracefully, draped in lush green peaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red-tiled halls and blue-walled pavilions stretched endlessly along the slopes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most striking of all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the countless rooftops gleaming with seven-colored glazed tiles,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>which under sunlight shimmered like iridescent bubbles floating across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Li Zhexian dismounted,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>hundreds of disciples in gem-embroidered robes streamed out from the great mountain gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>one's rank could be seen at a glance—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by the number of gemstones sewn onto one's robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more gems, the higher the status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the Sect Master Ning Fengzhi, and the two guardian elders Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wore robes inlaid with seven gemstones and cloud patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua—— Hua——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of disciples stood proudly in two ranks along the grand steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gems on their chests blazed with dazzling light as they bowed deeply toward the white-robed youth below,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their voices rolling like thunder, perfectly in unison:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome back, Senior Brother Zhexian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahahahaha!\" A hearty laugh rang out suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi strode at the forefront,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>flanked by Chen Xin and Gu Rong, descending swiftly down the high steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes landed on Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the young man's familiar, composed grace,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as if unchanged from five years ago,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he couldn't hide the joy in his expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've waited too long for this day!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhexian, you finally chose to return to the sect!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his side, Ning Rongrong stood straight and elegant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her bright eyes sweeping over the grandest reception the Sect had ever assembled—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>silently admiring her father's showmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sect Master Ning, Senior Chen Xin, Senior Gu Rong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian cupped his hands in salute,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his voice courteous and even, showing neither pride nor humility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then fell into relaxed conversation with the three elders\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as they ascended the steps together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On both sides, disciples watched in awed silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across all of Heaven Dou, who did not know the name Sword Wine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The youth who once left the sect in disgrace\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had returned in glory—renowned across the entire empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today's ceremony,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>with the Sect Master and both Guardian Douluo personally receiving him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and every elite disciple gathered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was an honor unparalleled in the sect's history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Ning Fengzhi had decreed beforehand:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If anyone utters even half a word of disrespect today—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their Spirit Power will be stripped, and they will be expelled from the sect!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the solemn silence,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian reached the summit of the long stairway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>turned slightly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and looked down at the sea of reverent faces below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile touched his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Zhexian greets you all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My visit to your honored Sect today is only to pay respects to several seniors — not to return as a disciple.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's no need for you to call me 'senior brother.' I accept your warm welcome with gratitude — thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his voice fell,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ignoring the stunned looks that rippled through the crowd,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian turned toward Ning Fengzhi, cupping his hands in respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sect Master Ning, after you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi's smile faltered — a trace of barely visible bitterness flickered at the corner of his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xin and Gu Rong said nothing, silent and heavy-hearted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The joy on Ning Rongrong's lovely face faded;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she lowered her gaze, her beautiful eyes dimming with quiet sadness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's visit to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had been prepared as a grand occasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi had even ordered half a mountain's worth of greenwood felled\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so that the bonfire tonight would burn brighter than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, Li Zhexian only took a few polite bites at the feast\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>before excusing himself, citing fatigue from travel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong also made excuses to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the great figures gone, the younger disciples finally relaxed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the mood around the tables grew livelier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Rongrong, however, looked toward the direction Li Zhexian had gone,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then glanced at her father and the elders disappearing down another path,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her pretty brows furrowed in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's Father's study…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's only ever used for receiving honored guests or discussing urgent matters…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peeking out from behind the courtyard wall,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she saw the faint yellow glow of lamplight through the study's paper windows,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>casting the shadows of several figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father… Grandpa Sword… Grandpa Bone… and Brother Zhexian…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But… there seem to be more than four people in there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The study's lamplight went out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white-robed figure appeared before her as if from thin air, silent as a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Rongrong gasped, nearly crying out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandpa Sword, you…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xin (Sword Douluo) stood with his hands behind his back,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his gaze sharp as a blade,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>sweeping the darkened courtyard before finally resting on Ning Rongrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rongrong, it's late. Go and rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his tone was calm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>there was something different beneath it — something heavy, final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing this, Ning Rongrong obediently withdrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a faint, formless sword qi shimmered beside Chen Xin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within it, Li Zhexian's figure emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded slightly to Chen Xin,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then faded back into the night—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>vanishing more than a hundred steps away in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong approached from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the white-robed youth vanish into the darkness,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his presence light yet ungraspable,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi let out a long, quiet sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A broken mirror… is hard to make whole again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xin remained silent for a while before saying slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For him to warn us that the Spirit Hall plans to strike at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and to willingly put himself at risk to intervene —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that alone shows his breadth of heart, and that he still remembers the kindness of the past.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Gu Rong, who had long disapproved of Li Zhexian's coldness toward Ning Rongrong, could only sigh now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The boy won't say it aloud…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But we all understand…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's repaying the Sect for raising him — in his own way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi slowly closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint sorrow shadowed his refined features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Talent may be rare—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but character is worth far more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time, Zhexian may very well save the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan from ruin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is a little past debt, compared to that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I admit it—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I regret it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boundless remorse in his voice\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>left Chen Xin and Gu Rong silent once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They too knew—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their indulgence toward Ning Rongrong back then\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had only fueled the tragedy that followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xin's eyes gleamed faintly, as if recalling something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Myriad Forms Sword Dao that Zhixian cultivates…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There may be a place within the sect that could aid him…\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1453,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.446Z",1,"novelbin.me","2732c17ed5a5128dcccc090adf1eec29528c9853272208d637b88bd604406855","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-231","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-229",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]