[{"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-232":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},1550747,2014,"Chapter 232 - 232 – The Treasure Trial of the Seven Treasure Starveil: Li Zhexian’s Astonishing Feat","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-232",232,"\u003Cp>Stepping into the Seven Treasure Starveil—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant his foot fell, heaven and earth changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above him stretched a dome of stars—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>distant as the horizon, yet close enough to touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gems glimmered like constellations, set into the vault above, their shifting radiance emanating waves of vast, boundless spiritual power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a wondrous place…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, his footing suddenly gave way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled, Li Zhexian looked down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no ground at all beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a river of flowing starlight—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a galaxy formed from grains of glazed sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each speck was crystalline,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>casting refracted colors as it drifted in a ceaseless current.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The starlit dome and the flowing river beneath his feet began to spin faster and faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of treasures of every form—swords, spears, halberds, ancient cauldrons, jeweled staves, rare herbs, and blossoms—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>whirled like meteors through the starry current, merging into a single, roaring torrent of brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Among these thousands of phantom treasures…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One must find seven true ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So this is what they call 'the Treasure Trial'?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of amusement crossed Li Zhexian's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That trace of amusement had completely vanished from his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What seemed simple at first was, in truth, a trial of torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The starry sands beneath his feet responded sharply to fluctuations in spiritual power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant his concentration wavered, the current surged violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step forward required him to release a steady flow of spiritual power to solidify the sands beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without it, he would immediately sink, dragged into the current—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the backlash of spiritual strain would split his head apart in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The countless phantom treasures surging through the starstream all radiated confusing, beguiling waves of spiritual allure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their false auras were nearly indistinguishable from the true seven treasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To tell truth from illusion within this endless mirage was like searching for a single drop of water in the ocean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No wonder those disciples staggered out pale as paper, needing support to walk…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's face had gone deathly white. Fine beads of sweat gathered on his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He split a thread of focus to lock down the shifting sands beneath his feet, stabilizing each step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sharp eyes—like a hawk's—tracked the river of treasures rushing overhead, never daring to blink even as sweat stung his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, his mind fought back the incessant waves of spiritual temptation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the shimmering flood of light,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian fixed upon a single jade bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One foot tall, three inches wide…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twin glass dragons coiled at its neck, thirty-eight channels carved along its body, twelve colored inscriptions…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's the one!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light flared in his eyes. He surged upward with sudden force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The solidified sands beneath his feet shattered with a thunderous crack as his figure shot skyward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>five fingers outstretched, clamping down on the jade bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bottle shattered in his grasp, exploding into a storm of chaotic spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It struck him head-on like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's body spun violently in midair, thrown back dozens of meters before he barely managed to steady himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands clutched his head—pain like burning needles stabbing through his head, his vision dimmed, and the starry world itself began to warp and twist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The real bottle… has a tiny chip at its rim…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a marvelous creation, this Seven Treasure Starveil…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of dismay,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a fierce gleam of battlelust ignited on his pale, handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the Starveil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun hung high, gilding the forests in gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>News of Li Zhexian's entry into the Seven Treasure Starveil had spread throughout the sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More disciples arrived by the minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who wouldn't want to witness with their own eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the man the Heaven Dou Empire called Sword Wine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he truly as brilliant as the legends claimed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of gazes—curious, skeptical, and reverent alike—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were fixed upon the mist-veiled entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pride of the continent's foremost auxiliary sect still lingered deep in their hearts—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with Sect Master Ning Fengzhi and the two Grand Elders, Sword and Bone, standing here,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>none dared to whisper or complain aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's been an hour already!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why hasn't Brother Zhexian come out yet?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Rongrong's delicate face was tight with anxiety, rising on tiptoe again and again to peer at the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi's brows drew together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rongrong, how long did you last your first time inside? How many Treasures did you claim?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I lasted just one incense stick of time… and only managed to claim two.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her answer, Ning Fengzhi's frown deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That very performance had stood unbeaten in the sect for over a century—for a first entry into the Starveil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Rong's bristly brows knitted together as he exchanged a look with Ning Fengzhi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then both turned toward Chen Xin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the Sword Douluo's calm expression,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their unease subsided somewhat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi gently comforted his daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be at ease.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhexian is no ordinary youth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All we can do now is wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another half-hour crept by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the gathered disciples began to stir restlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mist-like veil at the entrance rippled—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as though brushed by a passing breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slender, trembling hand reached out from within, clutching the edge of the veil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy, dragging footsteps followed from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the gaze of a hundred frozen eyes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a young man slowly stepped through the veil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His once-flawless white robes were drenched in sweat, clinging to his frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was pale as paper, his figure unsteady — staggering with every few steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Zhexian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Rongrong darted forward in alarm, both hands outstretched to support him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Zhixian drew a ragged breath and, almost imperceptibly, shifted his arm aside — refusing her help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Zhexian…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her outstretched hand froze midair, sorrow clouding her bright eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I… am fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sight made Ning Fengzhi's heart ache with a quiet bitterness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at this moment, none could spare a thought for such things —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only burning, all-consuming curiosity filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Fengzhi drew a deep breath and asked—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhexian, you… how many Treasures did you claim?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scarlet aura of sword qi flared beside Li Zhixian, not sharp or dazzling now, but dense and solid — a pillar of strength that he leaned upon for support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the silent, breathless assembly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his trembling hand rose slowly… painfully…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five fingers uncurled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a surge of radiant treasure light burst from his palm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A jade bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spirit stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sacred tome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scepter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F—Four Treasures?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Zhexian claimed four on his first entry?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Monstrous! He's an absolute monster!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gasps and exclamations crashed like waves across the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong could not hide the astonishment in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Rongrong bit her lip tightly, her gaze fixed on the white-robed figure leaning against his sword, admiration shining through her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's breathing steadied somewhat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the crowd was still reeling from the sight of four Treasures—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hand resting against his sword qu slowly lifted once more—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>inch by inch, heavy as if weighed by mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his palm—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fresh burst of treasure light blazed forth, splitting the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A jewel-branched spirit tree unfurled in his hand, radiant and graceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By chance…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's hoarse voice carried clearly through the hushed courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On my way out…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I happened to pick up one more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1256,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.446Z",1,"novelbin.me","e50eab805ac6b70c17f0d615d208753f1b48c36e7aac556dd4540dc34dc94591","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-233","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-231",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]