[{"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-295":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},1550560,2014,"Chapter 295 - 295 — Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing: One Glance at Zhexian, a Lifetime Diverted; Yu Xiaogang Ordered to Apologize to Li Zhexian","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-295",295,"\u003Cp>Looking at the aged but still imposing face of Yu Yuanzhen—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>which, for once, actually showed a trace of embarrassment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's lips curved slightly. He smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"About the Grandmaster and me—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhexian, don't call him that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Yuanzhen raised a hand to rub his brow, his voice heavy with fatigue:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Every time someone calls him by that title…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This old man wishes he could split the earth open and crawl inside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xiaogang was his own flesh and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew better than anyone exactly how little his son amounted to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That so-called title of 'Grandmaster'—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it sounded lofty, but to Yu Yuanzhen it was more like a silent slap in the face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>landing loud and clear on the gates of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—There are no useless Spirit Masters in this world, only useless Martial Souls?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Yuanzhen wanted to grab that unfilial son by the collar and roar:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then why couldn't you even make Luo Sanpao stand up?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the deep cloud of worry between Yu Yuanzhen's brows, Li Zhexian couldn't help but sigh inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tiger father with a dog for a son—no case clearer than this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xiaogang truly had not made life easy for his old father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, then let it be as you wish, Senior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief pause, Li Zhexian spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no real desire to make Yu Xiaogang apologize,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but if it could ease Yu Yuanzhen's burden, then going along with it was no harm done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Yu Xiaogang, he didn't like the man—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but he bore no great hatred either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could give Yu Yuanzhen this bit of face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the palace, everyone went about their respective business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian brought Zhu Zhuqing, Yu Tianheng, Yu Feng, and a few others to Fragrant Pavilion, where they drank freely and heartily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cups were raised and exchanged, laughter rising freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found himself still fond of this lively mortal atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Today is just a warm-up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In ten days, when all our friends gather—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll drink every last one of you under the table!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moon was high in the west before the banquet finally ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hand in hand, Li Zhexian and Zhu Zhuqing walked back under the moonlight toward the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stopped, hands tucked behind her back, leaning close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the moonlight—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her usually cool, serene face bloomed into a smile,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and she placed a soft kiss on his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she skipped lightly backward, landing before the courtyard gate ten steps away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creaaak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pushed the door open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his dazed expression, Zhu Zhuqing beamed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, neighbor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two more bright faces peeked out from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Wu called out cheerfully:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Zhexian! We bought this courtyard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Rongrong bit her lip, eyes a little evasive yet stubbornly meeting his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian chuckled, waved at the three girls, and turned to enter his own yard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small courtyard was spotless, as if cleaned daily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plum tree again bore heavy fruit;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>plums that had previously been unripe now bent the branches with their weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four-seasons plum blossoms were in full bloom, their fragrance drifting softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian exhaled deeply, pleasantly tipsy, sinking into the sandalwood chair beneath the blossoms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This little courtyard—barely a hundred square meters—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time he returned,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his heart found peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter how fierce the storms of the jianghu, one still needs a corner of warmth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a bowl of porridge,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a place to soothe the weary traveler.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted a hand, catching a plum as it dropped, and bit into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From next door came Zhu Zhuqing's clear, melodious laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smile rose unbidden on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unwelcome, reckless thought surfaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If only Xue'er and Zhuqing were both here…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian was unruly—but he was honest about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To speak plainly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he could not let go of either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sweet-tart plum flavor spread through his mouth as he stared through the plum branches\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>at the ink-blue sky and the full moon above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qinglian Sword could cut down all things under heaven—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but not the two tangled threads in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one hand he held the wine gourd that once carried Zhu Zhuqing's Daughter's Red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his robes lay Qian Renxue's Angel Feather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Zhuqing was earthly fire—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>warming his travel-worn bones and the dust of the mortal world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue was moonlight atop the clouds—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a partner to stand beside him against sword-wind and winter frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wine gourd warmed his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feather rested against his heart—quiet and steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It turned out that without him realizing it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both the fire of the mortal world and the radiance of the moon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had long been carved deep into his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the Dugu estate—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dugu Yan pushed open the window, gazing at the moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hand propped her cheek, the other held a cup she occasionally tipped back for a full swallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared foolishly at the bright moon, the bewitching green-red eyes drifting with longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You and I…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are we looking at the same moon?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Actually, I could pluck the Yearning Heartbroken Red for you too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If, back then…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If the one who risked her life to save you had been me—how wonderful that would have been.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if I never woke up again… I would still have been willing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the flower garden below,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dugu Bo let out a silent sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world, nothing is harder to untangle\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>than the word love—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the foolish boy and foolish girl alike are helpless before it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the Nine-Heart Begonia estate—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight fell like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lingling's forehead was dotted with sweat as she worked before an outdoor stove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She never talked much when people were around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she remembered clearly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten days from now was Li Zhexian's Titled Douluo grand banquet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There would surely be countless friends toasting him one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhexian said the last time that my sobering honey tasted good…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I need to prepare much more this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heaven Dou Empire, outside Suotuo City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crude archway held five crooked characters: Shrek Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the dusty training field—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xiaogang's expression was colder and harder than ever, his face like carved stone as he watched the youths running under heavy loads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blazing sun scorched the sky, heat distorting their vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students staggered, their breathing like broken bellows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An older boy stopped abruptly and collapsed to the ground, shouting through clenched teeth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I… I'm not running anymore!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why aren't we allowed to cultivate Spirit Power?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With training like this, aren't you afraid you'll cripple us?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With someone taking the lead, dozens of students stopped as well,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>anger burning in their eyes as they glared at Yu Xiaogang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cripple you?\" Yu Xiaogang stared coldly at the boy, his voice icy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I only know one thing—good steel doesn't fear the forge!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Continue!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his meager Level-29 Spirit Power made it impossible to convince the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as restless murmurs began to rise—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blazing streak of fire shot down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heat surged out in all directions, forcing the students back in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the flames dispersed, a red-haired woman appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cracked her whip—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PA!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground split open with a deep fissure a foot wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who dares defy the Grandmaster?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If he could train the Shrek Seven Monsters, who placed third in the tournament,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then his theories clearly work!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you don't want to stay—leave! If you want to stay—keep training!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students scrambled to their feet, panic on their young faces,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet they could only grit their teeth and endure this hellish training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Erlong glanced at Yu Xiaogang's stiff, expressionless profile,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her eyes full of pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since their defeat in the tournament…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xiaogang, who seldom smiled to begin with, had grown even colder and quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first generation of Shrek Seven had failed to validate his theories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of doubting himself, he placed even harsher demands on the next group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiaogang, you will prove yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will make everyone understand—you deserve the title of 'Grandmaster.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xiaogang did not respond. He only asked indifferently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Any word from Xiao San and the others?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Erlong shook her head softly—then pulled a letter from her robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But a letter came from the clan…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's written by the Sect Master himself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In nine days, it's Li Zhexian's Titled Douluo banquet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your father orders you… to accompany me\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and go apologize to Li Zhexian.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xiaogang's hand froze as he accepted the letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drop some POWERSTONES to push the story forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Read Advance Chapters at https:\u002F\u002Fwww.patreon.com\u002Fc\u002FReadJin\u003C\u002Fp>",1440,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.446Z",1,"novelbin.me","10fe44c03f2dbee935443da5bc81d17d28bb9db6c147137723b409743af2f0c7","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-296","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-294",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]