[{"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-45":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},1550410,2014,"Chapter 45: Li Zhexian Reappears — Who Made My Brother Cry?","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-45",45,"\u003Cp>The first thing Li Zhexian did upon waking—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was pull out his Clear Spring Wine Gourd and take a long, hard swig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warm, fragrant liquor rushed down his throat, spreading a sharp heat through his body. As the alcohol circulated, his injuries slowly began to heal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peeking cautiously over the edge of the bird's nest he'd collapsed in, Li Zhexian scanned his surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After confirming there was no immediate danger, he stretched out his legs, casually hooking one knee over the nest's rim, letting it dangle and swing with ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quietly drank and healed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his mind had already drifted back to that brutal life-and-death clash with Zhao Wuji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That was way too close…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought echoed in his chest, fear trailing close behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Luck was on my side this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If not for that torrential downpour, my Frost Sword wouldn't have frozen Zhao Wuji for as long as it did.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And without the rain to wash away my blood trail, he would have inevitably followed it.\"\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Worse still…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There was a vicious beast nesting in this giant tree.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Had it woken while I was unconscious, I'd be nothing but bones by now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, expression solemn despite his pallid face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sick of this feeling… living or dying on luck.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm still not strong enough. I have to get stronger—and the sword in my hand must become sharper.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few more gulps of wine soothed his injuries further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the fractures in his chest and wrist still ached faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, with his Melting Frost Spirit Body having been refined into his very bones, his recovery was far faster than most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian exhaled deeply, then leapt down from the nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as he landed, he staggered slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from the lingering pain, a sharp hunger gnawed at his belly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wine might be strong—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn't food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How long was I out…?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching his rumbling stomach, Li Zhexian gazed out past the massive tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around him, all the surrounding trees had been shattered at the trunk, the ground riddled with deep craters and churned earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the terrifying destruction stopped mere meters from the tree he'd taken shelter in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill wrapped around his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly clenched both fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I, Li Zhexian, will remember this lesson.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next time…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhao Wuji, I will personally kill you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know what the situation at home was now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of caution, Li Zhexian chose to avoid the woods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew—his disappearance, coupled with the destruction of his residence, must have worried those close to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Circling through the forest's edge toward the city road—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to head first to the Dugu residence, to report he was safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The palace was off-limits, but with Dugu Bo, a imperial enshrined elder, present, he could pass word to Xue Qinghe through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the street, Li Zhexian was a mess—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His long hair tangled in ropes, face streaked with dried blood and mud, and his once-white robe torn and caked in filth and dried gore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked utterly wretched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even a trace of his former elegant, untouchable self remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passersby shot him disgusted looks, keeping a wide berth of two meters around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Zhexian didn't care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even smiled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After surviving death, walking through a bustling city again and seeing people alive and well—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt something warm surge in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A feeling that could only be called:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This world is worth living in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he reached the Dugu residence—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He passed by a steamed bun stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, two bamboo steamers were puffing out thick, fragrant clouds of steam, laced with the rich scent of wheat and meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smell punched him in the nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that punch—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was harder to endure than one from Zhao Wuji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boss, five pork buns to go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian slapped his Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse at his waist. Two bronze coins dropped into his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his thumb, the coins spun through the air and landed cleanly on the vendor's counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took the oil-paper bundle, and ate as he walked—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a bite of meat bun, a swig of wine, his mouth glistening with grease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few bites of hot food, a hint of color returned to his pale cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle—rustle—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle—rustle—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy, synchronized march echoed from the end of the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A squad of Imperial Guards surged forward like a tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd hurried to the roadside, clearing a path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian followed suit, still gnawing on his bun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the guards passed, he overheard two women with baskets whispering nearby:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heaven Dou's been a mess these past two days. The guards are patrolling even at night!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right? I heard someone important died! They say he was the Crown Prince's close friend—a treasured guest of both the Dugu and Ye Clans!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're saying the body was never recovered. Even the salvage boats in the moat are packed. That squad just now—probably heading to flip the entire eastern outskirts!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even the Crown Prince, the Dugu Clan, and the Ye Clan are out there looking!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's chewing came to an abrupt halt: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned sharply and dashed straight for the eastern outskirts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the heart of a ruined courtyard—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over five hundred Imperial Guards and two hundred Spirit Masters were conducting a full-scale search of the eastern outskirts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They overturned every inch of land, leaving no corner untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the search teams—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were Xue Qinghe, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Heaven Dou Imperial Battle Team had arrived—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>everyone except Yu Tianheng, who had returned to his clan for training. Yu Feng, Osler, and the Shi brothers were all present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They spread out to cover more ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a densely overgrown patch of woods—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Qinghe mechanically swept her scythe through the underbrush, hacking apart the thick brambles before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips were chapped. Her complexion pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only her eyes still burned—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a near-maniacal persistence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snake Lance Douluo sighed, trying to reason with her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You haven't had a sip of water in two days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please rest. Let us take over the search.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xue Qinghe didn't respond—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kept swinging her scythe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Porcupinefish Douluo frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhao Wuji's claim might not be true.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's no body in the moat. And it's only been two days—Li Zhexian may still be alive…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snake Lance shot him a glare, yanking his sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you f*ing serious?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You call that comforting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Xue Qinghe heard the name Li Zhexian—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her blurred vision flooded with fresh tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You goddamn idiot…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the fuck is wrong with you...\" Snake Lance mouthed silently at Porcupinefish Douluo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Porcupinefish stiffened in defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tattered figure with a repressed aura slipped silently past them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man walked straight toward Xue Qinghe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar, teasing voice rang out behind her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who made my brother cry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm gonna beat him up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the two guards saw who it was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies jolted. The tension vanished from their shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Xue Qinghe's trembling frame—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly stilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spun around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the haze of anxious tears, she saw—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That mud-stained, blood-smeared face…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those familiar, gentle black eyes, glinting with a soft, amused light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Qinghe covered her mouth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And broke down sobbing.\u003C\u002Fp>",1238,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.165Z",1,"novelbin.me","e344e65a73c5451b22464b1008690c6265b79601291f16ef28f46f84ab016fed","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-46","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-44",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]