[{"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-76":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},1550691,2014,"Chapter 76 - 76 – Qian Renxue Carries Li Zhexian, Comprehending the Sword Amid the Wind Eye’s Lingering Torment","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-76",76,"\u003Cp>These past two days—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the disciples of the Wind Sword Sect had heard that the sect now had an unusual guest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the first light of dawn each morning,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would set out toward the Wind Eye forbidden ground in the rear mountains—accompanied by an incomparably beautiful young girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This astonished many disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Wind Eye forbidden ground—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a Spirit Ancestor lingering there for long would feel as though knives were scraping their flesh, unbearable pain gnawing to the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this youth could endure until the sun sank into the west, only then returning to his quarters, staggering with exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new day rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching that white-robed youth, supported by the beautiful young girl, gradually vanish toward the direction of the Wind Eye—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples could no longer hold back their whispers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's going again! Does he have some sort of… self-torture fetish?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard his name's Li Zhexian? A friend of the Young Sect Master—his talent even startled the Sect Master himself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph, talent means nothing if you waste it! Spending time just to listen to the wind—what use is that? Far less practical than us honing the sword formations!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Sect Master himself spent a whole year here before he gained any insight. This Li Zhexian is far too naïve!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their talk grew lively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of them noticed Feng Buyu silently appearing behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu's foot landed squarely on the backside of the one who had just declared, \"Li Zhexian will never comprehend the sword.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get back to practicing your swords!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Each one of you, wagging your tongues behind people's backs!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyone caught gossiping again will be sent to the kitchens to help the cooks and chatter with the aunties there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples lowered their heads in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu snorted, then turned his gaze toward where Li Zhexian had disappeared, a deep respect flickering in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain of the Wind Eye's slicing gales—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had tried it for a single day, and could never bring himself to endure it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Zhexian seemed to relish it as if it were sweet wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu began to understand why Li Zhexian's sword could be so peerlessly sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those greater than you… are also those who push themselves far harder than you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bring me the real Wind Binding Gauze.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A disciple handed him a length of gauze without the faintest weave of netting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu silently wrapped it around his own eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A disciple muttered quietly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Brother Buyu, we know we were wrong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Actually… we also admire Li Zhexian.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's just that… trying to comprehend sword intent from the wind in such a short time—it's hard for us to even imagine it's possible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buyu's voice was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I believe it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Zhexian's talent is far greater than mine, and his diligence surpasses me a hundredfold.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With that before me, what face do I have to slack off?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm going to the Wind Eye to listen to the wind as well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the stunned gazes of the disciples, Feng Buyu turned and strode decisively in a certain direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen breaths later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shuffled back, scowling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You gave me the real Wind Binding Gauze—don't you know to help me walk over?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How am I supposed to see the road?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiao and several elders walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples hastily saluted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Greetings to the elders.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dismissed—return to your sword practice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiao waved his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Elders.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Feng Buyu being helped toward the Wind Eye, Feng Xiao stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Buyu has finally settled his heart!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is all thanks to Young Hero Zhexian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several elders smiled and agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, one elder, his brows sweeping straight into his temples, spoke up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sect Master, are you not placing too much weight upon this Li Zhexian?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand you wish to form good relations for the sect, but is this youth's sword talent truly so extraordinary?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned toward Feng Xiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he alone had crossed swords with Li Zhexian in the Star Dou Forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xiao was silent for a moment, then smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My thoughts are the same as Buyu's.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I believe Li Zhexian will surely comprehend sword intent from the wind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What say you, elders—do you believe it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders exchanged glances, most slowly shaking their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hear Li Zhexian will be leaving in a few days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In so short a time, to comprehend sword intent? Absolutely impossible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another elder added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If sword intent were so easily gained, would we have sought shortcuts and devoted ourselves to those quick sword formations?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We know well the importance of foundations. But as the pillars of this sect, we must bear the load—time waits for no one…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within the Wind Eye—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian sat cross-legged upon a jagged protrusion of rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wind Binding Gauze and his plain white robe whipped violently in the gales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unrelenting wind-force pierced through like billions of steel needles stabbing into his skin, an endless agony like a thousand blades flaying his flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with his Frost-Meridian Constitution, his body's strength far surpassing that of other Spirit Masters at his level, the pain was beyond words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind roared in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian clenched his jaw, his mind anchored like a stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the first two days, he had already understood why no one in the Wind Sword Sect came here to listen to the wind and comprehend the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under these flesh-tearing gales, simply holding one's mind steady was a monumental challenge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let alone calming the heart to seek the sword's intent within the wind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was pale; beads of blood seeped from beneath his skin, instantly torn into a fine crimson mist by the gales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His focus remained locked on the mysteries within the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He already had some insight into the wind's realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These past two days of listening had brought him considerable gains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Concentrating—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gales pierced through the Wind Binding Gauze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They split into seventy-two streams, threading into his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he heard—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The southeast wind passing through a wind-worn cave, keening like a broken sword's lament.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The northwest wind surging into jagged scars, heavy and mournful like rusted iron's sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He heard Feng Buyu arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding on for more than the time of one incense stick, Feng Buyu finally reached his limit and staggered away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Zhexian endured still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the Wandering Spirit Wind Essence could aid his comprehension of the wind's intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was only an aid!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most important thing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was to break open the door to sword intent with his own strength!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only at that final step would he let the wine lend its hand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he had once grasped the first form of the Qinglian Sword Song, \"Yaoguang\"—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had first formed the half-shape of the move himself, then used the Yaoguang Brew to perfect it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the second form, \"Sword of Blazing Frost\"—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only gained that spark of inspiration after sitting motionless at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for several days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Martial Soul of Wine—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was but his supporting wing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He, Li Zhexian, would be a strong man who was no slave to his Martial Soul!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strength—was the Martial Soul becoming strong because of Li Zhexian, not Li Zhexian surviving because of it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sun tilted west—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian forced himself to stand, swaying unsteadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to the sound of gales striking the crystal clusters, he painfully plucked several Wind Spirit Crystal clusters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The past two days ended in failure…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Today, the Wandering Spirit Wind Essence will succeed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cradling the crystals,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood from his wounds stained the transparent facets with mottled crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above the hollow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Bailong tilted his head, listening to the sounds below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The labored steps of the youth's climb, the thick scent of blood borne on the wind, and the hours slipping away between sun's fall and moon's rise—all entered his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mountain wind stirred his black-and-white hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Bailong nodded with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My path is not a lonely one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After gathering the crystals—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian staggered to Qian Renxue's side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though blindfolded and lacking Feng Bailong's ability of hearing all things—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could clearly sense that warm, familiar presence waiting quietly ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qian Renxue…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please… take me back…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One arm clutched the crystals tightly, the other reached forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These past two days, it had been Qian Renxue who brought him back each time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gazed at the youth before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His once-white robe was now a ragged garment of blood, not a patch of skin left unscathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her azure eyes trembled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her red lips parted several times, but the words caught in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, Li Zhexian's injuries were worse than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, she turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, her jade-like arms gently drew him onto her slender back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft, warm light-attribute Spirit Power radiated from her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian did not resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rested his cheek against that gentle back, murmuring softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Thanks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue's delicate body shivered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her arms, holding his, tightened a little more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As dusk deepened and starlight bloomed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl carried the bloodied youth, walking home in silence beneath the stars.\u003C\u002Fp>",1551,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.445Z",1,"novelbin.me","b4e15c58b6db7e19e15f580ee5b79bad76e0ef0324dc8b3064d061e6c4f32a4e","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-77","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-75",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]