[{"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-82":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},1550697,2014,"Chapter 82 - 82 – Qian Renxue’s Tears, Li Zhexian: Your Smile Is Still the Most Beautiful","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-82",82,"\u003Cp>The three Spirit Kings held back by Qian Renxue in the end also failed to escape their fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One fell beneath her blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two became souls lost to Li Zhexian's sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the roadside, corpses lay scattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy stench of blood spread for miles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killing intent lingering in the air froze the very atmosphere—so thick and suffocating that even the soul beasts of the forest whimpered and withdrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Windchaser Horse had perished as well, shredded to pieces by the aftermath of battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue pressed forward in silence for over an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The murderous aura clinging to their chests had yet to disperse. Neither spoke a word, only advancing along the official road in heavy silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's gaze was like ice, sweeping the surroundings with vigilance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue's head hung low, her golden hair veiling her flawless features, making her expression unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's stop until dawn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's voice suddenly broke the quiet, hoarse from exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There should be no more enemies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue nodded faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two finally stopped beneath a towering tree whose vast canopy spread like an umbrella.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue silently gathered dead branches and kindled a fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian sprinkled around them the beast-repelling powder given by Dugu Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When all was done, they sat leaning against the trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dim yellow glow of the fire flickered across their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian shut his eyes, the taut strings of his nerves slowly loosening, as weariness surged like a tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bone-deep tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only from days of relentless travel—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But also from the life-and-death struggle just now, every instant of which had consumed his spirit like fire burning oil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qian Renxue…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyelids lifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had intended to check her condition, perhaps let her take the first watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he turned toward her, his gaze froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue sat with her knees drawn close, staring blankly into the fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two lines of clear tears stained her fair cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not understand at first why she was crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qian Renxue, you—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words stalled on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips pressed tight, she slowly turned her face toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of azure eyes, brimming with tears, fixed upon him as she whispered tremulously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm… I'm sorry…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sorry…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Spirit King earlier had addressed her as \"Saintess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone revealed their origin—the Spirit Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in today's Spirit Hall, two factions stood in open opposition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Elder Hall, led by the Qian clan's bloodline, called her \"Young Mistress.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only the Pope Hall… called her \"Saintess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was that woman who had sent people to kill Li Zhexian!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This truth shattered Qian Renxue's composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though raised cloistered in the palace since youth, her temperament had long been honed beyond her peers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when it came to matters of the heart—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart remained an untouched canvas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not know how to treat Li Zhexian well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only clumsily thought to settle his wine debts, to sit quietly fishing by his side, to drink and practice sword under the moon with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When crushed by schemes and burdens of power, each time she collapsed in exhaustion, it was the memory of Li Zhexian's gaze during the day that brought a faint smile to her lips and granted her peaceful sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was her only solace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than her divine Angel Martial Soul, it was he who could dispel her darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet such a man, so good, had bled because of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pained Qian Renxue bitterly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As though she herself had brought misfortune upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted nothing more than for Li Zhexian to live in safety and joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet because of her, he had been drenched in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling their long silence on the road, she feared even more that he might come to despise her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm… sorry…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her suppressed tears finally broke free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight and firelight mingled upon her form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With tear-stained eyes, she gazed at Li Zhexian, fragile as porcelain about to shatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those repeated whispers of apology—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last let Li Zhexian understand the reason for her tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—She thought she had dragged me down?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Haa.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian sighed lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing those tear-filled eyes, testing and fearful, a string in his heart was plucked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He edged a little closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the fire-poking stick from her hands, he stirred the embers, pulling free half-burned branches from the bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crackle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks leapt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in her sorrow, Qian Renxue instinctively reached out her delicate hand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shielding him from the sparks, fearing he might be burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle warmth softened Li Zhexian's features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qian Renxue…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you not yet know what kind of man I am?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned toward her, gazing at the breathtaking girl before him, who still carried such careful restraint in his presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I make friends, I never care for status or birth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What of princes or nobles? What of great sects?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even a street storyteller—if his words strike my heart—I would give him a gold coin, and sit with him over a bowl of plain noodles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if the world brands you a butcher, if you treat me with sincerity, I will never betray you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On the other hand—even if the world praises you as a saint—if you treat me poorly, it means nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light in Qian Renxue's tearful eyes stilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's tone grew firm:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All your kindness to me on the road from Wind Sword Sect—I have not forgotten.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some things are not your burden. You need not take them on yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qian Renxue, it wasn't you who wanted me dead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these last words, she shook her head in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her urgency, she grabbed his arm with both hands, blurting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course not! How could I ever harm you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then that's enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian shook his head helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why torment yourself over what is not your fault? It has nothing to do with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he prodded around in the fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Qian Renxue's teary, astonished gaze, he pulled out two charred lumps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Never seen these, have you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked one up with bare hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Frostfire-resistant body feared no heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a bit of pressure, the blackened husk split apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once a rich sweetness wafted out, revealing golden, steaming flesh within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here, try it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue accepted it, swallowing quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This… what is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A kind of wild tuber. Didn't think I'd find some here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian split one for himself, took a bite, and nodded with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mmm, very sweet. Try it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Renxue nibbled cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm sweetness melted instantly on her tongue, so delightful she widened her eyes in surprise—her sorrow faintly eased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Delicious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her holy beauty tinged with the smoke and firelight, her rosy lips smudged with a trace of soot, Li Zhexian's smile deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your smile is still the most beautiful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chewing faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flush crept across her cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nibbling the roasted tuber in small bites, her voice grew delicate:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then… I'll smile at you more often, from now on…\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1182,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.445Z",1,"novelbin.me","28ba9620dea14af3fd5e88902a7ad7193dec098406dd8cb2528ce36243ef40bf","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-83","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-81",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]