Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 31 An Extremely Sharp Power! Testing me, with my permission?
Li Zhexian entered the Ye residence with the maid who had delivered the invitation earlier.

Wandering through corridors and waterside pavilions, past artificial hills and streams, one is eventually led into a tranquil garden.

"Please wait a moment, young master, the head of the family will be here shortly."

"Ah."

Li Zhexian stood with his hands behind his back, looking around with great interest.

The garden is beautiful and elegant, with crabapple blossoms as the absolute star.

Layer upon layer of pink and white blossoms weigh down the branches, the pond reflects the flowing clouds, and koi carp shatter the sunlight.

The rugged Taihu stones have been eroded by time into honeycomb-like holes, with scattered petals dotting the crevices.

Just as Li Zhexian was admiring the beautiful scenery...

Suddenly, heavy and rapid footsteps sounded behind me.

He suddenly turned around.

Two burly men who looked very similar rushed towards them with a fierce aura.

Without exchanging a single word, their soul power erupted instantly.

In an instant, flowers and leaves danced wildly, the pond water surged, and a chilling atmosphere swept through the entire beautiful garden.

Sudden changes.

This startled Li Zhexian, who gracefully retreated.

He never expected that, having accepted the invitation to visit, this person with whom he had no grudge would immediately try to attack him.

"These two are at least level 40 or higher Soul Masters!"

The thought had barely crossed my mind.

The two burly men roared.

Blackish-purple vines covered in sharp thorns grew wildly and spread in front of them.

at the same time.

Two purple spirit rings rose up beneath their feet.

"Fourth Soul Skill - Ghost Vine Net!" ×2
The menacing vines, as thick as an adult's waist, intertwine wildly.

In the blink of an eye, it wove into a massive black net that blotted out the sky, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression as it descended upon Li Zhexian.

Hula——!
The vine cage instantly swallowed up Li Zhexian's figure.

See this scene.

The two burly men curled their lip and shook their heads with sneers.

"That's it?"

"What kind of sword wine is this? It's nothing special!"

"Why should we, brothers, be sent to test him?"

"They couldn't even withstand one of our attacks..."

The words have not yet fallen.

A clear, sharp sword light suddenly appeared without warning.

The flash made the two burly men instinctively squint.

Then, they saw their vine prison silently split in two, revealing the white-clad boy inside.

"How... how is it possible?!"

Disbelief crossed their faces.

Li Zhexian gripped the Qinglian Sword, which was as smooth and lustrous as jade, and suddenly twisted his wrist.

——Zheng!

A clear, resonant sword cry echoed throughout the garden.

Twelve blue lotuses suddenly bloomed on the spine of the sword!

A chilling sword intent filled the air, and the temperature in the garden plummeted!

The two brothers felt a chilling sense of impending death grip their hearts, their hair stood on end, and they frantically shouted:
"Swordsman, show mercy!"

"We two are advisors to the Ye family, sent by the family head to test your strength!"

"Your strength has been acknowledged, stop now!"

"Testing?"

Li Zhexian sneered.

No one saw how he drew his sword.

A faint, almost imperceptible blue line appeared out of thin air, as if a crack had been cut open in space itself.

The two brothers were terrified, and their soul power surged wildly throughout their bodies.

Black vines coiled wildly like giant pythons, instantly forming a thick thorny barrier in front of him.

however.

That seemingly indestructible vine barrier.

The moment it touched the blue line, it was easily cut like rotten paper.

A shimmering blue glow lingered at the broken edge, and a sharp aura remained, effectively preventing the vines from regenerating.

After cutting through the vine barrier, the azure sword light continued its relentless advance.

It transformed into an invisible fan-shaped blade, sweeping out horizontally.

puff--

puff--

puff--

Within thirty steps.

Flowers, grass, trees, a corner of the rockery... everything affected was smoothly severed from the ground.

The falling crabapple petals, before even touching the ground, were blasted into a chilling crimson mist by the dissipating sword energy. This mist mingled with the blood droplets spurting from the waists of the two Soul Masters, condensing into a mournful haze in the air. On the bluestone floor.

The two brothers fell in a pool of blood, severed at the waist, letting out a piercing wail.

The coldness in Li Zhexian's handsome eyes was even stronger than the edge of a sword.

"Test me?"

Did you get my permission?

"If you dare to test the waters, you should be prepared to die."

He has diligently cultivated the way of the sword, and now his swordsmanship has reached its pinnacle, making him someone who cannot be easily tested.

Li Zhexian didn't even glance at the two whose breaths were fading.

He reached behind his waist, took the clear spring wine flask, tilted his head back, and gulped down mouthfuls of wine.

Om-!
Om-!
The Qinglian Sword emitted a tangible, cold light that flickered intermittently.

The space around the blade rippled with visible waves, as if it could not withstand such extreme sharpness.

Li Zhexian surveyed the garden, now a scene of carnage and devoid of any former beauty, and said coldly:

"Is this how the Ye family treats its guests?"

Just at this time.

A series of light, rhythmic footsteps came from the secluded path leading to the garden.

Li Zhexian squinted and looked over.

Two slender figures walked slowly towards them, their steps almost in sync.

The woman in the lead wore a dark purple dress that reached her ankles.

She clasped her hands together on her lower abdomen, her posture graceful and her face beautiful, yet expressionless, her eyes calm and serene, as if the bloody scene before her was nothing more than dust.

Half a step behind was a blue-haired girl.

Upon seeing the girl's appearance, Li Zhexian's gaze froze slightly. This girl was none other than Ye Lingling, the current inheritor of the Nine Heart Begonia, whom he had met once before in the Great Soul Arena.

At this moment, she was not veiled, revealing a beautiful but excessively pale face, which added a touch of fragile vulnerability to her aloofness.

Wearing a simple white dress, cinched at the waist with only a purple ribbon, her waist appeared even more slender and delicate.

The girl possesses both an ethereal beauty and an aloofness that makes one's heart flutter at the sight of her.

If I had to describe it...

A thought suddenly flashed through Li Zhexian's mind:
The girl was like a withered crabapple blossom.

A few breaths.

The Ye family mother and daughter stepped into this garden where the bloodstains had not yet dissipated.

Under Li Zhexian's astonished gaze—

Ye Mu moved lightly, stepping over the cracked bluestone slabs.

Where the skirt rustled, tiny green shoots sprouted from the cracks.

A huge, ethereal nine-heart begonia bloomed brilliantly behind her.

Pink petals fell like rain, and at the stubble of flowers and grass severed by sword energy, waves of emerald green life surged forth, while countless plump flower buds burst forth from the withered branches at a visible speed.

In an instant, the desolate and bloody garden returned to its beauty, even more vibrant than before.

Only the two brothers lying in a pool of blood seemed somewhat out of place.

Ye Mu raised her slender hand.

Drops of crystal-clear dew, exuding a wonderful fragrance, dripped from the heart of the crabapple blossom.

Amidst the sticky, undulating sounds of flesh and blood writhing, the broken spine reconnected itself like bamboo shoots sprouting in spring.

Only a dozen seconds had passed.

The two dying brothers knelt on one knee in front of their mother with excited expressions.

"Thank you, Patriarch Ye, for saving my life."

Ye's mother's pale purple eyes remained fixed on Li Zhexian.

Her voice was like a clear, cool stream flowing from melting snow-capped mountains—cold but not harsh, gentle but not cloying.

"Go back."

"Yes."

The two brothers bowed and retreated.

Before leaving, he glanced at Li Zhexian with a fearful look.

In the garden.

Only Li Zhexian and the Ye family mother and daughter remained.

Before Li Zhexian could speak, Ye's mother said softly:
"My men were reckless and disturbed the immortal young master. Please forgive them."

Li Zhexian was slightly surprised.

Why is this seemingly aloof and cold-hearted head of the Ye family being so polite?

His anger subsided slightly, but the displeasure of being unjustly tested remained.

Li Zhexian had no interest in pleasantries. He cupped his hands in greeting and got straight to the point:
"The Ye family head invited me here, surely not to let me witness the miraculous healing power of the Nine Heart Begonia."

"Please just say what's on your mind."

After a moment of silence, Ye's mother's pale purple eyes, which seemed to see through people's hearts, gazed at Li Zhexian, and her thin lips parted slightly:

"The banished immortal gentleman said that the Nine-Heart Begonia is magical."

"In your heart, which is stronger, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda or the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda?"

Li Zhexian frowned and remained silent.

Mother Ye's eyes were deep, and her voice remained calm and even, yet it seemed to carry the weight of some destiny:
"Has the banished immortal prince ever heard of..."

"The Battle for the Heavenly Healing Tower?"

(End of this chapter)