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

Chapter 32 The Battle for the Continent's Number One Support Martial Soul: Ye's Mother Requests Li Zhexian to Fight
(Ultimate Sharpness - Li Zhexian)

"The Battle for the Heavenly Healing Tower?"

Li Zhexian's gaze narrowed slightly.

Ye's mother's clear, cold voice was like a stream flowing over a rocky ravine.

"The so-called battle for the Heavenly Healing Sacred Tower is a three-year contest between the Nine Heart Begonia and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda for the title of 'the number one auxiliary martial soul on the continent'."

"The two successors will each choose a Soul Master to assist them."

"The outcome of the battle will determine who is the 'Number One on the Continent'."

Li Zhexian frowned.

Judging from what Ye's mother said, the battle for the Heavenly Healing Sacred Tower must be a major event that many powerful figures will be paying attention to.

Why was this not mentioned at all in the original storyline?
He immediately asked:
"The Nine-Heart Begonia and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda are both the most renowned auxiliary martial souls on the continent."

"Why has no one ever mentioned the battle for the Heavenly Healing Tower?"

A hint of melancholy flickered in the depths of Ye's mother's pale purple eyes.

"because……"

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has Chen Xin, who is known as the 'Number One Attack Douluo,' in charge."

"With Chen Xin present, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda will remain invincible in the battle for the Heavenly Healing Sacred Pagoda."

"This dispute... has been dormant for more than ten sessions."

"So long ago... people have long forgotten about it."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhexian nodded in understanding.

If that's the case, then it makes sense that the original text doesn't mention it.

With Sword Douluo Chen Xin sweeping ahead and the other six Shrek Monsters assisting from behind, they were ready for battle.

The so-called battle for the Heavenly Healing Tower has long been a dead end.

Even if the Ye family forcibly restarts the operation.

It's nothing more than bringing shame upon oneself.

"Isn't that unfair?"

Li Bai pondered for a moment, then asked, puzzled:
"If we really want to compete for the title of the best support, the Soul Masters of the two families should be of similar strength."

Mother Ye replied:

Has there ever been true fairness in this world?

"Moreover, being able to get to know top-tier battle spirit masters is a capability inherent to support-type spirit masters."

That’s it for now.

Li Zhexian understood perfectly well why Ye's mother had invited him.

"so……"

"The Ye family head invited me here."

"Does this mean you want me to represent the Ye family in the next Heavenly Healing Sacred Tower competition?"

Mother Ye looked at Li Zhexian.

A hint of warm hope finally appeared on that beautiful face that had always been calm and expressionless.

"good."

"But not next time, because there is only a little over a year until the next contest."

"The Ye family does not expect to defeat the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in just a few years."

"The Ye family can afford to wait; they can wait for you, the Immortal Prince, to grow up."

"In you, I see the hope of overcoming worldly desires."

"Your sword is sharper than Chenxin's."

The usually aloof and dignified head of the Ye family now had an almost obsessive look on his beautiful face.

"My Ye family's Nine Heart Begonia is limited to two plants existing in the world at the same time."

"When new buds begin to bloom, old flowers will inevitably wither."

A barely suppressed tremor crept into her cold voice.

The crabapple blossoms in the garden seemed to sense her surging emotions and silently drooped down.

Scattered petals fluttered down, covering her shoulders and hair, like a heavy, silent mourning.

"I personally saw off two generations of inheritors of the Nine Heart Begonia..."

"Watching helplessly as blood relatives wither away in the prime of their lives."

"Even so... even if the Nine Heart Begonia is so powerful that it is envied by the heavens, the title of 'number one support' in people's hearts still belongs to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"As the current head of the Ye family, I bear the long-cherished wishes of countless deceased members of the Ye family."

"I have no other wish than to clear the name of my Ye family's Nine Heart Begonia."

She raised her hand.

Remove the exquisite jade hairpin that was tied in the hair bun.

Three streams of light emerged from the hairpin, and amidst the hazy, colorful glow, three soul bones of different shapes floated silently, radiating a powerful and pure energy fluctuation.

"These are three soul bones treasured by the Ye family."

Mother Ye regained some composure and said earnestly:
"If the Immortal Prince agrees to represent the Ye family in the battle for the Heavenly Healing Sacred Tower in the future, all of these are yours."

Looking at those three soul bones, enough to drive any soul master mad.

Li Zhexian couldn't help but sigh:
"With a single move, he produced a soul bone that every soul master dreams of."

"The Ye family is really generous."

Ye's mother smiled slightly, as if the first snow had melted and the sun was shining brightly.

She firmly believed that no one could refuse such a treasure.

however--

"But I won't do it."

Li Zhexian's voice was calm and undisturbed.

The smile on Ye's mother's face vanished. "Is it not enough?"

"As long as you help my Ye family defeat the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and win the title of the number one support martial soul."

"The Ye family's century-long accumulation can all be given to you."

"As the next head of the family, it is only right for Lingling to contribute to the family."

Ye's mother turned her gaze to her daughter beside her, her tone cold and indifferent.

"At that time, she will assist you... Lingling can also marry you."

These obsessive, almost pathological words were even used as leverage by his daughter.

Li Zhexian couldn't help but look at Ye Lingling, who had remained silent.

The girl lowered her head.

Her eyelashes cast shadows on her pale, pretty face, obscuring her azure eyes.

She was as quiet as a soulless marionette.

Li Zhexian remained silent.

A deceased father, a paranoid mother, and an inescapable shackle of fate—this is the root of Ye Lingling's current state.

but--

"Patriarch Ye doesn't understand me."

Li Zhexian spoke leisurely:
"Wealth is nothing but an external thing to me; enough to buy a few jugs of wine is enough."

"All I want is to live a carefree life."

"One man, one sword, one pot of wine, that's enough to travel the world."

"I have absolutely no interest in the entanglement between the Ye family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

He had severed all ties with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School the day he left.

In his eyes now, everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is just a passerby.

There is neither gratitude nor enmity.

If, because of past entanglements, one agrees to get involved in the conflict between the Ye family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

That was not joy, but narrow-mindedness, showing that he had not let go.

This goes against his carefree, clear-minded, and insightful sword spirit.

If one day in the future...

He agreed to let the Ye family participate in the battle for the Heavenly Healing Sacred Tower.

It could only be that the Ye family itself moved him, rather than that he harbored a desire for revenge.

Otherwise, both his sword and his heart would be tarnished.

"If there is nothing else, Patriarch Ye, I will take my leave."

Li Zhexian cupped his hands in greeting and strolled into the path leading to the outer room.

The sparse shadows of the flowers partially obscured his plain white robes.

Just as his figure was about to disappear from the sight of the Ye family mother and daughter, the boy's clear voice drifted on the wind:
"Patriarch Ye, if the immortal could say one more thing..."

"Next time you make a life-altering decision, you might as well ask your daughter if she is willing."

The words fell.

Li Zhexian hummed an off-key tune as his figure completely disappeared into the depths of the flowers and trees.

Ye Lingling's lowered eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly, and a slight ripple seemed to rise in the depths of her dark blue eyes.

"Ah……"

Mother Ye was only slightly taken aback, then whispered:

“A genius has his pride, and I guessed he wouldn’t agree easily.”

"Back then, Chen Xin was being chased and killed, and it was Ning Fengzhi who saved him. To repay the debt of gratitude, he joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"Lingling..."

She turned her head, her gaze sharp as a knife, fixed on her daughter.

"Opportunities are fleeting."

"Li Zhexian is a hidden dragon in the abyss."

"Before he soars to the heavens, you must etch the mark of the Ye family into his heart!"

"You must remember this: the rise and fall of the Ye family of the Nine-Heart Begonia for hundreds of years rests on your shoulders!"

Mother Ye ignored Li Zhexian's words.

The heavy weight of the family's century-old reputation was unceremoniously... placed entirely on the young girl's thin and frail shoulders.

Ye Lingling kept her head down.

After a long silence, he finally uttered three words.

"understood."

……

Back to the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire.

Li Zhexian put aside those trivial matters.

Settle down and begin brewing the Ice Flame Dew.

"All those messy troubles are not as real as becoming stronger yourself."

"I, Li Zhexian, will never leave seclusion until I have forged the Frost-Melting Spirit Vein Body and comprehended the second move of the Azure Lotus Sword Song."

Completely exhausted, the young author only gets two hours of sleep before having to work like a beast of burden.

I've written most of the next chapter. I'll continue writing at my desk; I'm sure I'll finish it before noon.

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