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

Chapter 44 Zhao Wuji is captured. Xue Qinghe: Li Zhexian, this Holy Maiden will not allow you to die (Bonus chapter, please vote for me).

This day.

The city of Tiandou is in a state of panic.

The Royal Guards and Soul Masters conducted a massive search of the city, like combs being laid out.

They searched almost every inch of the land, and all four city gates were heavily guarded, allowing entry but not exit.

The murderer has been identified.

The clues are actually quite clear.

Those familiar with Li Bai (Li Zhexian) know this.

His only recent grudge is against Ma Hongjun, who comes from the outer city.

The teacher accompanying Ma Hongjun—Immovable King Zhao Wuji—was a Soul Saint-level expert.

Everything clicked.

……

The imperial city, spanning hundreds of square kilometers, appears vast.

However, it could not withstand the thorough search by the Imperial Guards and Soul Masters.

The northern suburbs of the imperial city.

A remote village.

Looking at the sudden increase in unfamiliar faces outside the village, Zhao Wuji, hidden in the shadows, clenched his fists, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

I didn't expect to find it so quickly!

This Li Zhexian really made many friends!
He returned to his hotel in the early hours of the morning.

Because Ma Hongjun's injuries worsened, seeking medical treatment delayed the process.

By the time his condition stabilized and he tried to leave the city, it was too late.

Zhao Wuji turned his head and looked into the depths of the village.

Ma Hongjun was hiding there.

They were taken care of by people arranged by Qin Ming.

He can no longer escape.

If he escapes, Ma Hongjun will definitely be found.

Even if Ma Hongjun did nothing wrong, he could not escape the wrath of the authorities.

"Master, Dean... they should have received the news by now..."

"I've done everything I was supposed to do."

"It's just a pity..."

"It's uncertain whether Li Zhexian is dead or not!"

A jumble of thoughts churned in my mind.

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath and strode out from the village entrance.

His figure appeared.

It was immediately noticed by the searching Soul Masters.

He was surrounded by a huge crowd.

"Ah……"

Zhao Wuji swept his gaze across their faces, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

"Before I die, killing one is no loss, killing two is a huge bonus!"

"Roar--!"

His body suddenly swelled, and his violent soul power surged, as if he were about to unleash his Martial Soul True Body.

But at this time.

A withered hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and slapped Zhao Wuji hard across the face.

Snapped--!
A crisp, explosive sound.

Zhao Wuji was sent flying more than a hundred meters away by the slap.

The nascent Martial Soul True Form was forcibly shattered.

"Have you gotten used to bullying the weak?"

Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, his emerald green eyes as cold as ice.

"I ask you, where is Li Zhexian?"

Zhao Wuji staggered to his feet.

A ghastly green handprint was clearly imprinted on his left cheek.

The skin and flesh at the edges of the palm print peeled off like rotten wood chips.

Zhao Wuji was a tough man, and despite trembling from the pain, he didn't utter a single word.

"Your Majesty the Poison Douluo."

The spearman, disguised as a member of the Crown Prince's personal guard, stepped forward.

"By order of the Crown Prince, it would be better to hand Zhao Wuji over to the palace for interrogation."

“Under torture, there’s no doubt he’ll talk.”

Dugu Bo nodded.

"If there is any news, inform me first."

……

Zhao Wuji was taken to the backyard of the Crown Prince's palace.

His face initially held a hint of sarcasm.

But when his gaze fell upon the person hanging from the thorny stone pillar in the courtyard, he suddenly froze, his tiger eyes wide open.

"Qin...Qin Ming?!"

"you……"

Qin Ming struggled to lift his head, a bitter expression appearing on his pale face.

"Teacher...actually, when I told you about Jianjiu's identity..."

"I knew this day would come..."

Zhao Wuji was struck dumb, standing there as if by lightning.

Regret, self-blame, pain and other emotions surged in his heart.

Qin Ming should have had a bright future...

However, because of his almost desperate plea for help, he was imprisoned and his fate was uncertain.

"This has nothing to do with anyone else!"

"It was all my doing!"

Zhao Wuji roared hoarsely.

Xue Qinghe walked over. "Where is Li Zhexian?"

Zhao Wuji remained silent, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"I want you to release Qin..."

The words have not yet fallen.

laugh--

A condensed, tangible stream of luminous soul power, sharp as a knife, suddenly swept past.

puff--

Qin Ming's wrist snapped off and fell to the ground.

"what!!!"

A piercing scream shattered the deathly silence of the backyard.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were bloodshot, and his chest heaved violently.

"I said……"

"Li Zhexian..."

He stared at Xue Qinghe, a cruel glint in his eyes, and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"I killed him."

"The corpses were thrown into the moat."

"Release Qin Ming, and I'll take you to find his body."

The backyard fell into dead silence.

Xue Qinghe slowly closed his eyes.

Every breath became difficult, as if my throat was being choked, and a feeling of suffocation surged over me.

All that remained in my ears was a buzzing noise; the world seemed to fall silent at that moment.

She was dragging her feet.

They ignored the words of the porcupine and the snake spear.

Xue Qinghe had no idea how he left the backyard.

Seeing Xue Qinghe like this, Serpent Spear waved his hand with a gloomy expression, and several old eunuchs carrying instruments of torture walked into the backyard with strange laughter.

Xue Qinghe continued until he entered his own bedroom.

Her gaze fell upon the windowsill, where the radiant sunlight of dawn, bursting forth, was reflected in her unfocused eyes.

In the hazy light and shadow.

She seemed to see that boy in white again, smiling as he patted the empty seat beside him, beckoning her to sit down with him.

Tears streamed down my face without warning.

It slid down her pale cheeks.

Xue Qinghe choked back a sob silently, her slender shoulders trembling slightly.

"Li Zhexian..."

"This...the Holy Maiden will not allow you to die."

"You haven't seen what I look like yet..."

"You haven't called me by my real name yet..."

"I've never gone fishing with you using my real identity..."

"This holy maiden will not allow you to die!"

……

Soto City.

Upon receiving the news, Flanders and Yu Xiaogang were both shocked and furious.

They immediately set off for Tiandou City.

Watching the two figures hurriedly disappear into the distance.

Tang San and Oscar looked at each other, full of doubt.

Only Dai Mubai quietly clenched his fist.

Even if the dean and the master did not say it explicitly.

But the letter came from Tiandou City.

For these two to be so distraught... most likely, something must have happened to the fat man.

Tang San glanced at Dai Mubai.

"Mu Bai, do you know what happened?"

Dai Mubai's expression shifted between light and dark.

Finally, he lowered his voice and told Tang San and Oscar the truth that he had embellished.

The result was that Tang San and Oscar naturally shared a common hatred for the enemy.

"Hmph, the Shrek Seven Devils are a team. If that sword and wine hurt Fatty, we certainly won't stand idly by."

And less than a day had passed since Flanders and Yu Xiaogang left.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing, who had been training in the Star Dou Great Forest, have returned.

Upon learning that the dean and the master had gone to the capital.

Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face changed slightly, and she immediately guessed that it might be related to "sword wine".

She didn't even have time to say anything more.

He suddenly flipped himself onto the horse and gave the reins a jerk.

Like an arrow released from a bow, it sped towards the official road leading to the imperial city.

"Hey! Zhuqing!"

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong's shouts were left behind, leaving only dust and smoke.

Dai Mubai's evil eyes churned with ferocity.

"really!"

"That bitch Zhu Zhuqing really did have an affair with that Jian Jiu!"

……

"Cough...cough..."

On the branches of an ancient tree.

Li Zhexian slowly opened his eyes. The sunlight that suddenly rushed into his vision made him close his eyes for a moment before opening them again.

His lips were chapped and his voice was hoarse.

"It's so good to be alive..."

"Ouch, that hurts..."

(End of this chapter)