[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-above-destiny":3,"chapter-above-destiny-above-destiny-chapter-87":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Above the Heavenly Fate",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},2225788,4117,"Chapter 87: Oppression","above-destiny-chapter-87",87,"\u003Cp>It is well known that in the past, when the South Continent, North Continent, Central Lands, and Thousand Islands were not yet divided and the world was a single, seamless whole, everything in the mortal realm was under the control of the Eternal Empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the primordial age of chaos ended, the Eternal Empire unified everything and controlled all; its rule even extended for a long, drawn-out period of thousands of years...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terror of its power, the depth of its foundation, and the richness of its accumulation can be seen from this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And under this premise, as a member of the resistance organization [Mo], what was needed—besides determination and perseverance—was, most crucially, the ability to run away!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with the Empire’s frequent crackdowns, its scorched-earth offensives, and its total blockades, the Mo practitioners of the early days could only scatter and hide in dark corners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Living hand-to-mouth, not knowing if there would be a next meal, was the norm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You say what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A workshop?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of dream are you having, friend!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never mind a workshop; even if you were just building a brick house, before the ceiling was even framed, the Empire could tear it apart and grind it into dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would pull up the wheat you just planted in the field, slaughter the sow farrowing in the pen, and even split the earthworms on the ground in two!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precisely because of this, craftsmen had to minimize their reliance on workshops and various equipment to the greatest extent possible, and unless necessary, they would never linger in one place for long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any trace left by an unregistered workshop would become a death warrant for the craftsman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, a craftsman without a workshop is like a civil servant without a post, a flat soda, a safety officer who can't get a seat at the table, or an author without recommendations or monthly votes...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They belong to that state of being an orphan—not exactly dead, but seemingly far from living, and anyway, just one breath away from death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of thing: you can't do without it, but having it might cost you your life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with such a stifling, awkward predicament, the members of successive generations—Heavenly Humans and Heaven-Chosen—only found the optimal solution after countless secret attempts and explorations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the origin of [Non-Aggression].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To cast off the craftsman's reliance on workshops and tools, or even to discard workshops and tools entirely—processing materials directly with one's own hands, and performing alchemical operations on matter with one's own spiritual quality!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, no furnace is needed; wherever the hands reach, Non-Aggression can manipulate the properties of matter at will. No tools are needed; wherever spiritual quality reaches, Non-Aggression can create circuits and runes at will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as the craftsman's hands remain, the struggle of Mo will never cease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as the craftsman's soul remains, the realm of innovation will never end!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No limits, no shackles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All things and phenomena depend on what these hands create; everything in heaven and on earth is formed by these ten fingers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the [Creation of Non-Aggression]!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the effect brought about by this is absolute control over spiritual quality!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it is guiding, catalyzing, diffusing, converging, extracting, or purifying... just as Ji Jue dreamed of in the past, one can arbitrarily extract and manipulate all spiritual quality within materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Ji Jue saw the moment he merged with Non-Aggression—the world was created from invisible hands; the source of all Non-Aggression creation is the craftsman's hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as it is within the reach of Ji Jue's ten fingers, no change in spiritual quality can bypass his control. Unless its qualitative change and quantity exceed his control ability by more than tenfold, it will inevitably fall within his range of interference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is a pity, no matter how hard Lou Feng tries, it is useless. From the day Non-Aggression was born, it has been the nemesis of all spiritual quality manipulation abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any technique based on the use of spiritual quality is destined to be stripped back to its original form the moment it encounters it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hero of ours is like this; there is a beauty in this kind of intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who told you not to BAN it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, it seems it wasn't your turn anyway, so never mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hurry up and die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Jue pulled the trigger again, emptying the last row of slugs on his belt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanied by his \"careless\" wave, the beast of fury formed by spiritual quality molding froze instantly, beginning to dissipate the moment it appeared, like a phantom that would shatter at a touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, admiring the expression on Lou Feng's face as if he had seen a ghost, he hid his right hand—which was splitting, with nails peeling back, twitching, and numb to the point of being almost uncontrollable—behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five fingers clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ember-line spiritual quality enhancement: physical property manipulation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the pitch-black, complex totem, a faint light flickered for an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the operation of Non-Aggression, alchemy began; the object was his damaged hands, and the goal was to restore them to their original appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the most basic operation in alchemy—repair. At this moment, under the dual blessing of fluid alchemy and modern alchemy, two paths advanced in parallel, internal and external matching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the peeling wounds closed, the bruising dissipated and was forcibly covered, and the peeling nails returned to their original positions, restored to their original appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if nothing had happened, perfect and flawless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the subtle scars and cracks on the internal bones, the ruptured capillaries, and the torn muscles... unless Young Master Lou's eyes came with an X-ray machine, the devil would know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the most wonderful part of magic; as long as you can't figure out what tricks are hidden behind that thin curtain, everything happening before your eyes seems natural and incredible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Feng doesn't need to know that Ji Jue's level is still too low, and that merely reverse-dissolving the opponent's molded spiritual quality every now and then had already exhausted him to the point of collapse. He only needs to know that all his offensives and the Lou family heritage he had been deeply proud of since childhood were like a joke in front of his opponent; that is enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What followed was a feeling of oppression that was almost suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the shock brought by the breaking of his spiritual quality molding, the panic born from instinct and the horror suffered by his reason were the true final straws that broke the camel's back!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this very moment, under the protection of the Dragon Scale Armor, Lou Feng had completely lost his composure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The response strategies taught to him since childhood, and the rich experience accumulated by the Lou family over hundreds or thousands of years, kept surfacing and disappearing from his mind like flowing water, but they couldn't leave any trace at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't understand at all what kind of tricks Ji Jue was playing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What's going on? What happened? What the hell is this?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't even dare to rashly activate the other clone from his uncle hidden in the Time Sand Bead on his wrist; this was his last life-saving charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as he saw Ji Jue loading a slug dyed scarlet into the gun, he instinctively felt a chill again. Under the cracked Dragon Scale Armor, his figure suddenly blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he reappeared, he was already dozens of meters away, having spared no cost to open the distance and set up a repulsion defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no longer any of the refinement and grace from just before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hair was disheveled, his face pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just stared fixedly at Ji Jue's appearance, and his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this Non-Aggression? Could the matrix passed down by the sages be so different from his own?! But could there really be such an exaggerated matrix effect blessing in the world?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the essence and common sense of alchemy told him it was impossible, that such a bizarre thing could happen, he could no longer distinguish from that smile that faintly carried mockery and indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing the moment Ji Jue pulled the trigger, he subconsciously waved his hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill suddenly erupted, a gale and white snow swirled, and a wall of ice-iron rose from the ground, blocking the front of the muzzle... but what flew out of the muzzle was merely an ordinary slug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It couldn't even pierce the outermost defense of the ice-iron wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, played again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Jue's eyebrows raised, and he couldn't help but whistle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wave of bluffing had an excellent effect; one wave of basic attacks had almost tricked the opponent out of all their flash and equipment skills, it was just a pity that his own ability was still insufficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he could advance one more rank, or if his research on fluid alchemy and modern alchemy went one step deeper, this wave of pressure would be so full that the opponent wouldn't even dare to fight him in a team battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the future, they would probably walk around him whenever they saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Calm down, Boss!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slan's voice sounded over the communication: \"Don't be fooled by that kid. I can't figure out what tricks he's playing, but it's definitely not as easy as it looks. This is not a one-on-one duel; there's no need to fight him alone!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the Homecoming Knights, Slan at the very front suddenly waved his hand and threw a spear at Ji Jue, but in mid-air, the spear was already cut off by the iron shards thrown by Xiao An, exploding into a mass of scarlet blood light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knights' formation unfolded, shielding Lou Feng again, even at the cost of abandoning the blockade and siege of An Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homecoming Knights followed orders strictly, and Slan's mind remained clear from beginning to end. Compared to victory, the boss's safety was the top priority. What's the point of winning? Everyone comes out to fight for money. Even if they killed these two kids here, if Lou Feng died, who would pay the final payment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In less than a few minutes, Xiao An's spiritual quality had already been consumed by more than half, and the surging sword energy flickered, appearing even more sharp and violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting one against many, relying on the mobility brought by the sword hum, the Homecoming Knights, despite being numerous, were unable to do anything to him at this moment, only leaving a few wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at his opponents, almost everyone was wounded, or even severely injured!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the injuries could not affect the opponent's combat power at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The large group of Heaven-Chosen blessed by the Red King all received the same blessings: blood-drinking, armor-breaking, fierce fighting... it could be said that their endurance was maxed out. And for a Great Knight Commander like Slan who had reached the fifth rank, the many blessings received were enough to form a chain effect—[Wild Hunt]!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No vital points, tireless, fearless of danger; as long as the health bar remained, they could maintain peak combat power, and even become stronger as they lost blood. As long as the mind did not stop, they could fight endlessly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the decisive battle more than ninety years ago, seventy-one knights of the Red State charged and defeated the Iron Guards of the White State head-on, thus achieving the banner of the Homecoming Knights. Born to fight, returning home to death. To this day, the headless undead knights are still a terrifying nightmare circulating on the Central Lands battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the knights who had reorganized their formation did not rush to attack, but unanimously took off the pendant-shaped medicine bottles from their bosoms, bit the bottle mouths open, spat them out, and drank the medicine in one gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, blood-colored flames with substance rose from their bodies. The flames were like living things, connecting to each other, as if they were about to turn into a raging fire spreading across the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood-burning sacrifice: using the blood of the large group of Heaven-Chosen themselves as a sacrifice to offer to the fungal colony, in order to receive the blessing from the Fungal Lord. Exchanging life for power and endurance, all knights would share the same soul and blood source, and only a large group of Heaven-Chosen with the same matrix could so conveniently merge into one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homecoming Knights were going to risk their lives!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the protection of the wing formation, the disheveled Lou Feng finally smiled, coldly staring at the two remaining enemies. Now, they had nowhere to run, and even that broken car was gone...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaccountably, Lou Feng suddenly froze, feeling a chill from nowhere, and even sluggish horror and suspicion, unable to understand: where is the car?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where is that damn car?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, what he heard was a faint, crisp sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coming from behind all the Homecoming Knights...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ammunition chain was loaded...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the chaotic battle, the three-wheeled motorcycle, which had no presence at all, finally shook off the dust-proof felt cloth covering the cargo bed, revealing the harvest piled up like a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even, inside the large and small bags, the bracket that Ji Jue had just welded in the camp not long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the bracket, there was a strange-looking steel creation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick, long, black, and hard...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there were six barrels, which began to rotate slowly at some unknown time, aimed remotely at the backs of the Homecoming Knights... making Lou Feng unable to help but grit his teeth in rage!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A generous sponsorship from retired veterans, good stuff dug out from the basement of the Veterans Mutual Aid Association warehouse by Brother Feng using his face, and refurbished and quenched by Brother Furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the 2,100 bullets specially approved and mobilized by Sister Wen occupied more than 70% of the original load capacity of the little ox-horse...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—That was a six-barreled heavy machine gun!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the rear of the little ox-horse finally adjusted its orientation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, at Ji Jue's signal, it let out a hearty roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"BEEP!!!!!\" \u003C\u002Fp>",2379,"2026-06-17T22:21:51.502Z","2026-06-18T03:18:02.290Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","244dfd78f70f3c8da672e996609f403ec1692bba47df35cb69fd89c5a70624f7","above-destiny-chapter-88","above-destiny-chapter-86",461,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fabove-the-heavenly-fate-cover.jpg"]