[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods":3,"chapter-at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-chapter-8":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","At the Summit of the Old 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},2362136,4618,"Chapter 8: The Stool Leg Divine Knife (Third Update)","at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-chapter-8",8,"\u003Cp>People really do change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past two years, homeroom teacher Li Yan has repeatedly urged students to hold onto their true selves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially for teenagers aged seventeen or eighteen, once you leave the mortal tier and become a divine devotee,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>your superior physical condition, unique divine arts, and the protection of a powerful deity are enough to unbalance a person’s mindset!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or should we call it revealing one’s true nature?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Watch out!” The students were stunned by the sudden turn of events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lu Ran’s next move made everyone realize he had no intention of stopping after one strike!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lu Ran swung the chair, he didn’t pause a moment—he charged forward immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kou Yingquan’s seat was two rows diagonally behind Lu Ran, not far at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran stepped forward with his left foot onto the aisle, his right knee already raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He aimed straight at Kou Yingquan’s position and drove his knee forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fierce, ruthless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You fucking—” Kou Yingquan’s face darkened as he flung away the shattered chair, the clatter of furniture echoing endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment he shoved the chair aside, a brutal flying knee came straight at his face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the—?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit!” Chaos erupted in the classroom, screams rising one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran’s flying knee struck Kou Yingquan’s face with precision and brutality!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knee slammed into Kou Yingquan’s raised arm, carrying his wrist into his own mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crash!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a flurry of noise, Kou Yingquan toppled backward, his chair and body both crashing to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sight stunned everyone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my god!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This this this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop! Stop fighting!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the cries, Lu Ran, kneeling on the ground, raised his fist toward Kou Yingquan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thud! Thud! Thud!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One punch after another, each striking the opponent’s jaw!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking for trouble, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Talking shit, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third-rank god—Devotee of the Prisoned Demon, think you’re tough, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huuu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a surge of energy erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get lost!” A phantom robe materialized on Kou Yingquan’s body; its trailing hem swept upward, flinging Lu Ran backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prisoned Demon Divine Art: Blood Robe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the back row, a tall, martial youth stood up immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Yu stepped sideways into the aisle, fixing his gaze on Lu Ran, who had been thrown his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran was 177 cm tall and weighed 66 kg—not bulky, but far from frail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing this human cannonball, Deng Yu remained calm and advanced decisively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hand gripped Lu Ran’s spine, the other wrapped around his waist, then he deftly redirected the force, pulling Lu Ran back several steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran, who should have crashed into a desk, was steered off course and stumbled to a stop in the aisle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I gave you some face!” Kou Yingquan rose to his feet, his expression furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Prisoned Demon devotee, being beaten down by a little lamb in front of the whole class was an unbearable humiliation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little lamb, you’ve lived too long!” Kou Yingquan, enraged, charged straight at Lu Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop! Don’t fight!” Jiang Ruyi rushed forward from the front of the classroom and grabbed Kou Yingquan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear Kou Yingquan was truly furious—he kept advancing despite the class monitor’s pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks.” Lu Ran suddenly turned his head, glancing sideways behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Yu: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than thanking me, shouldn’t you be paying attention to Kou Yingquan, who’s charging at you like a demon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At such a critical moment, you still have time to say thanks?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm… classy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, Lu Ran snatched up Deng Yu’s chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Deng Yu smirked faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that “thanks” wasn’t for catching me—it was for providing the chair?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in the chaotic classroom, voices rose everywhere:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you stupid, Lu Ran? Still fighting?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t fall for it—Kou Yingquan wants you to fight him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Run! He’s a Prisoned Demon devotee who’s learned the Blood Robe divine art—you can’t even break his defense!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still thinking about breaking his defense? I’m laughing—Lu Ran’s lucky if the Blood Robe doesn’t crush him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the classmates chattered endlessly, none dared intervene against the furious Kou Yingquan except Class Monitor Jiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet facing the powerful Kou Yingquan, Lu Ran showed not the slightest retreat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gripped the wooden chair and advanced, not retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?” Deng Yu watched Lu Ran’s resolute back and his eyes brightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You really have guts!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing it’s hopeless, yet still charging forward?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When two paths meet, this is exactly the kind of thrill I love!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, I’m into it… wait, what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Yu’s expression twisted as he suddenly realized something:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran isn’t charging at Kou Yingquan—he’s charging at me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry!” Lu Ran suddenly shouted, leaving everyone dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immortal Lamb Divine Art: Voice of Compassion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now on the podium, you wanted me to beg, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll oblige you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry! Don’t hit me! I know I’m wrong!” Lu Ran cried out, his voice trembling with fake sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the premise that all students were novices, the basic divine art of the Immortal Lamb sect still had effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since the students had already formed a bias, its impact was even stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Kou Yingquan was a devotee of the Third-Rank God, the Prisoned Demon, and possessed the highly effective divine art, Blood Robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about Lu Ran?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a Ninth-Rank God devotee—the Immortal Lamb—and his divine art was meant for crying and begging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add to that Kou Yingquan’s towering, muscular frame and terrifying aura, as if he meant to devour Lu Ran alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was strong, who was weak? It was obvious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all have some measure of compassion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran’s wailing was so pitiful it immediately won over a group of classmates, shifting the entire classroom’s atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next moment, everyone was utterly stunned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Lu Ran swung the chair and smashed it hard into Kou Yingquan’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as he swung, he kept crying out: “Don’t hit me! I’m sorry! Please, don’t hit me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the students’ expressions were priceless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kou Yingquan was indeed affected by Lu Ran’s begging—otherwise, his forward momentum wouldn’t have slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as Kou Yingquan’s mind was distracted, the chair smashed into his face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You—you!!” Kou Yingquan’s robe flailed wildly; he trembled with rage, nearly gasping for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Jiang Ruyi widened her beautiful eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who cries and begs while swinging a chair?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Face sobbing, chair swinging hard?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the fuck?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh wow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha! I’m dead! Hahaha! Lu Ran, you’re a real piece of work, hahaha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the chaos, a furious female voice rang out: \"Kou Yingquan, are you even human? Stop hitting Lu Ran—you only bully the weak!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without doubt, this female classmate was inherently kind-hearted, which was why she was so deeply affected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I! I!!!\" Kou Yingquan was nearly exploding with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which eye did you see me hitting Lu Ran with?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn’t it him swinging the bench at me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crack!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kou Yingquan swept his robe’s hem hard, and the bench in Lu Ran’s hands shattered violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surge of energy, mixed with wind and waves, churned the wooden shards, forcing Lu Ran to stagger backward until he collapsed sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Divine Art of the Blood Robe from the Prison Demon Sect truly lives up to its reputation—both offensive and defensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran curled on the ground, arm shielding his head, as splintered wood clattered down around him; one lone bench leg landed atop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let go!\" Kou Yingquan spun sharply and swung his robe’s hem again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah!\" Jiang Ruyi was flung away instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kou Yingquan finally broke free—now, he was beyond furious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You little lamb!\" Kou Yingquan cursed as he turned, \"You fucking—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word was cut off mid-sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Lu Ran had already risen, gripping a single lone bench leg, and charged straight at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking advantage of the instant Kou Yingquan opened his mouth to curse, Lu Ran drove the bench leg straight in—yes, shoved it into the other’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That mouth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran gripped the bench leg and twisted hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That! Mouth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prison Demon Sect’s foundational Divine Art—the Blood Robe—was indeed extremely resilient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Lu Ran at his current stage, he lacked the power to shatter this illusory robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the robe could protect Kou Yingquan’s body—it didn’t cover his face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mmm!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kou Yingquan’s eyes bulged wide, his mouth filled with blood from the rough, filthy bench leg churning inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked horrific!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the bench leg plunged down his throat, Kou Yingquan’s stomach churned violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Puke~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body’s instinctive reaction made him stagger backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran’s face darkened; he strode forward, shifting from one-handed grip to two-handed grip on the bench leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the bench leg in his hands became like a Tang-style broadsword, driven into Kou Yingquan’s mouth, thrusting straight toward the podium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kou Yingquan’s eyes widened in shock and terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He curled his right hand around the illusory robe and swiftly swung it toward Lu Ran’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran immediately dropped the weapon, crouched low, letting the robe’s hem sweep over his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment, Lu Ran kicked off the ground and slammed into Kou Yingquan, grabbing his legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Baa!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From beneath Kou Yingquan’s robe, a sheep’s bleat erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Art of the Immortal Sheep—Sound of Compassion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Face-to-face, just scream and it’s over!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, Lu Ran certainly didn’t believe his opponent would feel pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even a slight disruption to the opponent’s mind would be enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the stunned gazes of their classmates, the two charging toward the podium suddenly changed direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran clung tightly to Kou Yingquan’s thighs and charged straight for the window!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this sweltering summer day, the classroom windows were all open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lu Ran!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is the third floor! Lu Ran, this is the third floor!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran ignored them completely, feet never stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what if it’s the third floor?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn’t Kou Yingquan a Prison Demon follower? Doesn’t he think his Blood Robe is tough?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come on,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let’s see how tough you really are!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ruyi, who had been flung earlier, stood near the blackboard; seeing this, she panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran wasn’t like this normally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, hearing Kou Yingquan’s insults—\"Rats’ sons dig holes,\" \"The authorities haven’t released any details,\" \"His son worships a demon god—who knows what his father did\"—Lu Ran finally snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ruyi feared a disaster, and in desperation, she raised her hand and drew something in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, a semi-transparent white jade tablet flew out, bearing blue-purple runes she had just sketched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The runes were crooked, like a tiny blue-purple lightning serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jade Talisman Divine Art—Lightning Bind Rune!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zzz~ zzz!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white jade talisman flashed past, striking Kou Yingquan squarely on the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the two were already entangled, threads of electricity, like fine serpents, instantly crawled over both their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the intensity of battle, everyone had forgotten: one of their classmates was a Divine Follower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third-Rank Divine Follower of the Jade Talisman Sect—Jiang Ruyi!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third-Class Deity, follower of the Yu Fu Sect, Jiang Ruyi!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to momentum, Kou Yingquan slammed hard against the windowsill and sat down heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran trembled violently as Jiang Ruyi rushed over and dragged him backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were finally separated!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s all this noise?\" The homeroom teacher’s sharp voice came from the classroom door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the classroom fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yanzhu immediately saw Lu Ran, trembling and collapsed on the floor, and understood instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was furious. \"The school has repeatedly forbidden private fights! Do you want to be expelled?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she scolded, Li Yanzhu noticed Kou Yingquan slumped against the windowsill, pale-faced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw his mouth full of blood, a bench leg still jammed inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, she’d been confused, thinking Jiang Ruyi and Lu Ran had fought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that she saw Kou Yingquan was the other fighter, Li Yanzhu understood—and her rage intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For two years, these two students had always clashed verbally, but kept it restrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now you’ve gotten bold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’ve both become Divine Followers and dare to fight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Spit it out! Give me that wood!\" Li Yanzhu’s face turned ashen. \"Look at yourself! You’ve disgraced the Prison Demon Sect!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with the homeroom teacher’s scolding, Kou Yingquan remained dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d just escaped death’s door—terrified, trembling uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yanzhu’s fury boiled over: \"Kou Yingquan!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mmm!\" Kou Yingquan snapped back to awareness, hands shaking as he pulled the bench leg from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the wood touched his throat, he gagged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm!” Kou Yingquan snapped back to his senses, his hands trembling as he pulled the stool leg from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stomach churned violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He vomited everything—undigested buns, pickled vegetables, millet porridge, mixed with mouthfuls of blood—all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yanzhu roared: \"Both of you, get out to the hallway—stand there as punishment!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over here, Lu Ran finally returned to himself. He gripped the podium, swaying as he stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get out!\" The homeroom teacher’s shout made Lu Ran’s ears ring. \"Now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran stared toward the windowsill, back to the classroom door, stepping backward slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked, he watched the disheveled, broken Kou Yingquan below the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran gazed toward the windowsill, his back to the classroom door, stepping slowly backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran smirked, adjusted his disheveled collar, and stepped out of the classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran grinned, adjusted his disheveled collar with one hand, and stepped out of the classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no,” Deng Yu muttered from the back of the classroom, watching that figure depart with effortless grace. “Oh no, oh no.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Lu Ran,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>is he really targeting me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter ends at three a.m.—please collect, recommend, and tip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you to Zuoyan Zhaozai’s million-coin tip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boss, you’re so generous—thank you for your support!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>May the boss enjoy eternal blessings, live forever, wula!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ヾ()\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2295,"2026-06-21T06:12:58.056Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","740b8caf2d635f3db29a4471f67045e6f67f864182cca0fd789207ed70e6bd85","at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-chapter-9","at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-chapter-7",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fat-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-cover.jpg"]