[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-god-through-horror":3,"chapter-becoming-a-god-through-horror-becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-66":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a God Through Horror",{"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},2273609,4441,"Chapter 66: Internal Qi: The Journey Begins","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>Accompanied by the burning of flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Louis felt nothing in his heart—clearly, the first attempt had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he had expected this; calmly, Louis took out a second vermilion paper and continued the ritual: drawing the Bagua array, dripping blood, and so on, until the seventh time, when the burning flame carried faint crimson hues, and Louis felt an inexplicable sense of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clap. Clap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pale-faced gambler was thrown inside; his blindfold was ripped off, revealing pure terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corpses, corpses, so many corpses… and that bleeding sheep… dim light… the cold-haired boy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cult ritual!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gamblers born on this land knew this ritual all too well—here, a new cult was founded every day, most for amusement, but no one knew if any concealed a true cult…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaah!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please, spare me! I—I can pay you back! I have a daughter—she’s beautiful, she can be used to settle the debt! I—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis remained expressionless, flicked his finger, and fine powder entered the gambler’s brain with his frantic breath; the gambler’s eyes instantly glazed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Powder… powder… so good?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the voice in his ear, he numbly picked up a one-dollar bill from the ground—it looked like a hundred dollars in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as he picked it up, some awareness returned; he bit his tongue hard and snapped awake, staring at the money in his hand, confused and terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis felt slightly exasperated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the limitation of the Tearing Fiber Technique—it could only briefly confuse a gambler; against a normal adult, let alone a warrior with iron will…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, it was merely a minor spell for kidnapping children—the ceiling was truly low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clap. Clap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light applause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two sunglasses-wearing giants beside him, who had been bowing their heads the entire time, immediately stepped forward, knocked the gambler unconscious, and carefully dragged him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the transference of misfortune was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the refreshing clarity in his soul, Louis knew the moment for breakthrough had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately sat cross-legged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis seemed to remember something and turned to look at the two sheep bound in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The process of the Entry-Level Beast Transformation Technique was too disgusting, and since Louis had no cultivation base, he could never reach proficiency or mastery—so he had only practiced it twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to break through; he needed guardians, and every unstable factor had to be eliminated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if sensing something, the two sheep began thrashing violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gold, agile in form, rushed in from the front room, while Kuro followed closely behind with the Eighteen Fierce Dogs from the warehouse; the black-clad giants also carefully brought in the high-calorie food they had purchased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, inside the cave: Gold and Kuro, the Eighteen Fierce Dogs; outside: armed giants with guns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis could finally close himself off in seclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Diagram of Grain Abstinence and Qi Guidance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ancient method combining movement and stillness, an excellent Foundation Establishment technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When reaching its highest level, internal qi is generated from within, born from the refinement of one’s essence and energy, condensed with the soul’s spiritual nature—a fusion of essence, energy, and spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though called internal qi, it may also be termed primordial qi or spiritual force, a precursor to magic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis sat cross-legged, his inhalations and exhalations perfectly rhythmic; his spirit and body gradually unified. Slowly, streams of dense, lingering white mist exhaled from his nose and mouth, growing thicker and thicker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vast amounts of oxygen entered his body, activating blood circulation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis stood up and began performing a series of movements—each seemed odd, yet carried a strange beauty; the motions grew faster and faster, eventually becoming fluid, and gradually, Louis’s movements changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They transformed into the Bagua Palm he had learned, better suited to refining essence and energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each palm strike now emitted a whistling wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This routine continued for half an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inhale… Exhale…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white qi arrow shot out with Louis’s breath, lingering in the air for a full ten seconds before beginning to dissipate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis slowly opened his eyes, his gaze brilliantly bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside Louis, a faint yet distinct qi now flowed in a regulated pattern, slowly growing stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up the food prepared beside him and devoured it ravenously; after more than half an hour, the food had grown cold, but Louis didn’t care—he was starving, his stomach growling!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chicken, beef, pizza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three bites down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, his eating slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Burp～”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Patting his belly, Louis reveled in the rapid changes occurring in his body, utterly absorbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel it—his condition was better than ever; strength, speed, stamina, vitality—all were strengthening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this moment on, he was a true cultivator—though he could also call himself a sorcerer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In ancient times, he had risen beyond the level of village shamans and could establish himself in a county town; in the chaotic modern age, he would already count as a notable figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, founding a sect or school was still far off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, I can deepen my Beast Transformation Technique.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clap. Clap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The familiar clapping sound echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All preparations were complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David waited in his newly acquired extended limousine for his family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since acquiring Mao Xiong’s machines at a low price, he found they were mediocre—their precision in production was poor—so he sold them to smaller factories and made a profit as a middleman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He discovered a business opportunity this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, through reselling goods, he had accumulated a large sum of liquid cash; though this carried risks, he always used the Kanou family’s channels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, nothing had gone wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only problem was the IRS bastards—thinking of the tax bill made David rub his temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In America, especially during this Cold War era, taxes on capitalists were brutal—even for a lowly small capitalist like him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever. It’s money earned. No point dwelling on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David snapped back to reality and saw Jenny and Yulencar already in the car, while Emma and Louis were saying goodbye to the neighbor’s child—someone named Jiali? A shy kid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis held Emma’s music box, waiting impatiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Emma said something, then imitated Louis by patting Jiali’s shoulder, as if encouraging her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiali blushed deeply, nodding, her eyes secretly glancing at Louis’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car door shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David started the limousine; the vehicle slowly rolled down the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiali stared with envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She too wanted to travel with her family or friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the door opened; Margaret yanked Jiali back inside, her gaze fixed on the departing car with terror—as if it were some monstrous flood or beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, to her,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma was about the same as a monstrous flood or beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1122,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b2d1e51c715bfa49d612a18086c4646a9847fb5a90e7413a71f6479f67cfce87","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-67","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-65",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]