[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo":3,"chapter-chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-23":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Chat Group: My Northern Dipper Fist Will Never Lose!",{"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},2349588,4593,"Chapter 23: Who the Hell Knows How Many Eyes Jia Sanye Has?","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-23",23,"\u003Cp>Under the midday sun, sunlight pierced through thin white cloud rings and filtered through gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground; though the mountain path was uneven, they had not walked long before a neat set of steps appeared before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of the steps stood the torii gate leading to the Three Fox Valley shrine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In your terms, I suppose I’m a magic user too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A formula quickly formed in Jia Ji’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Quan is a monk, I am Long Quan’s disciple, therefore I am a monk too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Round it off, and qi energy is roughly equivalent to magic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly then, in this monster world filled with horror elements but no supernatural ones, I am the most orthodox—Japanese magic monk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from not shaving his head, Jia Ji was indeed no different from a conventional Japanese monk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body, hidden beneath his robes, was covered in scars from years of rigorous cultivation; daily visualization of the Fudo Myo-o Bodhisattva had refined his form, and if traced to its origin, his esoteric lineage could be linked back to the Han Dynasty’s White Horse Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Romu glanced at him skeptically, saw Zi about to speak but holding back, and ultimately gave up on commenting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright, I’m spilling it.” Jia Ji turned his back to the group, slightly tilted his right cheek, exposed his neck, stepped one strong thigh forward and the other back on the steps, placed one hand above and one below his chest, struck Dio’s pose, and said solemnly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m actually a martial artist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Sanzhi Granny paid no mind to his nonsense; she had seen too much to easily adapt her words to any audience, and knew this fellow had no intention of revealing his origins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Jia Ji had been lying from start to finish?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he helped them defeat the fox god, everything else was trivial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I originally planned to rely on that child named Xiao Hua—Zi’s friend—to use her unique life spiritual energy to break through the shrine’s barrier… but now there’s clearly a better candidate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Romu pointed at Jia Ji; in his eyes, this boy who seemed to have crawled out of some forgotten corner of the old era—a “tribal member”—was radiating a transparent, gentle glow, like fire blazing around his body, creating astonishing ripples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a vibrant magnetic field, the manifestation of something called life force, unyielding and fierce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His overwhelming aura, even without any guidance, was enough to shatter the shrine’s hidden barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But against an evil god that had devoured several spiritualists, caution was still essential!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Powerful winds howled, transforming into violent shocks that echoed across the few hundred square meters of the shrine’s forecourt; the furious force blasted outward, nearly becoming visible waves in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust swirled wildly, making Jia Ji squint slightly, while the other three had to raise their arms and cover their faces with sleeves to endure it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the hazy yellow haze, a massive blurred figure was emerging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold wind brushed lightly against Zi’s spine; she shuddered violently, as if in recent days, her sensitivity to this “seeing ghosts” sensation had grown sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanzhi, her fingers wrapped in prayer beads, assumed a defensive stance; Romu pulled out vials, jars, and exorcism gear; both wore grim expressions, ready for a fight to the death—then they heard…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the laugh of the fifteen-year-old boy beside them, brimming with excitement at encountering something novel and intriguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You guys, get behind me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji stepped forward, standing on the boundary between the mortal world and the spirit realm, staring unblinkingly at the massive figure slowly materializing from the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, facing this thing in person felt different from any photograph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vile, icy, grotesque form brimming with endless malice and greed had manifested—no trace of elegance here; its narrow eyes locked onto Jia Ji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two tiny fox-faced shrine maidens, like young girls, stood silently beside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—The Mountain God cannot retain its power outside the barrier; it’s merely watching from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, then I’m coming—IN!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The BeiDou Fist practitioner wearing an oni mask took another step forward, fully stepping from beyond the torii into the Mountain God’s domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—he vanished!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, wrong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t vanished; he had suddenly dropped his body to an extremely low position, creating an illusion of disappearance, then surged forward violently!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue-tinged flames wrapped his feet as he stomped backward; explosive reaction force surged from the ground into Jia Ji’s body, leaving a slanted, fading footprint on the hard stone floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like the earth itself pushed him,” said Sanyu Zi, who had captured Jia Ji’s high-speed movement via the chat group’s photo function, later remarked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thunderous crack and a piercing sonic boom, Jia Ji struck the Mountain God’s skull before anyone could react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A visible deep indentation formed; the fox god screamed in agony, its head shattering like petals into several pieces, swiftly and nimbly surging toward the prey that had willingly embraced it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those dense, razor-sharp teeth could devour an ordinary person’s life in a single bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t even know how many eyes Jia Sanye has—you can’t tell the big king from the little king!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still airborne and not yet landed, Jia Ji showed no panic; the qi energy that had only covered his feet now instantly engulfed his entire body, turning even his standing hair and eyes pure blue, his power surging beyond anything before, spreading to every inch of his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Invisible force and intangible qi energy converged into a single point on his palm-blade, forming a blindingly sharp and ferociously dominant blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Zi’s perspective, Jia Ji’s entire body was already half-swallowed by the gaping maw, as if he would be torn apart into bloody shreds in the next second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t struggle or flee; instead, he plunged deeper like a swimming fish into the belly of the giant fox god—and just as the maw closed, nearly swallowing him whole, Jia Ji’s shout rang out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“—‘Hell Funeral Double Slash Wave’!! Go straight to hell!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deafening roar that shook the mountains and forests suddenly halted, as if paused by an invisible hand; a silver line appeared across the fox god’s glittering body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From front to back, encircling it completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fox face, still bearing human-like fury, froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, it split in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wha…?!” Old, near-blind Wu Tian Sanzhi doubted her eyes—perhaps she was hallucinating, or dreaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that she couldn’t believe reality; it was that in one single strike, he had cleanly severed an evil god that had plagued for over a century?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Romu observed more closely: the upper and lower halves were only slightly misaligned; the cut surfaces glowed without flesh or blood, as if about to rejoin in another second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hundred percent chance of revival—maybe even a second stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It won’t end this easily…” he silently judged, gripping his exorcism tools tighter; if Jia Ji failed, he would be next to face the Mountain God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riiip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The upper half of the fox god, visually at least the size of a car, was suddenly lifted by two massive hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, like trash, it was flung high into the air, gliding smoothly over ten meters before crashing to the ground; the stone slabs shattered under the impact of gravity-accelerated force, spraying fragments in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Romu suddenly realized that today, he had been constantly toggling between preparing to use his tools and deciding not to; seeing Jia Ji standing unharmed atop the fox god’s lower half, he gave a bitter chuckle, shook his head, and once again loosened his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outcome was decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From start to finish, it had taken no more than a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evil god that had tormented and terrorized them for years, even decades, had become this motionless corpse—simple, effortless, astonishingly swift, like slicing raw salmon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the two fox-faced shrine maidens had no time to react; their long-serving Mountain God had been cut down in one blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding-ding, the one on the left finally snapped out of shock; her waist bells jingled urgently as she raised her claw, aiming at the [abnormal] human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to everyone’s surprise, the one on the right also raised her hand—only she aimed at her own companion, her waist bells shaking wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two tiny fox-faced shrine maidens now stood locked in standoff, neither daring to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Defected?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—there was never loyalty to begin with, so how could there be betrayal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji, having just stood up from inside the fox god’s belly, exhaled deeply; his swollen muscles gradually returned to normal, his enlarged body shrinking back to its original size. Fortunately, he had been in a hurry when leaving his training clothes, so his loose robes were still on—he hadn’t exposed himself to his chat group friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—This was also a traditional skill of the BeiDou Sect: giving full effort often meant destroying one’s clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji gave the fox attendant on the right a deep look and explained to the group: “They were once human—these spiritualists themselves. After death, their souls were seized by the Mountain God and transformed into these shrine maidens.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji kicked at the corpse dissolving into light particles; exposed parts revealed undigested human torsos and hundreds of tiny bells shaped like eyeballs—if he hadn’t ripped it open, no one would have noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, he had truly entered a living flesh body; its dense, heavy texture was far more solid than the minor demons he’d slain before, forcing him to unleash his full strength—this was the first time he had ever used his full power without holding back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I hadn’t destroyed it, Zi’s price would have been the same—becoming a puppet shrine maiden under its control, her soul eternally trapped.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zi isn’t meant to be used like this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you talking about?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanyu Zi, too stunned to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji turned and nodded to the fox attendant who had chosen to help him; she must have been under control for a shorter time, not yet fully corrupted by malice, still retaining some reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…か&∟ゴㄔ…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm-hmm, I see. I completely understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no idea what language she was speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn’t stop Jia Ji from understanding what he needed to do next based on her hint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namely: cut the roots and burn the grass!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strode forward, standing outside the dilapidated shrine’s entrance, feeling a chilling aura rush toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fox attendant on the left seemed to realize what he intended; she lowered her poised claw and waited silently for the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji didn’t look up—he kicked forward with a flying foot and smashed straight through the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walls were plastered with talismans; the wooden ceiling hung with countless bells, each string tied to a bell pointing toward the central altar, ending in a white cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the white cloth, atop the altar, lay a skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faint, whispering murmurs emanated from the skull; the air around it filled with wails and screams, relentless sharp curses echoing in Jia Ji’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone with weak mental strength or an inauspicious destiny would lose their soul, go mad, fall into hallucinations, suffer hysteria, collapse mentally, or become a vegetable within two seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Notably, Jia Ji’s mental strength was strong—and his destiny was even stronger. Extremely strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His junior, Ken Shi Lang, was born with the purest Tian Sha Gu Xing destiny, and everyone close to him could not escape one fate: death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But everyone had unconsciously ignored Jia Ji, who too bore the Tian Sha Gu Xing destiny—his parents both dead, no friends, no relatives, no kin, not even his adoptive father Long Quan, a mighty warrior, had died a violent death, and his two supremely gifted older brothers had met the same end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rescued from a fire, survived a nuclear blast, even lived after being struck by Bei Dou Shen Quan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ken Shi Lang’s Tian Sha Gu Xing destiny struggled to kill him; carelessness would only invite backlash—this had nothing to do with fate or stars, but was purely a clash of destinies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus it is said: Tian Sha cannot kill him, Gu Xing cannot overcome his ominous fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A destiny of countless killings, nine deaths yet still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ominous fate, an ominous man, and the spirits of chimei and wangliang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Izanami of Huang Quan Bi Li Ban must weigh whether her teeth are strong enough to claim his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In tabletop RPG terms, his mental resistance is extremely high, his intuition extremely low, his San value as stable as a college student’s final exam grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So noisy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji, completely unfazed, scratched his ear, then swung a punch that shattered both the skull and the table into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the sky, once shrouded in dull gray clouds, cleared; bright light poured over the entire shrine grounds, the sounds of birds, beasts, and cicadas returned, and countless twisted souls surged forth in a whirlwind, pouring out through the doorway Jia Ji had kicked open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Should be over, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look; the two fox-faced priestesses’ expressions had softened, their ferocity and rage vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They nodded at the boy whose true identity remained unknown, then dissolved into a white mist and disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few crisp, tinkling bell sounds remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2231,"2026-06-21T02:38:13.240Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b4334cdeb20bc5a0eab4538bc8d0a9bea38357c5e01dc1d0a379fb6915b109b7","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-24","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-22",355,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fchat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-cover.jpg"]