[{"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-25":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},2349590,4593,"Chapter 25: Do You Even Understand What Filial Piety Is?","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-25",25,"\u003Cp>It wasn’t that Jia Ji didn’t want to stay longer in the other world and enjoy himself a bit, maybe let Mei Shao Nv V50 treat him to some fried chicken—he could’ve played even outdated video games all day long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, like a diligent senior high school student, he had homework to finish every day—homework supervised one-on-one by a master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skipping class was out of the question; at best, he could sneak into the other world during lunch break, but once back in his own world, he’d have to resume grueling training with the muscular men again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although time flowed much faster in Jianzi’s world than in the Beidou world, Jia Ji’s lunch break was still painfully short—even if he rushed back immediately after killing the Mountain God in one go, without a single delay, he still exceeded his training time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustling softly, Jia Ji tiptoed toward the courtyard, preparing to join his fellow disciples who had already begun their practice, terrified of making any loud noise and awakening someone he shouldn’t disturb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jia Ji.” Like a ghost, a figure appeared silently behind him, a large hand pressing firmly onto his shoulder—the tightening grip like iron tongs, pinning him firmly in place, unable to move an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where did you just go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart skipped a beat; Jia Ji spun around hastily to plead his case, only to see his master’s other hand—unplaced, as always—the hand that normally played with his prayer beads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Explain.” Long Quan’s tone carried a chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, the truth’s out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji could tell Long Quan wasn’t just angry about his lateness—he was also asking about the whereabouts of those prayer beads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So this is how it happened… and this is what I did…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caught red-handed, Jia Ji slumped and confessed a revised version of the story—omitting the other world entirely. He’d long prepared himself for Long Quan to find out, but he hadn’t expected it to happen so soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You say you gave away the prayer beads to impress a girl?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing that simple lies couldn’t fool a master of his caliber—especially since he himself practiced Beidou Shenquan—he cut straight to the most explosive part to divert attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something like that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji’s head sank lower; his nearly one-meter-eight height looked puny before the furious Long Quan, like a sponge drained of water and flattened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Quan’s beard trembled with rage as he barked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stand outside the gate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment those words left his lips, Jia Ji slipped sideways and instantly teleported beyond the vermilion gate, standing perfectly still in a stance—his movement fluid, his speed swift, clearly premeditated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Um…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commotion Jia Ji caused had been noticed by all three senior disciples—if they weren’t blind or deaf—but so far, only the youngest, Ken Shi Lang, had dared to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think Brother Jia Ji didn’t mean to—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this foolishness from his youngest disciple, Long Quan’s temple veins bulged; he raised his finger, lowered it, raised it again, lowered it again—so furious he laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense! Enough! Ken Shi Lang, stop speaking to your master in that questioning tone! Do you even understand what filial piety means?! Still defending Jia Ji? Go stand with him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ken Shi Lang lowered his head and stepped quietly beside Jia Ji, finally understanding why the other two brothers had just watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath his monk’s robe, Long Quan’s towering frame trembled as he fought the urge to look at his two brain-dead disciples—otherwise, his right hand, itching to twist something irrecoverable, might uncontrollably crush their skulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Quan, the sixty-third successor of Beidou Shenquan, swept his sleeve and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji, eyes vacant, mind wandering, stood unconsciously in stance when a whisper, faint as a mosquito’s buzz, reached his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Jia Ji… is Master really angry?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Ken Shi Lang, finally realizing something felt off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah, dumb kid.” Jia Ji couldn’t hold back, using his height advantage to ruffle his brother’s hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master isn’t angry—he’s just hitting menopause.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s menopause?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll understand when you’re his age.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji had indeed acted unkindly—middle-aged people take years to cultivate a hobby, and he’d shattered his master’s prized possession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a child who didn’t understand smashed a walnut the family had been polishing for decades—was he truly furious? Maybe not. He just hadn’t recovered yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get ready—your life’s going to be rough from now on.” Jia Ji solemnly patted his brother’s shoulder; he’d known Long Quan too long to misunderstand him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man would probably return to normal tomorrow, but during training? That was another story—he’d surely find ways to make things difficult for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The abbot’s got a petty heart. You know that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Know what? I don’t know anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Ken Shi Lang was utterly clueless, unaware of what was coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood in place all night, until the sky faintly brightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though neither of them found it burdensome, Long Quan’s arrival still brought each of them a quiet sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with no expression of joy or anger, Long Quan declared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ken Shi Lang, Jia Ji—you two may only stand to eat meals from now on. One of you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Win, you stand. Lose, you lie down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Ken Shi Lang finally understood what Jia Ji meant yesterday—but before he could protest, a fist the size of a sandbag slammed straight into his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy, powerful punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching his nose, warm liquid gushed like a fountain; Ken Shi Lang swayed, dazed, still not understanding what had happened—how had he ended up on the ground?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, Ah Quan, this is the first lesson your senior has for you—never let your guard down, ever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young boy, caught completely off-guard, stared wide-eyed, utterly incredulous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How… Brother Jia Ji?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday he’d been quietly thrilled, thinking he’d finally drawn closer to this brother who’d always been distant—how could today bring such a ruthless ambush?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji looked down, eyebrow raised, lips curled in a smirk that was unmistakably provocative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Naivety is your crime! Yesterday was yesterday, today is today—hehe, I’m going to win!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wah! Take this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————————————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Big Cute God: Won again today by outsmarting my little brother, yay~】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Forever Seventeen: What outsmarting? That’s pure trickery!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Big Cute God: You get it too well—I can’t let you live!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【System Prompt: Forever Seventeen, muted for ten minutes】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji, you’re despicable right now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1069,"2026-06-21T02:38:13.240Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","45aea42d568083e8a0d8d96d35796e8bf8d68837c9dd9ba17def47470ec487de","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-26","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-24",355,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fchat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-cover.jpg"]