[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o":3,"chapter-comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-37":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Comment '1' for Virtue, I'm Really Not the Chosen One!",{"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},2348609,4590,"Chapter 37","comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-37",37,"\u003Cp>Zhang Da’s nearly roaring voice echoed between the teaching buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo silently cursed, his feet instinctively moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound came from the training platform outside the cultivation room—he hurried toward it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, after quickly turning two teaching buildings, he saw a familiar scene in the familiar place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many students surrounded the platform, and everyone on it were his classmates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Chen stood atop the platform, looking down at Zhang Da lying on the ground, and said coldly: “Unwilling to submit? Then I’ll beat you until you do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Da’s broad face was swollen into a pig’s head, and several male classmates beside him also bore various injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet their expressions were timid, their bodies leaning back toward the platform’s edge—only Zhang Da held his head high and shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead and kill me, I’ll never submit to you! Fuck your ancestors, you big bully, ugly bastard, fucking piece of trash, don’t even worth burning incense for, you dog-faced thief, wasting your life’s essence…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He launched straight into a Sichuanese single-rhyme skr~!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Chen’s face turned green with rage, yet he had no retort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t a native Sichuanese—he’d moved here with his parents and entered Nanshan No. 4 High as a transfer student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three years in Sichuan, even if he were dumb, he understood Zhang Da’s slurs—his face grew darker by the second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo had been angry, but now hearing this beautiful Sichuanese, his anger melted by half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at Zhang Da’s injuries, he thought: this mouth of his made the beating worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ye Chen’s heart was awfully petty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Da was trash—his mouth spewed filth, making anyone want to hit him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the other boys clearly had been targeted on purpose—they were all familiar faces, the “buddies” who’d copied texts in Old Li’s office not long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ye Chen had said “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west,” everyone had laughed—and now he was still holding this grudge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Chen’s face darkened, coldly saying: “This is your own doing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the words were out, he lunged forward, fist clenched, smashing toward Zhang Da.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something’s wrong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo silently cursed, his body moving instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kuixing Stake, Step Twelve—Kuishou Tread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His motion flowed like clouds—he appeared before Zhang Da in an instant, hand outstretched to block Ye Chen’s punch—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slap!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo met fist with palm, absorbing Ye Chen’s furious strike full-force, stepping back one pace, his blood and qi churning violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh~!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instinctively clutched his chest, gasping for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy was so enraged he’d lost control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was Qi Refining Level 7; Zhang Da was only Level 2—their physical strength was worlds apart, not even comparable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One punch like that, Zhang Da wouldn’t just suffer a concussion—he’d break several ribs. If it landed slightly off, the consequences would be unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this really necessary between classmates?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo lifted his head, eyes flickering with irritation toward Ye Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Chen’s face first showed shock, then surprise—as if bewildered Lin Mo could block his punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without any technique or spell, just a plain punch—the gap was so vast, the other shouldn’t have reacted so lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He narrowed his eyes: “You actually caught it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you mentally ill?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo cut him off, irritable: “Do you know this punch might make him miss the Imperial Exam?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Chen snorted dismissively: “Our cultivation is about challenging Heaven, challenging men...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Challenge a marketplace? He’s not an Immortal Exam candidate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo cut him off again—this guy was having another episode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, even if you wanted to teach Zhang Da a lesson, it shouldn’t be you doing it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re not his dad—I am... he mentally grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Chen frowned, realizing his philosophy didn’t apply to Zhang Da, so he dropped the argument:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you want to defend him, come together—today, how many of you there are, I’ll beat them all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you lose, kneel down and kowtow—that’ll be your lesson, so you’ll behave properly when you enter society!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were utterly imposing—many spectators cheered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So cool, Brother Ye! No wonder he’s the Fate-Selected!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mighty and imposing! Brother Ye, fierce!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, over there—whoever you are, don’t chicken out! Come on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah, you think he’ll move? Bet he peed his pants.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just kowtow already—it’s not shameful, haha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar scene... Lin Mo had once been one of the spectators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never imagined one day he’d be here, turned into a joke by these crowd-egging spectators, just like Zhu Hongyuan before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet among the crowd, some troublemakers seemed to have recognized his handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo sighed inwardly—being too handsome really did invite envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that’s the case...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his head, smiling lightly at Ye Chen: “Heh. You think I need a crowd to beat you? One person’s enough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Zhang Da, who’d just gotten up, tugged his sleeve: “Mozi, isn’t that too few? I’m already broken—I can’t help...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at the teammates who’d been hiding since the start, he glared at them in frustration, lowering his voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe we should just...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his face flushed red: “No, you go. I’ll take a few more punches—it’s fine if I lie in the hospital for days, but you’re taking the Immortal Exam soon—you can’t risk...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need. Stand aside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo waved him off impatiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Chen looked at him, sneering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want to fight me alone? You? I suggest you call more people—don’t want people saying I’m bullying the weak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aren’t you already bullying the weak?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo chuckled inwardly—such a vast cultivation gap meant even all of them together couldn’t defeat Ye Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since you love playing the “hero,” I’ll play the “villain” perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo lifted his chin, hands on hips: “Wait for me—I’m calling reinforcements!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out his spirit device and sent a message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Chen wore an “I knew it” expression, then sneered: “Fine. I’ll wait for your reinforcements.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he added immediately: “This is school, so only students can fight on the platform.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re being cautious... Lin Mo mentally grumbled, then smiled sweetly at him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—it’s from our school, and only one person will step up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his confident look, Ye Chen frowned slightly, then suddenly remembered something—his heart tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It shouldn’t... be possible, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, as the crowd grew larger and more impatient, a splash of crimson suddenly appeared in the spectators’ vision, drawing every eye.\u003C\u002Fp>",1066,"2026-06-21T02:07:02.078Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9424ea431c3a7936630d0a08152f2032f6ab0d9fe8be2b13c16dcbf7b1977bd4","comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-38","comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-36",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcomment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-cover.jpg"]