[{"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-434":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},2349006,4590,"Chapter 434: Consecutive Breakthroughs! Golden Core Level Six!","comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-434",434,"\u003Cp>After about a dozen rounds, under Lin Mo’s coordination, Chu Wange and Long A’s efficiency suddenly increased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides the rising experience from their cultivation techniques and divine abilities, it was also due to Lin Mo’s rational allocation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though both were exhausted, their efficiency kept rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After twenty rounds, Lin Mo had already developed a fully optimized operational pattern for the two, and efficiency surged by over thirty percent again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thirty rounds, Lin Mo’s Pure Yang Heart Scripture reached Level Five first, his cultivation base immediately…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Feng nodded; indeed, everyone had stopped. Some disciples had already begun packing up, preparing to set up camp. To be fair, though this trip was meant as a visit to Shaolin, the temple had just been seized by evil cults.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was slapped back by Cheng Xinyan, who scolded in exasperation: “Still able to stand here after being bitten?” She sighed again, feeling her patience had worn thinner than ever, and turned to glare at her—this oddball was to blame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Anran cupped her face in both hands; in his eyes lay too much she could not fathom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shimmer passed over the emerald leaves; the bird came alive, flapping its wings with a flutter, splashing water onto my shoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After grabbing a random person and asking, he learned that Qin Xinyi had not returned since her last journey with the Ancient Emperor to the Snowlands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her surprise, Chen Chen had already woken up, lying in bed without rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This seemed unremarkable—they had been fighting the evil dragon then, and conjuring other forms might not have deterred, distracted, or intimidated this dragon. As the saying goes: one mountain cannot hold two tigers; one pool certainly cannot hold two dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t I make myself clear enough…” Qian Simin whispered weakly, his eyes dimming, brows tightly furrowed, expression heavy; his heart felt as if a deep gash had been torn through it, pain searing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closed her eyes; her earlier heart-wrenching screams had nearly drained all her tears. Her hand gripping the syringe was numb and aching, blood still trickling steadily down the long wound on her left arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I quickly turned my face away—there was no choice. Qi Han’s tongue was merciless; if I laughed again in front of Qi Taisheng, he might spit blood right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The violent collision erupted like thunder splitting the earth; surrounding space shattered, fragments of unstable space scattering everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His true origin had reached the state of infinite abundance; every past divine art and secret technique now came at his beck and call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Lie’s fame in forging had overshadowed his body-cultivation abilities—he may not even realize it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am He Zhen. I’m glad to see you again.” He extended his small right hand, neither humble nor arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is it wise to express feelings so directly? Shouldn’t some private words be conveyed more subtly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Dao Ancestor had no time to resist—he was instantly pulverized, body and origin alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yujia, having read the stone tablet’s records, knew the Arus Empire’s military-exclusive spirits were the three series: Supersonic Larvae, Scyther, and Bisharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power of a Soul Transformation cultivator, even if fully unleashed, might barely breach the defense of Nine-Forged Desert Sand; Fang Zheng had merely been caught in the residual shockwave, hence not a single tremor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“OK! No problem.” Seeing her brother finally let go of the matter and stop pressing, she exhaled softly in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The traitorous gunner laughed louder and louder, his despair and fury making everyone’s blood run cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The information in that sentence was overwhelming—I froze in place, as if struck by a thunderclap that left me charred inside and out, smoke rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qiao had no memory of any past marriage pact between their families; he only thought Wen Ruixiu was an exceptionally considerate and gentle junior, growing more and more fond of him.\u003C\u002Fp>",643,"2026-06-21T02:07:03.168Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","556172838e65bb6a8bb3ff4b78e9a35f30e5852cf400f6d685673785966612bb","comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-435","comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-433",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcomment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-cover.jpg"]