[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world":3,"chapter-cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-382":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Cultivation: I Studied Abroad in the Modern World",{"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},2264108,4418,"Chapter 382: Self-Induced Collapse, Where Lies the Path?","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-382",382,"\u003Cp>The external phenomena were so magnificent that everyone in the Nine Mountains Realm could see them, but the changes within Zheng Fa’s body were truly earth-shattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That speck of red light entering his body seemed to awaken the Fusang tree in his dantian; its upper leaves swayed wildly, as if rejoicing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surging tide of vitality erupted from his dantian, spreading into his five viscera and six bowels, the extraordinary and eight regular meridians, finally settling into the Zhou Tian acupoints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa felt a vivid, tangible transformation of body and soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every part of his body,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would have thought that You Rui, standing by the inn’s window, gazing outward, wondering where to flee, suddenly spotted his sister’s trusted aide, Hu Er.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Jiangpu City lay before them; the blue-banded soldiers, soaked through, felt a surge of relief—heatstroke terrified them far more than battle. All they wanted now was to fight, then find any patch of ground to cool off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying’s mind shifted slightly, and he understood the implication in Zhong Wan Yan’s words; he nodded, signaling he had noted it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, an elderly man, his eyes filled with disbelief yet his tone certain, spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden Fingers, dragging a long shadow, strolled to the crossroads, unsure where to go, so he wandered aimlessly toward the old street; the road narrowed, the lights dimmed, the houses decayed, as if entering a desolate era—but Golden Fingers had walked this street hundreds of times since junior high, feeling neither fear nor unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray raised an eyebrow, sensing something hidden beneath this—perhaps something had occurred within these fifty thousand years, weakening the overall combat power of the Primordial World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second-floor rooms were all large, totaling only three, each primarily furnished with computers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been clearly agreed that Shen Yi had no intention of coming yesterday; Xiao Zhuo faintly raised an eyebrow, silently pondering why Xiao Zhuo had changed his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Wan Yan smiled; her brief interaction with Shen Yi had given her some confidence—this Shen Yi, even if he harbored ill intentions toward her and Xiao Zhuo, would not act rashly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Tian, sprinting toward them with roasted chicken and fine wine, froze in place, staring blankly at Qin Feng, as if he’d overheard something he shouldn’t have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, daily, people left angry comments under Yimeng Entertainment’s official Weibo account, denouncing the company’s numerous failures to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second in influence within Tian Dou was the Soul Temple, which maintained branches in every city—including Tian Dou City, a particularly vital one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She longed to enter the room to keep her mother company, offering spiritual encouragement and comfort, but her grandmother guarded the door, not allowing anyone in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Jinghuan leaned down, his face barely ten centimeters from Xia Mingyan’s; his warm breath curled intimately around her ear, his deep, resonant voice drifting lazily from above, slipping into her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Zhou Yaotang heard a sharp “crack”—she turned to see the rear beam had rotted through and collapsed, the burning timber landing squarely on her father, who lay motionless before the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From their earlier words, it was clear both sides had agreed on a price beforehand; now that the Lin family saw the goods were ready, they maliciously tried to lower the price, but the craftsmen refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Qin Ling froze Chen Duo, his figure flashing before her; silver needles shot from his fingertips, enveloping her major acupoints in a golden web that sealed both her qi and the parasite toxins within, while simultaneously severing portions of her pain nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, as one of the cherished geniuses of the Absolute God Palace, his mentors would never let him suffer the trials of a High Immortal King’s realm; his sparring partners were invariably peers of comparable strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get away! Aren’t you ignoring me?!” Mu Ximei huffed, her voice thick with grievance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough talk—I won’t waste words. Tell me about our casino’s situation,” Li Daniu continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Jun and An Qiang both paled, staring wide-eyed but unable to speak for a long moment: no matter how much they resented their father, no matter how much they hated him, they would never kill him on the spot; even shouting at him was unthinkable to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was afraid, trembling as she looked at Feng You. She knew what he intended to do—but she didn’t understand why he had acted that way yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Bailu hesitated a moment, then fled toward the deepest recess of the ancient cave; the others swiftly followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ren Tianfei went to challenge Xiao Yaozi, was gravely wounded and near death, then vanished,” said the ancient patriarch of Shu Mountain, Situ Xun, calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Lingling was stunned, immediately clutching her father—but her hands came away drenched in blood. Li Hao saw this too, cursing himself for failing to react in time and prevent this tragedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop fussing. Let Junhao rest. This noise is inappropriate,” Pei Zhiqiang said, growing increasingly displeased with this Liang heiress; had it not been for the Pei family’s future, he’d have canceled the engagement long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Emperor Kangxi was this furious, doesn’t he know that the more he praises the Eighth Prince, the more Emperor Kangxi will despise him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Court ministers all stepped forward, voicing support for Yu Shiji—even ministers who disliked him opposed Yang Guang’s campaign to Dingxiang, for Li Jiancheng’s scheme targeted not just Yang Guang, but also implicated these very ministers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, all beings within the Illusion Island faintly sensed an invisible passage or portal—merely by focusing their intent, they could enter Yunke Tree Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Fang Yi hadn’t suffocated—but at that moment, a flying vessel approached: the Golden Peng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rui Xin’s computational and analytical abilities had soared to unprecedented heights; the subterranean humanoid royal clan’s methods were no simple matter, yet Rui Xin had managed to deduce several insights in such a short time—remarkable indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He released Bing Youling, who now gripped one of his wandering hands with one of hers, while the other pinched his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such covert ambushes and thefts by black-cloaked figures were harshly condemned by the wandering heroes. Unfortunately, Lao Zhua hadn’t seen the attacker’s face; the heroes had no way to find them, and could only remain on heightened alert, hoping such misfortune wouldn’t befall them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The veterinarian took his belongings and left the clinic, instructing the shopkeeper to settle his salary for the month—he had worked only half the month, so he received only half his pay.\u003C\u002Fp>",1077,"2026-06-19T19:16:07.172Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5ee097d301de79666e43b70f488490462030b0a4f3d687d114064aca03ce88a2","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-383","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-381",487,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-cover.jpg"]