[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h":3,"chapter-devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-118":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Devouring Evil, Exterminating Demons Across All Heavens",{"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},2267063,4426,"Chapter 118: The Fist Scripture, Great Snow","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-118",118,"\u003Cp>Curtains were drawn tight, the room dim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quilt on the bed lay flat, then sank slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air around stirred gently—Chu Tianshu had already sat on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, you’re back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu stretched luxuriously, then noticed the room was cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his gaze and saw the water left earlier in the glass on the nightstand had frozen solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, what month is this? How long was I gone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu walked to the window and yanked open the curtains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cement yard before the door, the vegetable patch, the bridge, the river surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Farther out, vast fields lay entirely white with snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground was covered in thick snow, and fine flakes still drifted from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, snowflakes clung to the windowpane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu turned back, found his phone, plugged in the charger, powered it on, connected to the network, and checked the date.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world, thirty-nine days had passed since he left home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed the time flow between the Tang world and this one was roughly two to one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, if measured precisely to the hour, the time flow between the Tang world and the Republic world still showed slight differences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s only October by the Gregorian calendar, and already this much snow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strictly speaking, the lunar calendar is a lunisolar system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in Chu Tianshu’s hometown, everyone casually called the Gregorian calendar “solar calendar,” the official one on paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They called the lunar calendar “lunar calendar.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the Gregorian calendar, the Jianghuai region usually didn’t see light snow until late November.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, noticeable snowfall didn’t come until January of the next year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu went to the second-floor living room, opened the window, and felt the chilly wind and snow blow in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore thin clothes, but his physique was strong—he was immune to cold and heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This biting wind and flying snow only brought him a refreshing novelty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As a child, I rarely got the chance to walk on thick ice with friends. Now, with this weight, I couldn’t do it anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu looked at the snow-covered river and knew the ice must have formed first, allowing snow to settle atop it and stay pristine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spread his hands, bracing on the windowsill, and before the snowy scene, summoned the token screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Evil spirit materials have been refined…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martial art materials have been selected…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simulating…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simulation complete:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Heartfire Fist Scripture of the Shaolin Invasion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A human has fourteen hearts; when all are cultivated into furnaces, it is called great attainment—each strike carries the force of fourteen furnaces, shattering iron and crushing stone…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heartfire naturally adjusts weight and height with strict rhythm; the soles boil, the crown burns hot, the three unions merge into one with perfect fire control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Luo Han achieves stable roots here; the mortal body first enters the Vajra state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weight and lightness flow effortlessly, embodying the true essence; wondrously, one point achieves Samadhi power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shaolin Invasion fist manual covered broad ground, yet was unified by a single thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also included many conjectures gathered by Yu Dayou from that world, giving it immense potential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Chu Tianshu again chose to simulate this manual—and indeed reaped great gains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fist manual flooding his mind clearly expanded upon the original’s conjectures with detailed analysis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, the manual’s content had surged by seventy to eighty percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu closed his eyes, recalling the entire manual, and gradually felt a deep sense of fulfillment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t the fulfillment from increased power, but from expanded vision, insight, direction, and penetrating analysis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His previous strength gains came from relentless practice—focused, yet vague and unclear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This manual gave him a deeper understanding of why opening the qi points enhanced the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once one comprehended the principles, practice could be tailored precisely, avoiding useless efforts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did martial training truly begin to be understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greatest difference between gongfu and gongjiang lay precisely here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, Chu Tianshu trained, even with great effort, remained at the craftsman level—exchanging labor for results.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he understood the principles, he could reflect and verify while training, draw analogies, and even attain enlightenment when seemingly not training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the legend of Mendeleev, who, in daily thought and nightly dreams, uncovered the framework of the periodic table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To reach this depth in the martial path made it possible to build unshakable achievements in the mortal world solely through this pursuit, without relying on any other profession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the possibility was only a glimmer, it had already set him on a different path from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The highest is to establish virtue; next, to establish merit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu opened his eyes, closed the window, and felt fulfilled—now he had no rush to do anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned to his room, changed into a shirt and long pants, the Three Seven Divine Sword still bound at his waist like an unusual belt, then threw on a beige trench coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow like this was rare in the south.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the perfect time to go out for a stroll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu went downstairs, opened a black umbrella, stepped into the five-to-six-centimeter snow, and walked slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fist technique flowed gently in his heart; the scenery drifted peacefully beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s body and mind were at ease, strolling without aim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unconsciously, he reached the bridge outside his second uncle’s house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The river here had been broken open by a half-meter-wide hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His second uncle, wrapped in an old military-green cotton-padded coat, sat under the porch sheltering from snow, beside him a rusted iron stove he must have dug out from somewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half-lidded, he held a fishing rod, its modern crystalline line extending from snow-free ground to the river’s surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single fishing line dangled into the ice hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side of the old man’s small stool sat a radio, playing “Double Devotion to Tang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, you’ve got the words wrong—listen as I give an example: In olden days, Han Xin plotted for the realm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He died in Weiyang Palace!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang Mang poisoned Emperor Ping!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He was the true dragon descending from heaven!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two voices—one deep, one bright—took turns, one offering an example, the other countering, reaching a thrilling climax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the second uncle opened his eyes and slapped his thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wrong lines! Wang Mang should be chopped to pieces with no end—next line is: Li Yuan once served as minister to his lord, then comes ‘true dragon descending from heaven’!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second uncle’s face was full of regret; he shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such fine singing voice—how could he mess up the lines?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His singing voice is indeed excellent—but how’s his fishing skill?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu walked onto the bridge, laughing loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second uncle squinted, then recognized who it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh! Tianshu, you’re finally back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set the fishing rod aside on the stool, stood up smiling, and patted Chu Tianshu’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You seem even sturdier—good! My haul’s been great: two crucian carp, three yellow catfish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Catch them, kill them, boil them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu followed and saw the iron stove—on it, a pot specially for stewing soup—gave off a rich aroma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fish bodies trembled in the boiling broth; ginger slices and scallion knots swirled within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, get bowls and salt from the kitchen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second uncle blocked the stove’s air vent, lifted the pot, kicked the iron lid shut over the opening—the fire would die out naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu closed his umbrella and followed into the courtyard, where the kitchen lay to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the second uncle carried the pot into the kitchen, a sound came from the front door of the living room—a person stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher Qiao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu recognized the man and greeted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Qiao wore a black down jacket, smiling broadly: “Tianshu, I heard you went traveling—only just back today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu nodded: “It’s not a holiday or festival—why are you here, Teacher Qiao? Looking to do business with Second Uncle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Qiao cleared his throat, straightened his chest, “Look at me now—any difference?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinning hair, a slightly chubby face, a beer belly—nothing seemed changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those eyes… hmm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s spirit flickered: “Teacher Qiao, have you broken through?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Qiao, overjoyed, stamped his foot and stepped out, hugging Chu Tianshu tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I broke through! I damn well broke through! At my age, after all these years!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu was also delighted for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Teacher Qiao was young, he had studied under Chu Tianshu’s grandfather but never managed to break through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, though he gave up, he still knew the full set of visualization and meditation techniques, and would occasionally try again in his spare time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During Chu Tianshu’s school years, he had several times caught Teacher Qiao in the teacher’s office in the midst of his secret attempts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, at last, he had crossed that threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering the path is the most critical step; once one passes this barrier, even if progress varies in speed, at least one can learn a few minor techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher Qiao, when did this happen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Almost a month ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When speaking of this, Teacher Qiao still looked amazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The moment I broke through, my first thought was to go to your house and tell Grandpa in front of his photo—but I hadn’t even left the school when the principal found me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s also an insider?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu exclaimed: “Principal Li? He’s an insider?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not Principal Li—it’s the new principal who came two months ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Qiao explained, “He claims his cultivation is shallow, but I can tell he understands far more than I do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard people like him, who aren’t strong in combat, are assigned to universities and high schools with special artifacts—something like a radar—designed to detect newly broken-through individuals like us and register them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Qiao laughed heartily, “He was focused on the students—never expected to get me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu mused: “You were already a high school teacher—does that mean you’ve been naturally enrolled in the official reserve of special talents?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, we just do our regular jobs; we don’t have to chase cases like the Special Capture Bureau. We only assist in maintaining order when absolutely necessary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Qiao said, “Even so, there are benefits—besides a raise, I got a powerful mental cultivation method. Unfortunately, I only have the first level so far; I’ll only get the next after mastering this one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Teacher Qiao’s description, even at the entry stage, that mental cultivation method was clearly superior to the Ghost Gate Witch Doctor’s Annotations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Ghost Gate Witch Doctor’s Annotations focus on medicine; mental quality was never its strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know you’re happy, but don’t stand out in the snow forever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandpa Er called from the kitchen: “Come in, have some fish soup.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1800,"2026-06-19T20:45:51.976Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1848eb649e34226598c0c690ae48b82f01dc07e8d8131a00dc031274776bc8e3","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-119","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-117",155,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdevouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-cover.jpg"]