[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle":3,"chapter-dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-206":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Dimension Park: I Am the Summoning Apostle",{"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},2279223,4458,"Chapter 206: Indeed, Greed Gives Rise to All Calamities","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-206",206,"\u003Cp>Zhong Ting felt he ought to reconsider whether to let Chu Danqing help him find the corpse centipede.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, he saw a demonic corpse stripped naked and thrown out of Chu Danqing’s room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t much of a concern, since a crowd of blind servants had already gathered around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figurines or yong placed in tombs as grave goods are called blind servants; the character “blind” sounds like “dead,” hence the name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, these things posed no threat—they were merely lifeless objects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet many nobles and aristocrats believed clay-made blind servants lacked spiritual essence and would be unfit to serve them in the netherworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they chopped up living boys and girls, mixed them into the clay, and fired them into blind servants for burial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lingering in tombs for long periods, soaked in yin energy and malevolent spirits, these blind servants became malevolent entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why not simply bury them alive? Because they weren’t worthy enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just anyone could use humans as grave goods—only the Emperor or imperial princes had the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By grinding living people into blind servants, nobles circumvented this violation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t the point—the point was that a group of even more malevolent entities had burst out of Chu Danqing’s room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had forcibly dragged the blind servants back inside, and he wasn’t clear on what was happening now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, while chatting with Chu Danqing, he had sensed something immensely malevolent within Chu Danqing’s shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be corpse puppets?” Zhong Ting muttered, watching helplessly as all the blind servants were dragged into Chu Danqing’s room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder this is the outer edge of Cangmang Guling—everything bizarre turns up here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Ting had seen enough to be astonished: the corpse centipede that had fled here, the demonic corpses that had reanimated by accident due to tomb robbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the blind servants, they were likely from the tomb of some noble or aristocrat nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The culprit behind the nightly door-slapping and blood-stained handprints, as the village elder had said, was the blind servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of all these, the blind servants were the least threatening—if you didn’t open the door and your house was sturdy, nothing would happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Ting had never been to Cangmang Guling before, yet he knew it was a malevolent place—why come here unless forced?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before so many tombs were buried here, Cangmang Guling was a fengshui paradise; later, emperors and generals settled here, and others followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inspired by their examples, later generations competed to bury their own tombs here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some sought to ensure their dynasties enjoyed favorable weather and lasting rule; others dreamed of transcendence and immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either way, it was a blessed land—bury first, then adjust the fengshui later as needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cangmang Guling was vast, but it couldn’t withstand the relentless burial of emperors and generals across dynasties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With fengshui altered and tombs clustered together, this was the final result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for the centipede pearl saving his life, he would never have come here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though malevolent, corpse centipedes are exceedingly rare; losing this one meant finding another would be far harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no choice but to press on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Zhong, still awake?” Suddenly, Chu Danqing’s voice reached his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Ting was startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had clearly used the secret technique “Kui Star Kicks the Dipper” to suppress his qi to the lowest possible level—how had the other sensed him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since he’d been discovered, he had no intention of hiding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he said directly: “Just got up to relieve myself—heading back to sleep now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Ting offered a random excuse and quickly retreated, his mind brimming with caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He expected Chu Danqing to press further, but after his words, there was silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when dawn came and the village roosters crowed, no further action followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This puzzled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he stepped outside again, Chu Danqing was already speaking with the village elder at the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So the tomb robbers might not all be dead yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where exactly? I’ll send them on their way,” Chu Danqing said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the village elder, the clay figurines had originally been grave goods for the Fox-Head Corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fox-Head Corpse had been a princess or duchess in life—favored, yet hindered by her gender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, she could only claim the edge of this fengshui paradise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So not only the tomb, but also the coffin, must have been filled with gold, silver, and jewelry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing had only retrieved one embroidered shoe, meaning the tomb robbers had taken everything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant some of the tomb robbers were still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s probably too late,” Zhong Ting interjected after hearing the gist: “If they’d stayed outdoors last night, the corpse centipede wouldn’t have spared them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If they had no means of defense, they’re likely already part of the centipede now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Chu Danqing asked: “Master Zhong, do you know the origins of these two things?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fengshui knowledge was limited—he didn’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Ting didn’t hide anything; he explained the origins of the demonic corpse and the blind servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was puzzled: if you can control such malevolent entities, how could you not know this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Zhong Ting envied Chu Danqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own Kui Star Kicks the Dipper, bound to flesh and blood, was nearly useless against firearms and cannons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chu Danqing was different—if he could command such malevolent entities, he possessed sufficient power to stand above the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the cost must be great, for malevolent entities are violent and tainted; one misstep could lead to being devoured and killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sinned greatly—she deserved to die neither human nor ghost,” Chu Danqing replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using humans as grave goods was, in Chu Danqing’s view, a stain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It might not have been the tomb owner’s doing, but if you don’t spare the family, you don’t spare the children—so if encountered, kill without mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about himself killing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing allowed others to kill him—if they could, he would die without resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was mutual—he had long prepared for his own death and dissolution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, how’s your corpse centipede doing?” Chu Danqing shifted the topic to Zhong Ting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still had a D-rank task pending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The difficulty wasn’t high, but failure meant losing Park Points—he couldn’t accept that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If nothing went wrong, it should be inside the demonic corpse’s tomb.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomb robbers only want treasure—they took everything from the coffin, but they wouldn’t drag the coffin out of the tomb.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too much effort for too little gain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So nine times out of ten, it’s the corpse centipede.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Corpse centipedes favor yin and cold; this tomb, its fengshui broken, is perfect,” Zhong Ting explained to Chu Danqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he was someone who practiced Kui Star Kicks the Dipper—specialized in dealing with malevolent entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Added to that, he was middle-aged, with ample experience and insight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go—first I’ll kill the corpse centipede for you, then you help me,” Chu Danqing said, ready to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhong Ting stood still, helplessly saying: “I don’t know where that tomb is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both he and Chu Danqing were newcomers—how could they know the location?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he turned his gaze to the village elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The village had suffered these calamities because the elder had told the tomb robbers the location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, no tomb would have been breached, the blind servants wouldn’t have escaped, and the Red-Robed Corpse wouldn’t have risen during the thunderstorm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corpse centipede wouldn’t have been drawn here by the tomb either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, this altered the surrounding fengshui—if unaddressed, it would gradually become a malevolent place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More and more malevolent entities would be drawn here by the scent of living humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The end result? Death or ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the village elder hurriedly said: “I’ll send someone to guide you up the mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, he’d never wanted to touch this cursed business again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chu Danqing had come early, holding the Fox-Head Corpse and a large bundle of bloody flesh and mud, asking where the dead were usually buried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elder immediately saw Chu Danqing had resolved the threat—his goodwill surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, he’d heard Zhong Ting say a monster called the corpse centipede still lurked in the tomb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If left unchecked, it would be deadly when they descended the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Chu Danqing volunteered to deal with it—he’d give his all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was for his own survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, thank you, old sir,” Zhong Ting said, waiting precisely for this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The village elder immediately arranged guides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strange—why haven’t these warlord soldiers woken up yet? Are they dead?” Chu Danqing knew they’d gone to bed early yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, they should be awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Chu, I suggest we don’t stir up trouble,” Zhong Ting suddenly said: “They have guns; even tired and sleepy, they can hold back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But once they’ve eaten and drunk their fill, they won’t listen to reason.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Ting had dealt with warlord soldiers before—not all were evil, but “bandits comb, soldiers sieve, officials shave” was no idle saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Chu Danqing carried blades and carried murderous intent—how much more so these soldiers in such chaotic times, devoid of thought?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go see what’s happening,” Chu Danqing said, and a ghostly vengeful infant crawled out of his shadow, heading straight for the warlord’s soldiers’ quarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Zhong Ting felt a suffocating dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how fierce a malevolent entity is, most still fear the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Chu Danqing’s malevolent entity had simply walked out into the open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed hard, realizing Chu Danqing was growing ever more mysterious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?” Chu Danqing noticed the shift in his demeanor and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Chu, raising malevolent entities is inauspicious—you’d do better to avoid them,” Zhong Ting warned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re young now, your blood and qi are strong enough to suppress them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when you grow older, you won’t be able to hold them back—they’ll inevitably turn on you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It won’t just cost you your life; it could also taint your bloodline and drag your family and friends down with you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You misunderstand—I don’t raise them,” Chu Danqing explained. “They’re actually my employees; I’m merely fulfilling my duty of care.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Ting didn’t understand Chu Danqing’s meaning; their worldviews were too different to be reconciled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1704,"2026-06-20T00:54:41.633Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","df5d5dea7b885e76740c5839af2c51da211b1adc73af6bbf98da3ff1f544ef7c","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-207","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-205",305,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-cover.jpg"]