[{"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-96":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},2279113,4458,"Chapter 96: Sword Manual","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-96",96,"\u003Cp>The atmosphere was awkward, especially after Yuan Chong’s daughter Yuan Shanhu admitted it, and Chu Danqing didn’t know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, when Yuan Chong asked, he had already prepared to strike if the man denied it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yuan Shanhu had openly admitted it, saying she fancied Zhao Mingqian and planned to “get on the bus first, buy the ticket later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Chu Danqing was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Action-oriented people are truly formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Chu Danqing turned to Xiong Zhigang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation had changed too fast; Chu Danqing had no idea how to handle it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for this marriage matter, my master’s consent may be needed,” Zhao Mingqian spoke first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll have Father send someone to Canluo Mountain to propose,” Yuan Shanhu said eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Chong thought for a moment, then nodded: “Fine. I’m acquainted with the Green Cloak Recluse; this won’t be a problem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Isn’t that Zhao Xiao’s way of politely refusing?” Chu Danqing blurted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Mingqian certainly didn’t want his life’s fate decided so casually—otherwise why bring up the Green Cloak Recluse?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing’s thinking was different; when faced with such an easy opportunity, he didn’t think it was a gift from heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suspected that even if it happened, he’d be taking over someone else’s mess—likely ending up with a full-term son born seven months later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Is my daughter not good enough for you?” Yuan Chong glared at Chu Danqing, then turned to Zhao Mingqian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiong Zhigang stepped in to defuse the tension: “Old Master Yuan, you’re joking. Marriage is a lifelong matter—how can it be settled so hastily?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even with parental and matchmaker’s approval, time is still needed for discussion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave Yuan Chong a way out; once the old man’s expression softened, he added: “Very well, let’s go inside and talk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He led the way into a house, where Yuan Chong rummaged through a cabinet, pulled out a porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and waved it under Zhao Mingqian’s nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Mingqian’s strength gradually returned—it was clearly the antidote to the sedative smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, Zhao Mingqian remained deeply uneasy; Yuan Shanhu kept staring at him, her gaze practically weaving silk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing quickly distanced himself from Yuan Shanhu—he’d encountered love-struck types before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, this time she wasn’t fixated on him—what a blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Zhao Mingqian? Let the other guy handle it. As long as she wasn’t a psycho, the worst that could happen was Zhao Mingqian being embarrassed—he wouldn’t die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve heard of you, Xiong Zhigang,” Yuan Chong sat down and looked at him. “Tonight’s incident was a misunderstanding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was my impulsive mistake.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiong Zhigang replied: “No harm done. Your daughter dares to love and hate—this bandit spirit is admirable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Mingqian broke out in goosebumps and ducked behind Dabao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing felt the situation was growing increasingly surreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shanhu, go tell Cuiniang to prepare some late-night snacks,” Yuan Chong, visibly embarrassed, tried to send his daughter away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Shanhu reluctantly rose and left, finally easing Zhao Mingqian’s discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Yuan Shanhu gone, Xiong Zhigang guided the conversation back to normal, and idle chatter resumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Chong was the lord of Yuan Family Manor; aside from occasional visits to major sects and bandit chiefs for duels, he spent all his time training at the manor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His reputation was widespread but narrow—many knew his name but had never seen him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He once challenged the Canluo Sect’s patriarch and lost, naturally, due to inferior skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I pay little attention to court affairs,” Yuan Chong said after hearing of their journey to the capital. “But I’ve heard whispers about the peace negotiations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never imagined the court could be so vile.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Truly, incapable fools occupy high positions,” Yuan Chong snorted in disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing nodded along: “Yeah, can’t even sit straight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he shifted tone: “By the way, hasn’t that late-night meal been cooking for half an hour already?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are they preparing eighteen dishes? Why isn’t it ready yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing noticed a blind spot: even with their group size, an hour without any movement was suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Chong now realized it too—she’d been gone too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could something have happened?” Zhao Mingqian whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than Yuan Chong shot up and rushed toward the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they arrived, the stove fire was out, and a woman lay unconscious on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d clearly been subdued in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Chong, the first to arrive, held a hastily scribbled letter, his brow furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, its contents unsettled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Master Yuan, what’s happened?” Xiong Zhigang asked urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who among you knows the Heavenly Wolf Sword Art?” Yuan Chong, puzzled, handed the letter to Xiong Zhigang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It read: At noon tomorrow, bring the Heavenly Wolf Sword Art manual to Songshan Cliff to exchange for Yuan Shanhu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The letter was signed by Jin Baiyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve studied Canluo Sect sword techniques—I know no Heavenly Wolf Sword Art,” Zhao Mingqian shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t look at me—I can’t even sheathe a sword properly,” Chu Danqing said bluntly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can handle knives and spears, but swords are useless on the battlefield—I don’t know any,” Xiong Zhigang admitted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing scanned the group, then said: “Ask the unconscious woman—try waking her. She might know something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clearly, they fear your strength—otherwise they wouldn’t just kidnap and threaten; they wouldn’t even dare search.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the scene, it was clear: their target was precise, their actions decisive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their strength was inferior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why wait until tomorrow? Why not take her now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Chong, hearing Chu Danqing’s words, agreed—they made sense. He grabbed Cuiniang, who lay unconscious, and poured his internal Qi into her to revive her quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about two minutes, Cuiniang slowly opened her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, what happened to me?” Cuiniang looked dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s this Heavenly Wolf Sword Art?” Yuan Chong immediately tested her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the four words, Cuiniang’s face instantly twisted with panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—I, Master, please let me explain,” she stammered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone could see now: the Heavenly Wolf Sword Art was connected to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Speak. I’m listening,” Yuan Chong remained calm—he’d lived too long to rush into panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cuiniang opened her mouth to speak, then glanced at Chu Danqing and the others, and fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to hold back—they’re all friends. Just speak,” Yuan Chong didn’t care about discretion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright,” Cuiniang said, then began: “A month ago, I from—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1061,"2026-06-20T00:54:40.605Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ceddeb79d4772df2fac8c65e90e4fc69dec7873fcf6e3fdc5332c032cb1f9f50","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-97","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-95",305,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-cover.jpg"]