[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-eternal-green-immortal-sovereign":3,"chapter-eternal-green-immortal-sovereign-eternal-green-immortal-sovereign-chapter-123":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Eternal Green Immortal Sovereign",{"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},2270131,4432,"Chapter 123: Turning Stone to Gold","eternal-green-immortal-sovereign-chapter-123",123,"\u003Cp>Qinghe New City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spacious, solemn mansion stood in solemn opposition to the General’s Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This newly built mansion was the residence of Assistant Regional Commander Jiang Lin in Anning Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To limit the power of generals, the Yu Kingdom always appointed a supervising officer; for guard battalions, this was typically the Assistant Regional Commander, and above them, a Provincial Governor oversaw an entire town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, even a Viceroy, a second-rank pillar of the empire, would be sent to oversee multiple towns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Assistant Regional Commander’s mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord Jiang, we’ve confirmed it—Cao Wei is capturing demons of the Ghost Ming  Cult, but he often takes prisoners alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian spoke respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Jiang Lin’s man, besides handling daily military duties, his role also included gathering intelligence and monitoring all officers of Anning Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s how subordinates are used—have you ever seen a high official pick up a brush himself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prisoners alive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin’s eyes narrowed slightly, a wry smile touching his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prince Five, do you know that only one person in this world may possess that Immortal Art?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That person, of course, is the ruler of the Dragon Throne, His Majesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin had not avoided speaking in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immortal Art\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart jolted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though deeply curious, he dared not ask Jiang Lin directly—not even one in a hundred times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin gazed at Ning Zhongtian, who kept his eyes lowered, and chuckled softly: “It’s not some great secret—eight or a thousand in the capital know of it; only Cao Wei treats it as one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian’s eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can hear this too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin said coolly: “You’ve heard of the Immortal Treasures, haven’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had heard of the Immortal Treasures—rumored to be a stolen tribute item taken by the Ghost Ming  Cult’s Old Mother of Ten Thousand Ghosts, widely called an Immortal Treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what exactly it was,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had wanted to join the search, but Lei Yong had strictly forbidden it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re tired of living, go ahead and try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Lei Yong, fearless of heaven or earth, feared it—Ning Zhongtian abandoned the idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many in the world coveted the Immortal Treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in Qinghe, only Jiang Lin remained—why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, it was the Dragon Throne’s doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply put,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qinghe had been cleared out—Jiang Lin was sent to retrieve what the emperor wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know where the Immortal Treasure stolen by the Old Mother of Ten Thousand Ghosts originally came from?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian truly did not know: “Your servant… does not know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin: “It came from the Ghost Ming  Cult.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All this time, it wasn’t the Old Mother who stole from the court—it was the court that stole the Ghost Ming  Cult’s treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me tell you—the Immortal Treasure isn’t rare. It’s just a Spirit Guide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit Guide\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian clicked his tongue in amazement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s a Spirit Guide!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rare treasure he couldn’t afford even if he sold everything he owned—yet Jiang Lin spoke of it like a head of cabbage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin smiled faintly: “What’s interesting isn’t the Spirit Guide itself, but how it came to be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“??”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Ning Zhongtian’s curiosity, Jiang Lin didn’t hold back—he laid it all out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s said that three years ago, this Spirit Guide was just an ordinary Tai Sui—someone turned it into a Spirit Guide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turned into a Spirit Guide?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never imagined such a thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Spirit Guide is a divine object born of heaven and earth, nurtured by the essence of sun and moon—how could a human create one? It shattered his understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin: “Someone in the Ghost Ming  Cult has mastered this ability. The Emperor is interested.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian drew a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just the Emperor—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surely no one in the world wouldn’t be interested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why does the world teem with struggle and rivalry?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn’t it all for resources?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if someone mastered that ability, they’d possess infinite resources—building an eternal imperial dynasty would be effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian finally voiced his question:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord Jiang, aren’t you interested?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin had been involved from the start, yet acted like an outsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin scoffed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you really believe such a technique exists?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had actually believed what Jiang Lin just said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin tilted his head slightly: “I don’t believe in such things. I believe only in the sword in my hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian grew solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bowed deeply to Jiang Lin: “Your servant has learned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jiang Lin called out: “Keep watching Cao Wei’s movements—if anything relates to the Immortal Art, tell me immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian froze:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord Jiang, didn’t you just say you weren’t interested?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lin chuckled: “What if it’s real?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian wondered if he’d been fooled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Jiang Lord’s mind is so hard to fathom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still—orders are orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhongtian replied: “Yes, My Lord Jiang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ding-shaped arms depot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Rui, unusually, did not open a book—he closed his eyes and carefully sensed the changes brought by his newly altered Wu Gong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Self-created Wu Gong truly fits the self better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t noticed it while practicing White Ape’s Cloak Blade, but now, compared to Changchun Gong, the subtle differences became clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After switching to Changchun Gong, he could distinctly feel his true qi flowing more smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling his morning practice, his body felt noticeably lighter and more agile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Li Rui pondered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young soldier knocked on the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Li, Platoon Leader Wei Ming requests your presence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Rui, hearing it was Wei Ming’s man, put down the book: “Alright, I’m coming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was in charge of grain, eighth rank; Wei Ming was a Platoon Leader, seventh rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And both were Ning Zhongtian’s men—Li Rui had no reason not to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He arrived at Wei Ming’s residence within the camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering the main hall,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw several figures already seated inside—Li Rui immediately spotted Ge Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked straight to the seat beside Ge Hong and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He whispered softly: “Brother Ge, what’s happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ge Hong lowered his voice: “Rumors say there’s a demon disturbance in the eastern suburbs, and the number of demonic beasts is considerable. The matter has reached Lord Jiang’s attention, and Lord Ning has ordered us to suppress it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Rui’s heart lurched at these words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were over a dozen officers present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What scale of demon disturbance could require so many men—even pulling in someone like me, in charge of grain supplies?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming stormed into the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swept his gaze over the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said grimly: “Gentlemen, a demon disturbance has erupted in the eastern suburbs. The exact number is unknown, but it’s undoubtedly large.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Ning has ordered us to suppress it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re all paid by the Annan Army—if any of you dare shirk or desert, I’ll be the first to cut you down!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming, usually so amiable, rarely revealed the intimidating aura unique to soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wei Ming said, this was the army—obedience was innate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men in the hall stiffened:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With demons involved, no one dared take it lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They immediately prepared for deployment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, deep within a forest where sight failed beyond five paces, several figures darted through the trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They glanced back now and then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes brimmed with terror. Suddenly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young man’s cry rang out in the night: “Uncle Er, save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hao, sprinting at the front, didn’t even look back—he kept running forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, a scream pierced the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of claws sinking into flesh—puff, puff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made listeners tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, damn it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hao cursed inwardly—he’d witnessed this scene several times tonight already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been leading the Zhang family, following Cao Wei’s orders, searching the mountains near Qinghe for Ghost Ming  Cult demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d happened upon a cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as they entered, they realized it was no ordinary den—it housed over a dozen demonic beasts, including one as powerful as a seventh-rank beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just the other Zhang family members—even Zhang Hao himself broke out in cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>=9+ Shu _ Ba\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since fleeing here, every single Zhang family disciple who’d followed him was gone; both his own sons had been devoured by demonic beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for those disciples drawing attention, he’d have been torn apart long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight’s mission had been a catastrophic loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hao dared not delay—he buried his head and ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many demonic beasts—he had no strength to resist, only the option to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures emerged from the shadows ahead. Zhang Hao roared: “Get out of my way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't even clearly seen who they were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes blazing, Zhang Hao raised his blade and slashed toward the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he reached them,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pupils shrank sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them was an elderly man draped in a black robe; the other—damn it, wasn’t even human!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight feet tall, humanoid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was called humanoid only because its body was covered in black-green scales, and its neck bore three heads—terrible beyond words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ghost Demon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d truly stumbled into a ditch—what he feared most had come. Zhang Hao’s pupils shrank to pinpricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to flee—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to see the massive Ghost Demon raise its right arm, summoning a gale as it swung a palm toward Zhang Hao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trees flipped, then flipped again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hao rolled countless times before finally crashing into a dozen trees and stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bones shattered beyond count—he struggled to open his eyelids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faintly, he heard: “Merge with me. This is your honor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ghost Demon opened its bloodied maw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hao vanished from the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eastern Suburbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rapid clatter of hooves sounded—at least a hundred and eighty horses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Commandant Liu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming pulled his reins, frowning slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought he’d moved swiftly enough—yet Liu Chuan had arrived even faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he’d received word ahead of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming dismounted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Chuan stepped forward: “Commandant Wei, I’ve sent men to temporarily contain the demons descending the mountain—but to exterminate them, I need your help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s my duty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wei Ming’s group spoke, they walked toward the nearby woods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Commandant Liu was Feng Yu’s man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though their factions opposed each other, Wei Ming wasn’t foolish enough to ignore the demons because of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Internal strife was internal strife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For external threats, the Anning Guard had to stand as one solid wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the shared understanding between Cao Wei and Jiang Lin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw Liu Chuan’s soldiers formed a tight formation, surrounding a dozen demonic beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason armies surpassed martial sects\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was largely their ability to form battle arrays—with elite warriors as the core, continuously replenishing troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once trapped in a military array,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a Grandmaster of Martial Arts could be worn down to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming’s gaze sharpened: “Form array! Kill the demons!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Wei Ming’s men joining forces, within half an hour,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only eight or nine demonic beasts remained—reduced to unrecognizable carcasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the army, demonic beasts were just as helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few others had slipped away into the mountains during the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming ordered men to clean the battlefield, then turned to Liu Chuan: “Commandant Liu, what exactly happened? Why did these demons descend without cause?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Chuan shook his head: “I don’t know the reason.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This morning, while training troops,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Yu suddenly ordered him to lead troops to the eastern suburbs, claiming demons were present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He obeyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But upon arriving, he found far more demons than expected—and just as he prepared to request reinforcements, Wei Ming arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming took a deep breath: “Demonic beasts are vicious. We must eradicate them completely. We’ll search the mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agreed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Chuan nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If we let them escape today, they’ll remain a threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to strike now, while we have numbers—capture one if we can, one at a time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Annan Army has two duties: to monitor the martial world, and to suppress demonic beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s our responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving a few soldiers to clean up, the two led the rest up the mountain in force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In squads of five, each led by a Squad Leader, they spread out in a Baowei  formation, searching different directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the New Year approaching,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some dead trees had sprouted new buds; the ground was slick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers searching the mountain had martial skills—they moved steadily, no accidents occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, the rustling of leaves and branches could be heard, faintly accompanied by voices speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ge Hong and Li Rui led a squad of six soldiers, carefully searching for traces of the escaped beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming had specifically ordered that each team be stationed twenty zhang apart, so that if trouble arose, nearby teams could reach them in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Brother Li, what do you think’s going on with this beast? I keep feeling something’s off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ge Hong whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s definitely something wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Rui cautiously scanned his surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had lived in Qinghe for many years and had heard of several beast disturbances before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they always had a reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either a treasure had emerged, or the beast held a grudge against humans and came down to retaliate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet today’s beast disturbance showed no clear cause whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was very strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the two spoke, a cry rang out: “There’s a corpse!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Rui and Ge Hong exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They rushed toward the right with their men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they found a squad of soldiers gathered in a circle, staring at the corpse—more accurately, the scattered body parts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly torn apart by a beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Rui stared closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of the body parts bore traces of spiritual matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, these people were of high status; they wore spiritual armor, which the beast had torn apart along with their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ge Hong gazed at the corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He frowned: “Where did these people come from? Judging by the fabric fragments, they’re not from our Anning Guard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming and Liu Chuan arrived as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at the body parts, sharing Ge Hong’s confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Send someone to fetch the coroner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want to find out who this is!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2380,"2026-06-19T22:01:09.077Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1395bb3348fbacdeb828e638b581acb80d0f818736a50a20d97a00d5f9858b37","eternal-green-immortal-sovereign-chapter-124","eternal-green-immortal-sovereign-chapter-122",866,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Feternal-green-immortal-sovereign-cover.jpg"]