[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-forbidden-spellcasters-have-short-lives-i-have-a":3,"chapter-forbidden-spellcasters-have-short-lives-i-have-a-forbidden-spellcasters-have-short-lives-i-have-a-chapter-840":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Forbidden Spellcasters Have Short Lives? I Have an Immortal Body",{"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},2351124,4595,"Chapter 840: Past Events","forbidden-spellcasters-have-short-lives-i-have-a-chapter-840",840,"\u003Cp>Monk Wuchen went straight to the point, offering no preamble, and Ye Lin was caught off guard by the question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat opposite Monk Wuchen, drained the hot tea before him in one gulp, spat out a tea leaf, and said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I saw this name in an ancient text before, and out of curiosity, I asked Fanxin about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Which ancient text?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monk Wuchen looked at Ye Lin with a smile, his gaze profound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As far as this poor monk knows, the Western Boundary has destroyed all information regarding Fanxiu. I am curious, which ancient text still contains records of him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s been too long; I don't remember.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lin denied it outright. Surely this Monk Wuchen wouldn't just search his soul, would he?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monk Wuchen did not press further; instead, he changed the tea leaves and began to brew a new pot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movements were elegant and composed, yet a complex emotion that Ye Lin could not fathom appeared in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is Fanxiu... doing well?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lin did not know how to answer this question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had carelessly eaten a bowl of golden porridge and ended up so enraged that he self-detonated on the spot; Ye Lin didn't know if that counted as doing well or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, he did not know the specific relationship between the Monk Wuchen before him and Fanxiu, so silence became Ye Lin's only choice for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monk Wuchen paid no mind to Ye Lin and began to speak to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fanxiu is my senior brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen slowly recounted the events of those years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, he was not yet the Holy Monk famous throughout the Longevity Continent, but merely a little novice who had just joined the Flying Immortal Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at that time, Fanxiu was already the Buddha-son of the Flying Immortal Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Wuchen's eyes, the Fanxiu of that time shone like a god in the heavens; it seemed there was nothing in this world that Fanxiu could not do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen made Fanxiu his goal and strove to catch up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Wuchen's eyes, Fanxiu was the gentlest big brother in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what difficulties he encountered in his cultivation, as long as he asked Fanxiu, Fanxiu would patiently explain everything to Wuchen bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Wuchen, Fanxiu was both a teacher and a friend, truly a guiding light on his path of cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Wuchen did not disappoint Fanxiu; he displayed terrifyingly strong talent, and the radiance he exuded even once eclipsed Fanxiu, the Buddha-son!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Flying Immortal Temple sighed, saying that if Wuchen had been born a hundred years earlier, the position of Buddha-son would surely have belonged to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fanxiu was already a genius, but compared to Wuchen, he was a monster! Calling him the reincarnation of the Buddha Lord would not have been an exaggeration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen was young then and did not notice these rumors, nor did he notice the flicker of jealousy that occasionally flashed in the depths of the eyes of Fanxiu, the gentle big brother he idolized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Days passed one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen's strength caught up from behind, with a trend of gradually surpassing Fanxiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether in cultivation or in his comprehension of Buddhist Dharma, Wuchen was no longer beneath Fanxiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made the jealousy in the depths of Fanxiu's eyes grow ever more intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen was completely unaware of this, immersed in the joy of catching up to his idol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Brother Fanxiu, I am about to catch up to you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so? Congratulations.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fanxiu looked at his junior brother with a complex gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Yu must exist, why must Liang also exist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the thought in the depths of Fanxiu's heart at that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although no one in the Flying Immortal Temple had ever asked him to yield the position of Buddha-son, with Wuchen around, Fanxiu felt uncomfortable no matter how he sat in that seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If things continued this way, he might become the first Buddha-son in the history of the Flying Immortal Temple to be inferior in strength to his peers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would become the laughingstock of the Western Boundary and even the entire Longevity Continent!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, someone contacted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, Fanxiu harbored evil intentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the night Fanxiu stole the temple's supreme treasure, Wuchen ran into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Brother Fanxiu, why must you do this?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen looked in disbelief at the man before him, the man he had once viewed as an idol and striven to catch up to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shock this moment brought to Wuchen was no less than seeing one's former \"white moonlight\" become a top courtesan of the Yihong Pavilion, whose lips were tasted by thousands and whose jade arms were pillows for ten thousand men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn't it because of you? Wuchen, why don't you just die?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment Fanxiu decided to betray the Western Boundary, he no longer hid the dark side of his heart and unleashed all his inner malice toward Wuchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If not for you, why would I have to take such risks? It's all your fault! You shouldn't have appeared in the Flying Immortal Temple!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fanxiu roared, his veins bulging, his eyes blood-red, wishing he could kill Wuchen on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen stood stunned in place, unable to calm down for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not expected that the gentle Senior Brother Fanxiu, whom he viewed as an idol, had secretly envied and hated him for so long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... he had never intended to compare himself with Fanxiu; all he wanted was to catch up to his idol!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fanxiu brushed past Wuchen, taking the supreme treasure into the darkness, and disappeared from then on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this incident became an eternal knot in the depths of Wuchen's heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Fanxiu left, Wuchen was depressed for a long time. This top Buddhist prodigy locked himself in a secret chamber, seeing no one, until the Abbot of the Flying Immortal Temple came before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen raised his head and asked the Abbot before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, if my talent were a little worse, and my cultivation a little slower, would Senior Brother Fanxiu not have committed such a great mistake?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abbot spoke slowly, his words like lotus flowers blooming, as if the Buddha Lord himself were present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Foolish child, the bright mirror has no dust; delusions create the dust themselves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fanxiu's sins were not born of your talent, just as gold and silver stir greed in the hearts of mortals—it is not the fault of the gold and silver, but that the greed already existed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your talent is like a scorching sun; if Fanxiu's Buddha-heart were as clear as water, reflecting your brilliance would only add to his own radiance—how could it breed jealousy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words of the Flying Immortal Temple's Abbot rang like a great bell in the depths of Wuchen's heart, and a glimmer of light slowly ignited in his dead-water eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen knelt before the Abbot of the Flying Immortal Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, if this disciple can find Senior Brother Fanxiu and recover the temple's supreme treasure, can you give Senior Brother Fanxiu a chance to repent and start anew? This disciple begs you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh... foolish child.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A look of compassion appeared on the face of the Flying Immortal Temple's Abbot, and then he slowly nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Master!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen was overcome with excitement; he had found his new goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From then on, he cultivated like a madman, all for the sake of one day finding Fanxiu again, leading him to turn back from his lost path, and returning him to the Flying Immortal Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This search has continued until now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Benefactor Ye, if you know anything about my senior brother, please tell this poor monk, will you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a hint of pleading in Wuchen's tone, which even made Ye Lin feel somewhat heartbroken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Fanxiu was truly a beast, not cherishing such a good junior brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But heartbreak aside, Ye Lin dared not tell Wuchen what had actually happened to Fanxiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wuchen knew the ins and outs of the matter, he would likely go berserk on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry, Master Wuchen, I really don't know.\" Ye Lin spread his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen held up three fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as you tell me, this poor monk can do three things for you. Of course, these three things cannot violate Buddhist precepts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Deal!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lin agreed immediately; getting a top-tier fighter for free was not an easy opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But Master Wuchen, can you swear a Dao oath first? Or swear to your Buddha Lord that, besides doing these three things for me, no matter what happens, you will not harm me or those around me—whether you do it yourself or have others do it on your behalf, it is not allowed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuchen frowned slightly. Although he didn't know why Ye Lin made such a strange request, he was anxious to know about Fanxiu and couldn't be bothered to think too much, so he agreed directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the matter of his senior brother Fanxiu had almost become an obsession in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wuchen finish his oath, Ye Lin finally felt relieved and said with a kind smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master Fanxin is indeed straightforward. Since that's the case, let me sing you a song!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lin cleared his throat and began to sing at the top of his lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Fanxiu I met, was quite the character.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He dreamed of being a god, his strength not bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But he got careless, was kicked away by someone, and stayed in a septic tank.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That day, Fanxiu, started shouting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That day, Fanxiu, started eating.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His whole body soaked, in the sewage, posing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The stench stung his eyes, tears streaming down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This mouthful of foul air, truly hard to bear, he self-detonated to shine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To this day, the scattered dung-flowers, are still shining!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1648,"2026-06-21T02:52:50.664Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","e839615b7af87c5ad6b7fecbcf4b8b60408c4d9363512214a7f284b30054ed01","forbidden-spellcasters-have-short-lives-i-have-a-chapter-841","forbidden-spellcasters-have-short-lives-i-have-a-chapter-839",847,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fforbidden-spellcasters-have-short-lives-i-have-a-cover.jpg"]