[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha":3,"chapter-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-39":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Global High Martial Arts, Starting Off with a Sharingan",{"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},2318767,4534,"Chapter 39","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-39",39,"\u003Cp>Su Changfeng was already waiting in the hall; seeing the black-clad man bound like a rice ball, and glancing at the cloth bag in Ye Lingxi’s hand, his expression darkened: “What’s the situation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng spoke first, dumping out everything—the fight at Hongliu Alley, the corpse of the Thirteenth Seat, and the strange stone’s clue—all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally patted the black-clad man: “This guy’s a bounty hunter—he’s told us everything he knows. Itachi decide what to do with him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Changfeng nodded. “Itachi’ve worked hard today. Go home and rest. We’ll handle the rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three left the Night Watcher branch and walked home as usual, approaching the crossroads where they would part ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they neared the crossroads, the streetlamp flickered twice, and from its shifting shadows, a small figure suddenly darted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a boy, about seven or eight years old, wearing a faded short-sleeved shirt, clutching a slip of paper tightly in his hand. Without a word, he shoved it into Jiang Xia’s hands—the one walking in the middle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, a doll uncle told me to give this to Itachi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy’s voice was thin, trembling with timidity. Before the three could react, he turned and vanished into the alley beside them, leaving only the rapid fading echo of footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia unfolded it, scanning the few lines under the flickering streetlamp—his pupils shrank sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s this? Is this the bounty hunter’s accomplice playing tricks?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng leaned over, his head nearly brushing Jiang Xia’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia clenched the paper tightly, knuckles turning white, the corners crumpling under his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly shoved it into his pant pocket, feigning indifference: “Nothing. Probably some kid’s prank—mistook me for someone else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lingxi stood beside him, her gaze fixed on Jiang Xia’s clenched hand. Her eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, but she said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng muttered “Boring” twice, waved his hand, and turned toward his own home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia also walked home with his head down. Once inside, he locked the door behind him and pulled out the crumpled slip from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, without the flickering lamp to obscure it, the writing was clear: crooked, uneven characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Night Watchers are using Itachi. At midnight tonight, Linjiang Park. I will tell Itachi everything Itachi want to know. Remember—come alone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night watchman is using Itachi; at midnight tonight, Linjiang Park, I will tell Itachi everything Itachi want to know. Remember, come alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia stared at the four characters “Linjiang Park”—a place even patrol teams rarely visited at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The meeting spot was chosen either because the other party had real secrets to reveal, or because a trap had been laid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the wall clock—the hour hand had just passed ten-thirty. An hour and a half remained until midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the night was as thick as ink that wouldn’t dissolve; wind whipped leaves against the glass, producing faint, scattered sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It unexpectedly reminded him of the Thirteenth Seat’s corpse in Hongliu Alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everything I want to know…” Jiang Xia repeated softly, staring at the character “ Wu ” on the paper—this form of address was archaic, not something a young person would use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could it be? The bounty hunters? The Cult of the Evil God? Or… not even human?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped thinking further, turned, and pulled from the bottom of his closet a dark gray hoodie. He strapped the Cao Tiao Sword to his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving, he checked the door lock three times, circled the stairwell once, confirmed no suspicious shadows followed, then stepped swiftly into the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the park’s streetlamps were broken; only a few flickered dimly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia pulled his hoodie’s hood low, moved quietly, and followed the stone path along the riverbank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes before midnight, he hid behind a thick, ancient camphor tree, the Cao Tiao Sword gripped tightly in his hand, knuckles white from pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, heavy footsteps sounded behind him—each step crushed gravel, making the ground tremble slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia’s grip on the Cao Tiao Sword tightened instantly; the blade glinted coldly in the dim light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These footsteps could not belong to any human—too heavy, accompanied by the coarse, animalistic panting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned slowly—his pupils shrank to needle points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thing stood ten meters away, in the shadow of a streetlamp. Its body resembled a massive black bear, but its head was that of a tiger, radiating the aura of a fifth-rank beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark red blood, still wet, clung to its jaws; half a faded cloth strip hung from its waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stench of blood and rot surged toward him—Jiang Xia’s stomach churned, his knuckles whitening again from gripping the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Itachi’re Lu Wu. That boy… did Itachi eat him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia’s voice was icy; the blade lifted slightly, aimed at the beast’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beast grinned, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth: “I am Cang Hu, general under Lord Lu Wu’s command!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That human child saw what he shouldn’t have—couldn’t be left alive. But he was among the tastiest humans I’ve tasted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It lowered its head, licking the blood from its lips, its cloudy eyes fixed unblinkingly on Jiang Xia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is Lu Wu? He summoned me here—make him come out and face me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia gripped the sword with both hands, struggling to suppress his rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Hu shook his head. “Lord Lu Wu cannot enter the human realm—he’s beyond Shanhai Pass. He sent me to deliver his message.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia’s brow furrowed deeper; the tip of the Cao Tiao Sword carved a shallow groove into the stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beyond Shanhai Pass? There’s a barrier there—beasts can’t enter. But if Lu Wu can’t come, how did Itachi get in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Hu’s tiger eyes flickered with impatience, but he dared not show it, forcing himself to explain calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was assigned by Lord Lu Wu to serve beside Zhu Yan, the Beast Saint. I entered through the rift twenty years ago with it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today, Lord Lu Wu sent me to warn Itachi: the Night Watchers are using Itachi. They brought Itachi to Linjiang to exploit your SSS-tier talent’s fortune to win the Fortune Struggle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fortune Struggle?” Jiang Xia’s voice was frost-laced; the Cao Tiao Sword’s tip pressed deeper into the stone path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Night Watchers are backed by the human realm’s barrier—why would they need the fortune of just one person?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Hu growled low in its throat, its claws gouging deep furrows into the ground, the stench of decay spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do Itachi wonder why the Night Watchers are so obsessed with SSS-tier talents?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A hundred years ago, humanity held Shanhai Pass because the first Awakeners sacrificed themselves to extend the realm’s fortune—allowing human elites inside to fight four enemies of equal rank.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stepped forward abruptly; the fifth-rank beast’s aura crashed down like a mountain: “Now the Fortune Struggle has begun again. Other SSS-tier talents guard Shanhai Pass—only Itachi remain among humans.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me—who else would they use? Honestly—I’ll tell Itachi: the sorcerer manipulating the fortune is Zhao Xianhai of the Literary Academy. When the time comes, both Itachi and he will die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Jiang Xia could think further, Cang Hu suddenly crouched, its tiger eyes flashing with murderous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Lu Wu’s message: either meet him personally, or die here tonight!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia looked at Cang Hu strangely. “If Itachi perish, will Lu Wu know immediately?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Hu’s expression turned haughty. “Of course. If Itachi dare strike, Lord Lu Wu will sense it instantly—so don’t try tricks. Make your choice now.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1255,"2026-06-20T15:06:04.061Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","90e947866a50bf2a0ef4763fd1b48560a080975566228f8f17ed06866228027e","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-40","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-38",162,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-cover.jpg"]