[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-heavenly-official-bestows-evil":3,"chapter-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-51":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Heavenly Official Bestows Evil",{"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},2316670,4530,"Chapter 51: A Family Should Be Together","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-51",51,"\u003Cp>Xu Doctor’s home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spacious and bright; as soon as you opened the door, warmth washed over you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A petite girl with twin braids sprinted toward Wu Xian—this must be Xu Ming’s daughter, Xu Xiaoyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, I’ve been waiting for you to come home—I’ve been so good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was clearly grown up, yet still acted like a child, her big eyes glistening, her expression pitifully pleading; Wu Xian couldn’t help but ruffle her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian pushed Xu Xiaoyan into the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the soothing pressure of her fingers, breathing in her fragrant scent, Wu Xian felt an unprecedented comfort, and closed his eyes to savor it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mother Ye Shuxia spoke with slurred speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Ya sat on the sofa, cradling Wu Xian’s head onto her lap, her slender, pale fingers—so translucent you could see the veins—gently massaging his temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he was far enough from He Ya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half-asleep, half-awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian jolted upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wu Xian return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s better if the child comes home late—if he came home early, wouldn’t he become just like us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speaker was a small old man in a vest, face stern—this must be Xu Ming’s father, Xu Qingfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Ya’s massage was too comfortable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why did you even come back? Don’t you care for your wife and daughter? How long have they been waiting for you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian quickly smiled and apologized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An elderly woman with gray hair stepped out of the kitchen—she must be Xu Ming’s mother, Ye Shuxia—her face beaming as she looked at Wu Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you home so late today? Was work busy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a soft, squishy maggot!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fingers massaging his temples were no longer soft and warm, but cold and slick; the scent in his nose was no longer sweet body fragrance, but the acrid stench of blood and rot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Ya mournfully touched her cheek: “Why did you come home so late? If you hadn’t come so late… I might still have been as beautiful as before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian instinctively explained: “Yeah, today was busy—I had to do a psychiatric evaluation for the Investigation Bureau.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colorful flags and lanterns hung in the room; the dining table was piled high with dishes, and in the center sat a four-tier cake decorated with fruit—cherries, strawberries, bayberries, red dates, cherry tomatoes…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doesn’t matter if you can win—just as long as you can fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earlier warmth only deepened the horror now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he wasn’t the real husband, and he didn’t want to be a villain—what if this woman suddenly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the very top of the cake sat a peeled lychee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a startled cat, he instantly flipped off the couch, his curly hair standing straight up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly grew comfortable with these four—parents, wife, daughter—drinking and laughing together, the entire dinner harmonious; though Wu Xian was merely a Follower inhabiting Xu Ming’s body, interacting with these four brought him no awkwardness or distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly retreated toward the kitchen—there were no weapons in the house to combat malevolent spirits; the only thing that might help was the kitchen knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, the rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though scolded, he sensed warmth in the words—this little old man had once been a well-known teacher, and the older he got, the stranger his temper became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian suddenly felt something crawling on his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A family of five, blissfully happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed at Wu Xian: “Ah, why did you come back? Once you return home, you can never escape us again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But… but why didn’t you come save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle woman with hair combed to one shoulder, wearing an apron, hurried over, took Wu Xian’s bag, and helped him off with his coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve been waiting for you—I’ve been so good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian began to ponder the similarities and differences between this Fertility Realm and the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian couldn’t afford to cause trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian’s scalp prickled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong, darling? Do I look beautiful?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian felt slightly awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wu Xian dared not let his guard down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Fertility Realm wasn’t as tense—the whole day had passed without Wu Xian encountering real danger, and he’d grown careless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the story didn’t unfold as Wu Xian had expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father Xu Qingfeng’s body had a ten-centimeter gap along its midline—he had been split down the center, and through the cut, the internal tissues were fully visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skin on both sides of his mouth split open, revealing raw, red flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this rare moment of leisure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Ming, your wife is amazing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Coming home late is fine—there was a little accident while cooking, and we spent ages cleaning up. If you’d come back then, your birthday would’ve been ruined.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian turned around and saw the kitchen fridge open—his daughter Xu Xiaoyan stood before it, frantically shoving food into her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last Fertility Realm was teeming with malevolent spirits, but most were direct, rarely hidden; most importantly, in that realm, Wu Xian always had the ability to fight back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She noticed Wu Xian, turned around, and burst into tears, overwhelmed with grievance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xiaoyan’s face was deathly pale, the lower half of her clothes soaked in blood; a gaping wound gaped on her belly, and the bread, milk, and sausage she’d just eaten spilled out from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian nodded with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of her face was mottled purple and black; her home clothes were drenched in blood, covered in dozens of knife wounds, and slow-moving newborn maggots crawled across her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nothing happened—though it was deep night, no malevolent spirits appeared, and Wu Xian gradually relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, I’m so hungry—I don’t know why, but I’m always starving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was soft and magnetic, making Wu Xian’s heart tingle—she must be Xu Ming’s wife, He Ya, a full-time housewife who had always supported Xu Ming’s work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Wu Xian first entered this Fertility Realm, he was already in extreme exhaustion; after a day of constant vigilance, he was utterly drained, and gradually grew drowsy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the last Fertility Realm, they could only move within a tiny area around the Peaceful Inn; but this time, they could go anywhere in the entire city—beyond the text on the talisman, there were no restrictions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wu Xian knew clearly: the calm and freedom were temporary. The office with its hidden traces, the shattered Ten Soul Banners, and the dead customer in the barbershop told him that beneath this world’s tranquil surface, violent waves churned—and the monstrous jaws beneath might already be aimed at Wu Xian’s tiny skiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian slowly retreated, desperate to flee the house—just then, he bumped into Xu Doctor’s parents, who had just stepped out of their room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scolding came from the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wife made no further move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Ya smiled gently at Wu Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian lifted his eyelids slightly—and his heart lurched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You must’ve had a rough day—I haven’t seen you this tired in ages. Let me give you a massage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now he was completely ordinary, trapped in a nest of malevolent spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly and the child had gone to sleep; only the husband and wife remained in the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, the freedom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout, Wu Xian had been on guard against everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pinched the thing between his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tongue hung limp outside her mouth; a slanted knife wound cut across her neck, the area below stained crimson with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Ya, Xu Qingfeng, Xu Xiaoyan, Ye Shuxia…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Ming’s four relatives—all were malevolent spirits!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Follower’s Talisman had guided Wu Xian straight into the nest of malevolent spirits!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1271,"2026-06-20T14:31:06.102Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0f88bf7383f465248e85525c78fdb00fea6a6df54df2aa96bbdc61b3b37344e4","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-52","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-50",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheavenly-official-bestows-evil-cover.jpg"]