[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds":3,"chapter-high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-84":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","High Martial Arts Across Two Worlds",{"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},2361055,4616,"Chapter 84: The Road Home","high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-84",84,"\u003Cp>Yin Mengruo?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s not resting in her tent—why is she here now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo asked in confusion, “Young Lady Yin, it’s so late—what do you need?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May I come in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Mengruo asked softly outside the tent; though she phrased it as a question, she didn’t wait for Cang Luo’s permission—she simply lifted the tent flap herself...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the tent, under the phone’s flashlight, Cang Luo suddenly saw a pair of pure white hands slipping through the tent’s seam, followed by a smooth, long leg partially exposed beneath a white gauze skirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smooth leg had no excess fat, not a single pore visible, its pale skin tinged with pink—so tempting he wanted to bite it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo’s eyes widened; he wanted to stop Yin Mengruo from entering, but his mouth wouldn’t open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his hesitation, Yin Mengruo swept in with a swirl of fragrance, standing before Cang Luo with a look of curiosity fixed on the phone hanging in the tent’s corner like a lamp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Yin Mengruo wore only a thin white gauze skirt; her rolled-up sleeves and high slit revealed all four limbs, and faintly visible beneath the gauze were her undergarments...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo nearly spat blood from his nose at Yin Mengruo’s sensual appearance—what was she doing here dressed like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seducing me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo wasn’t a wooden statue—he couldn’t miss how Yin Mengruo deliberately sought him out from time to time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he didn’t know her motive—whether she admired him or had some hidden agenda—he would never let anything happen between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beauty brings calamity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beauty brings calamity...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo silently repeated it—he didn’t want to die before returning to Earth because of a woman’s charms, but just looking couldn’t hurt, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo kept staring at Yin Mengruo, while Yin Mengruo stared at the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is this thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why does it glow?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, the phone’s flashlight irritated Yin Mengruo’s eyes; she rubbed them—and then noticed Cang Luo secretly gazing at her thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Mengruo’s face flushed crimson; she crouched down, hugging her knees. Cang Luo quickly averted his gaze and stammered, “Young Lady Yin, why aren’t you resting yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Mengruo murmured softly, “I just finished bathing in the nearby lake... was heading back when I noticed your tent was still lit, so I came to check if the boss was asleep.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, Yin Mengruo looked again at the phone in the tent’s corner and asked curiously, “Brother Luo, what kind of treasure is that glowing thing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo waved it off, “Oh, it’s not a treasure—just a useless glowing object.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up, retrieved the phone, and added, “It’s late—go back to sleep, Young Lady Yin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of sight, out of mind—he didn’t want to risk doing something he’d regret. Thinking it over, he turned off the flashlight to signal he was resting, hoping she’d leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to Cang Luo’s surprise, the moment he turned off the flashlight, a soft, boneless body flung itself at him and clung tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s so dark!” Yin Mengruo whispered in alarm—the sudden darkness startled her, and she instinctively threw herself into Cang Luo’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo froze, not daring to move, hands raised in surrender, terrified of touching something he shouldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands didn’t intend to touch her body, nor did his legs—but one part, uncontrollable, made contact...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Mengruo shrieked, tensing her body—she wanted to pull away but didn’t; instead, she bit down hard on Cang Luo’s shoulder, her cheeks flushed crimson as if bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with another fierce resolve, she clung to him tightly, her body trembling...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, the small tent fell into an unnerving silence, thick with intoxicating tension. Cang Luo endured the pain on his shoulder, wanting to push her away—but didn’t act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only silently chant: Hold on! Must hold on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impulse is the devil—if I do something here, my reputation as boss is ruined!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, Cang Luo took a deep breath and forcefully shoved her away, firm: “Young Lady Yin, you should go back to sleep. The boss needs rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, Cang Luo swiftly turned his back to Yin Mengruo—he feared she might see something she shouldn’t, and that would be unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Luo...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Mengruo stared at his back, face blazing red—not just from shame, but from indignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve gone this far—and you’re still unmoved?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you even a man?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, Yin Mengruo let out a sharp huff and stormed out of the tent...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Cang Luo hadn’t left his tent yet—he was still completing one full cycle of his cultivation technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others had already risen and, under the organization of Deputy Boss Zhao Ren, were bundling and packing the spoils; groups of five or six gathered, packing while chatting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a corner, five disciples were packing a beast destined for the Profound Heaven Sect when one suddenly asked, “Did you hear a woman scream last night?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A woman’s scream? I didn’t hear one...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other four turned to look at Xiang Yunjiao and her two companions, who were sorting herbs nearby—Zhan Lang Gang had only three female disciples; if a woman screamed, it had to be them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were on watch last night—did you see anything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s eyes darted, then whispered, “Yeah—I saw Young Lady Yin enter the boss’s tent wearing only a thin nightgown. Then came a scream—but...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what?” The other four’s eyes widened instantly, imagining bloody scenes, swallowing hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man continued, “But Young Lady Yin stayed in the boss’s tent only a moment before rushing out—looked furious. Total time? Less than half a cup of tea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Half a cup of tea? Is that enough time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, that’s not the point—didn’t you hear she stormed out furious? Was she rejected? Or did the boss force her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably rejected. She went in on her own—I’ve seen for a while now she’s got feelings for the boss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh! Power is great—beautiful women throw themselves at him, but the boss doesn’t want her...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five continued whispering about what happened between Yin Mengruo and Cang Luo last night, completely unaware their conversation was fully heard by Zhao Ren, who hid behind a massive cedar tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ren leaned against the tree, fists clenched, face twisted—he’d stayed up all night cultivating and heard the scream too, but didn’t know who made it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he came to ask the night watchman what happened, if he’d seen anything—and arrived just in time to hear their talk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d long been secretly smitten with Yin Mengruo, repeatedly expressing his affection, but she never accepted—nor did she outright refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Zhao Ren believed he still had hope, and became even more eager to impress her, cultivating harder, aiming to seize control of Zhan Lang Gang and make her throw herself at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, hearing this—he was furious, gritting his teeth: “Cang Luo! You’ve stolen my men, and now you’ve stolen the woman I love!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is too much! Wait—I’ll take back everything I lost, with interest!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ren exhaled deeply, preparing to check on Yin Mengruo—when he saw Cang Luo step out of the tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a deep breath, quickly composed himself, then strode toward Cang Luo calmly: “Boss, all supplies are arranged. We’re ready to depart for the sect whenever you give the order.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo stretched, loosening his limbs, secretly observing everyone’s expressions—wary someone had seen something they shouldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But thankfully, no one seemed amiss; Yin Mengruo chatted quietly with Xiang Yunjiao as if nothing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looks like no problem—Cang Luo sighed in relief and nodded: “Thank you, Brother Zhao. Since everything’s ready, let’s set out for the sect. We’ll hold a victory feast after we return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone responded in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, after half a month of training in the Beast Forest, Zhan Lang Gang finally began their journey back to the Profound Heaven Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because their spoils were so abundant, they needed to carry massive quantities—so everyone except Cang Luo, a few high-ranking members, and Xiang Yunjiao’s trio became porters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ren had already arranged for simple stretchers and carts the day before, so now there was no chaos; after loading everything, he began directing and coordinating the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some pulled from the front, others pushed from behind, some cleared the path, others patrolled for threats...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo thought Zhao Ren truly had ability—his cultivation base was decent. With him, Cang Luo could relax, not needing to handle everything himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this guy had big ambitions...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the cargo was heavy, the procession moved slowly—only barely exiting the Beast Forest by three in the afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, with Cang Luo’s satellite surveillance leading the way, they encountered no danger—and even killed three lone first-stage beasts, though they couldn’t eat them, only harvested their cores.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, edible beasts were rare—hard to come across.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo calculated from the “Bestiary of Ten Thousand Beasts”: the ratio of edible to inedible beasts was roughly one to five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past half-month, Zhan Lang Gang killed 256 beasts—but only 80 were edible, because Cang Luo deliberately targeted only the edible ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One disciple couldn’t help asking Cang Luo: “Boss, how do you find beasts so easily? Any secret method?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo obviously couldn’t tell them he had a satellite with a god’s-eye view—he claimed instead a family-secret technique that sensed beast movements within a certain range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone believed him, growing even more awed—some secretly guessed Cang Luo wasn’t an ordinary outer disciple, but likely from a powerful clan, here for training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t uncommon—many powerful clans sent their young to leave home, escape safety, and wander for years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some joined the army, enduring life-or-death battles to forge willpower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others joined sects to expand family connections...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Zhan Lang Gang emerged from the Beast Forest, passing through various camps, they instantly drew the gaze of many Profound Heaven Sect outer disciples—many eyes gleamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So many beasts!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone counted and gasped: “Thirty! And all of them edible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, many stood dumbfounded—everyone knew the edible-to-inedible ratio was one to five, so this was astonishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another exclaimed: “They killed thirty edible beasts—that means they found at least one hundred fifty beasts?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the bundle on Wang Pangzi’s back, then at the herbs and beast materials peeking from the carts, and guessed: “Which gang are they? Such a haul?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This haul must be at least a hundred and twenty beast cores!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the beast materials, the spirit herbs—aren’t those substantial too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the crowd stirred, and someone even drew a blade with a sharp hiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind a nearby tent, five Profound Heaven Sect outer disciples lurked, eyes sharp with greed as they stared at Zhan Lang Gang’s spoils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their leader, Zhang Zhen, a Level One Martial General with a scar across his face, growled: “Let’s go. They’re slow with all this cargo—we’ll take a shortcut, wait till they’re isolated, then rob them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone behind him immediately said: “Boss, wait—there are so many of them, and we’re only five. We can’t handle this. Shouldn’t we go back to the gang and call for backup?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhen sneered: “No need. I know those leaders—they’re all worthless cultivators at the Warrior stage. What’s to fear? Capture the bandit, first capture the king. Take out the leader, and it’s done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, if we call for help, more people show up—won’t our share get smaller?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone nodded in agreement—Boss made perfect sense...\u003C\u002Fp>",1908,"2026-06-21T06:04:04.528Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7f65907e53a84f49cfadbc738aba03ba0be06fcd0f02962b43e0a4fabff9a477","high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-85","high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-83",157,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhigh-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-cover.jpg"]