[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t":3,"chapter-i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-13":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm Invincible, and You Tell Me This Is Journey to the West?",{"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},2360514,4615,"Chapter 13: The Grandmaster","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-13",13,"\u003Cp>“Master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandmaster, please don’t!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had the Grandmaster finished speaking than the lecture hall erupted in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All disciples knelt to the ground, their faces filled with shock and reluctance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They never imagined Sun Wukong’s departure would end like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandmaster, please revoke your decree!” Wu Ming knelt prostrate, his voice trembling with tears, “Your disciples are foolish and have angered you, but we beg you not to drive us away!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen also knelt among the crowd; he had not expected the Grandmaster to dissolve the entire sect so decisively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All partings are fate; why cling to them?” The Grandmaster’s tone remained unshaken. “No feast lasts forever. Our master-disciple bond ends today. Your future cultivation depends entirely on your own destiny.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gazed at the pleading disciples below and sighed softly, beginning to assess each one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu Ming, your nature is steady, yet you are too rigid, lacking adaptability. After you leave, observe heaven and earth more closely—you may yet advance further.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu Qian, your talent is decent, but your spirit is lazy, fond of comfort. Without hardship, your achievements in this life will be limited.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grandmaster spoke plainly of each disciple’s strengths and flaws, offering tailored guidance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening, the disciples gradually fell silent, etching their master’s final words deep into their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the Grandmaster’s gaze settled on Su Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu Chen, step forward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen’s heart stirred; he obeyed, stepping before the Grandmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are different from them,” the Grandmaster said, his eyes deep and unfathomable. “I cannot fathom your origins. I cannot calculate your future. This is both your tribulation and your opportunity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his voice loud yet heard only by Su Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This world faces a great calamity. You, as this anomaly, remember—do not enter the fray lightly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master…” Su Chen’s heart tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Golden Core path is built on deep accumulation, not haste. The stronger your foundation, the higher your eventual attainment. When the great calamity comes, winds will rage and waves crash—seek a quiet place, cultivate in stillness, and avoid entanglement with that monkey. When your Golden Core is complete, you shall roam freely between heaven and earth, unshaken by any storm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen carved every word into his soul and bowed deeply: “Disciple humbly accepts your teachings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grandmaster nodded slightly, a faint smile touching his face. He flicked his finger, and a beam of Jin Guang shot into Su Chen’s third eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Dao lies in ‘One’—one axe, one thought, one Golden Core. These are my insights on the Golden Core path. They may aid your future cultivation. Go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the Jin Guang was no grand technique or spell, but the Grandmaster’s complete cultivation experience and realizations—from refining the void to merging with the Dao, through Tribulation Crossing to attaining Jin Xian. This gift was more precious than any magic treasure or divine art!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen felt countless profound truths flood his mind, as if an ultimate master had lifted a corner of the fog obscuring his path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overwhelmed with gratitude, he bowed again, deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he raised his head, the Grandmaster had risen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cast one final glance at the disciples below, then swept his sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An irresistible force surged forth—stars shifted, heaven and earth spun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Su Chen opened his eyes again, he stood on the mountain path of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him were Wu Ming and the other disciples, equally bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned back—where once stood the immortal cave of “Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Slanting Moon, Three Stars,” only a bare, steep cliff remained, glinting coldly in the sunset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if years of seeking the Dao had been nothing but a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandmaster…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone wept first; then all knelt, bowing toward the empty cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long moments passed before they slowly rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Ming walked to Su Chen, his eyes red but his expression calmer than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bowed solemnly to Su Chen: “Younger brother Wu Chen, today we part—I do not know when we shall meet again. Our past disagreements, I beg you not to hold against me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen returned the bow: “Brother, you overstate it. We were fellow disciples—that was fate. What are your plans now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Ming gazed eastward, eyes holding both confusion and resolve: “The Grandmaster said I am bound by rules—I shall walk among the mortal world, observe its myriad faces, and perhaps find insight. Brother, take care.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You too, brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, they bid farewell, then scattered in small groups, descending the mountain in different directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, only Su Chen remained on the path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked toward the direction Sun Wukong had left, then back at the empty cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His master was gone. His brothers were gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this vast world, he stood alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to return home first—to see his parents and kin, and sever his ties to mortal affairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirteen years might be short for a cultivator, but for ordinary mortals, it was a major portion of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He formed a hand seal, summoned the wind, and rose into the air, his form becoming a faint blue shadow skimming the ground toward the capital of Jiang State.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The region where Slanting Moon, Three Stars Cave lay was not far from his homeland, Jiang State, for a cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and the monkey had taken three months to walk there, enduring wind, rain, and hardship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he had refined the void and merged with the Dao, his wind-riding technique, though not the pinnacle of flight, could cover thousands of li per day—the journey home would take only days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The closer he drew to Jiang State’s heartland, the tighter his brow furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imperial road, once bustling with carts, horses, and merchants, now lay in ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fields on either side lay abandoned, wild grass taller than a man, yellow and withered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groups of refugees, gaunt and ragged, moved numbly toward an unknown horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, military supply carts rolled by, kicking up clouds of dust; the refugees scattered in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen descended, mingling with the refugees, walking slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From an old man, he learned that since King Cheng’s rebellion in the north, war had raged without end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imperial court, to fund the northern campaign, continuously raised taxes and conscripted men everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Villages had been stripped of all able-bodied men, leaving only the elderly, weak, women, and children—unable to till the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When disaster struck, they had no choice but to flee their homes and become refugees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young man, you look capable—how did you end up like this?” the old man sighed, his cloudy eyes filled with sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen gave a fabricated tale of his village destroyed by war, and the old man accepted it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He listened in silence to the refugees’ laments—their curses against war, their despair toward the court, their hatred for King Cheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed inwardly: since ancient times, the people have always been the victims of dynastic rise and fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immortal arts could grant him longevity, power to move mountains and fill seas, yet they could not fill the bellies of a thousand starving souls overnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could slay demons and purge evil, yet he could not sever the greed and desire that poisoned this world.\u003C\u002Fp>",1196,"2026-06-21T05:42:07.836Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a870c208998ffe10898346d6aad547b670fc963372081c08230ff7fe3812dc9b","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-14","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-12",470,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-cover.jpg"]