[{"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-27":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},2360528,4615,"Chapter 27","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>Su Chen stood before Wuzhuang Temple, his heart churning with countless thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The couplet, “The immortal’s abode where life never fades, the Daoist’s home that shares heaven’s eternity,” did not exude arrogance, but a calm statement of fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if sharing heaven’s lifespan was, to the temple’s master, nothing more than an ordinary truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gate stood tightly shut, its vermilion wood adorned with ancient bronze rings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen could feel that beyond this door lay a world utterly distinct from the outside; the heavy, earthlike Daoic resonance made him feel not the slightest urge to pry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock, or not knock?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Master Zhenyuan was inside, would a mere Qi Refining-to-Union Daoist’s sudden visit be seen as rude?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one could say what the Earth Immortal Ancestor’s temper was like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he didn’t knock, was he to wait here idle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Heaven’s Mechanism Mirror only said the opportunity lay behind Wuzhuang Temple, not how to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen even entertained a ridiculous thought: should he mimic Sun Wukong and sneak in stealthily?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the thought arose, he crushed it instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What nonsense—sneaking into Master Zhenyuan’s sacred grounds? That’s like lighting a lamp in a latrine, looking for shit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a deep breath and suppressed all distracting thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the Heaven’s Mechanism Mirror had guided him here, there must be a way forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, straightened his Daoist robe, and decided to seek an audience with proper courtesy—this was the safest course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, just as he raised his hand, about to knock on the door rings—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Creeeak—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy vermilion gate swung inward on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, mist swirled, divine aura thickened, obscuring all sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a pure essence of plant life rushed toward him, invigorating his spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen’s hand froze midair, his heart tightening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was bewildered, two young Daoist acolytes stepped out from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the left, a boy of about ten, clear-eyed and refined, calm and composed, holding a fly whisk, bearing the air of a miniature elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the right, younger still, lips red, teeth white, eyes dark and round with unblinking curiosity as he stared at Su Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were Qingfeng and Mingyue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re the one Master mentioned—the destined one?” Mingyue tilted his head, speaking first, voice crisp as jade beads falling on a plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen’s heart stirred slightly, but his face remained impassive; he bowed to the two acolytes: “This humble Daoist, Wuchen, greets you both.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingfeng stepped forward, imitating an elder’s manner in returning the bow, his tone flat: “Daoist Wuchen, no need for formalities. Our Master has left to visit a friend and is not in the temple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But before departing, Master instructed that a destined one would arrive soon; if he found the gate, we were to lead him to the willow tree behind the temple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Qingfeng glanced at Mingyue, who was still staring intently at Su Chen, and lightly tapped his head with the fly whisk: “Mingyue, cease your rudeness—lead the Daoist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright!” Mingyue rubbed his head, stuck out his tongue at Su Chen, made a face, then turned and bounced into the temple: “Daoist, this way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen followed them, his heart reeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Zhenyuan had foreseen his coming!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was that possible?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bore the Heaven’s Mechanism Mirror, obscuring his fate—even a Sage could not trace his origins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this Earth Immortal Ancestor, absent in person, had precisely predicted his arrival at Wanshou Mountain, even his exact timing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such Daoic mastery was truly unfathomable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suppressed his shock and stepped through the gate of Wuzhuang Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, the scene opened before him—no gilded halls, no carved beams or painted rafters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only plain brick and stone tiles, ancient and natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courtyard was spacious, planted with strange flowers and herbs Su Chen could not name, each brimming with spiritual energy, clearly no ordinary plants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several white cranes strolled leisurely through the yard; seeing a stranger, they showed no alarm, only tilting their heads, black-bead eyes studying him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along a distant path, a few sika deer grazed on grass, all serene and tranquil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every brick, every inch of soil here merged with the earth itself, radiating an eternal, timeless resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking through it, Su Chen felt a peace unlike any he had ever known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Daoist, what do you think of our Wuzhuang Temple?” Mingyue, seeing Su Chen’s silence, couldn’t help boasting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen sincerely praised: “This place embodies stillness and non-action, follows the Dao naturally—it has reached the pinnacle of returning to simplicity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These words made Qingfeng glance at Su Chen again, a flicker of approval in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary cultivators arriving here usually marveled at the abundant spiritual energy, divine birds and beasts; few could perceive the true Daoic meaning at a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After passing several courtyards and circling a simple main hall, the rear garden came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen’s steps slowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, at the garden’s center, stood a massive ancient tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tree stood no more than thirty feet tall, gnarled and powerful branches, leaves shaped like banana leaves, lush and emerald.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the dense foliage, faintly visible were fruits resembling children under three years old—complete limbs, full features, swaying gently in the breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An indescribable, immense vitality radiated from the ancient tree, nearly solidified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merely breathing the faint, sweet scent of the fruits made Su Chen’s Golden Core leap with joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Ten Primordial Spirit Roots—the Ginseng Fruit Tree!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had anticipated it, seeing this legendary celestial root with his own eyes still struck his spirit deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This tree seemed the very source of life, the ultimate embodiment of the Dao of “Birth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daoist, don't stare—that's our Master's treasure, the Ginseng Fruit; smell it and gain three hundred and sixty years of life, eat one and live forty-seven thousand years. But they're precious—only thirty bear fruit every ten thousand years, and we never get to eat them,\" Mingyue whispered, her voice tinged with grievance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen tore his gaze away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingfeng and Mingyue led Su Chen to a spot near the Ginseng Fruit Tree, where a solitary willow stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The willow was not tall, even unimpressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its trunk was dry, gray and lifeless; most branches had withered, only a few twigs clinging to yellowed leaves, as if ready to vanish with the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the vibrant Ginseng Fruit Tree beside it, this willow resembled an old man nearing death, steeped in deathly stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Daoist, Master instructed that the opportunity you seek lies here,” Qingfeng pointed to the withered willow. “Our duty is done—we’ll leave you now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Qingfeng pulled Mingyue, who still wanted to speak, and turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vast rear garden now held only Su Chen alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood still, staring at the dead willow before him, then at the thriving Ginseng Fruit Tree nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life and death, flourishing and withering—here, they formed a stark contrast, as if revealing some cosmic truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen’s spirit was utterly drawn to the dead willow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed a faint yet exquisitely pure Wood Element origin, and something even more mysterious, elusive, hidden within the seemingly lifeless trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hollow willow—contains the cosmos within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, he extended his hand and gently pressed it against the rough bark.\u003C\u002Fp>",1204,"2026-06-21T05:42:07.836Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","fccb3ecaf69bb1eef57a7d8c981ce7ccabfb51bb0627b2403c2e1b5c586acbc6","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-28","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-26",470,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-cover.jpg"]