[{"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-421":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},2360922,4615,"Chapter 421: Chen Guangrui Slays the Villain, the Hongjiang Dragon King Repays His Debt","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-421",421,"\u003Cp>Li Biao gripped a boning knife and advanced step by step toward Yin Wenjiao in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He licked his lips with his tongue, his eyes filled with lewd lust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui stood in place, staring at his own rough hands, feeling the brutal strength of Liu Hong within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This body had spent years living by the blade, its muscles packed with explosive power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, I’ll go first,” Li Biao called out without turning, reaching for Yin Wenjiao’s collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wenjiao recoiled in terror, her back slamming against the cabin wall—with nowhere left to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Chen Guangrui stepped forward, gripping his heavy-backed broadsword with both hands and raising it high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the slightest hesitation, flashes of Su Chen’s grim fate surged through his mind, igniting a torrent of rage in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He powered up from his waist, his arms bulging with muscle, and brought the sword down with a howling wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade sliced through skin and flesh, embedding deep into Li Biao’s right shoulder blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh!” Li Biao let out a piercing scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spun around violently, eyes wide, fixed on Chen Guangrui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother… you…?” Li Biao’s face was filled with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t understand why his brother-in-arms, who had always called him brother, would suddenly turn killer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it to claim the woman for himself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui’s face was expressionless; he lifted his right foot and kicked Li Biao hard in the lower back, using the force to wrench the blade free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sword was pulled out, blood spurted, splattering across Chen Guangrui’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Biao staggered to the ground, clutching his shoulder, trying to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui stepped forward, twisted his wrist, and swung the broadsword horizontally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade sliced across Li Biao’s neck, severing his throat; he clamped both hands over it, blood gushing through his fingers, convulsing a few times before falling still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in death, his wide eyes retained shock and unwillingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wenjiao clutched her head and let out a shrill scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at the blood-smeared “Liu Hong,” her body trembling violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui lowered his sword, its tip dripping blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at his wife huddled in the corner, his heart like a knife piercing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He longed to drop the sword, walk over, and hold her, to tell her the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he could not—he knew that if he opened his mouth, the gods and buddhas watching from above would sense it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daoist Yichen’s scheme to deceive heaven and earth would fail utterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui bent down, seized the collar of Li Biao’s corpse, and dragged it out of the cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The river wind howled; Chen Guangrui walked to the ship’s edge, braced his arms, and hurled Li Biao’s body into the Hongjiang River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Water churned; the corpse vanished instantly into the dark current.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned back, entered the cabin, and did the same—tossing the dead retainer’s body into the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he stood before the corpse dressed in the blue official robe—“Chen Guangrui.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the real Liu Hong, his face altered by Su Chen’s magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui stared at the face on the ground—his own face—and took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed the corpse’s collar, dragged it out of the cabin, and threw it into the raging river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the cabin, only Yin Wenjiao remained; while Chen Guangrui was disposing of the bodies, she rose and slammed her head into the cabin wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui reacted swiftly, grabbing her arm and yanking her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me go! You monster! Kill me!” Yin Wenjiao struggled wildly, punching his solid chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui gritted his teeth against the pain, tore off strips of cloth, and bound her hands tightly behind her to the wooden post.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want to die? It won’t be that easy,” Chen Guangrui growled in Liu Hong’s coarse voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wenjiao’s hair hung loose, tears streaming from her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You killed my husband—I’ll haunt you even as a ghost!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui turned away, refusing to look at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strode out of the cabin and slammed the wooden door shut behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The river raged with storm winds; Chen Guangrui walked to the stern, gripped the oar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting the rain and wind, he rowed fiercely, forcing the boat through the turbulent waters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head up, letting the cold rain strike his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that from this day forward, he was the monster Liu Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would carry hatred and live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the Hongjiang River, dark currents surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A night-forking water demon patrolled among the waterweeds, holding a steel trident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw a dark shadow sinking from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon swam closer—it was a corpse dressed in a blue official robe, a fatal slash through its chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon did not delay; he lifted the corpse and swam swiftly toward the underwater crystal palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the crystal palace, pearl lights glowed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hongjiang Dragon King sat upon his throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon placed the corpse in the center of the hall. “Your Majesty, I found this mortal corpse in the river. By his attire, he’s an imperial official.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hongjiang Dragon King descended from his throne and approached the corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked closely—and his face turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My benefactor!” the Dragon King cried out in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The day before, at Wanhuadian Market, he had been caught by a fisherman after gorging himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was this scholar in the blue robe who bought him, releasing him back into the Hongjiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon King knelt, examining the corpse—the clean, precise slash through the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Murder for profit!” the Dragon King rose, eyes blazing with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could such a virtuous man meet his end at the hands of a villain?” He paced the hall in agitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped, turned to the Turtle Prime Minister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quickly, go to the treasury and fetch my Preserving Pearl!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Turtle Prime Minister bowed and returned swiftly, holding a pearl radiating cold energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon King personally pried open “Chen Guangrui’s” mouth and placed the Preserving Pearl inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the pearl entered his throat, the corpse’s pallor seemed to regain a trace of vitality; its flesh ceased decaying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Night-forker, go at once to the local City God Temple and find out where my benefactor’s soul has gone. Bring it back to the Dragon Palace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night-forker bowed and departed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later, the night-forker returned to the crystal palace, kneeling on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Majesty, the City God Temple’s records show no soul-restraint entry for this official. I searched the river surface—no trace of his soul.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon King frowned, then sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His body died violently, his soul left unanchored. My benefactor must have become a wandering ghost, drifting somewhere unknown.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon King pointed to a side hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Place my benefactor’s body in the crystal coffin. Guard it well. When the chance arises, we must recover his soul and repay his life-saving grace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several water spirits stepped forward, carefully lifting the corpse toward the side hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dawn broke; the storm ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boat reached shore; Chen Guangrui set down the oar and pushed open the cabin door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, Yin Wenjiao leaned against the wooden post.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were hollow, her face ashen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui walked over and untied the cloth bindings on her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the ropes loosened, Yin Wenjiao snatched the silver hairpin from her hair and plunged it straight into her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui had anticipated this; his right hand shot out, seized her wrist, and squeezed hard—the hairpin clattered onto the wooden floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re pregnant,” Chen Guangrui said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wenjiao froze. She stopped struggling, staring blankly at the “monster” before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you die, your child dies too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui knew he must awaken her will to live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wenjiao instinctively touched her flat abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her period had indeed been delayed lately—but with the constant travel, she hadn’t thought much of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, with those words spoken, a powerful maternal instinct surged within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the last bloodline Chen Guangrui had left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I advise you to live.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui picked up the silver hairpin and threw it into the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and descended the boat, leading out the chestnut horse and carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wenjiao covered her face and wept uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wept heart-wrenchingly; for the child in her womb, she bit her lip until it bled, abandoning the thought of suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rose to her feet, smoothed her disheveled clothes, and stumbled off the boat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui led his horse, while Yin Wenzhao sat inside the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two traveled along the official road toward Jiangzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several days later, the gates of Jiangzhou came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui rode his horse, gazing at the towering city walls; he reached into his robe and touched the official credentials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering Jiangzhou City, they went straight to the Department Magistrate’s government office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiangzhou Deputy Magistrate led a group of government office runners to greet them at the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui dismounted, pulled out the imperial edict and official credentials from his robe, and handed them to the deputy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deputy accepted them with both hands, examined them carefully—the seals were correct, the documents in order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your servant pays homage to the Department Magistrate!” the deputy bowed deeply; behind him, the government office runners knelt in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui gave a slight nod, stepped into the government office, passed through the courtyard, and arrived at the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He donned the prepared blue official robe, placed the black gauze cap on his head, walked to the central desk in the hall, and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gavel lay quietly on the desk; Chen Guangrui reached out, gripped it, and slammed it down hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp sound echoed through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guangrui lifted his head, his gaze crossing the eaves of the hall toward the clear blue sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swore within his heart: he would protect his wife and child in this Jiangzhou City, and shatter the schemes of gods and buddhas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above the nine heavens, deep within the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden-Headed Jieti and Silver-Headed Jieti stood on the clouds, gazing down upon the Jiangzhou government office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Guangrui is dead; Liu Hong has taken his place.” The Golden-Headed Jieti spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yin Wenzhao endures humiliation to survive. Silver-Headed Jieti, you stay here and watch. I shall go report to the Bodhisattva.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1728,"2026-06-21T05:42:12.148Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1538f0b3133ff8cc7928a7407a2fe8011faeb3d0aa40e5c1f8ce610993e2b8d8","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-422","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-420",470,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-cover.jpg"]