[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take":3,"chapter-if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-2":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","If You Will Not Reject Me, I Wish to Bow and Take You as My Adoptive Father",{"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},2276729,4454,"Chapter 2: Chapter Two: This Qin Dynasty Has Way Too Much Martial Virtue","if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-2",2,"\u003Cp>“Puff, puff, puff......”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu retracted her dagger, ignored the sticky, blackened blood foam on the sand, gazed wearily at the sky, and lay flat on her back with limbs splayed, gasping for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was deeply relieved—though she still didn’t understand the mechanism, “Big Annihilation Dad” was an incredibly powerful cheat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since her transmigration to this world, “Big Annihilation Dad” had never let her down—she had never encountered an “adopted father” she couldn’t “worship to death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, though she was young—only eleven this year—she had been adopting fathers since age three, and by now had adopted thirty-seven, making her a seasoned “filial child.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add the cavalry squad leader she just killed, that’s thirty-eight, nearly forty adopted fathers—all of them dead now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some had ill intentions and were stabbed to death by her, like Ge Qing before; others died by accident or murder—not by her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adopted fathers who weren’t killed by her seemed to have weak destinies—soon after she worshipped them, they met untimely deaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While relieved, Xiao Yu also felt a strong sense of crisis: “Big Annihilation Dad” was powerful, but her own strength had hit a bottleneck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By “own strength bottleneck,” she meant simply this: “Big Annihilation Dad” could find the vital point of an “adopted father,” but her own power was too weak to execute it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, today’s battle with Ge Qing, the “Gangqi Great Expert.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had been even slightly stronger, with more solid and complete gangqi, she would have surely failed—even her breath technique to squeeze out her physical limits wouldn’t have helped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though “Big Annihilation Dad” helped her locate the flaw in the gangqi shield, her own strength and speed were insufficient to cut through it before Ge Qing could counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the second time she had encountered a bottleneck—she had touched the “miracle force” of the Honghuang world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first time she hit a strength bottleneck was eight years ago, when she encountered overwhelming physical power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight years ago, she was three, and for the first time adopted as her father Sha Zong, a friend of her deceased father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sha Zong was the nineteenth warrior of the Sha Man tribe—Sha Man had no entertainment, so they often held wrestling matches, and the top performers were called “warriors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a three-year-old child, neither naturally supernaturally strong nor skilled in martial arts, kill a barbarian warrior capable of tearing apart tigers and leopards?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Sha Zong had raised her, helping her survive in the wild hills along the Liusha River—she had no reason to become a “great filial daughter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But “Big Annihilation Dad” didn’t care whether her intentions were sincere or malicious—as long as she called him “father” and he responded, it instantly activated and began deducing the “Annihilation Dad Method” she could execute in reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To break through the first \"physical power\" bottleneck, she still relied on \"Big Annihilation Dad,\" who deduced a crazy pressure technique—the \"Extreme (Adrenaline) Breathing Method.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the “bursting” she had just used.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During bursting, her strength and speed nearly reached the absolute limit of her physical body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After bursting ended, as she was now, she became extremely weak and needed several days of rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Extreme Breathing Method was enough against Sha Man warriors who didn’t know martial arts, but now civilized people who know martial arts have arrived—and in the future, I’ll surely encounter immortals like Sun Wukong, Guanyin, and Buddha...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu lay on the ground, her consciousness sinking again into the “Zi Fu” within her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To break through the first “physical power” bottleneck, she had relied on Zi Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been struck by a mysterious purple light and inexplicably transmigrated to the Honghuang world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, the purple light remained deep within her soul, forming a purple space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu had no idea what it was, so she called it “Zi Fu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zi Fu was the physical form of “Big Annihilation Dad,” capable of autonomously deducing the “Annihilation Dad Method” like a supercomputer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was strange—it only targeted “adopted fathers” (“adopted mothers” were still unverified; current “sample size” was too small, never tested).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a while, Xiao Yu suspected she had been possessed by Lü Bu’s immortal spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after verifying with over thirty adopted fathers, she was certain Zi Fu had not a shred of self-awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Zi Fu’s operation continuously consumed her mental energy and stamina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Zi Fu’s computational power was part of her own brainpower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu suspected that the original purple light had transformed a portion of her soul into the “Zi Fu” capable of deducing the Annihilation Dad Method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After adopting her father at age three, she had been weak for two months—she had continuously drained her physical and mental energy to keep Zi Fu running, deducing methods to enhance her physique and successfully assassinate Sha Zong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t truly intend to kill her “long-term meal ticket” and “beginner bodyguard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only wanted to master the power to kill the “nineteenth warrior of the tribe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A meal ticket or bodyguard was nothing compared to power firmly in her own hands!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how to enhance physical power?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Learning she lived beside the Liusha River, Xiao Yu realized that immortal cultivation techniques or divine pills were the best way to improve her physical condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the Western Sha Man tribe was utterly desert-bound—there wasn’t even a basic breathing method; despite her ten years of relentless experimentation, exhausting every possible resource of the tribe, she had only developed a “poison art”—the skill of crafting poisons and hidden weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called “nineteenth warrior” or “first warrior” of the tribe were mostly naturally supernaturally strong, relying purely on talent and luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no other choice, the three-year-old Xiao Yu attempted to invent her own “internal art”: enhancing strength through rhythmic lung breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left to herself, she would never achieve anything in a lifetime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, she had a cheat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zi Fu, like a super Daoist computer, had been continuously operating until the physical conditions for killing her adopted father Sha Zong were met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu fed her “breathing experiment data” into Zi Fu, and it immediately gave positive feedback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, after endless testing and targeted deduction by the purple space, it produced a “Adrenaline Breathing Method” with decent effects but severe side effects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Zi Fu’s help, Xiao Yu could instantly adjust her breathing to stimulate her body to unleash strength and speed beyond normal limits—without exceeding her physical ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To break through this second bottleneck of my own strength, I must learn a martial art—by myself... I’ve been experimenting for nearly ten years, and aside from making the Adrenaline Breathing Method even more explosive, I’ve gained almost nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, I don’t know martial arts, but my enemies do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu’s mind stirred; after a few breaths, she struggled to rise, enduring the pain of her dislocated wrist as she carefully searched the cavalry squad leader’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The innate transmigrant skill “Corpse-Searching Technique” activated!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! As a martial artist, why don’t you carry your divine martial scripture with you and study it constantly?! So careless and lazy—no wonder at your age, you got killed by a ten-year-old child! Pfft!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excluding weapons like the saber and ox-horn bow, Xiao Yu only found a leopard-head bronze plaque, a pair-of-ducks-in-lotus pouch, and a few fragments of silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t loot the treasure chest she desperately craved—the martial arts manual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spat, then placed everything she’d found back exactly as it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver was useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just silver—over the past ten years, she had collected seven or eight pieces of dog-head gold, each weighing half a catty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the dunes were too barren; even with money, there was nowhere to spend it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pair-of-ducks-in-lotus pouch had been kept close to the cavalry leader’s skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had still harbored high hopes, but upon opening it, she saw only two strands of hair twisted together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both sides of the leopard-head bronze plaque were engraved with seal script; one glance, and Xiao Yu recognized the large character on the front as “Shu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though in seal script, it was nearly identical to the modern “Shu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smaller characters on the back were likely the man’s name—she could identify the character “Qing,” but the other was uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This must be an ‘ID card’—the previous armored cavalrymen also wore plaques on their waists. But theirs were wooden; this leopard-head bronze plaque... probably also functions as a military token.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu knew well—“dog tags” weren’t exclusive to American soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>China’s ancestors had created “waist plaques” and “token plaques” thousands of years ago; many ordinary soldiers carried them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, the martial virtue of this world’s Zhonghua Empire is ridiculously excessive. This is the Liusha River—not the Yellow River, not the Yangtze—how did they even reach here?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu gazed toward the distant rolling hills in the northwest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even from over thirty miles away, she could still see the red-black smoke columns rising from fires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the claws of a god of death plunged into the earth, the shadow of death enveloped the dunes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was her home for this lifetime—now being trampled by Shu’s iron cavalry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The transmigrant had been wiped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For a tiny, crumbling Western Sha tribe, why go to such extremes... at least give us a chance to surrender!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her home of ten years being desecrated and burned by Shu’s cavalry, Xiao Yu felt deeply unsettled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last year, led by Lu State to the west, thirty-six allied states and barbarian tribes formed the “Thirty-Six Lords Alliance” to jointly attack Da Shu State south of the dunes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her own “Western Sha Man” tribe had also received an invitation from Lu State and joined as one of the Thirty-Six Lords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her exposure to information beyond the tribe was minimal—she only knew of Lu State and Da Shu, both of which seemed to pay tribute to Zhonghua Empire—the Qin Dynasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, the Central Plains were now ruled by the Qin Dynasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu State and Western Shu had completely departed from her memory’s geography—they were now both west of the Liusha River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the relationship between the Great Qin Empire and its western vassal states was complex, with hidden tensions—otherwise, why would thirty-six states unite to attack Da Shu, a loyal ally of Qin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the thirty-six allied states, she only understood her own Western Sha Man territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Western Sha Man, as its name implied, was a barbarian tribe clinging to the western bank of the Liusha River, nestled in the hills... Speaking of barbarians, she felt aggrieved and wanted to defend herself: she looked no different from “Han people”—black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, maybe slightly more defined features and paler skin, but the difference was less than between a modern-day Thai or Pakistani woman and a Han woman—why did everyone keep calling her “barbarian girl” or “Sha Man”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To join Lu State’s “Alliance of Lords,” the Western Sha Man tribe had temporarily upgraded itself to “Sha Qiu State.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tribe’s chieftain—Xiao Yu’s thirty-seventh adopted father, “Sha Tou”—rose from tribal headman to equal status with the kings of western states: the “King of Sha Qiu”... at least on the surface, he was on par with the King of Lu—they had even drunk blood-bonded wine together!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strictly speaking, Xiao Yu was now technically a “western princess”... though the entire Sha Qiu State had fewer than thirty thousand people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Thirty-Six States Alliance was formed, she hadn’t opposed it... though her opposition wouldn’t have mattered anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had read Journey to the West, recognized the Liusha River, and knew Zhonghua’s Celestial Court lay far to the east—Liusha River, as the home of the Sand Monk, even with Sun Wukong’s company, Tang Sanzang would take years to reach its eastern shore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To cross the Liusha River, Guanyin had to transform a skull-boat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Xiao Yu naturally assumed the chaos among the western states beyond the Liusha River had nothing to do with the Celestial Court to the east.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance was too great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the “Two Worlds Mountain,” it was no longer the Celestial Court’s territory—it had even crossed the Southern Continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did the chaos among the states of the Western Paradise have to do with Zhonghua’s Southern Continent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Buddha couldn’t care that far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Thirty-Six States Alliance formed, Xiao Yu had never considered how her “true homeland”—Zhonghua Empire—would react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet last summer, the alliance was formed; this spring, Qin’s iron cavalry had crossed tens of thousands of miles—and beyond her comprehension—crossed the eight-hundred-li Liusha River!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The subsequent events were simple, yet brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like plowing through a courtyard and sweeping out its ruins, like autumn wind clearing fallen leaves, the Great Qin’s Marquis of Fiery Sun crushed the Thirty-Six Alliance into utter disarray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a month ago, news arrived from the south (brought back by desert-savage warriors who had fled): the Western Lu Kingdom, spanning tens of thousands of li, with fifty million subjects, a million armored troops, thousands of fierce generals, and celestial immortals guarding its realm, had been annihilated by the Great Qin’s Marquis of Fiery Sun two months prior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Marquis of Fiery Sun burned down the Great Lu royal palace, along with eighteen thousand members of the royal family and their associates, and buried fifty thousand Lu soldiers alive in a mass grave outside the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The capital of Lu, Jin Yang, ran red with blood; every household wore mourning, and the entire city wept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Xiao Yu’s thirty-seventh adoptive father, the “Sand Dune King”...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was said that after the first charge of the Great Qin’s iron cavalry ended, the old adoptive father and his five thousand desert-savage warriors vanished without a trace from the battlefield beyond Tianmen Town, as if they had never existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Sand Dune King had been capable of leading five thousand desert-savages back alive, he would have been the first legend, the first war god of the Western vassal states—and his desert-savage homeland would never have suffered today’s calamity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu feared death, and the desert-savages never recruited female warriors; she planned to resign from her “father-king” once the Thirty-Six States’ chaos ended, use her ties to the Thirty-Six Alliance, and take her gold-dog nuggets to study abroad in Western Lu or Southern Shu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, even “Princess Yu” had been hunted to the banks of the Liusha River by a cavalry squad—imagine the devastation at the tribe’s ancestral home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To join the Vassal Alliance, the “Sand Dune King” drained the entire tribe’s essence: five thousand desert-savage warriors!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, they could not compare to the eighty thousand troops of Western Lu or the million lions of the Thirty-Six Alliance—but the newborn “Sand Dune Kingdom” had fewer than thirty thousand people...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On that battlefield where the Great Qin’s iron cavalry charged, the “foundation of the Sand Dune Kingdom” vanished like a single piss in a tidal wave—no ripple, no trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only survivors who had painfully returned half a month ago to deliver the news were two envoys stationed in Western Lu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This morning, as the sun first rose, Xiao Yu stood at the entrance of her earthen kiln, holding a homemade toothbrush to clean her teeth, when a vast tide of armored cavalry surged into the “capital” of the Western Desert-Savages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She dropped her toothbrush and ran—but was still caught by a cavalry squad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The tribe has nothing left but women, children, and the sick—no resistance possible. Sand Dune is finished...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu sighed, turned away from thoughts of her tribe, quickened her pace, and sprinted toward the Liusha River, where waves crashed endlessly to the east.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ten-man cavalry unit she had killed was certainly not the entirety of the Great Shu cavalry corps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cavalry sergeant Ge Qing could not possibly have been their strongest warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu had already stained her hands with the blood of Shu cavalry comrades—if they caught her... swallowing the poison needle hidden between her teeth would be her best fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she must flee the desert-savage lands immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May Monk Sha protect me—please don’t let me meet a water demon... oh, wait, Monk Sha himself is a man-eating great demon. I hope he hasn’t moved into his ‘Liusha River Villa’ yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu did not remove her clothes; she stepped slowly into the Liusha River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three Pure Ones, Jade Emperor, Buddha, I have built shrines for you and annually offered livestock from the desert-savages—please protect me from demons, keep me hidden from Shu cavalry... even if you must take my life, let my true spirit remain unextinguished, and let me be reborn in the Central Civilization.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, she suddenly paused, her face clouded with thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she bent down and removed everything: her leopard-skin pouch, her hunting trap, the dagger tucked at her knee, the micro-needle tube hidden between her toes—over twenty deadly tools, one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leopard-skin pouch was waterproof; in the past, when she swam with it, nothing inside—“Thousand Deaths,” poison lime, mind-numbing powder, bone-rotting water, eye-piercing poison spikes, invisible throat-cutting cords, the one-hour-dead monkey wine—ever got wet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Plop, plop...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though her heart ached and her face twisted with visible pain, her hands moved swiftly and cleanly, casting her longtime companions—her tools of dominance across the Sand Dune—far into the depths of the Liusha River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had slain a Shu cavalry squad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the killer; every one of her tools was a murder weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A killer with her weapons in hand was “irrefutable evidence”—the Shu cavalry would tear her apart alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, by discarding all her weapons, even if the Buddha and the Three Pure Ones refused to protect her—if the one-in-ten-thousand misfortune occurred and she was captured—she would merely be a defenseless, unarmed girl, with a slim chance of surviving by feigning innocence and pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kept praying to gods and buddhas aloud, but inwardly trusted only herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having discarded her weapons, Xiao Yu hesitated no longer; she swept her hands through the weak water ahead, stepping steadily deeper until the river fully submerged her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was her plan to evade the pursuing cavalry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Liusha River was undoubtedly one of the rarest deadly places on earth; the weak water could not even lift a feather or let reed flowers float.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But ultimately, the greatest threat of weak water was merely its zero density—once submerged, you sank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Liusha River was not an endless abyss; you did not sink infinitely downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like all great rivers, the Liusha River deepened gradually from shore to center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the shore, even weak water could not drown a person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu was not trying to cross the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was using the weak water to conceal her form and erase her trail, evading the Shu cavalry’s unknown supernatural hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as she moved carefully, avoiding the river’s center; as long as her luck held and no demon in the river smelled the “scent of living flesh” in the water—she would be safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least for her, who had grown up beside the Liusha River and studied weak water for over a decade, there was no mortal danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary people could not endure immersion in weak water—even Shu ironclad cavalrymen dared not touch it lightly—yet she could soak in it for a day and night without harm.\u003C\u002Fp>",3210,"2026-06-20T00:29:13.334Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5aa12790786fb15c12165dd0ac145d2aff863092bbff3490df748f06c74d5d73","if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-3","if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-1",840,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fif-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-cover.jpg"]