[{"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-66":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},2276793,4454,"Chapter 66: The True Power of a Human Immortal","if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>“Damn it, Marquis Lieyang is charging forward—my Nine-Nine Fire Wheel Thunder alone can’t stop the Three Thousand Fire Crows Army!” From within the thick dark clouds overhead, Lei Yuanzi shouted in frantic anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This isn’t what we planned.” On the eastern mountaintop, the fat monk, holding a blue jade vase, poured a torrential river downward, his voice filled with fury: “The Eight Immortals of the West, each display your powers! At this moment, Kong Zan should be aiding us, continuing to confuse the perception of the Fire Crows soldiers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then Madame Feng uses her tornado to combine with Lei Yuanzi’s Fire Wheel Thunder, preventing them from using the Water-Repelling Spell to leap out of the water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His water, Lei Yuanzi’s thunder, and Madame Feng’s wind could have formed the ‘Small Three-Celestial Wind-Water-Thunder Array.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind stirs the water, churning above the Fire Crows Army a massive vortex like a drill bit; Lei Yuanzi then hurls his Nine-Nine Fire Wheel Thunder into the vortex... Had we followed the original plan, Marquis Lieyang and the Fire Crows Army might still have broken through, but never so easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, our plan never allowed the Fire Crows Army to break out at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the Small Three-Celestial Wind-Water-Thunder, there is another group of five Immortals forming the ‘Great Five Elements.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the Small Three-Celestial is missing one person and cannot form; the Great Five Elements is also missing one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With a great enemy before us, complaining is meaningless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the organizer of the ‘Eight Immortals Blood Pact’ and the architect of the ‘Shooting the Sun Plan,’ Dou Yilin’s face was equally ashen; he wanted to drag the dead corpse of Kong Zan over and scream at him, then slap himself and Zhou Lang fifty times each.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others merely complained; he carried within his chest a regret so heavy it nearly crushed his heart: he had made a grave mistake—driven by petty gains, he had allowed Kong Zan to abandon his post!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We held every advantage of heaven’s timing, earth’s position, and human unity. Even with two missing, it merely turns our crushing sweep into a slight ripple. As long as we unite as one, Marquis Lieyang’s death remains inevitable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He not only rallied his companions with words, but leapt forward, arriving above the roaring waters, and roared: “Water Dragon, aid me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Yilin’s face was like a jade crown, three long beards flowing, his hair bound by jade rings, his blue robe fluttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his roar, eight serpentine dragons of Liuli -like quality descended from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ang~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight ten-zhang-long blue dragons let out thunderous dragon roars, passing beside Dou Yilin, then diving headfirst into the raging waters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four dragons sank beneath the water, attacking from four directions the “Fire Dragon” surging upward—the three thousand Fire Crows soldiers, their qi linked, each covered in flame-like ‘true qi,’ forming a forty-zhang-long colossal fire dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other four dragons churned the floodwaters, spinning rapidly above the Fire Dragon, forming a massive vortex in mere blinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vortex created a downward pull, instantly weakening the Fire Dragon’s upward momentum, even causing it to begin sinking slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ayya~~~” Xiao Yu felt like she’d been tossed into a washing machine, her head spinning dizzyingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no warhorse; even if she did, she couldn’t integrate into the Three Thousand Fire Crows Army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Marquis Lieyang led the Fire Crows Army in a charge, she had no choice but to grab Song Changqing’s saddle, leap upward, and crouch behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Changqing rode the horse; she rode Song Changqing: both hands gripping his cloak, both feet planted on the saddle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, it was fine—the Three Thousand Fire Crows Army charged in a straight line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once the eight water dragons hit the water, the Fire Dragon became like a rope caught in a giant whirlpool—the rope didn’t snap, but spun uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu, caught off guard, lost her footing and flew into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Song Changqing’s cloak not been so sturdy, she would surely have been flung off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Roar~~~” She heard the Fire Dragon’s furious roar, saw Song Changqing lead over fifty armored cavalrymen break from the main force, charging alone toward the writhing, water-spewing blue dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She instinctively thought Song Changqing was seeking death—and dragging her down with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something astonishing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Changqing’s fifty-man armored squad became like a colossal flame-claw, wreathed in faint crimson blood- Shaqi .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one claw, it seized the dragon’s head; then Song Changqing exhaled sharply, “Hah~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah!” The fifty armored cavalrymen exhaled in unison, thrusting their spears forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flame Claw made a “squeezing” motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puchii~~” Like a strongman popping a balloon, the dragon exploded into a burst of ink, staining the nearby water black, leaving only a skin hanging on the Fire Claw—hanging from Song Changqing’s steel spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh... is this... paper?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu reached out, tore off a piece—astonished, yet suddenly understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue dragon wasn’t real—it was a talismanic technique drawn on paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hooooh~~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fire Dragon roared, clawing and biting in the water, dismantling all eight blue dragons in mere moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten thousand heavenly soldiers, aid me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Yilin remained calm, unfastening the leather pouch at his waist and pouring out a cascade of golden beans onto the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as the beans hung midair, they swelled into golden-armored, spear-and-sword-wielding mighty divine generals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill~~~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The divine generals shouted as one, sinking into the water, launching a suicidal charge against the Fire Dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Yilin had clearly prepared thoroughly for this battle—his waist pouch held countless ‘bean soldiers,’ nearly emptying into a golden waterfall, each drop transforming into a divine general.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of thousands of divine generals, densely packed, nearly filled the valley’s floodwaters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, Xiao Yu, looking up, saw only a blinding golden expanse above—no trace of the sky beyond the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aa~~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fire Crows Army began suffering casualties; Xiao Yu watched firsthand as a Western Sands Garrison soldier was pierced through the chest by a golden-armored general, flung from his horse into the water, swiftly swept away by the turbulent current.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a higher vantage, one could see the Fire Dragon colliding with a golden flood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon scales cracked and fell from the Fire Dragon’s body, leaving behind threads of blood (flame-like ‘true yuan’ draining away).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the losses among the golden-armored generals were far heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like ancient spear-wielding soldiers charging against modern armored divisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some never even reached the Fire Dragon before being corrupted by the blood- Shaqi —their golden armor cracked and peeled like old, flaking wall plaster, then stiffened and were swept away, vanishing without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fire Dragon’s claws easily tore apart entire swarms of ‘bean generals.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Changqing before Xiao Yu, absorbing the army’s blood- Shaqi , coiled a three-zhang-long ‘crimson sword qi’ around his spear—any golden-armored general who touched it was cut cleanly in two, smashed to pulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More thrilling than fighting without limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu felt a pang of longing, wanting to try it herself—but she was within the formation, yet not part of the Three Thousand Fire Crows Army; not a single thread of the formation’s blood- Shaqi  touched her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These golden-armored generals look imposing, perhaps formidable against ordinary individuals, but before the Three Thousand Fire Crows Army, they’re like tofu dregs—utterly fragile.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their only advantage is sheer numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh... too many of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wonder how costly this ‘Sowing Beans to Create Soldiers’ technique really is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Yu, stay still, hook your feet around the saddle, stand firm, don’t move, and don’t speak to distract me.” Song Changqing’s muffled voice came from beneath his helmet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu tugged and swayed his cloak, bouncing up and down, making him deeply uncomfortable—many of his movements distorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only his exceptional martial skill saved him; any ordinary Lu Ye Guard armored cavalryman would have been killed by her interference long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think I want to shake around? I’m in danger too if I get thrown off!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d already been hooking her feet around the saddle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even hooked, the swaying was too violent—far worse than a roller coaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did you integrate into the Three Thousand Fire Crows Array? What incantations or secret methods?” Xiao Yu asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both she and Song Changqing were within the same Three Thousand Fire Crows Array, yet their experiences were utterly different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and the surrounding cavalry were perfectly stable—even their warhorses moved as if running on flat ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, this wasn’t due to their cultivation depth—it was the effect of the Fire Crows Array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Changqing said: “There’s no secret method—just long-term formation training.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu sneered: “I believe the Iron Cavalry Regiment trained for years. But the Western Sands Garrison just joined the Fire Crows Army—despite heavy losses, they’ve still integrated into the formation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Western Sands Garrison also underwent formation drills before... Don’t talk to me, don’t disrupt my focus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t believe me, try sensing it with your spiritual sense—like cultivating the ‘Tiger Soul Seven Kill’ to perceive the ferocious tiger’s spirit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s all I’ll say—don’t disturb me again. The Eight Immortals are unleashing their ultimate moves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Song Changqing’s final words, there was not only deep resignation, but a faint plea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly feared being ruined by Xiao Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bean generals were easy to handle—he could spare a little attention to speak with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Dou Yilin, seeing his pouch nearly empty of ‘soldier beans,’ was summoning reinforcements again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Lang, Song Zhong, act now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice rang loud; Song Changqing heard it too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chang!” A sword flashed like a dragon’s cry, a brilliant blade-light over a zhang long, coalescing into a sword pillar as thick as a man’s embrace, crashing down upon the Fire Dragon’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom, boom boom~~~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fire Dragon’s upward surge was forcibly halted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chang chang~~” More continuous sword qi roars—four brilliant blades, like agile fish, dodged the Fire Dragon’s head, either slicing horizontally through its body, piercing it cleanly; or scraping like blades over scales, stabbing deep into its flesh and dragging downward, spraying a cascade of sparks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Zhong, the Blood Hand Arhat, had been guarding the Feixian Ferry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as the torrential flood surged from the Yunlai Inn valley, he stood like an iron tower, arms crossed, expressionless, at the entrance of the iron-chain bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Qin Juhan, Song Zhong stood fifteen zhang tall, even more ‘demonic-muscle, iron-bone’ than Qin Juhan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary people seeing him would cry out, “A heavenly god!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floodwaters crashed over him, smashing the wooden planks laid across the iron bridge into splinters with a crackling sound, then thundering hundreds of zhang down into the abyss, striking the Longjiang River with thunderous booms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his feet were welded to the rock, eyes half-closed, utterly motionless—he looked like a sleeping iron arhat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until Dou Yilin’s distant shout reached him faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Zhong slowly opened his eyes; within them bloomed a crimson, ferocious light, like two red lanterns glowing beneath the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Zhong exhaled sharply—his breath blast reversed the rushing floodwaters, sending them surging backward three zhang high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water around him was forcibly pushed back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Zhong, with a palm as large as a winnowing basket, gripped the iron pickaxe embedded in the cliff face, roared again, and yanked with all his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Splash!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The iron pickaxe, as thick as a bowl’s mouth and thirty feet long, studded with eight clawed barbs, was ripped clean out of the cliff, taking a massive chunk of the mountain peak with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Zhong strode forward, ignoring the raging flood, ignoring the iron chain still attached to the back of the pickaxe, making the suspension bridge clang wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrified shouts of the soldiers at Hualong Pass echoed from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until the iron chain, as thick as a large bowl’s mouth, stretched taut into a straight line, Song Zhong roared again, \"Get up, you bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom!\" The iron pickaxe on the opposite side of Feixian Ferry was also ripped out with brute force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stones from the mountain peak where Hualong Pass stood were blasted into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rumble!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, dragging a hundred-thousand-jin iron chain, Song Zhong strode through the floodwaters, leaping nimbly like a monkey, and reached the summit of the hill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Marquis Lieyang, I’ve come to end you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing atop the hill, Song Zhong swung the hundred-thousand-jin chain as if it were a lasso, spinning it wildly through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like a giant windmill, forming a violent tornado in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The iron chain, accelerated by immense force, slammed down onto the \"Fire Dragon\" beneath the water.\u003C\u002Fp>",2098,"2026-06-20T00:29:13.334Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","51955649f15bbc5123f67db7ef2817c968aa5fa1ed1c1d1ce522c261bc0c4c5c","if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-67","if-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-chapter-65",840,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fif-you-will-not-reject-me-i-wish-to-bow-and-take-cover.jpg"]