[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s":3,"chapter-immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-110":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Immortal Through Martial Path, I Who Cannot Die Shall Ultimately Be Invincible",{"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},2325328,4549,"Chapter 110: Uncle Will Drive Away All the Bad People","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-110",110,"\u003Cp>In the center of the lake, a modest medium-sized tower-boat among many others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man in his early thirties, dressed in brocade robes and a purple gold crown, with a gold-threaded belt at his waist and a martial bearing, gazed through the window at the tower-boats blazing fiercely along the lakeshore, his face as dark as water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beautiful, gentle woman slipped quietly to his side, “Master, the river sluice has opened—shall we leave the city now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man gripped his wine cup and sneered coldly; with a squeeze of his hand, the white porcelain cup shattered into powder, scattering to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman seemed utterly terrified, her face instantly turning ashen, and she knelt on the floor, holding her breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find out who did this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoever it is—kill them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman remained kneeling, perfectly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boat finally sank to the lakebed, the last flicker of flame extinguished upon the water’s surface. A single burning vessel sinking drew no attention from the many pleasure boats still enjoying themselves on the lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leave the city!” the man ordered sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman rose at once, bowed deeply, and withdrew from the cabin without the slightest hesitation or idle question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou stood on the lakeshore, watching the tower-boat sink completely beneath the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He summoned two laborers who had been working early at the dock, and ordered them to use a cart to deliver the children and women to the nearest yamen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Deliver the children to the yamen with your own hands—this is your payment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“G-g-great hero, if the officials ask us, what should we say? Great hero…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great hero vanished with a whisper. The two laborers stared at each other, exchanged a glance, and without a moment’s delay, hauled the cart toward the yamen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou secretly followed all the way, witnessing the laborers deliver the children and women to the yamen, then watching his sister Chen Xiaolan and her husband stagger up to the gate, scanning the crowd of children until they spotted Yaya. Chen Xiaolan rushed forward, clutching Yaya tightly to her chest, weeping with relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Chen Guanlou finally felt at ease and departed, returning to his small house in Nancheng to resume his true appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yaya, do you like Uncle? Uncle bought you candy—was it tasty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days had passed since the incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou held Yaya, clearly seeing the child still trembled with fear, her eyes filled with timidity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xiaolan sorted through the gifts Chen Guanlou had sent—most were for Yaya: toys, snacks, shoes and hats, and bolts of cloth. Five full bolts of high-quality fine cotton—clearly thought out: two for her in-laws, one for the main household, two kept for herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brother had considered everything so carefully; Chen Xiaolan felt a little embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yaya was found because of you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t help much at all, Sister—please don’t say that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard from Lu Datou that if you hadn’t paid to track down the clues, Yaya might never have been found. Can you find that righteous, nameless great hero? I want to set up a long-life tablet for him—the one who saved Yaya. Do you think that’s possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou’s lips twitched uncomfortably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, rumors now spread that a nameless great hero had appeared in the capital, rescuing over a dozen kidnapped children and several young women in a single night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the hero cared nothing for fame or fortune—he even paid laborers to deliver the children and women to the yamen. What a good man! The world needs more heroes like him, acting righteously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xiaolan had been muttering about this every day—terrified in retrospect, yet already planning to erect a long-life tablet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou said sincerely, “It’s unnecessary. The nameless hero does good deeds without seeking recognition—he surely wouldn’t want people spending money to erect a tablet for him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you know! A person must have conscience. I’ve contacted the other families who lost children—all agree to set up a long-life tablet. We’ll meet soon at the Imperial Temple and pool our money—we must build one. People must never forget kindness. Gratitude brings blessings. Yaya came back safe because your brother-in-law and I have always done good deeds, helping our neighbors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou: …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had nothing to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t reveal his identity just to avoid a long-life tablet—so he laughed it off and gave vague replies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xiaolan continued her nagging, her face full of worry. “Since Yaya came back, she hasn’t slept well at all—she wakes up startled every night. I heard there’s an old Daoist woman outside the city who’s best at calming children’s frights. Your brother-in-law’s been too busy lately—he owes too many favors and must repay them. When are you free? Come with me to the outskirts to have Yaya’s fright calmed. If this goes on, what will become of her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, are you sure that Daoist woman’s any good? Why not let me take Yaya to a physician? He can prescribe calming medicine—it’ll definitely help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou firmly opposed going to the Daoist woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten Daoist women, ten are frauds—no exceptions. He’d never met one with real ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Bing-cell of Tianlaomiao prison, there’s a Daoist who roamed the Jianghu, swindling and deceiving—his undergarments were even pulled off, yet he still used the same tricks, targeting ignorant women and heartbroken men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve already seen a physician—he prescribed medicine. It didn’t work.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then the physician’s skill must be poor. I know where to find a good one—I’ll take Yaya there myself. I guarantee the medicine will cure her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is he really that miraculous?” Chen Xiaolan was skeptical, still leaning toward the Daoist woman. Seeing her precious daughter, who hadn’t smiled in days, clinging to her constantly, never leaving her side, her heart ached with fear and regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yaya, Uncle brought you lots of candy—aren’t you happy? Smile for me, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yaya remained silent, unresponsive, only nestling quietly in Chen Guanlou’s arms. The little girl seemed to know: Uncle brought safety, making her feel utterly secure. Now even her own mother, Chen Xiaolan, couldn’t comfort her—she’d rather have Uncle than her own mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xiaolan turned away, wiping tears secretly, filled with guilt. She was a mother who hadn’t watched her child closely enough—letting the villains strike. Thank heaven, the child was rescued in time and hadn’t suffered much. But the trauma was clear—she didn’t know when Yaya would return to her old, cheerful, laughing self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou pinched Yaya’s tiny cheeks—she’d clearly lost weight in just a few days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yaya, eat candy. Don’t be afraid—Uncle’s here. Uncle will drive away all the bad people who hurt you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, all the bad people have been driven away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle will always be good to Yaya. Sister, I’m taking Yaya to see a physician right now—don’t worry, she’ll recover.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m coming with you. Is this physician you mentioned really effective?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brother and sister took Yaya, bid farewell to Su Pazi, and stepped outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The physician Chen Guanlou sought was Xu the Physician, who treated the Hou Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu the Physician examined Yaya and prescribed medicine for three days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it works, continue taking it as prescribed. If not, come back in three days—I’ll adjust the formula.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1212,"2026-06-20T17:39:56.967Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c230598ceec7fba101635a03ed1990cf2d16454ee1765c4db86fdb2f1a1421bd","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-111","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-109",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]