[{"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-129":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},2325347,4549,"Chapter 129: Just Pure Evil","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-129",129,"\u003Cp>He spent two consecutive nights resting in the Tianlaomiao, and rose early the next morning to lead his subordinates, the yamen runners, in welcoming the noble guest’s arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afraid of being disliked, Chen Guanlou took a cold shower first thing in the morning, changed into a clean uniform, and ordered all his yamen runners to wash up, shave their beards, and swap out their filthy, mold-stained uniforms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group looked fresh-faced and full of vigor, every man standing tall with chest out and belly in, morale high—undoubtedly a reliable crew one could trust completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In front of the noble guest, speak less and act more—remember that? If you can’t speak, don’t speak. Better to say nothing than to say something wrong. As the saying goes: the more you say, the more mistakes you make. If you’re unsure, come ask me. Also, the noble guest’s meals must be monitored every single day—never let them leave your sight. If the noble guest suffers any issue from his food, you, me, all of us will be held accountable. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good! Now you may relax a bit. When the noble guest arrives, snap to attention.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the Crown Prince’s grandson—his status was priceless. Chen Guanlou had no choice but to treat this assignment with utmost caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Fan officials also arrived on site, brimming with energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yuli asked him, “How prepared are you? Don’t make any mistakes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Fan my lord , rest assured—everything is ready, awaiting only the noble guest’s arrival!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yucheng studied the freshly washed yamen runners, nodded silently to himself, thinking: entrusting this task to Chen Guanlou was indeed the right choice. He even considered hygiene—very thorough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noble guest preferred cleanliness; letting the yamen runners appear as they normally did would have been improper. Washing, changing, shaving—they looked much better now, and the stench was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for other yamen runners who came to gawk, the two Fan officials had already driven them away, to avoid disturbing the noble guest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about half an hour, the Second Young Master of the Jin Wang Fu arrived by carriage, accompanied by the chief official, a Ministry of Justice officer, and Vice Minister Sun Daoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Led by Fan Yucheng, everyone stepped forward to bow and pay respects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Young Master of the Jin Wang Fu, Song Yuanzheng, stepped down from the carriage and lightly raised his hand. “I’ve come to be imprisoned. No need for such formalities. Follow the rules as usual—no special treatment for me. Where is the prison? Lead the way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yucheng visibly froze, stealing a glance at the chief official, then a furtive look at Vice Minister Sun Daoning: What should we do? Give me a hint. He, a mere prison warden, dared not decide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Daoning cleared his throat and ordered, “Do as the Second Young Master says. Lead him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it was Chen Guanlou’s turn to act. He bowed slightly. “This way, Second Young Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Descending into the prison, the air grew dark and damp, thick with an unrelenting moldy stench mixed with other indescribable odors. Chen Guanlou clearly saw the young man’s barely perceptible frown—he was clearly repulsed by the prison’s smell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought: Thank heaven the other yamen runners were sent away. If all of them had gathered here, that stench would’ve made the Second Young Master vomit on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou knew better than anyone how foul the yamen runners’ smell could be—he himself had taken a long time to adjust when he first joined the Tianlaomiao. The Jia-class cells, with their windows, were already vastly better than the pitch-black Bing-class cells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Controlling his pace, Chen Guanlou finally brought the Second Young Master to the prison cell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cell door stood wide open—welcome to the pot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quietly stepped to the corner, knowing the rest was none of his business as a mere yamen runner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vice Minister Sun Daoning glanced inside the cell, his eyebrows slightly raised, then looked meaningfully at Chen Guanlou—as if to say: Open your eyes, even the Tianlaomiao has a VIP cell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou kept his head bowed, pretending ignorance, playing the role of a young, inexperienced fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yuli wanted to show off, but opened his mouth several times without uttering a sound. He longed to say: I put in tremendous effort to prepare this VIP cell—its layout, I know well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yucheng, by contrast, remained calm, waiting for his superior to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Sun Daoning who stepped forward and said: “Second Young Master, we’ve arrived. You’ll reside here. If anything is unsatisfactory, please let us know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuanzheng’s face was expressionless, his youthful features still holding a trace of childishness. At under twenty, he was the first imperial grandson to be imprisoned in the Tianlaomiao, his presence entangled in the power struggles of countless factions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke softly: “This place is fine. Vice Minister, please tell Grandfather the Emperor I will reflect deeply and not disappoint his expectations. Also, inform my father the Prince—I am well here, no need to worry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Daoning gave a slight nod. “Second Young Master, rest assured—I will deliver your words.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he finished than Song Yuanzheng stepped through the cell door and signaled for it to be closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou hesitated, glancing at his superiors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when Sun Daoning nodded did he take the heavy lock and secure the cell door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See to the Second Young Master’s well-being.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Daoning spoke these words directly to Chen Guanlou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, Sun Daoning led the officials out of the Tianlaomiao to the official office for deliberations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou assigned two yamen runners to stand guard in the corner—a position he deliberately chose so they wouldn’t obstruct the Second Young Master’s view, yet could still monitor the cell at all times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He organized shifts among his men to ensure twelve hours of constant surveillance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t slack off. While on duty, stay alert—never let your guard down. Don’t assume the Tianlaomiao is harmless and the Second Young Master is safe. I tell you this: as long as the Second Young Master remains in the Tianlaomiao, we cannot relax. If manpower is insufficient, I’ll petition higher-ups to send more reliable men. In short, we must ensure the Second Young Master’s stay here is peaceful, free of illness or harm. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Those off-duty may rest and recover your strength. Those on duty, disperse—do your jobs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou could not rest. Fortunately, he was young and strong—a martial cultivator could endure several more days of sleeplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the mental pressure weighed heavily on him, leaving him restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were so many prisons in the capital—why did they choose the Tianlaomiao? This place had been cursed for two years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned to the guard room, splashed cold water on his face, and headed next to the kitchen to supervise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the Second Young Master’s first meal in the Tianlaomiao, he had to personally oversee every step with his men, ensuring the entire process ran flawlessly so no mistakes would occur again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Hong teased him, calling him a busy man, his tone dripping with envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why don’t we go see Fan Yucheng right now and ask him to assign the duty of watching over the Second Young Master to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Hong snorted. “I’m not stupid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shi Bandou, of course you’re not stupid.” — Just purely evil.\u003C\u002Fp>",1230,"2026-06-20T17:39:56.967Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7cd27c7bf3362802dfce2f3554e3bdf74de6c57f1d4e04e75ba67e8f3694882a","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-130","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-128",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]