[{"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-232":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},2325450,4549,"Chapter 232","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-232",232,"\u003Cp>At night, after finishing his martial training, Chen Guanlou took a cold shower and went to bed on schedule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up. Snatching the dagger from the table, he hurled it at the roof, piercing through the tiles toward his target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled groan sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he seized his great sword, burst out the door, and leapt onto the roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black-clad masked figure glanced at him, then turned and fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou immediately gave chase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opponent seemed intent on luring him somewhere—Chen Guanlou would not play along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having had enough fun, he swung his blade in one clean cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-clad masked man gasped in shock, lost his footing, and tumbled into the alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A patrol of soldiers passed by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou clamped a hand over the man’s mouth, hid in the corner, and only released him once the patrol had gone far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who sent you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“H-how do you have such profound martial skill?” The masked man looked stunned, his whole demeanor dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou had no patience for words—he drove his blade straight down, piercing the man’s thigh, while clamping his mouth shut to silence him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat poured like a waterfall. The black-clad man went limp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who sent you? If you don’t speak, the next cut won’t be your thigh—it’ll be your neck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou stared at the stranger—he was certain he’d never seen him before. Had Qi Laoda returned?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The White Lotus Sect! I’m with the White Lotus Sect. You can’t kill me. If you kill me, you’ll be fighting every follower across the land. All White Lotus adherents will hunt you down.” The man finally confessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou was taken aback. “Why did the White Lotus Sect send you? To kill me? I’ve done nothing to offend you. Why target me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re a dog of the court. Do you need a reason to be killed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it really is me they want. Why? Give me a proper reason.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You tortured White Lotus followers—everyone deserves to kill you.” The man spoke with righteous indignation, as if he were an agent of heaven’s justice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Madman!” Chen Guanlou cursed. “The Embroidered Uniform Guard hunts you every day—why don’t you go assassinate them? Cowards who pick on the weak—you don’t even deserve to soil my blade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted his grip with force, snapping the man’s neck, then tossed him into the gutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White Lotus bandits—a pack of fanatics—dared to assassinate him. If the tiger doesn’t roar, they think he’s a sick cat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Early in the morning, Chen Guanlou went to work at the Tianlaomiao as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out Zhang Daohe’s case file, searching for clues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Tou, Zhang’s starving so badly he’s seeing stars—should we keep going?” Xiao Jin asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou didn’t look up. “Keep going. Give him two cups of water a day—just keep him alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jin didn’t leave. Instead, he frowned. “I’m worried this will cause problems if we keep starving him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of problem?” Chen Guanlou looked up at him. “The Six Ministries haven’t complained—why are you worried? He’s just a cultist, a murderer who’s spilled rivers of blood. I’d bet the number of people he’s killed is at least dozens, if not hundreds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m worried he’ll die. Then we won’t be able to explain it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if he dies, I’ll take responsibility. Why are you concerned?” Chen Guanlou grew impatient. “Do what you must. Don’t hold back. If Zhang softens and talks, come tell me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!” Xiao Jin bowed and left, continuing the starvation regimen. To provoke him, he brought a bowl of fresh white flour buns—steaming hot, their aroma filling the air. To Zhang Daohe, who hadn’t eaten in days, it was like a battle horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struggled to crawl to the cell door. “Give me, give me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jin held the bowl, deliberately sliding it past Zhang’s nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang reached out—but was half a second too slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no strength left. He slumped against the bars. “What do you want from me? How long will you torment me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jin chuckled. “The rules of the Tianlaomiao apply to everyone—princes or beggars—you pay to enter. You broke the rules, Zhang. If we don’t punish you hard, you’ll never learn the Tianlaomiao’s power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now I know the Tianlaomiao’s power. No wonder people say jailers deserve to be killed—one by one, none would be innocent. You just want money—I’ll pay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s the money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me eat first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No money, no food,” Xiao Jin laughed. “Do you think the Tianlaomiao is a marketplace where you can haggle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Daohe hated these jailers. If only he had strength, he’d strangle them right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a deep breath. “Yaowang Temple owes me money. Tell them my name—six hundred taels, not a copper less.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine! I’ll send someone to Yaowang Temple for the money. Once we get it, you’ll get fresh buns every day. No money—you’ll die a hungry ghost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jin immediately sent men to Yaowang Temple to collect the money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day, Zhang Daohe ate his first proper meal since arriving at the Tianlaomiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Chen Guanlou changed his appearance and infiltrated Yaowang Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay hidden for over half a month—until the Six Ministries withdrew and Yaowang Temple finally stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Days later, a shocking rumor spread through the capital’s streets: Yaowang Temple was slaughtered overnight—blood flowed like a river, so horrific! So terrible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou sat in his courtyard, polishing his great sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade, drunk with blood, looked even more fearsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his day off. He went nowhere, stayed home, spent an hour cleaning his house, then sat in the courtyard, gripping his great sword, as if meditating on deeper sword intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound came from the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Qi Wuxiu leapt over the wall. Chen Guanlou swiftly sheathed his sword, his demeanor now plain, ordinary—a mere Tianlaomiao jailer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing at my house in broad daylight?” Chen Guanlou grumbled, pouring tea. He had no intention of inviting him inside—both were martial cultivators; cold or warm, it made no difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at him—hmm, promoted from second to third rank? Not bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Wuxiu was clearly proud—he had to show off his promotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you tell what’s different about me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re older.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guess again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re uglier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah! I knew it—you’re jealous I’m handsomer and richer than you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou chuckled. Maybe he was more stylish—but handsomer and richer? Impossible. His looks had been personally certified by maidens and housewives. As for wealth, his personal fortune was certainly higher. Family wealth? Irrelevant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’ll tell you—I’ve been promoted to third rank.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Congratulations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why aren’t you surprised?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shall I treat you to a feast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great!” Qi Wuxiu didn’t pretend to be polite—he clearly intended to eat Chen Guanlou out of house and home today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou was equally straightforward—he took out money, gave it to Da Wang, and ordered him to get a top-tier banquet from Guanmei Restaurant and deliver it hot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These days, even takeout existed—if you paid enough, the service rivaled a five-star hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the dishes arrived, they drank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What have you been busy with?” Chen Guanlou asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Wuxiu answered seriously. “Working on the Yaowang Temple case—the killer was vicious, slaughtered everyone without mercy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many died?” Chen Guanlou feigned curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only two from Yaowang Temple itself. But all the traveling merchants who stayed there were slaughtered—no survivors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why does everyone say Yaowang Temple was wiped out?” Chen Guanlou was genuinely curious now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a rumor spread on purpose—to lure the killer back.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1263,"2026-06-20T17:39:59.050Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a340efeb4cf32d830d3c00b7f5fb989863a006e385551e4476f8c015c7961a9a","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-233","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-231",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]