[{"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-240":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},2325458,4549,"Chapter 240","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-240",240,"\u003Cp>\"Does Chief Chen think we're foolish, overreaching, and stubbornly pursuing the impossible?\" Zhao Mingqiao retorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou opened his mouth but could not speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts were too worldly, too utilitarian—but was he wrong? He wasn’t wrong. But was Zhao Mingqiao wrong? Certainly not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world always needs some people to step forward bravely and play the fool!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not speak. He feared his words might desecrate the other’s faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those with faith are truly remarkable. The energy they unleash is unimaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do what ought to be done, and avoid what ought not!” Zhao Mingqiao added: “There are things in this world that must be done. My teacher told me that impeaching Jiang Tu would likely enrage the Emperor and end my career—but I still chose to charge forward without hesitation. Even if I can’t tear Jiang Tu apart with my bare hands, I can at least offer my humble strength. Others say I was deceived by my teacher—that’s the talk of petty men. I became his disciple because I agree with his ideals, with his political convictions. The sage needs admonition; the corrupt minister must be beheaded. It is our duty!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou felt deep admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last person he admired was the rebel Wang Shuner—a fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Mingqiao was the second person he admired—and still a fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There are too many bad people in this world, and not enough fools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed inwardly; after all, he had his limits—he could not bear to see such people suffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ordered the jailers to treat Zhao Mingqiao well, no abuse or beating, and cancel all those “meal packages” outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jin patted his chest in reply, “Chief Chen, rest assured—I’ll make sure Young Master Zhao is fed well and plump, not a single hardship. But according to the rules, the silver can’t be waived. This matter…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t ask him about the silver—I’ll handle it for him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chief Chen is a man of honor,” Xiao Jin muttered inwardly, stunned—six hundred taels! How much had Chief Chen saved? He could produce six hundred taels without blinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou went to consult the seasoned official Yu Zhaoan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yu Zhaoan suddenly told him, “You’ve come just in time—I’m about to write a confession letter to win the old Emperor’s favor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Chen Guanlou was startled, quickly asking: “Has Master Yu come to his senses and decided to write the confession?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan nodded in confirmation. “I must come to my senses.” He shuffled slowly on legs still stiff and uncooperative. The ancestral remedy from Physician Mu had worked wonders—even a shattered leg, bone exposed, had been saved. A divine medicine!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou silently resolved to ask Physician Mu for more prescriptions next time. The old man surely had many private remedies hidden away. No wonder he came from a family with deep medical heritage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After enduring great suffering, Yu Zhaoan had shed his former arrogance and aloofness. He spoke solemnly: “If I want to accomplish anything, I must first regain my post—and win the old Emperor’s favor. No matter what the old Emperor intends to do, he can’t escape his weakness for flattery. I used to be too impatient, too blunt; decades of smooth sailing bred my arrogance, which angered him. Now my legs have healed—it’s time to return to the bureaucracy and make my mark. The court is in chaos, and it needs men like me. My confession must be heartfelt, sincere, to truly please the old Emperor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the old Emperor seems furious right now—are you certain submitting a confession now will work?” Chen Guanlou worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Dongzhou, things have nearly gone mad. The Embroidered Uniform Guard wouldn’t dare act so boldly—yet the soldiers do, and only because they have tacit approval from above! Do you really think those troops are fools? Don’t they know military discipline? Don’t they know they’ll be executed? In the army, executions don’t require review by the Three Judicial Offices—the commander’s order alone suffices. No one ever investigates afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, the soldiers’ unchecked brutality must have been signaled—otherwise, they wouldn’t dare risk imperial punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Embroidered Uniform Guard needn’t be mentioned—they are the Emperor’s hounds, acting solely on his will. The court is in uproar, yet the old Emperor has not rescinded his orders, recalled the Guard, or restrained the soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old Emperor has made his intentions clear: he will press on stubbornly, and won’t calm down until enough heads have fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan gripped the prison bars. “Precisely because the old Emperor is furious now, my confession will please him more. The entire court is opposing him—so if I align with his wishes now, how could it fail?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou immediately raised his thumb. For understanding the old Emperor, only Yu Zhaoan could match. Choosing this moment to submit the confession was clearly well-considered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wish you a swift return to power, Master Yu, and the fulfillment of your aspirations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha… When I’m out, if you want a transfer, just say the word—I’ll get it done for you. Want to serve in the Ministry of Finance? The pay there is rich. Or if you prefer to stay as a jailer, the Ministry’s prison is fine too—its inmates are imperial clan members or palace offenders. Conditions there are far better than here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I appreciate your kindness, Master Yu. But I’ll pass on the Ministry’s prison. I have no desire to serve those ancestors—low pay, heavy work, and worse, they might silence you.” Chen Guanlou wasn’t naive. Jailers in the capital exchanged gossip privately. Sure, the Ministry’s prison sounds prestigious—but think about who’s locked up there: imperial clan members, each more noble than the last. Ask them for silver? Are you trying to shorten your life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Heavenly Prison is far more comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Heavenly Prison, jailers are the masters!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demand silver from corrupt officials—dare they refuse? Refuse, and you give them the “meal package.” They won’t even dare to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You, you’ve got no ambition at all. The Ministry isn’t just a prison—there are many bureaus. Pick one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Yu, focus on your own affairs first. Don’t worry about mine. By the way, I need your advice on something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou briefly explained Zhao Mingqiao’s situation, then asked: “Can he get out? He’s been an official for only a year, and now he’s in the Heavenly Prison, acting like a greenhorn. I just feel—he’s young, his passion hasn’t cooled. Wasting his years here is a tragedy. His passion belongs on the court, in the bureaucracy—not in a prison cell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan clicked his tongue. “I’ve rarely seen you care so much about someone. Are you close?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We were drinking buddies, compatible in character—I can’t bear to see him wasted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know what people say about his teacher behind his back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do they say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan smiled mysteriously. “An old man turned rebel. A crafty fox. Deceitful, treacherous—the list goes on. Your friend chose the wrong master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou was startled. “But from what he says, his teacher has strong moral conviction—it was his teacher’s influence that made him stand up and denounce Jiang Tu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan chuckled coldly. “Lu Mingchuan is the master of manipulating hearts. Many naive youths have been swayed by his fiery, righteous rhetoric. But anyone who spends time with him learns that beneath the surface of righteousness lies a rotten, putrid heart. I’m not slandering him. Don’t forget—I came from the Jixia Academy. There’s not a single renowned scholar in the capital I don’t know.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1249,"2026-06-20T17:39:59.050Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0619f097052fbf124bae96bd29fc453736c792e0be316bfc3a090ce8da7d629a","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-241","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-239",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]