[{"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-31":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},2325249,4549,"Chapter 31","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-31",31,"\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou wasn’t afraid of being investigated by superiors, but he feared the swordsman and that mysterious brocade-clad man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the swordsman could spot him, there was no reason the brocade-clad man couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he feared, it came to pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At midnight, Chen Guanlou suddenly woke from a nightmare, drenched in cold sweat—but he lay perfectly still on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no proof, yet he was certain someone else was in the room, even though the intruder hid flawlessly. His intuition had always been sharp, never once deceived him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held his breath, feigned sleep, hoping to deceive the intruder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re awake, get up.” A cold, hoarse voice, utterly emotionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the sound, Chen Guanlou confirmed the man stood by the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly opened his eyes, rose, struggled to adjust to the darkness, and stared toward the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swordsman!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the swordsman!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, he secretly exhaled in relief. If it had been the brocade-clad man, he’d already be dead. He had no basis for it, yet he was certain: facing the swordsman, he still had a sliver of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither lit a lamp. The darkness suited tonight’s conversation perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou fumbled to the table, poured a cup of water, and asked, “Want some?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swordsman, surprised by his calmness, let out a laugh. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou drank his tea in silence, then sat on the round stool, speaking calmly: “If you wanted me dead, you’d have killed me already. No need to waste words on a lowly jailer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know you’re just a lowly jailer, yet you dared plot to kill the murderer Duan Tianlin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou denied it outright, striking back fiercely: “Don’t slander me. I only wanted to free him—to save everyone’s lives.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At this point, you’re still spouting nonsense? You truly aren’t afraid of death? Do you think I’d say such things without proof?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he finished speaking, various poisons and mind-altering drugs were tossed onto the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou turned pale—his poisons had been found. What about the Sheng Tian Lu? Had it been found too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart pounded with fear, yet he showed not a trace of it, slowing even his breathing—afraid the intruder might detect his true thoughts from its rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dared not underestimate any martial artist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had no martial meridians—he couldn’t even comprehend how powerful those with meridians truly were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was just being cautious,” he weakly protested. Showing weakness was the only strategy he could think of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kill the swordsman?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you mad?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s at Second Rank, possibly even peak Second Rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could a man who’d only trained for a few months possibly use to kill a Second Rank martial artist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One can be confident, but never arrogant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you really hide whether you harbor murderous intent? I’ve heard you’ve been taking good care of Duan Tianlin these days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was forced,” Chen Guanlou said, sounding utterly pitiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why did he force you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this why the swordsman had attacked him tonight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou thought for two seconds, then revealed everything clearly—except the fact that he possessed an internal cultivation technique, carried secrets, and had been threatened by Duan Tianlin. He only said Duan Tianlin was a Fifth Rank martial artist who could kill him effortlessly, leaving him no choice but to submit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swordsman seemed to believe him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What gave you the confidence to try and kill Duan Tianlin amid all this chaos?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I had to try. What if I succeeded? I refuse to spend my life under threat. No one knows if he has allies outside. I don’t care about myself—I have an older sister. She raised me; it wasn’t easy. I won’t drag her down with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve got guts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great hero, since we’ve worked together once before, can you please just give me a quick death?” Chen Guanlou pleaded, sounding utterly broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swordsman laughed. “You swore earlier I wouldn’t kill you—why are you afraid now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou explained carefully: “I thought it over. I’m just a lowly jailer—why would a Second Rank martial artist come here personally?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swordsman fell silent for a long time—until Chen Guanlou’s clothes were soaked in sweat—then said: “Relax. I won’t kill you this time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not this time—so will you kill me next time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou silently screamed: Can’t you just be straightforward? Say what you mean!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, great hero! Please rest assured—tonight, the Tianlao saw too many events, too much chaos. I’ve never experienced a prison break in my life; my head is still ringing. They say I was traumatized—I doubt I’ll ever remember what happened today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke with sincere earnestness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before death, all schemes must be hidden—only sincerity wins trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What else could he do? He was weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had the strength of a Second Rank martial artist—even if only First Rank—he’d dare to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you must do me one favor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great hero, command me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard a prisoner is missing from the Tianlao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prisoner No. 13—I’ve never seen his face. He’s always hunched over in his cell. They say he’s just a nobody, a petty thief who angered some noble and got thrown into the Tianlao. He was tortured upon arrival and never healed. His wounds have festered for months.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou spilled everything he knew—afraid that if he spoke too slowly, the swordsman might change his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swordsman clearly approved of his cooperation: “Do you really believe Prisoner No. 13 is just a nobody?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou froze, then lowered his voice as if sharing a secret: “This morning, the Left Vice Minister of Justice said the same thing. How could a nobody draw a gang of bandits to storm the Tianlao? But the case files show nothing remarkable about Prisoner No. 13.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find out his true identity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me?” Chen Guanlou pointed at his own face, utterly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What virtue had he earned to be entrusted with such a task? They must be seriously overestimating him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, his life was probably safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emboldened, he dared to ask: “Great hero, you’re not with those bandits, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too many questions!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re right, great hero—I won’t ask again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it—two groups showed up during one prison break. Could he boldly guess that the swordsman’s mission was only to kill Duan Tianlin, while the bandits’ real target was Prisoner No. 13—not just any random prisoner, but a deliberate diversion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he’d assumed Prisoner No. 13 was just smoke and mirrors—a decoy created by the bandits to mislead the Six Ministries into focusing on him so they could escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he saw he’d oversimplified things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prisoner No. 13’s origins must be extraordinary!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it—he’d been on duty for months and had never seen Prisoner No. 13’s face. He could guess height, build, maybe—but nothing about his features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But great hero, you know my rank—I’m the lowest jailer here. Below me are only the lowliest laborers. To date, I can confirm no one has noticed anything unusual about Prisoner No. 13.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A man tortured severely, covered in wounds, denied medicine, his injuries festering for months yet still alive—isn’t that unusual enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great hero, are you suggesting Prisoner No. 13 cultivates some peculiar martial art?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether he does or not—you must find the clues. Bring me the clues, and deliver them to the Da Hang. If you succeed, I guarantee your life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, great hero!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he didn’t believe the swordsman’s promise, he spoke his thanks with the most sincere, heartfelt tone he could muster.\u003C\u002Fp>",1265,"2026-06-20T17:39:56.967Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","43a10a7b3c91453c3d1c855aea11a4768d245697e0abdd53423a9d664b082b54","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-32","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-30",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]