[{"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-63":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},2325281,4549,"Chapter 63: Put on Your Pants and Don","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-63",63,"\u003Cp>Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, a dog’s mouth never spits out ivory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan wasn’t beaten to death solely because of his good family background, with the Jixia Academy and Prince Jin as his backers. Anyone else would have grass growing a full man’s height over their grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How can you slander someone without cause? I am a clean, upright person—how dare you recklessly ruin my reputation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou nearly lost his temper. He was as straight as an arrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan chuckled, “Why the rush? I never said you were. Seems you don’t know yet—Inspector Zhang has a fondness for boy lovers. Someone as young and handsome as you falls right within his hunting range.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou’s face turned green. “Can we please stop talking about this? Let me be frank: Inspector Zhang has been acting very openly lately, and some people can’t stand it. I’ve also heard he’s pushing the Censorate to abandon you and focus all their energy on Jiang Tu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan snorted. “Not a single word of truth. You may leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of truth do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who sent you?” Yu Zhaoan finally gave him a proper look. “Speak up. Say it well, and I won’t mind being used as a blade. Frankly, I despise that Zhang fellow—someone taking him down? I’d be delighted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou weighed his options carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan had plenty of flaws—he might stab you in the back at any moment. But he had one virtue: persistence. Once he promised something, he’d see it through before ever lifting a hand to betray you. He had the manners of a gentleman, yet no scruples about using underhanded tactics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he was also stubborn—once he decided on something, even nine oxen couldn’t pull him back. The court ordered him to submit a petition of apology; he still hasn’t written a single word. He truly despises the old emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a man this contradictory and suspicious, you won’t get anything done unless you give him real meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou cleared his throat and lowered his voice. “The Marquis’s household has recently had a dispute with Inspector Zhang. Zhang is stubborn and refuses to back down. So the Marquis’s household thought of you, Lord Yu, hoping you could mediate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah. You want me to confront Inspector Zhang, don’t you? First tell me why the Marquis’s household is even in conflict with him. They’ve got nothing to do with each other—don’t tell me Zhang just randomly decided to target them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan, a veteran of the bureaucracy and a man of the Censorate, knew instantly that Chen Guanlou was holding back half the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person who understands you best is always your enemy. That’s the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan was one of the few who truly understood Inspector Zhang. Zhang was a mad dog—but he only bit when he had a reason and a clear advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Marquis’s eldest son has been crippled since his fall from horseback and now holds only a nominal title. Such aristocrats are usually left alone by censors, who prefer to keep them as favors to cash in during critical moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why is Zhang biting the Marquis’s household now? Hah—he wanted to hear the inside story. Just to add some amusement to his boring prison life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou fell silent for a moment, then decided to tell the truth. Before these true geniuses, playing clever was pointless. Only sincerity might move them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his voice and quietly recounted everything: Young Master Ye, Young Master Zhang’s beating—the full sequence of events, cause and effect laid bare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan listened, unsurprised. “When the eldest master fell from his horse, I knew the Marquis household would eventually tear itself apart. And here it is—already breaking apart. You and the Marquis’s household are already five generations removed—why are you so willing to help them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Marquis paid me, and I like money,” Chen Guanlou replied frankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan chuckled, his eyes gleaming with malice. “Others give you money, and you take it. I offer you opportunity, and you turn me away. You’re fit only to be a jailer—short-sighted to the core.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou secretly rolled his eyes. He needed something from this man, so he’d let it slide for now. Censors were all mad dogs—the more you engaged them, the more they barked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go back and tell the Marquis’s household: I’ve taken this matter. I’m willing to ease their troubles.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the price?” Chen Guanlou asked quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan smirked at him. “The price must be negotiated by the Marquis’s own people—you’re not qualified. I also want to see if the Marquis has the guts to take this step.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou felt this might be tricky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because asking Yu Zhaoan was Liu’s personal decision—made without consulting the second master or informing the eldest master. Only because Lady Liu intervened and demanded Liu find a solution did he take this path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now Yu Zhaoan was demanding a steep price, insisting on dealing directly with the Marquis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine. Fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d delivered the message. The rest wasn’t his concern. Let Liu and Lady Liu worry about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he solemnly assured Yu Zhaoan: “Rest assured, I’ll deliver your message to the Marquis’s household.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell that clever fool who sent you—I’m known throughout the bureaucracy. Anyone who dares make me act behind the scenes? Hmph. Bold idea—but I wonder if they’ve got the guts to follow through.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou stayed silent. After a long while, he said: “If you have no further orders, I’ll continue my rounds of the cells.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re already a squad leader—why are you still personally patrolling the cells?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s my duty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The prisoners in the Jia cells don’t have any martial arts manuals you need. Don’t waste your time. You’ve got no martial meridians anyway—whether you train or not makes no difference.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou: None of your damn business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t respond to Yu Zhaoan and kept patrolling the cells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan fumed. “Are you a dog? Put your pants on and forget who you are! Who was groveling before me just now? Now that the job’s done, you turn on me? Chen Guanlou, at least put on a show of decency!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou didn’t turn around—only raised his middle finger to express his attitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does raising one finger mean?” Yu Zhaoan, a native, didn’t understand—but he guessed it wasn’t a good thing. So he raised his own middle finger at Chen Guanlou’s back. One wasn’t enough—he raised two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two days later, Chen Guanlou wrote a letter and had Big Spring’s eldest son deliver it to the Liu household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited two days precisely to make Liu think the task had been difficult. He needed to create the illusion that it had taken tremendous effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhaoan had such a foul temper—it was only natural it took him several days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Spring’s eldest son, named Dawang, returned with a letter containing two silver notes. Payment received, transaction complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave Dawang five qian in silver and warned: “Don’t tell your mother this is your private money. Understand what private money means? Money you can spend however you want.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Little Lou,” Dawang said, thoroughly satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Call me Uncle!” Chen Guanlou grumbled—his seniority had been downgraded for no reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not even that much older than me,” Dawang stubbornly replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I call your mother ‘Auntie’—you call me ‘Brother.’ Doesn’t that seem wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine!” Dawang stared at him with innocent, earnest eyes, perfectly playing the clueless, stupid brat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou felt his soul ache.\u003C\u002Fp>",1255,"2026-06-20T17:39:56.967Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3805124afd70ee9d36401ec9ef3565ac15fb993862b185d5a9d202374980bc7c","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-64","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-62",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]