[{"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-68":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},2325286,4549,"Chapter 68","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-68",68,"\u003Cp>Xu Fugui first flew into a rage, then fell into thought, his eyes darting back and forth as he fixed them on Lu Datou: “Can this be done?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Definitely can be done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do we fool heaven and earth? How do we pass the identity verification? The superiors aren’t fools—if we run into a strict execution supervisor, and this blows up, both of us lose our heads, and our families get exiled three thousand li. Three thousand li? Even if you make it there, you’ll be dead by then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought of losing his head and his family being exiled made Xu Fugui sigh heavily. His mind churned with fear and hesitation, torn apart by doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one hand, he thought Lu Datou’s plan might work; on the other, he believed the risk was too great—those above weren’t so easily fooled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The key issue was that some time had passed since the incident, yet Fan Yucheng had shown not the slightest reaction. The chance that Fan Yucheng hadn’t heard the news was virtually zero. In Tianlao, nothing escaped Fan Yucheng’s eyes and ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he didn’t report it—he pretended not to know about the prison break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s this? Trying to shift the blame?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more Xu Fugui thought about it, the more terrified he became, the more certain he felt his own head was about to roll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want to die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Datou saw Xu Fugui’s hesitation and leaned in close, whispering: “A prisoner who’s been locked up nearly a year in Tianlao stinks worse than anyone else—You know better than anyone how foul he is. Those above are all precious souls; why would they deign to personally inspect a corpse? At most, they’ll send a scribe to go through the motions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if we run into a strict execution supervisor, the execution day won’t have just the Kongsong Thief alone. There are at least a dozen, maybe a hundred, condemned men in the capital awaiting death. We slip one in among them—no one in attendance has ever seen the real Kongsong Thief. Who can tell the difference? The key is, our own men must keep their mouths shut.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Fugui paced back and forth, still undecided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to the jailers. “What do you all think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We follow Xu Tou’s lead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Head’s plan will work for sure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Tou, just do it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We absolutely cannot let the higher-ups find out the truth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once tomorrow passes, it’ll all be over. Big Head’s plan is flawless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jailers, desperate to save their lives, all raised their hands in agreement with Lu Datou’s proposal. Substitute the false for the true, deceive heaven and earth—this was the moment. No more hesitation! Hesitate, and every last one of their heads would roll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pressured by the jailers, Xu Fugui weighed it again and again—Lu Datou’s plan was the only viable path. If they could slip through tomorrow’s execution, all would be peaceful, auspicious, and safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind. “You handle this. It must be done without a trace. How much silver do you need? Name your number—we’ll chip in. Any objections?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No objections. We follow Xu Tou’s orders.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, to raise silver and escape the crisis, even the stingiest jailers didn’t complain about poverty. If a little silver could bury this disaster, it was a bargain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Datou hesitated visibly. Was this about silver? No—it was about people, about life and death. Silver was minor; the real problem was where to find someone to substitute. He could get it done through back channels, but he didn’t want to do it himself—he wanted to push the burden onto someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If things went wrong, he’d have an excuse to clear himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Fugui saw his hesitation and issued both threats and promises: “You came up with this idea—who else is going to do it? Don’t worry, when it’s done, you’ll get your share. The silver you’re due won’t be less, only more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Datou fidgeted, then pulled Xu Fugui into a corner. “Xu Tou, I’m not ungrateful, but this is harder than it seems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now you say it’s hard? Lu Datou, are you deliberately provoking me? Just moments ago you swore this plan would work. I agreed to it, and now you change your mind? What’s this? You think I’m old and weak enough to be fooled? If you can’t do it, I’ll be the first to cut your head off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Fugui was furious. Lu Datou dared to toy with him—he’d make the man wish he’d never been born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Tou, calm down, calm down,” Lu Datou hurried to soothe him. “Xu Tou, silver isn’t the problem—it’s finding the right person. We need someone who’ll willingly keep quiet. What if we pick a fool who screams at the last moment? That’d be catastrophic!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Fugui nodded vigorously. That made sense. Everyone might boast they weren’t afraid of death, but when death came, they all pissed themselves in terror. At that moment, no one could hold their tongue—they’d scream for their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that happened, the heavens themselves would be torn open. The case would instantly reach the Son of Heaven. From the Ministry of Justice to Tianlao, heads would roll—perhaps even the Minister of Justice himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought of that consequence sent a chill through Xu Fugui. He shuddered, his face turning pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do you suggest? Just bring the man in and poison him—silence him for good.” Xu Fugui’s heart hardened—he wouldn’t allow the worst scenario to unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Datou agreed wholeheartedly. “That’s one way. But the best way is to find someone willing to die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where do you find someone willing to die? Are you joking? As long as there’s a chance to live, who wants to die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone with a weakness—a hostage, a bribe—such people still exist,” Lu Datou whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Fugui’s eyes lit up. Of course! How had he forgotten? In this world, there were people who wished they were dead. Find them, and with enough incentive, they’d do anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slapped Lu Datou’s shoulder excitedly. “This task is yours alone. Go do it now—time waits for no one. By noon tomorrow, it must be done. How much silver you need, name your price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Datou realized he couldn’t dodge this job—he might as well ask for the moon. “Five hundred taels. More if needed, less if not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five hundred taels? How dare he ask for so much!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Fugui gave Lu Datou a long, hard look. Big head, big brain, bigger appetite—he opened his mouth for five hundred taels. Hmph! He’d bide his time—for now. Once the job was done, they’d settle accounts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine! Five hundred taels it is. I’ll get everyone to chip in. Move fast—don’t delay. Everyone’s head rests on your shoulders.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Tou, rest assured—I’ll get it done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You won’t run off with the money, will you?” Xu Fugui muttered darkly. Five hundred taels was a fortune to an ordinary man—enough to build a brick house, buy a hundred mu of land, take two concubines, and live like a landlord in some remote village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Datou protested loudly. “Xu Tou, you underestimate me! Five hundred taels? I’d abandon my whole family for that? No way. I may be poor, but I’ve seen money. Five hundred taels—I’ll earn it back as long as I’m still working in Tianlao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the spirit! I know you understand what’s right and what’s wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1244,"2026-06-20T17:39:56.967Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","eedcf6063294c5b899261e578d292c180c1af5a1f67b4e4585765a3572aa58b3","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-69","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-67",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]