[{"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-76":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},2325294,4549,"Chapter 76","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-76",76,"\u003Cp>\"As a member of the Hidden Line, your first priority is to conceal your identity,\" Chen Guanlou pressed closer. \"You’ve been searching for something left behind by Luo Jingtian—what exactly are you looking for?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since you’re from the Hidden Line, this has nothing to do with you. Let’s call it even today,\" Tail Yi said smartly. Since he couldn’t win, he’d flee. He retreated at top speed, confident in his lightness skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Want to leave? Did you ask me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the words faded, Chen Guanlou stood before Tail Yi, three feet away—a single slash could kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tail Yi was visibly stunned. So fast—his movement was invisible; he hadn’t even seen how the man arrived beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still was the blade in his hand—swift, terrifyingly swift. Before he could make out the blade’s path, his companion was already dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this the power of the Hidden Line?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then just how high is this old man’s rank? Surely not second rank—third? Fourth? Or fifth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou: ...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself didn’t know what rank he equated to. He was still groping in the dark, judging his strength by sparring with others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both tails were second-rank martial artists, clearly not at the peak of second rank—otherwise he couldn’t have dispatched one so easily. He kept the other alive only to question him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak. What exactly are you searching for?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tail Yi realized this matter couldn’t be settled peacefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes darted around, buying time, searching for an escape route. \"We’re looking for a secret manual.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What manual?\" Chen Guanlou asked with interest. Though he already knew it was the Sheng Tian Lu, he still wanted to learn its origins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would Luo Jingtian, a mere nobody, possess such an advanced manual? What was its true origin? These two tails proved that others besides him knew of the Sheng Tian Lu. That was dangerous!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own secrets must not be revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They must be extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t know?\" Chen Guanlou stared hard at him, studying his eyes and expression—no sign of lying. \"If you don’t know, why are you lingering around Luo Jingtian’s grave?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I only know Luo Jingtian had a legendary manual. Rumor says that after cultivation, one’s martial arts surge forward, as if reborn, transforming body and spirit, breaking through innate limits, possibly even reaching the Master realm. Even more astonishing—it allows one to conceal one’s cultivation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If the manual is so powerful, why didn’t Luo Jingtian cultivate it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He dared not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because the manual wasn’t his. He got lucky and stumbled upon it. Too bad he died too soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou pressed further. \"How do you know so much? How can you be certain Luo Jingtian’s manual could transform one’s body and lead to the Master realm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone says so.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who exactly is ‘everyone’?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Tail Yi clamped his mouth shut. \"Kill me if you want—I won’t tell you a single word.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou: ...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine. If he won’t talk, so be it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked again: \"How did you know the manual was in Luo Jingtian’s possession? Before he was imprisoned in Tianlaomiao, he didn’t hide—he didn’t look like a man hiding a secret manual.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have proof—that’s why we’re certain it’s with him. He didn’t hide because he probably didn’t realize how valuable it was—or how much chaos its revelation would cause.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But you know. May I ask your background?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won’t tell you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou sighed. \"Why won’t you just cooperate?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade flashed—the man died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both second-rank martial artists were dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As usual, they were searched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two more nameless, unremarkable men of the martial world, both penniless. Together, they had barely ten taels of silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dig a hole. Bury the bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conical hats, the two decent swords—all buried in the pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left no trace that could be traced. Every swordsman’s blade carries his unique signature. That’s a walking murder certificate—useless to keep, best buried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bury the evidence. Return to the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killing is like anything else—first time awkward, second time familiar. Soon enough, he’d be a seasoned hand. When someone asked why he was so practiced, he could simply reply: Nothing special—just practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On entering the city, he met Su Dacheng, his sister’s father-in-law, who waived his head tax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Lou, back from out of town?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm. Went out on business. Just returned. Has Su Yinbo not finished his shift yet?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On duty today. Won’t be off until tomorrow morning. Drop by if you’ve time—your sister misses you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When’s your day off, Su Yinbo? I’ll bring a flask of wine and visit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, good!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few casual words, Chen Guanlou took his leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Dacheng had two sons. The eldest also worked at the city gate, serving as a tax clerk thanks to his education. The second son—Chen Guanlou’s brother-in-law—ran a cheap teahouse near the gate, drawing customers straight from the gate, and business was good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t visit his brother-in-law’s teahouse. Instead, he went to the market, bought wine and several pounds of pork head meat, and delivered them to the Su household. He also separately wrapped a pouch of silver and slipped it secretly to his sister, Chen Xiaolan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Su Pozi saw him arrive with wine and meat, her usually sharp face broke into a rare smile. When she learned Chen Guanlou wouldn’t stay for dinner, she grinned even wider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke alone with his sister Chen Xiaolan in her room and gave her the silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xiaolan didn’t refuse. After taking the silver, she began nagging: \"You’re earning easier now—learn to save. You’re not married yet. The entire Chen bloodline depends on you to carry on. What kind of girl are you looking for? Let me help you arrange it. You’re not getting any younger—you can’t keep fooling around. Your brother-in-law told me you keep going in and out of brothels with other jailers. Occasional business visits are fine, but you can’t live there. You need to marry a proper wife.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou felt his head buzzing with noise. \"Don’t worry about my affairs, Sister. I have no plans to marry yet. A few more years won’t hurt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xiaolan’s temper flared. \"How many more years? You’ve got money now, and your heart’s gone wild—you’ve stopped seeing good girls and are chasing after brothel vixens. I’m telling you: when choosing a wife, don’t just look at her face. Virtue matters most. Are you even listening to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister, how does Su Pozi treat you now? Still mistreat you like before?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, the moment her mother-in-law was mentioned, Chen Xiaolan’s attention shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>",1098,"2026-06-20T17:39:56.967Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","00e64407004fada9ef4f3527a8733d35b4a6a5898e47d9fee399219a3e0056af","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-77","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-75",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]