[{"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-941":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},2326159,4549,"Chapter 941","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-941",941,"\u003Cp>The situation progressed faster than Chen Guanlou had anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just two days later, the Ministry of Justice summoned Zhao Jinming for interrogation; after one day and one night, he was returned to the Heavenly Prison. Both legs were broken, all ten fingers fractured, and though his skin appeared unharmed, Physician Mu’s examination revealed nothing but internal injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Ministry of Justice used severe torture!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under normal circumstances, the Ministry treated official offenders with courtesy—they were all part of the bureaucratic class. Even if they resorted to torture, it was usually just a token gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Zhao Jinming’s case, it was clearly severe torture. That meant the Zhao family had been officially expelled from the bureaucratic class and was now treated no differently than common criminals by the Ministry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is terrible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physician Mu was treating Zhao Jinming’s wounds, while Chen Guanlou stood by, pouring oil on the fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Zhao, you’re done! All these injuries—I don’t need to ask about the interrogation details to guess what happened. You’re already on the Ministry’s death list. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have laid such brutal hands on you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh…” Zhao Jinming let out a cry, his body stiffening—whether from excruciating pain or psychological shock, it was hard to tell. His forehead was already drenched in cold sweat. He had barely held onto consciousness thanks to Physician Mu’s skillful and generous use of medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou pressed on, “Don’t cry out yet—worse is yet to come. Based on your condition, I’d say you’ve committed one of the Ten Heinous Crimes. It’s clear the Ministry has uncovered your secret communications with the rebel Prince Chu over the years. Given the Emperor’s temperament, even exile would be exempt from amnesty. You’re almost certainly dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prison Warden Chen, are you hoping I’ll die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m telling you the truth, so you won’t cling to delusions. Tell me—during interrogation, did they ask about your dealings with your nephew’s son-in-law?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jinming’s face was ashen, motionless on the wooden pallet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My affairs have been exposed—Prison Warden Chen, do you have any way to save me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t save you. You’re already on the death list, and I have no power to alter it. If you’d been willing to spend money to save yourself a few days ago, there might’ve been a sliver of hope. Now, you can only wait to die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou spoke plainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the Ministry of Justice was watching those on the list. Changing the list wasn’t impossible—but the cost was enormous, and too many people had to be bribed. The effort wouldn’t yield even a fraction of the return. Not worth the trouble for such a small sum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If money had been paid before the interrogation, things would’ve been far easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alas!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jinming had clung to his wealth, missed his chance, and now faced misfortune—it was fate! If a fortune-teller were summoned now, the reading would surely predict an early death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing he was doomed with no hope of rescue, Zhao Jinming instantly lost all spirit, lying limp on the pallet, already half-dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physician Mu was furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My lord, please step aside and stop further disruption. This man was nearly recovered, but your words have pushed him back to the brink. Now I must expend more effort to save him again—this is a sin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s simple. Pay for the medicine from the Zhao family. Lord Zhao, you have no objection, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jinming’s breath was faint, his face twisted in agony. “Prison Warden Chen, how heartless you are! At this moment, you still seek to squeeze money from me. Do you truly wish me dead? Very well—I’ll die right before your eyes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Misunderstanding! All misunderstanding!” Chen Guanlou quickly soothed him, terrified he’d expire on the spot. “Lord Zhao, you’re too sensitive. Do you think I wish you dead? I’m counting on you to make me rich!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you all this to urge you to act quickly—once this opportunity passes, it won’t come again. Don’t dither as if I’m tricking you for money. You’ve checked my reputation—I, Chen Guanlou, always keep my word. Money in, service delivered—no deception, no exceptions!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too late to regret! Too late to regret!” Zhao Jinming wailed without end, consumed by remorse. Five thousand taels—just five thousand taels—and he could’ve saved his life! Now he had money but no way to save himself—what could he do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sobbed uncontrollably. Physician Mu grew impatient. “Lord Zhao, stop crying. You’ll reopen your wounds. External injuries are one thing, but internal damage—if you’re careless, you’ll die in this prison. Why? Even if you must die, at least see the sun one last time, see your family. Don’t die here in this cell—you wouldn’t want that, would you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t stop crying!” Zhao Jinming whimpered like a child abandoned by his mother. “Please, Physician Mu, treat me. I’ll find a way to pay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physician Mu nodded. “You want to live—that’s good. Hold onto that will to live. Don’t let it slip. Many people survive only because they cling to that one breath. Chen, control your tongue. Don’t say anything else to unsettle him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But time is running out!” Chen Guanlou explained. “Lord Zhao is on the death list. Now it’s his family’s turn. If they want to spare him from prison or exile, and return home safely, they must act quickly and bribe every relevant official. The sooner they act, the more benefit Lord Zhao himself will gain. There will be more interrogations ahead—bribe early, and he’ll suffer less. He won’t lose limbs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll pay!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tortured by pain and driven by words, Zhao Jinming finally made his decision. Wealth was external—better to spend it now and die with dignity, free from further physical torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could bear it no longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought of the agony of broken legs, the crushing pain of finger fractures, the searing torment in his organs—had he known, he’d never have hesitated to spend his money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waaah…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to cry again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou suppressed his disgust—what a crybaby!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grown man, in his fifties—how could he cry so much? Had he always been a crybaby? Did he cry during his imperial examinations too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two thousand taels, please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stated the price with cold indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll pay! You must ensure my family is spared prison and exile, and allowed to return home safely. Bribe everyone properly—I won’t endure another ounce of pain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rest assured. As long as the money arrives, I guarantee you won’t suffer physical pain again—not until the day you die. I’ll give you the finest medicine. Physician Mu, you heard him—use the best medicine for Lord Zhao. Don’t spare the cost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physician Mu: …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine. As long as the money’s paid, everything’s negotiable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou immediately ordered writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone brought. Seeing Zhao Jinming too weak to hold a brush—his ten fingers shattered—he swiftly channeled a thread of Qi into Zhao’s right hand, reviving its vitality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jinming stared in utter shock, eyes wide with disbelief at Chen Guanlou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou smiled at him like a demon tempting sin. “Write. Once you write, I’ll send men to collect the money. As for your hand—look, it moves freely, no pain. Isn’t that better? If you want to keep healing, obey me. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1207,"2026-06-20T17:40:00.288Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9ed03c83ee6226f0ecb923b3e2a3dc24c287fe488dab047dcb60420598608c79","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-942","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-940",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]