[{"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-959":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},2326177,4549,"Chapter 959","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-959",959,"\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou smiled faintly, “Young Master Zhang, if you say that, no one will believe you. Since the Three Judicial Offices took charge and arrested you, I suspect they’ve gathered some evidence. You can’t possibly walk free with just a few words. Quickly contact your family—they need to work the system, find out what’s really going on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you going to help me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How can I help you?” Chen Guanlou scoffed. “With your Zhang family’s influence, do you really need me? You’re underestimating your own household’s power. Rest easy—your family will get you out in no time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yulang thought it over, and it made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhang family was one of the great clans of the age, with disciples and former subordinates scattered throughout the bureaucracy. If there was no evidence, his family would surely pull him out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, he relaxed, and his face returned to its usual smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he worried about the prison conditions: “Brother Guan, can’t you get me moved to a different cell?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Heavenly Prison has its rules! If you want to switch cells, you need a valid reason.” Chen Guanlou spoke as he made a gesture of counting money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other instantly understood, chuckling, “Brother Guan, still as money-grubbing as ever. Just say how much you want—I can pay it. Get me a clean cell, no bugs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No bugs is impossible, but I can guarantee there’ll be more than half fewer bugs than here. Is that acceptable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, fine. I can’t expect too much in the Heavenly Prison.” Zhang Yulang looked disgusted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou smiled warmly and, right before the man’s eyes, ordered the jail attendants to clean a cell immediately—sanitize it thoroughly, don’t let the God of Wealth be inconvenienced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhang family acted swiftly, proving how deeply they cared for their precious Zhang Yulang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the cell was even cleaned, the Zhang household steward arrived with money, bedding, and fresh clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d already researched the prison’s rules: money was trivial—the key was ensuring Zhang Yulang wasn’t mistreated. He must be fed well, treated well. Any cost would be deducted directly from the family account.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such a generous family, Chen Guanlou wore a constant smile, thoroughly satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know Young Master Zhang’s character—he couldn’t possibly be involved in capital crimes. Please hurry and get him out. Prolonged imprisonment inevitably affects a man’s fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean, Prison Warden Chen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Naturally, it affects a man’s fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou spoke mysteriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhang steward immediately took it in—wealthy families believed most in feng shui and fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Heavenly Prison was filthy—how could a young master raised in silk and jade be kept here long?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the Zhang steward seized the chance to request an audience with Zhang Yulang, to confirm he was unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou had no objection—he was always patient with the God of Wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imperial examination fraud case was no trivial matter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Three Judicial Offices and the Embroidered Uniform Guard moved swiftly, yet with restraint and caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minister Sun Daoning personally led his men to the Heavenly Prison to interrogate Wang Huaimin, requisitioning the official meeting room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an initial interrogation—not a formal court session—but a private chat among officials, to probe the depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guanlou kept his distance, not approaching, yet still able to eavesdrop on the conversation inside the meeting room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Daoning opened by reminiscing about their past friendship, playing the emotional card. Wang Huaimin was stubborn, rigid—he responded with the same calm, unyielding stance: “I am clean, I have nothing to say,” whether speaking of personal ties or official duty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Daoning laughed bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huaimin, you haven’t changed since back then. But this fraud case is extraordinary—if you don’t cooperate, if you don’t clarify everything, none of us can answer for it. I don’t want to make things hard for you—I ask you to consider my difficulties.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As Minister of Justice, you may do as you please—no one can interfere. Don’t speak of difficulties. I, a man of upright character, was broken into my home, dragged away, and thrown into the Heavenly Prison. I haven’t complained—what right do you have to complain?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clean?” Sun Daoning sounded as if he’d heard the greatest joke. “Huaimin, Huaimin, do you not feel shame saying that? Two years ago, your father bought a thousand acres of prime farmland—was that clean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Over the years, your family’s business has spanned north and south, filling your coffers—was that clean? Even your manuscripts, your writings—your fees alone could buy a large courtyard in the capital.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it truly because your writings are so good? There are countless scholars in this land who write better than you—yet how many could afford a grand house in the capital just by selling manuscripts? This is just casual talk—why dodge me with such nonsense?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Huaimin, exposed, showed no trace of guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered, mocking his accuser: “You’re trying to force me to admit involvement in the examination fraud?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you involved? As Vice Minister of Rites, how could you possibly be untouched?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Huaimin’s eyes glinted with scorn: “Even if the fraud case hasn’t been confirmed, even if it has—do you have proof linking me to it? Right now, it’s still just street gossip. Do you have proof that fraud even occurred in this examination?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you had no connection, why would I come to question you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you admit you have proof that fraud actually occurred.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Daoning admitted freely: “Correct! Street rumors have become fact—haven’t you felt even a flicker of panic?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether Wang Huaimin was panicked, no one could tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only frowned: “Impossible! There were ten exam questions—only the Emperor himself finalized them on the morning of the exam, then went straight to the Imperial Examination Hall. How could they have been leaked?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you never considered the possibility that all ten questions were leaked?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then the students who bought them would have to memorize far more content—the price would be…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look, even you can see this—how could we not? To be frank, we already have preliminary evidence: exam questions from this year’s test are being sold on the market. The fraud is confirmed. The scope is vast! Huaimin, if you know anything, now is the time to speak. If you have a reason, I’ll mediate—I’ll protect you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sun Daoning, stop talking nonsense. I have nothing to confess, no hidden reason. This fraud case—I am clean. I can withstand investigation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Huaimin remained as before—righteous, stern, open and unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Sun Daoning didn’t believe him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think we arrested you randomly? Without solid grounds, how could we have seized you? I’ll tell you plainly—the Embroidered Uniform Guard has already caught your trail. Follow the vine, and we’ll uncover the truth. When that day comes, even if I want to save you, I won’t be able to.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Huaimin’s face flushed with fury: “How many times have the Embroidered Uniform Guard tortured confessions out of innocent men? And you, the Three Judicial Offices, actually trust them? Absurd!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether the Embroidered Uniform Guard tortures confessions is none of my concern. I only know they’re exceptionally skilled at investigations.” Sun Daoning smiled faintly, his expression certain—as if he already held the key evidence.\u003C\u002Fp>",1202,"2026-06-20T17:40:00.288Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","693e3d61e047c105a00b112ac87b18e649dac465600ade637c7be983174b2277","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-960","immortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-chapter-958",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortal-through-martial-path-i-who-cannot-die-s-cover.jpg"]