[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-in-the-all-heavens-i-slacked-off-to-become-an-em":3,"chapter-in-the-all-heavens-i-slacked-off-to-become-an-em-in-the-all-heavens-i-slacked-off-to-become-an-em-chapter-17":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Laying Flat Across the Heavens to Become an Emperor",{"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},2217996,3973,"Chapter 17","in-the-all-heavens-i-slacked-off-to-become-an-em-chapter-17",17,"\u003Cp>\"Wait...\" Xu San was anxious. How could Zhang Chulan be taken away so simply? This wasn't falling short of success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"San, don't chase.\" Xu Si suddenly said and stopped Xu San.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't chase.\" Xu San frowned, a trace of cold light in his eyes: \"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had worked so hard for so long, and Bao'er had guarded for so many years, just letting him go like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Xu Si doesn't give him a reason today, it's not over!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Si didn't answer, his eyes were incomparably hot, and he said in a deep voice: \"Zhang Chulan is the process, now the result has come out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Result?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San was stunned, and then seemed to think of something, looking at the only outsider present—Lin Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, only Xu San, Xu Si, Lin Xian, and Feng Baobao were left in the Nado Tong room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What exactly happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Si took a deep breath, a smile he thought was brilliant, and asked softly: \"Bao'er, do you know Feng Yao?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Feng Yao?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao muttered, as if pressed by an alarm clock, instantly stopped, then her expression turned white, and she sat on the ground, crying while holding her head, not knowing what she was recalling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bao'er, Bao'er...\" Feng Baobao's behavior instantly scared Xu San. He turned and grabbed Xu Si's clothes and shouted: \"Who the hell is Feng Yao? How could Bao'er be like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Feng Yao, perhaps it is the family Bao'er has been looking for for many years.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Si took a deep breath, looked at Lin Xian and said: \"This Senior Lin told me that Feng Yao is Feng Baobao's father. Is this true?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Naturally it is true. I have no benefit in lying to you.\" Lin Xian spread his hands: \"Not only do I know, but some of the Thirty-Six Thieves in the Jiashen Rebellion also know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who is Feng Yao?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thirty-Six Thieves?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San and Xu Si, the two brothers, asked different questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the two looked at each other and spoke in unison: \"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because Feng Yao is Wugensheng's original name.\" Lin Xian curled his lips, without any concealment, and directly revealed the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San and Xu Si might not have heard the name Feng Yao, but the name Wugensheng was deafening—the previous leader of the All-Sex Faction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beginning of the Eight Miraculous Skills started from Wugensheng. In the Jiashen Rebellion, Wugensheng was also to blame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... how is this possible.\" Xu San looked at Feng Baobao in shock, unable to return to his senses for a long time, until the phone rang and woke him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Feng Baobao is Wugensheng's daughter, then how long has she lived?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the long years, her appearance has not changed, and she still maintains a heart of innocence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This, this, is too terrifying!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know how many years have passed in my dreams, forgetting the dust of my youth. Looking back, the past floats up again...\" The music sounded suddenly; it was a phone call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, who is it?\" Xu San subconsciously picked up the phone, dazed, and then the next second he was full of energy, jumping up like a carp, his expression solemn: \"Zhao Zong... what?! You want to come over in person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if it's the Ten Elders and the Eight Miraculous Skills, it shouldn't let you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Si, who heard this, was also surprised, because the person on the other end of the phone was not someone else, but the company chairman Zhao Fangxu, who had high prestige, considered problems very comprehensively, and took maintaining the stability of the outcast society as his own responsibility. He is the true pillar of the outcast world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it is said that the Old Heavenly Master is the strongest in the outcast world, then Zhao Zong is the existence outside the discussion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a unique skill, [Half-Step East Wind Empty Palm], Zhao Fangxu has practiced it to perfection. Under such a divine skill, what Wudang, what Mount Longhu, what Ten Elders must all bow down and do business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The influence of the Eight Miraculous Skills may not be that great.\" Lin Xian suddenly smiled, his tone faint: \"But what if it's immortality?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San and Xu Si were no longer shocked at this moment, but a kind of inexplicable chill, a resistance to the unknown. The Eight Miraculous Skills were still within human understanding, what kind of ghost is immortality?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many princes and generals have sought immortality but couldn't get it, and it appeared on Bao'er.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How is this possible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San instinctively hung up the phone, wanting to prevent all information from leaking, but a vicissitudes voice still sounded from the other end of the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't hang up, I am also an outcast, I can hear it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhao Zong, let me explain.\" Xu San's hands trembled, suppressing his fear and saying: \"Things, not what you imagine...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the Eight Miraculous Skills, it's not even a fart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, Zhao Zong on the other end of the phone scolded: \"You two bastards, don't cover it up, I knew something was wrong a long time ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Xu San and Xu Si were stunned. A long time ago? How long ago?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, you all knew, and we two are the clowns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When Old Xu first joined the company, I knew something was wrong.\" Zhao Fangxu's old voice echoed in the whole room: \"But the company's goal is to maintain stability, not to investigate the truth, so I acquiesced to Old Xu dragging it on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now it seems that it can't be dragged on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If it can't be dragged on, then solve it together.\" Lin Xian suddenly spoke and smiled: \"Zhao Zong, let's meet somewhere.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Fangxu was silent for a moment, then slowly asked: \"What can you do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Immortals return to immortals, dust returns to dust.\" Lin Xian said calmly: \"Let what should come come, let what should go go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\" For a long time, Zhao Fangxu dropped a word heavily. Before hanging up the phone, the sound of a helicopter rotating was faintly heard on the other end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San and Xu Si looked at each other, full of complexity, and couldn't help but sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bao'er is like this, and this old monster is also not old. What happened to this world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, it became a look they didn't recognize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Said it was a superpower world, why jump to the immortal cultivation channel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Longevity is difficult, knocking on the heavenly pass, the ages are hurried and immortals are not seen, the years are ruthless and the Dao heart is practiced.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian walked up slowly, touched Feng Baobao's head, helped her regulate her breath, then looked at her restrained eyes, and couldn't help but ask and answer himself: \"You have a bright pearl, long locked by dust. When will the dust be gone and the light born, illuminating ten thousand mountains and rivers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the path of immortality, what is the most precious? Is it immortal tools, immortal bodies, immortal power, immortal souls? Not so, but a bright immortal heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many Supremes have had their Dao hearts covered in dust because of confusion on the road ahead, falling on the path of longevity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door to immortality is a sacrificial ground!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutting oneself, cutting more than just realm cultivation, the imprint of heaven, but also cutting a knife on one's own Dao heart, is a denial of one's first life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only with an immortal heart can one not fall into darkness and cross the bitter sea of the red dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao, what a magical existence, experiencing the red dust of ten thousand feet, an immortal heart does not change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Lin Xian's eyes, it is like the Demon Emperor Xiaosong with a heart of innocence, just like a low-profile version of Little Nannan, with extraordinary Dao fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The road to immortality is long, the path is endless, men and women's love is just for a while, in the blink of an eye, the flowers are empty, a handful of yellow soil, looking back, things are different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, Lin Xian is unwilling to easily form a bond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only those who live long can support each other on the road of the Great Dao, witness the changes of the years, and wash the immortal heart together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like-mindedness is a comrade, and death is a Daoist partner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daoist, wake up.\" Lin Xian gave a light drink, his eyes as clear as an infant's, meeting the restrained eyes, hitting the depths of the soul, sensing that trace of sadness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the comfort of the Qi Body Source Flow, Feng Baobao recovered her movement and slowly raised her head, but her face was full of confusion and hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where did she come from? The problem that had plagued her for a long time had now been solved. Her father was Feng Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, there are two questions left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who am I? Where am I going?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao asked a philosophical question that hit the soul. People have origins, and also destinations. Names are given by parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bao'er, you are Feng Baobao.\" Xu San and Xu Si said anxiously, their eyes full of anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Feng Baobao, I am Awu...\" Feng Baobao said instinctively, paused, and then said: \"I want to find my memory, my family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have already found it now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian said softly: \"Feng Yao is your father, you were born by Wugensheng, this is your origin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But, but, I can't remember...\" Feng Baobao raised her head, her grape-like big eyes filled with crystal tears, full of trauma. She couldn't remember, who is Feng Yao, who is Wugensheng?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then who do you remember?\" Lin Xian asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gouwa... Gouwazi.\" Feng Baobao cried, with an unspeakable sadness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart is like a bright mirror, not stained by the red dust, pure and flawless, so she can be close to immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few people can leave reflections on the bright mirror and be remembered by her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn't remember Xu Xiang, the former person in charge of the North China region of Nado Tong, but she remembered Gouwazi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then go see Gouwazi for the last time.\" Lin Xian touched Feng Baobao's head, then pulled her, who was weak. The twelve-year-old extraordinary boy supported the white-clad girl, facing the sunset, and walked out of the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine patterns flickered, the River Map rolled, and the gold and silver immortal bridge crossed the void, flashing with the brilliance of the sun and moon, extending all the way to their feet. Under the halo, they stood hand in hand, the two like golden boys and jade girls, immortal people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The immortal hummed a little tune, stepped on the immortal bridge, chanted and walked slowly: \"Everyone knows that immortals are good, but fame and fortune cannot be forgotten. Where are the generals of ancient times? A pile of desolate graves is gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone knows that immortals are good, but gold and silver cannot be forgotten. Every morning I hate that I haven't gathered enough, and when I have enough, my eyes are closed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone knows that immortals are good, but beautiful wives cannot be forgotten. Every day I talk about kindness, and when I die, I follow others.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone knows that immortals are good, but children and grandchildren cannot be forgotten. There are many infatuated parents since ancient times, but who has seen filial children and grandchildren?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone knows that immortals are good, but relatives and friends cannot be forgotten. The gathering and scattering today are all dreams, and the sunset only sees the water flowing east!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone knows that immortals are good, but anger and obsession cannot be forgotten. Wine, sex, wealth, and Qi are four walls, and everyone is hiding inside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone knows that immortals are good, but wisdom cannot be forgotten. Only cultivating the ancestral nature and not cultivating the elixir, ten thousand calamities of the yin spirit are difficult to enter the saint.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone knows that immortals are good, but the body cannot be forgotten. Just like a mirror without a treasure mirror, life is the same as heaven and earth, a fool.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone knows that immortals are good, but inheritance cannot be forgotten. Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, the jade tree song ends and the king's spirit is collected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of this chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2062,"2026-06-17T13:59:08.338Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","5f8b682907279047e0b57f2ce0a957a03e5be26206e59d0a69e4601da694eb13","in-the-all-heavens-i-slacked-off-to-become-an-em-chapter-18","in-the-all-heavens-i-slacked-off-to-become-an-em-chapter-16",469,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flaying-flat-across-the-heavens-to-become-an-empe-cover.jpg"]