[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-just-stop-using-your-divine-powers":3,"chapter-just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-32":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Just Stop Using Your Divine Powers!",{"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},2275890,4450,"Chapter 32: Chen the Good Man","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-32",32,"\u003Cp>The two of them walked out of the emergency room, one with a bandage on his forehead, the other clutching a plastic bag filled with medical supplies and medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need to worry about mixing up medical records or medication, because aside from the names, their symptoms, injuries, and prescriptions were identical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t go far—right inside the hospital’s ground-floor commercial area, they found a coffee shop and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Private hospitals have this one advantage: high commercialization. Beneath the outpatient building, there’s a whole ground-floor retail zone—convenience stores, small supermarkets, coffee shops, dessert bakeries, everything you could want.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coffee shop was nearly empty. Chen Yan ordered himself a hot cocoa and got one for Lu Sisi too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once seated, Chen Yan looked at the nervous Lu Sisi and used his Heavenly Eye Qi-Reading Technique to examine her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, a mass of black qi swirled around her, endless and unceasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But perhaps because she’d just endured another misfortune, the black qi appeared to have a missing corner—yet even that missing part was already sprouting new black qi, reforming itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl looked dazed and absent-minded. Chen Yan cleared his throat gently: “You just said—you’ve always been unlucky? Since childhood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he mentioned it, Lu Sisi’s eyes turned red again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan slapped a tissue directly onto her eyes and snapped quickly, harshly: “Don’t cry! If you make the hospital security come over, they’ll arrest me as a pervert! Speak properly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Sisi sniffled, voice trembling: “But I really have been unlucky since I was little…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Lu Sisi began recounting her life story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan listened, and how to put it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In literary terms, it was a life of constant misfortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Chen Yan’s own words…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This girl must’ve been a broom in her past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Sisi was frail and sickly since childhood; at five, she nearly died from pneumonia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout her life, she constantly suffered minor illnesses—colds, fevers—far more frequently than normal people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she was always getting injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In school PE class, she would inexplicably get hit by a ball or trip while running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking down the street, she’d get hit by bicycles, motorcycles, cars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when crossing the road, carefully checking both ways, watching the traffic light, making sure it was safe before stepping—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d still step straight into a manhole!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even indoors, sitting peacefully watching TV, the ceiling light fixture would suddenly fall and smash onto her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New clothes, worn barely twice, would always be ruined by some accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New phones? Always lost, or broken in a fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The neighbor’s dog, friendly to everyone, wagging its tail, so well-behaved—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment it saw her, it lunged and bit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her family gave her pocket money, and half the time, she’d lose it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—And so, Lu Sisi grew up struggling, learning to live cautiously amid constant hardship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She developed the demeanor of a rabbit, timidly peeking out of its burrow to forage while surrounded by predators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She never wore new clothes—only bought secondhand ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her phones were always secondhand too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She avoided cats and dogs—even though she adored cute puppies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frequent illness and injuries had made her a self-taught medic; her backpack always carried a full supply of medicines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anti-inflammatories, fever reducers, iodine, alcohol, Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, Speedy Heart Rescue Pills!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d even taught herself the single-person Heimlich maneuver!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To save herself if food got stuck in her airway—something that had actually happened multiple times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, at eighteen, Lu Sisi had slowly learned to endure it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most heartbreaking part was human indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since her teenage years, she’d realized one thing: her bad luck was contagious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who got close to her, became friends with her, interacted with her too much—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would inevitably suffer misfortune too: illness, disaster, accidents, one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over time, people noticed the pattern, and she became the dreaded [Bad Omen Star] everyone avoided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No peers wanted to be her friend. No best friends, ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boys all avoided her; not a single one ever showed interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From childhood to now, this cautious, humble girl endured endless, unending loneliness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She eventually stopped trying to make friends at all, growing increasingly timid and weak-willed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a freshman, she’d entered a new school surrounded by new classmates—all the other teens joyfully embracing youth, making new friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she? She locked herself away, kept far from people, and carefully dodged anyone who tried to approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outsiders treated her this way—and so did her own family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Sisi came from a peculiar household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mother was from Jin Ling; her father was from Hong Kong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years ago, Lu Sisi’s father came to Jin Ling to expand his family’s business, met her mother there, fell in love, married, and had Lu Sisi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their parents’ relationship was good at first, and they doted on Lu Sisi—but as her misfortunes piled up and began affecting her family…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over time, even her parents started avoiding her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few years ago, they had another child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her father’s family in Hong Kong still refuses to include Lu Sisi in their family genealogy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why? Because when Lu Sisi was five, her father brought her back to Hong Kong for ancestral worship—and something happened during the ceremony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under adult instruction, the young Lu Sisi knelt before the ancestral tablets and bowed her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she lowered her forehead—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancestral tablets shattered on the spot!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan: “…………”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though this sounds unvirtuous…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… that scene was truly explosive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest—if I were clan chief, I wouldn’t dare let her into the genealogy either!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, my father’s surname is Yang. When I was born, I was called Yang Sisi. But after the genealogy refused to list me, my father’s family pressured him—not to let me keep the Yang surname.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So after I turned six, my family changed my surname to my mother’s, and renamed me Lu Sisi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, Lu Sisi’s eyes filled with tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan sighed, then suddenly remembered something: “People in Hong Kong are superstitious, especially certain families. And Hong Kong is full of occult practices. Didn’t your father’s family, the Yangs, ever hire a master to read your fate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Sisi turned pale, whispering: “Actually… they did. After I shattered the ancestral tablets, when I was five…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders there hired a famous master to examine my destiny.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan perked up: “Oh? What did he say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He… he said I’m… a Seven-Extinction Destiny.” The girl’s face was ashen, her voice trembling: “Seven-Extinction Destiny means my life…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Will sever family ties, sever friendships, sever wealth, sever fortune, sever official luck, sever lifespan, sever offspring.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the Seven Extinctions, Chen Yan couldn’t help but shiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a cruel destiny!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thinking it over, Chen Yan made up his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take out your phone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?” Lu Sisi blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No excuses. Just take it out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan pulled out his own phone and opened WeChat’s payment code: “You have money in your bank account, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl shot him a wary glance, but her gentle nature and timid spirit made her whisper weakly: “Y-yes, I have a little.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Transfer me some money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“???”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl stared wide-eyed at Chen Yan, but lacked the courage to resist, whispering timidly: “H-how much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whatever you want. Three yuan, five yuan—not too little. Thirty thousand, fifty thousand—not too much. It’s up to you.” Chen Yan waved his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, seeing her utterly confused expression, and added kindly: “I’m not trying to scam you. It’s a rule of my cultivation lineage: take money, then do the work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you help someone, you must accept payment—otherwise, you break the rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You just give whatever you can. Any amount’s fine. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl sat stunned, then whispered hesitantly: “I… I don’t have much left. It’s almost the end of the month, and my monthly allowance is almost gone. Two days ago… because of that incident where I broke your friend’s head, I smashed my phone and had to buy a secondhand one. Now my account has almost nothing left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I… I only have four hundred yuan left in my account now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan sighed: “I already said it—give whatever you like, it’s just a matter of fate. Don’t you understand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl lowered her head, her voice faint: “I… I’m afraid it’s not enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chen Yan turned and went to the counter, borrowed paper and pen from the server, and placed them before Lu Sisi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your birthday, your birth chart… never mind, you probably don’t know your birth chart—just write down your birthday and roughly when you were born. I’ll calculate it later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I know my birth chart,” the girl said seriously. “When I had my fortune read before, a master in Hong Kong did my BaZi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, then write both down together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Sisi obediently picked up the pen and began writing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan stood beside her, stroking his chin as he watched the girl—poor thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d been unlucky for eighteen years, and it had made her weak and meek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the girl finished writing, Chen Yan said: “Transfer me a hundred yuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl paused, hesitated slightly, then nodded: “Oh, okay…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Lu Sisi suddenly added: “You got hurt today saving me—your medical fees should be my responsibility.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan’s heart stirred; he looked at the girl deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded: “Right, medical fees… you didn’t mention it, I almost forgot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the rules, a hundred yuan isn’t enough anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One thing is one thing—medical fees are medical fees, and effort fees are effort fees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Give a bit more. A little more…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought for a moment, seeing the girl’s pitiful expression, and sighed helplessly: “Add twenty more. Transfer me a hundred and twenty total.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl looked up at Chen Yan, then fell silent, quietly scanning the code on her phone to transfer the money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when Chen Yan saw the payment notification on his phone did he nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into his inner jacket pocket and pulled out a stack of talismans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were about seven or eight of them, all identical to the one he’d sold to Fang Zong yesterday—all drawn by him at home the day before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take this. Buy a candle, light it, then use your right hand to hold one talisman and set it on fire.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember: when burning the talisman, you must extend your right index and middle fingers, pinch the talisman between the gap of your fingertips, and hold it to the candle flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember this gesture!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, every morning when you wake up, burn one talisman using the method I told you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each talisman should protect you for one day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Use your right hand because men are left, women are right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extending and pressing together the index and middle fingers also has meaning—in finger seals, this gesture is called “Finger Sword.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, activating a talisman requires Qi, but Lu Sisi doesn’t know how to manipulate Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Finger Sword Seal” is one of the few gestures ordinary people can use to stir even a little Qi. (Note 1)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Sisi listened carefully, took the stack of talismans Chen Yan handed her, and her curiosity grew stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What exactly do you do? You feel just like those fengshui masters in Hong Kong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...I’m a great benefactor. I’m here to do charity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan shook his head, wincing in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hurt! So much pain!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same talismans—he sold four to Fang Zong for over three hundred thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight of them to this little girl, and he got one hundred and twenty yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m a great benefactor, damn it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Starting today, my reputation and nickname will be Chen Da Shanren!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s be clear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hundred and twenty yuan you gave me isn’t a loan, isn’t stolen, isn’t scammed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s my fee—you pay me, I do the work for you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You understand this, right? This is my rule. Don’t get it wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan warned Lu Sisi seriously: “Alright, go home now. These talismans will last you over a week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll go back and carefully calculate your destiny and birth chart. See if I can find a way to turn your luck around.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Sisi widened her eyes: “That’s it? You…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You think changing fate is easy? I need time to calculate, to think, to find a solution.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan waved his hand: “Alright, I’m leaving. For the next few days, burn one talisman every morning as I said. I’ll contact you again in a few days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying that, Chen Yan stood up, took his leave, and walked straight out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Sisi watched his back, and curled her lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he said all that…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still felt she’d been tricked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuh wuh wuh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated herself for being so timid…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked for money, and she just obediently transferred it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down at the stack of yellow talismans in her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm… maybe I should try his method today—burn one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, I paid for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she thought this, the coffee shop door burst open and Chen Yan ran back in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no, I forgot something,” Chen Yan rushed to Lu Sisi, smiling at her: “Sorry, just need to take something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Lu Sisi could react, he grabbed her hair—and in a flash of cold light, his fingertip revealed a razor blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strand of her hair was cut off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Lu Sisi could respond, Chen Yan yanked off the bloody bandage on her forehead. The girl cried out in sudden pain as he stuffed the bandage into his plastic bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This has your blood. I need it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After doing this, Chen Yan waved again and ran off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Sisi stood frozen in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Wuh… I still feel tricked!)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Note 1: The “Finger Sword” gesture—I saw it mentioned in some obscure texts; it seems the Xuanmen really has this concept. According to Xuanmen, pointing this gesture at someone drains your own Qi and harms theirs. So if you believe in this, don’t try it casually—it harms both you and others.)\u003C\u002Fp>",2344,"2026-06-20T00:04:18.515Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8f8348962756953aa523f83e4a2f5fcd9d1b7f92d895c890f9c332b027f044c2","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-33","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-31",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-stop-using-your-divine-powers-cover.jpg"]