[{"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-42":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},2275900,4450,"Chapter 42: Chapter Thirty-Five 【The Seven-Day Catastrophe!】","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-42",42,"\u003Cp>A “Exorcism and Auspiciousness Charm” ignited at his fingertip, then instantly burned to ash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As that wisp of blue smoke curled upward, Chen Yan’s eyes fully cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint icy chill in his bone seams seemed to ease slightly; Chen Yan immediately opened his Heavenly Eye to observe qi, then silently calculated the “Cycle of Destiny,” and seconds later, he gazed at the crown of his head…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That increasingly dense black cloud of misfortune…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I fucking…&&））（*”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overcome with emotion, Chen Yan burst into curses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t panic!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not yet! Don’t panic!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan took two deep breaths, burned another “Exorcism and Auspiciousness Charm” on himself, then began carefully calculating his destiny according to the “Cycle of Destiny.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One minute later, Chen Yan was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Five Elements—Wood, Fire, Earth, Metal, Water—all suffered damage!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His destiny was perilous; a rough calculation revealed unceasing bloodshed and disaster…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further calculation showed he had suffered all five losses and seven injuries—every single one!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone now used the Sight-of-Qi technique to observe Chen Yan…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minor calamities and major calamities came one after another!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I fucking…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan laughed bitterly in rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Got it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, when he cast the False Death Technique on Lu Sisi, he deceived the Heavenly Dao’s destiny calculations, and all the misfortune drifted away from her…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Heavenly Dao’s cycle, karma, and retribution!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now it’s all falling back on me, the original culprit?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where’s the surge in merit? Where’s the surge in cultivation?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan carefully observed and recalculated his qi, then slowly calmed his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bad news: the calculation was correct—he faced calamity, with misfortune crushing down upon him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The good news: seven days!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably, the Heavenly Dao’s cycle had assigned all eighteen years of Lu Sisi’s misfortune onto him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eighteen years of misfortune were now to be dumped all at once onto Chen Yan, the original culprit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the calculation method of the “Cycle of Destiny,” Chen Yan determined he had seven days of misfortune ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Chen Yan couldn’t endure the calamity within seven days, he would die and his debts would be erased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he survived the seven days…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he would escape death by great fortune—excellent luck indeed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then would the karmic feedback—his cultivation boost, merit boost, and destiny feedback—arrive all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, is this Heavenly Dao trying to cheat me out of payment by trying to kill me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan stroked his chin, pondering silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first solution Chen Yan instantly thought of was the [False Death Technique].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had used it on Lu Sisi—he could simply apply it to himself, seal his six senses, fake death, and trick the Heavenly Dao’s cycle. The misfortune would naturally recede.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t cast it on himself—not because of any rule restriction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because… if he entered false death and sealed his spiritual awareness, how could he still channel Qi to burn charms on himself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can’t expect a dead man to stand up and light his own fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he found someone else with cultivation and skill…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan didn’t know a single person like that!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And time was urgent—where could he possibly find one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grit your teeth and endure it—it’s only seven days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worst case, it’s just seven days of [Final Destination].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan had one particularly good trait: the bigger the crisis, the calmer and more resolute he became!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he’d decided on a plan, he began rapidly calculating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone under heavy misfortune was, in essence, just in the same state Lu Sisi had been in before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything he did could bring misfortune—and with eighteen years of misfortune compressed into seven days…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be far more intense than Lu Sisi’s daily suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would truly be like the movie [Final Destination].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life-threatening calamities could strike at any moment, any second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, find a safe place—don’t go outside!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Avoid all possible accident-prone [scenarios].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Electricity, water, furniture with sharp corners, objects that could fall and crush you…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan glanced at his own mansion…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four words: Overflowing with hazards!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All kinds of lavish furniture… all kinds of appliances… and of course, natural gas pipes…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So luxurious! So well-equipped!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But also fucking dangerous!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, this place is absolutely out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan immediately abandoned the idea of staying home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly remembered his short-term rental!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan sprang into action, frantically gathering every item he could think of from his home!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan finished preparing and stood up to leave; before stepping out, he slapped another [Exorcism and Auspiciousness Charm] onto himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, it burned away in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chilling aura of misfortune receded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chen Yan felt the charm’s effect weakening!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His misfortune was accumulating faster—each charm now lasted only about five minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hailed a ride-share, got in, and immediately asked: “Driver, can you smoke in your car?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh…” the driver seemed about to say something, but Chen Yan pulled out his phone and scanned the QR code taped to the driver’s seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding. One hundred!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver’s attitude instantly changed: “Brother want a light? I’ll light it for you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drive!” Chen Yan sat in the back, fastening his seatbelt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he lit a cigarette, while his hidden hand beneath his thigh secretly slapped on another charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The charm turned to blue smoke, concealed within the cigarette’s haze—the driver noticed nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drive from home to the short-term rental took only thirty minutes, but Chen Yan slapped eight charms onto himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The charm’s effectiveness continued to decline!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before getting out, Chen Yan calculated that each charm now lasted less than three minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After stepping out, he confirmed the direction of his short-term rental, saw no one on the midnight street, and boldly activated the Command: “Dun” Technique!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He darted across the street like a gust of wind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one breath, he covered hundreds of meters, reached the rental’s door, fished out his key, opened it, and immediately applied another charm to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He yanked the circuit breaker—removed the fuses entirely!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tightened every faucet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not enough—he shut off the main water valve!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took the bedsheet, tore it apart, and wrapped every sharp corner of the cabinets and tables—sealed them tightly with leftover tape, creating soft padding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the ceiling light, removed it, and threw out the bulb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Think again… think again… what else…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Food and drink…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apartment still had a box of instant noodles and a box of bottled water he hadn’t touched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the next seven days, I won’t even turn on the stove!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll chew dry instant noodles every day!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirsty? Drink bottled water!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’ll be hard, no doubt—but survival comes first!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way, Lu Sisi said experience must be chewed slowly, or you might choke or get it stuck in your windpipe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, I brought regular medicine too—anti-inflammatory, fever-reducing, bruise and trauma remedies…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I have no underlying health issues—no heart disease, no high blood pressure, nothing like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misfortune, even as a magical attack, cannot create something from nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan’s mind raced through every possibility, then got up and locked every door and window in the house!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The windows were already closed; these old-style windows had metal grilles, very sturdy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan thought for a moment, then tore apart the room’s chair with his bare hands, pulled out a few wooden slats, and nailed them over the windows with hammer and nails!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each end of the wooden slats was padded with material taken from a dismantled quilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gathered every sharp or potentially dangerous object in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowls, chopsticks, knives… everything was packed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he wrapped them and threw them into the trash bin outside the house!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned inside and locked the front door from within!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From now on, I’m not leaving this room again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll fight the Dao of Heaven to the death for seven days!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the first day, Chen Yan spent the entire day lying on the big bed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He got up only a few times to use the toilet. The water valve was shut off, but the toilet tank still had water; Chen Yan used it sparingly, flushing only after several uses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew that once the tank emptied, tomorrow he wouldn’t even have water to flush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried not to leave the bed; when hungry, he opened a packet of instant noodles, gnawed them dry, and drank just a sip or two—less food, less water, to reduce toilet trips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the evening, he suddenly heard a squeaking sound from the corner of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking down, he saw a rat dart away in a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan sneered, walked over, and gently pushed open the cabinet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the wall, a patch of plaster had cracked open—and a section of wiring had already been gnawed through by the rat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Good thing I thought ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan silently felt relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had turned off the circuit breaker and removed the fuses!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, there might have been an accident—[rat gnaws through wiring, short circuit, fire]?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At midnight, a shelf in the room suddenly fell!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That shelf had held the household bowls, chopsticks, and kitchen knives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this had happened normally, shards of bowls—or even a kitchen knife—might have flown off…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And possibly struck someone still asleep in bed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the second day, Chen Yan went to the toilet—pinching his nose as he entered; two days without flushing, even in this cold weather, had made it unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Chen Yan stood up, the toilet tank suddenly fell and smashed on the floor, cracking open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan stared silently at the scene…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he hadn’t shut off the water valve, the tank would have still contained water, which would have spilled everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might have slipped on the wet floor and fallen…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carefully examined the broken tank—sure enough, the rubber seals and screws had aged and fallen off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the third day, Chen Yan was lying on the bed, chewing on instant noodles, when suddenly the ceiling above the light fixture collapsed, and a wire dangled down!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan looked up, silently staring at the dangling wire, his gaze cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had already removed the ceiling light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, if the light had still been there, it would’ve fallen on my head—and if it had still been electrified… Hmph!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the fourth, fifth, sixth day…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until 11 p.m. on the sixth day!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan had barely slept at all—this situation was like a knife across his throat; how could he sleep?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He relied on daily meditation to circulate Qi, occasionally dozing off, but waking instantly after a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned off his phone to conserve battery, saving it for the final day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even bring a power bank—something that could explode or catch fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan now couldn’t even tell the exact time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his extreme caution, he still suffered a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That afternoon, while he was exhausted and asleep, the bed collapsed! Later inspection revealed it was due to the frame’s aging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his sleep, he rolled sideways—luckily, he remained alert; the moment he sensed trouble, he instantly shifted his body!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with such quick reflexes, he still got injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A nail from the collapsing bed frame had protruded and stabbed straight into Chen Yan’s hand…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he hadn’t blocked it with his palm, the nail would’ve pierced his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cleaned the wound with iodine and alcohol—he wasn’t afraid of tetanus… he still had one more day of bad luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tetanus couldn’t develop within a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After tomorrow ends, all misfortune will vanish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the seventh day, when the sun rose, Chen Yan was disheveled, his face greasy with oil; his hair hadn’t been washed in days and was slick with grease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t brushed his teeth in days and his mouth tasted foul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had one packet of instant noodles left—this was already rationed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One bottle of mineral water remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These supplies should be enough to last through the final day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan’s body was already growing weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For days, he ate and drank little, chewing instant noodles and drinking cold water, and even reduced his intake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he was starving, weak, and drained—though he continuously circulated Qi to nourish his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… he hadn’t yet reached the realm of fasting from food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He circulated Qi and used the “Qi and Fortune Cycle” to calculate his fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six hours remained—twelve hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan lay on the bed, deciding he wouldn’t move from this spot for the next twelve hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Technically, the bed had collapsed; now the mattress lay directly on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had moved the bed frame into the toilet, because its broken wooden edges and protruding nails were dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire morning passed in perfect calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan felt puzzled: Could the Dao of Heaven have run out of tricks?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That makes sense…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magical attacks can only strike magically; they can’t directly act on me. I’ve removed all physical hazards that could harm me—so the Dao of Heaven probably has no way left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, Chen Yan began to run a fever, then his stomach started to ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay on the bed, glaring fiercely out the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on! Come on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You want to force me out by giving me a fever, make me go to the hospital?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I won’t!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll tough out the fever!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stomach pain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve eaten and drunk so little these past days—even if you make me have diarrhea, I’ve got nothing left to shit!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hahahahahaha!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were bloodshot as he cursed fiercely; after six days with less than ten hours of sleep, his spirit was at its breaking point—and yet he had become manic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fever left him dazed for two hours, but by evening, it had broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Chen Yan had predicted, the stomach pain ended after he let out two loud farts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his hand wound was growing increasingly painful. He looked—it was swollen and red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the wound was infected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan sneered: “Hmph, only four hours left! Even if it’s infected, even if it’s tetanus, it won’t kill me in four hours! Useless! Useless! I won’t go out!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though mentally agitated, Chen Yan clung to one unshakable thought: Even if the wound infection led to sepsis or other severe illnesses—even if it could cause amputation or death—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It couldn’t happen within four hours!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once tomorrow arrives, my fate returns to normal, and the Dao of Heaven cannot let me be amputated or die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because my normal fate holds no destiny of violent death or limb loss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s like using an ancient imperial sword to execute a modern official!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final four-hour countdown ticked away, second by second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very end, Chen Yan even turned on his phone, so he could clearly see the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the final half-hour arrived, the air seemed to fall silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was the bitter cold of winter, Chen Yan felt a faint warmth inside the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already past eight at night; Chen Yan sat on the bed, silently counting the time, his eyes red as he stared at his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost there, almost there…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a few more minutes…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hah! Heaven itself has finally given up on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is what they call man conquering fate…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the fuck!!!???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Chen Yan felt the bed beneath him shift slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then twice, then three times…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, the entire house began to shake!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shit, earthquake!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: I’ll say it for you: this quake lasted twenty-four hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{Two chapters for today are done—votes please!!}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This chapter is 4,600 characters—type “Dancing Long and Hard” on the public screen!}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>",2608,"2026-06-20T00:04:18.515Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","970b97a84706593370e76af472e31843261eba0685026730676d5fb4c11e761d","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-43","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-41",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-stop-using-your-divine-powers-cover.jpg"]