[{"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-5":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},2275863,4450,"Chapter 5: Chapter Five: She Came from the Mountains (Bonus Chapter)","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-5",5,"\u003Cp>Good grandchild:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’ve always thought Grandma was a fraud, a charlatan witch—now, do you finally believe me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad you won’t get to see the look on your face when you’re humiliated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, you refused to learn from me; now, I suppose you’re willing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s something I need to tell you: money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s right—Grandma is actually quite wealthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you think I helped someone like Xiao Ma with his fortune-telling for free?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But our sect has a rule: money earned within the sect cannot be spent by outsiders—not even by closest blood relatives. It invites a curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So although Grandma has money, you stubbornly refused to join my sect, and thus… from childhood to now, you had to save up days’ worth of breakfast money just to buy a crappy comic book. Grandma saw it all, and inside…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, I was secretly delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Chen Yan reading the letter: “@#……%￥&……%”)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, good grandchild, you must regret it, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listen to Grandma—join my sect, inherit my legacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The money I left you, you may spend it however you wish, use it however you please.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is that good?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember this well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the chest, there are three things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, it’s our sect’s secret scripture—every skill is written in that book. Study it well. Fortunately, since childhood, I taught you all those Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches arts, so your foundation is already laid. Learn on your own, slowly, don’t rush, you’ll master it eventually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, it’s money—there’s a bank account inside. Find it. All the valuable things I left you are there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the third, this is crucial! Grandma left you a candle—a white one, yes, only half a stick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember: when you face a dire peril, a threshold you cannot cross, in your moment of crisis, light this candle! It will naturally save you from disaster and turn misfortune into fortune!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is Grandma’s gift to keep you alive—guard it well! Never use it unless absolutely necessary!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, at parting, I’ve become overly wordy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good grandchild, don’t cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m afraid you can’t cry anymore now, can you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s all the letter says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cry?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan really can’t cry anymore now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How much sorrow is left in his heart?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandma… is she dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Have you ever seen a corpse greeted by black-and-white attendants, with people kneeling to bow in deep reverence?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And… returning to take up a post.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandma didn’t die—she was promoted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s like a tragic drama turned into a wish-fulfillment novel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mean, if you’re in this situation, don’t go telling me you’re going to die—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just say outright you’ve transcended your tribulation and ascended!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The half-stick white candle was found first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like an ordinary half-stick of white wax—turned over and over, no peculiar features could be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember Grandma’s last words: don’t light it unless absolutely necessary—it’s a life-saving item, keep it close to your body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A book filled with strange talismans was found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this thing fell into the outside world, a hundred people would all fail to understand it—but to Chen Yan’s eyes, he could roughly grasp its meaning—after all, since age ten, Grandma had tricked him into memorizing all sorts of nonsense like Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches numerology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the third item was what Grandma mentioned: her great wealth and the massive inheritance she left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a slip of paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On it was written a long string of [bank account], English letters and numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The problem? He couldn’t read it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan knew all the domestic banks—ICBC, ABC, BOC, CCB, CMB—none of their account numbers had English letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uh… Grandma, you didn’t leave me a game account, did you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But accompanying this account was a strange metal key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a key with a hexagonal socket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at Grandma’s portrait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm… Grandma liked to tease him, but she wouldn’t sink this low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ran into the room and pulled out his phone to go online!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bypass the firewall!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several minutes, Chen Yan, through patterns of the account and images of the key’s shape, confirmed one thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really was a bank account and user identifier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The problem? It belonged to a centuries-old private bank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Located in…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hongcheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan rubbed his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wow, our Grandma actually went to Hong Kong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the borderlands between northeastern Longguo and Luzhou’s Beizhou, a place locals call [Jinding Mountain].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, that’s the official map name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locals call it: Naitouzi Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath its towering ridges, a winding valley path winds through, lush and dense with greenery above and below, the path itself half-hidden, half-revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a cold wind swept through, and a slender figure glided slowly from within the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her figure flowed gracefully, yet she wore plain clothes: a simple blouse with tight-cuffed cotton trousers, utterly out of place for this era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her hand, she carried a woven snake-skin sack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fair, rosy face, which should have held sweet, alluring features, carried a faint chill; her slender eyebrows slightly arched, turning what was once a captivating peach-blossom face into one edged with three parts menace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her thick, glossy black hair—enough to make countless girls envious—was braided into a clumsy, mismatched thick plait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl stepped out of the valley path, walking about twenty paces before suddenly stopping, turning to study the path behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice should have been soft and sweet—the kind men adore—but instead, it was icy, utterly unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the green thickets of the mountain path behind her, two small heads popped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was a half-grown boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes; the other, a little girl with twin buns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both made faces at the girl ahead, then the boy grumbled: “Fourth sister, don’t forget to bring us something good from outside this time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s face darkened: “Go back, go back—if you miss the time, you won’t make it back to the realm. Do you want to become lonely ghosts in these mountains?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The half-grown boy shrank his head in fear, but the twin-bun girl wasn’t afraid—she clapped her hands and laughed loudly: “Fourth sister, may your banner fly high and your horse arrive victorious! You’ll surely drag that Chen family dog back for trial!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl named Gu Sijie shot her a sharp glance, a faint blush rising on her cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, she whispered softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t blurt out nonsense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twin-bun girl wasn’t fazed—she shouted right back: “Third uncle said, don’t be too harsh outside, hold back your temper, don’t cause trouble or hurt people. You need to smile more!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Sijie looked at the twin-bun girl, then at the half-grown boy: “While I’m gone, you two watch the home. Tell your uncles: before the next blood tide, I’ll return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she slung the sack over her shoulder and waved her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, thick greenery surged from the valley, pressing the two children back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within a few breaths, the once half-visible valley path vanished entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having finished, Gu Sijie raised her head to gaze at the sky, a cold expression on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen family, you’d better behave and let me drag you back!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About an hour later, the girl emerged from the mountains and arrived at a small county train station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her entire outfit, utterly out of sync with the times, screamed rural backwardness—this was 2024, in Jiangsu, even villagers didn’t wear cotton blouses and tight-cuffed trousers anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And besides—2024! Who the hell walks around carrying a snake-skin sack?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this girl wore it, and her naturally alluring features now radiated an odd, distinctive aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the real issue…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Why do their ID cards look like plastic shells? They’re not the same as the one Third Uncle made for me?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[That little metal box the man held up to his face—was that what Third Uncle called a “big brother”? But I didn’t hear it was this small!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that person… is that a television in their hand? But there’s no power cord or outlet—do they just walk around watching it like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That woman at the door—out in winter and wearing such a short skirt, her thighs exposed? What kind of decorum is this!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl was stunned…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The world outside is nothing like what Uncle San described!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(This chapter is an extra update.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday I stated the update time, and many readers voiced objections, saying noon updates weren’t good—so we’ll change it to:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every day, at 8 a.m., two chapters in a row. OK?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please follow, recommend, and collect~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>",1422,"2026-06-20T00:04:18.515Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","fe7739a1a0c7aba0ab3032fe057a8b78112ba15c7d4c3ec3880b6b3b9b10138c","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-6","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-4",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-stop-using-your-divine-powers-cover.jpg"]