[{"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-57":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},2275915,4450,"Chapter 57: Chapter Fifty: Chen Yan","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-57",57,"\u003Cp>Chen Yan went to the antique and folk customs street in Chengdong, found a folk woodenware shop, and as soon as he stepped inside, a shop assistant rushed forward to greet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, what would you like to see?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan paused for a moment: “Can you customize wooden items?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course. We have our own workshop with master craftsmen who hand-carve everything. What item did you have in mind?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan: “... A spirit tablet. Can you make one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant showed no surprise—they dealt in custom woodenware of all kinds, including spirit tablets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Chen Yan’s clear intent, the assistant’s smile grew more genuine—this deal was highly likely to close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Certainly, sir! I have several styles and sizes for you to choose from, and you can also select the wood based on price...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, surprisingly, he pulled out a tablet, opened his photo album, and showed Chen Yan the designs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan took it, scrolled through a few options, picked one that looked plain and standard, and chose a mid-range wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After paying, as he left his contact details, the assistant casually added: “Are you preparing for ancestral worship this year-end? We also sell other ritual items...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need. Not for ancestral worship.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s for a wedding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan turned and walked out without another word, leaving the assistant standing there, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The New Year had just passed, and the Spring Festival was drawing near; the antique street was busier than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan wandered a while longer and bought some incense and candles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also visited a wedding dress shop to ask if they could customize a traditional Chinese bride’s outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shop owner suggested Chen Yan bring the bride in for measurements, but if that was inconvenient, they could send a tailor to his home—for an extra fee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan took the owner’s phone number and decided to discuss it with Gu Xiaoniang when he got home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving, the owner tried to upsell, saying his shop could also arrange full wedding services.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master of ceremonies, wedding cars, venue decoration, photography... one-stop service!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan flatly refused and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wedding services?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You couldn’t handle my wedding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he so much as told the owner he was arranging a ghost marriage,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the owner would think he was insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepping out of the bridal shop, Chen Yan stood on the street, feeling a deep sense of exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Am I really this unlucky?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m only twenty-two!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve never even been married myself! My first time organizing a wedding is for my dead father’s ghost marriage?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who’d believe that? Where’s the justice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, Master Zi has arrived!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Li said as he opened the door. Fang Zong slowly rose from his chair: “Please bring him in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, the woman in purple entered slowly, still wearing a hand-embroidered qipao, high heels, and glasses perched on her nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though still harboring some resentment, the man in him couldn’t help but glance at her a second time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His previous eagerness to curry favor with Master Zi wasn’t just because he sensed her spiritual power... wasn’t there also a touch of male desire involved?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he dared not act on it—Master Zi was a true cultivator—but such a stunning, mature beauty, who wouldn’t enjoy a second look?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fang Zong, sorry to disturb you,” the woman in purple said, stepping in with a smile and extending her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong limped over and gestured warmly for her to sit on the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few pleasantries, he began brewing tea, skillfully arranging the teaware on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, the woman in purple pulled something from her bag and placed it gently on the table, sliding it toward Fang Zong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong squinted, feigning confusion: “Master Zi, what’s this mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, I’ve come to apologize,” the woman said politely. “My sect has been unfortunate to produce Luo Qing—a crude man. He acted disrespectfully toward you and did many improper things. I introduced him to you, so I bear some responsibility.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong’s smile faded. He stared calmly at the woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman continued: “I returned to Jin Ling last night and thoroughly questioned him. I’ve punished him severely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He is now confined to his quarters in reflection, and I’ve ordered Lu Yun Zhai to shut down for six months.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I know you’re still upset. I don’t know if this is enough to make up for the losses Luo Qing caused you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take a look. If it’s not enough, tell me how much more you want.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman lowered her posture—because upon entering, seeing the office’s furnishings, she realized she might have found the right person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either someone had been hired to beat Luo Qing, or a high-level cultivator had been brought in to deal with him. One of those two things must involve this Fang Zong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because as soon as she entered, she noticed every piece of office furniture, every bookshelf—everything had been replaced!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the golden toads and other wealth-attracting trinkets were gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d known Fang Zong for years—he was a shrewd, accounting-obsessed man. He wouldn’t spend this much unless there was a special reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly... the incense burner was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when she’d asked Yan Li for a visit today, though polite, the man’s tone lacked the former warmth and flattery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Putting the clues together, Master Zi suddenly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong set down his teapot, wiped his hands with a cloth, then calmly picked up the item on the desk and glanced at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bank draft for three million.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Zi, I don’t understand your meaning,” Fang Zong leaned back against the sofa, meeting her gaze evenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman in purple smiled faintly: “Are you dissatisfied with this compensation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. We’ve known each other for years. You’ve helped me several times. I truly don’t understand what you mean by ‘apology.’” Fang Zong continued to evade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fang Zong, let’s stop playing games,” Master Zi said slowly. “I’ve come with full sincerity. Luo Qing’s actions were not my doing. You’ve known me for years—you know my character.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong nodded, giving a thumbs-up: “Aside from that, Master Zi’s character—this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You flatter me,” the woman smiled politely. “Luo Qing is from my sect. I can’t pretend I didn’t see what he did. Publicly, his actions violate morality—I, as a fellow disciple, must intervene and punish him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Privately... he betrayed my trust and deceived my friend—you, Fang Zong. I must come here to apologize.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong nodded—this was the right way to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You couldn’t just mumble an apology and sweep things under the rug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this woman knew how to talk—she came to plead for Luo Qing, yet spoke as if siding with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman was truly formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder, over the years in Jin Ling, among cultivators, she was the most renowned, able to connect with high officials and wealthy merchants—beyond her real ability, her emotional intelligence and social finesse were equally high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, of course, a fully ripe beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since Master Zi has spoken plainly, if I still danced around, I’d be treating you as anything but a friend,” Fang Zong sighed slowly. “We’ve known each other for years. I’ve always turned to you for guidance. This time... Luo Qing went too far.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed to his leg: “I’m still in a cast!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last month, I fell ill for no reason, was hospitalized, nearly died.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then my business suffered—a truck overturned, losses of several million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong glanced at the woman: “Master Zi, only because of our past friendship am I even willing to meet you today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman in purple remained calm, nodding: “Given your losses, Fang Zong, you’ve been remarkably generous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief pause, she picked up the bank draft and tore it in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she took a filigree enamel pen from her bag, wrote a new number on a slip of paper, and slid it toward Fang Zong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you think of this amount?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong glanced at it, and a faint smile appeared on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman nodded: “Tomorrow, Lu Yun Zhai will transfer this sum to your company account—as a consulting fee. Is that acceptable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. I’ll have Yan Li contact Lu Yun Zhai for the invoice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Zi exhaled in relief—his acceptance of the money meant the matter was closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she felt a pang of regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, she’d subtly tested him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paying via company account?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had been a personal account, it would’ve meant their private relationship could continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fang Zong agreed immediately, even insisted on an invoice...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant... no more private ties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The matter ends here—strictly business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From now on, each walks their own path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a pity...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Fang isn’t among the richest or most powerful of his clients, but he has connections most people don’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the years, I’ve benefited quite a bit from his support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Director Fang is deeply superstitious and places the most trust in me; other clients merely go through ceremonial motions—they don’t truly believe in me. Business is business, and it’s hard to build real relationships afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Director Fang is by far the easiest to work with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman in purple stood up, her tone gentle: “Then I won’t keep you any longer, Director Fang. Next time we meet, I’ll host a banquet to thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re too kind,” Director Fang also rose. “My legs aren’t steady—I won’t see you out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the woman in purple turned to leave, she suddenly looked up and noticed a crude-looking copper compass on the antique shelf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart stirred; she stepped closer to examine it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The craftsmanship was rough, the material ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she could sense a faint, subtle fluctuation of spiritual energy emanating from it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Fang, you’ve acquired another fine treasure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Fang glanced at her and laughed lightly. “A gift from a friend. Your own collection is far more dazzling—if you’re willing to part with any pieces, I’d gladly pay top price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing she wouldn’t get any answers, the woman in purple dropped the matter and took her leave with polite farewells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After seeing her off, Director Fang sat back on the sofa, a faint smile of satisfaction creeping onto his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Chen truly is brilliant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just one move, he made Zi Lao—the top occultist in Jin Ling—come to his door to apologize and compensate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this woman immediately recognized Master Chen’s compass as a treasure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Chen is truly a master!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up a white cloth, took down the compass from the shelf, and carefully wiped it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, Secretary Yan entered: “Boss, I’ve seen Zi Lao off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Tomorrow, a payment will come from their side. Once you receive it, have finance issue them an invoice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.” Secretary Yan didn’t understand why, but his calm nature kept him from asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Yan,” Director Fang asked softly, “what do you think of Master Chen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Secretary Yan thought for a moment: “He’s clearly capable—and easy to deal with.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, capable, yes—but what do you mean by ‘easy to deal with’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Secretary Yan paused, then chose his words carefully: “Boss, over the years, I’ve met many ‘Masters’ with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those Masters—they all spoke and acted in circles, shrouded in mystery.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This young Master Chen is different. Probably because he’s young—he speaks and acts simply and directly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he likes, what he dislikes, what he can do, what he can’t do—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he wants, what conditions he demands—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything is laid out plainly. Dealing with him isn’t exhausting—you don’t have to guess or second-guess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Fang pondered: “Hmm… not exhausting. That’s an interesting assessment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Secretary Yan continued: “This young Master Chen also cares about money. Well, all those Masters do—but they pretend not to. He just states his terms outright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I think he’s straightforward and simple, dislikes empty formalities.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boss, if you want to befriend him, we should be direct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I think he’s not a bad man—if you treat him well, he’ll remember it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Fang slapped his forehead: “Yes, yes! I’ve dealt with too many of these ‘masters’—I’ve gotten used to their cryptic ways! You’ve reminded me: with someone like young Master Chen, we must show goodwill directly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked his phone and immediately said: “Go pick out a set of our New Year gifts! Then prepare the car—I’m visiting young Master Chen!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What level of gift should we prepare?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t we already prepare a set for Director Zhao? Take that one first—we’ll get another ready for him later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>",2093,"2026-06-20T00:04:18.515Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ef243f372a98cfb69eb8d4ea36a98e0fc7e9e500f30917dcb175b26554f72cec","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-58","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-56",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-stop-using-your-divine-powers-cover.jpg"]