[{"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-61":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},2275919,4450,"Chapter 61: Chapter Fifty-Four: The Zhen Yu Tai","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-61",61,"\u003Cp>Fang Zong was truly angry now, and the rage was incredibly intense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, although Luo Qing had swindled Fang Zong before, and Fang Zong had been angry then, it had all stayed within normal bounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Fang the Fat had spent many years navigating the world; in the Jianghu, people handle Jianghu affairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world has always been a mix of good and bad—some help you, others deceive you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang the Fat had traveled the Jianghu for years; he had been swindled and betrayed before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all of that could be counted as Jianghu tactics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time was different!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday, Zi Lao came to your door voluntarily to apologize, and willingly agreed to the compensation amount!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a clear sign of yielding and seeking reconciliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang the Fat had generously accepted it, and as for that compensation money… the sum was large, but Fang the Fat took it with complete moral justification!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been swindled by Luo Qing, lost a fortune in business, fallen ill and been hospitalized, broken his leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking that compensation was perfectly justified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, everything had been agreed upon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One day later, they reneged?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was deliberate humiliation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No rules, and they’d actually tricked me?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang the Fat’s temple veins twitched; he gritted his teeth: “Yan Assistant, call Zi Lao. Tell her what happened. Ask this woman—what the hell does she mean?! Does she really think I’m made of mud?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Assistant nodded and turned to leave to make the call, but Fang Zong suddenly shouted: “Wait!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm? Boss, what else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong tapped his fingers on the table and sneered: “Forget calling that woman. No more words with her!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She and that Luo are from the same sect—they’re family, in cahoots.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, did the boss mean “hàng xiè yī qì”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Assistant’s face remained calm: “Boss, then what do we do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong sighed: “We still have to ask Xiao Chen Laoshi… but it’s a pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We just gave him gifts and had dinner last night—now we’re asking him for a favor today. It looks bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It makes us seem like we’re only coming to him because we need something, burning incense for favors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Assistant thought for a moment, cautiously saying: “Boss, are you overthinking it? I think Xiao Chen Laoshi prefers things simple and direct. If you need his help, he’ll expect payment. I doubt he’ll refuse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t understand,” Fang Zong shook his head. “I don’t want my relationship with Xiao Chen Laoshi to become a transaction. I want to be his friend, do you get it? Too bad—no one else can handle this. I have to turn to Xiao Chen Laoshi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zong narrowed his eyes, thinking: “Yan Assistant, can you think of a way to make Xiao Chen Laoshi owe me a favor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Assistant probed Fang Zong’s thoughts: “Appeal to his interests?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, that’s a good idea. The best way to befriend someone is to appeal to their interests. Think—can you find any way? We know too little about Xiao Chen Laoshi to know what he likes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(He likes money), Yan Assistant muttered inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Assistant had clearly seen Chen Yan’s love for money before—when he’d first asked him to perform the ritual, Chen Yan had been reluctant, but as soon as the payment was mentioned as one month’s rent, his face lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they raised it to half a year’s property fees…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man loved money—that was Yan Assistant’s conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… who doesn’t love money?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can’t just show up every day with a bag of cash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, since he held Fang Zong’s salary, Yan Assistant strained his mind for a moment—and remembered something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, I just remembered something. The agent who handled Xiao Chen Laoshi’s rental of your house… seems to be an old acquaintance of his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I handled the contract signing that day. I overheard them talking—they were classmates in college.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?” Fang Zong’s eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Assistant murmured: “Should I… contact the agent?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, good idea. Don’t pry. Just find out what Xiao Chen Laoshi likes, who or what he cares about.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After waking up, Chen Yan spent the entire morning busy in the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Spirit Gathering Array had been destroyed by Gu Qingyi; Chen Yan had already called the unscrupulous stone dealer to order more engraved green stone slabs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Chen Yan called, the unscrupulous dealer was overjoyed—he’d originally agreed to deliver one hundred white jade plaques to Chen Yan a few days later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then Chen Yan had encountered the Seven-Day Catastrophe, turned off his phone. The stone dealer had called daily with no answer, assuming the deal had been canceled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After returning, Chen Yan had been caught up in one thing after another and nearly forgotten the jade plaque order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when the Spirit Gathering Array was damaged and he needed replacement materials did he remember to contact the unscrupulous dealer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dealer was very agreeable on the phone, even telling Chen Yan he had stock on hand—the man always kept extra inventory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he’d cut the fifty green stone slabs for the last order, he’d cut a few extra, just in case any broke during carving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those spare slabs still sat in the warehouse, just uncarved with runes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon receiving Chen Yan’s call, the stone dealer patted his chest and promised to deliver them within two days—along with the hundred white jade plaques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That morning, Chen Yan directed Gui Geng to clear away the broken array stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poor Gui Geng spent the entire morning as a laborer—these stones had once stolen mountain Qi, forcing him to run back and forth; he silently cursed Chen Yan countless times: “Wretched bastard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Chen Yan directed Gui Geng to tidy the courtyard, he paused to rest—and noticed Gu Xiaoniang had somehow moved a chair into the middle of the grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her small frame slumped into it, lying loosely, eyes half-closed, unsure whether she was sleeping or practicing some mysterious technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For two hours, Gu Xiaoniang didn’t move at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a pity, Chen Yan thought, glancing at her with a sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a pretty girl, yet she’d turned into a Gu You lie-down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curious, Chen Yan walked over and gently kicked the chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...” Gu Qingyi opened her eyes and looked at Chen Yan calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing here? You haven’t moved all morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qingyi paused, then answered softly: “I’m sunbathing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Chen Yan raised an eyebrow and instinctively looked up at the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was sunny, it was winter—the sun above looked bright, but its warmth was negligible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add to that the northwest wind blowing today—any ordinary person sitting outside for half a day in this weather would be lucky not to catch a cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today’s high is only three degrees,” Chen Yan frowned. “What’s so good about this sun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t understand,” Gu Qingyi glanced at Chen Yan, then looked up at the sun, speaking with sincere earnestness: “The sunlight here… is warm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan had been about to joke, but suddenly noticed Gu Qingyi’s gaze was unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl stared at the sky’s sun, that faint warmth… yet in her eyes, there was something…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enjoyment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan felt confused—had he misread her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at this delicate, slightly alluring girl, her eyes revealed something quietly heartrending—he didn’t know where it came from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought for a moment, returned to the villa, and came back out holding two steaming mugs of milk tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fang Zong sent some New Year gifts—two boxes of good tea, and we had milk in the fridge. I tried making two cups of milk tea. Try my special milk green tea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan shoved a mug into Gu Qingyi’s hands; she took it, hesitated, took a tiny sip—and instantly, her alluring eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This girl loves sweetness!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan made his conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d added half a spoon extra sugar to the milk tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Chen Yan smiled easily, pulled over another chair, and placed it near Gu Qingyi’s, sinking into it just as she had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, milk tea in one hand, northwest wind in the other—this was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure torture, wasn’t it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan glanced curiously at Gu Qingyi—and found her still looking utterly content and delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In your realm, can’t you get sunlight?” Chen Yan asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We can,” Gu Qingyi opened her eyes, then closed them again, murmuring: “In spring on Peach Blossom Mountain, the wind and sun are warm. They say the sunset at Er Long Bay is beautiful. In summer on Luo Chuan Plain, people bathe in the Heavenly River to escape the heat… but I’ve never seen any of it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Never seen them?” Chen Yan asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qingyi shook her head: “I’m a Gu. Our family’s cultivation method follows the Path of War—no skill in spells, only focused on offense. I trained in war arts since childhood; after my coming-of-age ceremony at fifteen, I was sent to the Zhen Yu Tai…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan’s heart sank: “Zhen Yu Tai? That name doesn’t sound pleasant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qingyi’s eyes showed a faint coldness: “Indeed. It’s not a pleasant place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gazed at the sun with complex eyes, as if recalling something, and whispered: “That place… the sky is always gray, never seeing the sun or the moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All year round, no day, no night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At every moment, gales like steel blades slash against your body—if you don’t stay indoors, even cultivators must constantly channel their Qi to resist, or else those gales will shred skin and flesh like countless knives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I once saw a man stripped of his cultivation and cast into the wind—he was a whole person, and within moments, the divine wind had reduced him to a skeleton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air is always damp and cold; after breathing it long enough, no matter how much water you drink, your mouth tastes bitter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That place has never known a single trace of warmth…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, maybe I shouldn't say it that way...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Xiaoniang suddenly paused, a faint, almost manic smile on her face, before whispering softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because when blood sprays onto your face, you can still feel a bit of warmth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>",1692,"2026-06-20T00:04:18.515Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3aae127730822f3c2928cac2b565c3fec6c564b2e84dc5ff6d76f2aed44cef4c","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-62","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-60",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-stop-using-your-divine-powers-cover.jpg"]