[{"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-66":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},2275924,4450,"Chapter 66: Chapter Fifty-Nine: [Playing by No Rules?]","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>The next morning, Luo Qing left the teahouse, arranged a meeting with a contractor, and, while the man hadn’t yet returned to his hometown for the New Year, asked him to bring his crew to Luoyunzhai to inspect the site and estimate the cost of rebuilding the west wing and main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had drunk his morning tea before leaving, driven his car all the way to the commercial district, but after parking, as he walked toward Luoyunzhai, he saw from afar the contractor he’d arranged to meet standing at the shop’s entrance with his crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Qing staggered over, greeted them, unlocked the door, and led the contractor’s men through the shop toward the back courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The west wing of the third courtyard collapsed, and half the main hall fell too—take a look and tell me how much it’ll cost to renovate…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, they reached the third courtyard, and Luo Qing suddenly fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The contractor behind him stared at the “back courtyard,” then glanced questioningly at this Mr. Luo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… Mr. Luo, didn’t you tell me something different before? This isn’t renovation—it’s total reconstruction, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Luo Qing’s eyes, the third courtyard behind his own Luoyunzhai…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from the courtyard walls still standing intact, the collapsed west wing remained exactly as it had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The east wing had been flattened into a pile of broken bricks and shattered tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the main hall… it had originally collapsed only halfway; now the roof and walls were entirely gone, leaving only a few pillars stubbornly standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Luo, this job’s huge—your original quote won’t cut it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Luo, these buildings are all heritage-style structures owned by the street—do you even have official permission to rebuild?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And, Mr. Luo, if it’s street property, I need an entry permit just to do repairs—I’m afraid I’ll get caught if I don’t…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also, Mr. Luo, will the rebuilt structure have to match the surrounding buildings in style and design? I heard the authorities have strict rules for these kinds of places…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey! Mr. Luo! Mr. Luo, what’s wrong? Mr. Luo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the contractor kept babbling, he saw Luo Qing suddenly collapse face-first onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rushed over and saw Mr. Luo lying there, face pale, lips trembling, muttering something incoherently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning closer, he finally made out the words:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My money… my money… my money…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan was having breakfast with Gu Xiaoniang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soy milk and vegetable buns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These vegetable buns were excellent—filling of greens and wood ear mushrooms, tossed in sesame oil, bursting with flavor with every bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qingyi drank only one cup of soy milk, but devoured eight buns the size of fists in one go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan watched, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pack a few more to take home—they’ll make a perfect lunch,” Gu Qingyi said after finishing, wiping her mouth and looking at Chen Yan with slight embarrassment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, buy them—just a few buns. Supporting elders is a traditional virtue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way, I almost forgot to ask—last night you tore down that house so skillfully. Have you done this before?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way, Chen Yan carried a large bag of buns beside Gu Qingyi, and suddenly remembered to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qingyi’s gaze drifted again toward the distance, as if she hadn’t heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan didn’t think much of it—he sent two photos to Fang Laoban via WeChat: actual shots of Luoyunzhai’s back courtyard, now completely flattened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one was beaten, but the house was leveled—surely that’d leave Luo Qing badly shaken?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, moments later, Fang Zong replied with a thumbs-up emoji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning to the villa district, as Chen Yan neared his own gate, he saw a truck parked at the entrance of another villa down the street, its side marked with the words “Joyful Move.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several uniformed movers were busy hauling furniture out from the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The neighbors are moving out,” Chen Yan glanced over. “This place has good feng shui—why leave?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qingyi glanced over and suddenly said: “Didn’t you say this house you’re in is rented? Since the neighbors are gone, why not ask if it’s for sale? Buy it if you can.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No money,” Chen Yan shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only a little over a million in cash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm… but those gold bars and jade and gems in the Hong Kong vault could be sold—find a way to get them back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few million in gold didn’t seem like much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those jades were worth a fortune—Chen Yan hadn’t understood them at first, but after studying the “Art of Artifact Appraisal” from the book, he’d slowly begun to recognize their value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most valuable item in the old lady’s vault wasn’t the gold bars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the jade collection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling his memory, Chen Yan still remembered the quality and translucency of those jades—they were excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And… maybe among them were one or two treasures like finger rings?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, Chen Yan had asked Gu Xiaoniang to examine one such ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her reaction was direct: “I don’t understand. Can’t tell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right—she studied combat arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone who sold seafood once said: warriors are crude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back home, Chen Yan sat in meditation to circulate Qi, while Gu Qingyi dragged a chair into the courtyard to bask in the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After practicing the Qi Circulation Method several times, it was already afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At noon, Gu Xiaoniang, being considerate, didn’t disturb the young master practicing, instead eating a few buns herself—she’d learned to use the gas stove, reheating them in the steamer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villa’s original basement had been converted by Chen Yan into a training room. Sitting on a meditation cushion, he felt the Qi Circulation Method had reached today’s limit—his body could hold no more Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This cultivation method required gradual progress: daily circulation of Qi into the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each day’s gentle nourishment would raise his cultivation while continuously refining his body, slowly expanding its capacity for Qi over time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his own estimation, Chen Yan could now practice the method six times daily. After six rounds, his container was full—no more Qi could be absorbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with daily practice, the container expanded at an extremely slow, incremental pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan roughly calculated: at this rate, in about half a year, his daily limit would rise from six to nine rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Gu Qingyi, this pace was already exceptional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chen Yan certainly wouldn’t be satisfied…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I can cheat, why waste time grinding levels and fighting monsters?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slipped the ring onto his left thumb and resumed Qi circulation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ninth round!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, as Qi entered his body, he felt a faint resistance—he couldn’t absorb any more. But Chen Yan’s method was simple: he let the Qi flow along the method’s meridian path, circulate once inside his body, then directly channel it into the ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This single circuit meant the Qi passed through his body without being stored—his capacity was still too small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But by routing it through the ring, the Qi gained an extra pass of cleansing and nourishing his flesh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And under the method’s influence, this cleansing was refined and harmless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike what Gu Qingyi described—being placed in a Spirit Gathering Array as its core, where raw Qi brutally pounded him into a muscle-bound brute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By evening, Gu Qingyi, curious, came downstairs to peek into the training room. As a Tianren cultivator, she stood at the door, glanced twice, and instantly understood Chen Yan’s method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, she grasped his approach, shook her head, and returned upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For dinner, she reheated a few more buns, then went back to her chair in the courtyard to watch the moon and stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan’s cultivation lasted until morning, when he finally emerged from meditation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening his eyes, he felt light and refreshed, his senses sharp. Standing up, he felt weightless, his entire body filled with an indescribable ease and joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like having slept over ten hours, then taken a hot bath and scrubbed every speck of dirt off his skin—utterly clear, inside and out, spirit and body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even felt as if he could lift himself into the air with a simple wave of his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when he activated the Qi Sight Technique—he noticed a change in how Qi appeared to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ambient Qi of heaven and earth now appeared as a hazy gray haze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his own Qi, as it flowed outward, shimmered faintly with silver light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, his Guanyuan Realm had stabilized. As Gu Qingyi had explained in detail, entering the Guanyuan Realm elevated one’s perception of ambient Qi and observation of destiny to a new level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, his increased Dao cultivation also allowed him to attempt more spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only downside? He was ravenously hungry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked his phone—a bank notification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>888,888 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Note: Second installment of house renovation payment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect! Chen Yan was very satisfied—Fang Zong was a man of his word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan’s spirits soared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one hand, earning money was always pleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other, using the ring to assist his cultivation had yielded remarkable results!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, with the Spirit Gathering Array, his cultivation efficiency had increased by over threefold due to concentrated Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the ring as his cheat, he’d previously maxed out at eight rounds daily—but last night to now, he’d done at least thirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was over four times the efficiency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combined, it was seven or eight times faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qingyi said he’d need twenty years to break through to the Dengtai Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with seven or eight times the efficiency…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d likely achieve it in just three or four years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, in cultivation, a cheat is the ultimate path!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder in every cultivation webnovel I’ve read, the male lead wouldn’t dare show his face without a cheat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went upstairs to the living room and saw through the floor-to-ceiling window that Gu Qingyi was still lying in the courtyard’s rocking chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this woman have been staring at the moon all night?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever, she’s a Heaven-Tier cultivator—she won’t freeze to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan turned and went into the kitchen with filial devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lit the stove, fried four eggs, took out a carton of milk, and sliced two pieces of toast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Chen Yan finished assembling the eggs between the toast, Gu Qingyi, drawn by the scent, swept into the kitchen like a gust of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, the egg-stuffed toast was gone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another blink, the milk was gone too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he looked again, Gu Qingyi was already seated at the dining table, miamiamiamia…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That doesn’t feel right… I think I’ve seen this episode before… Chen Yan felt a flicker of confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re amazing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan glanced at his twenty-one-year-old stepmother, whose mouth was smeared with oil, then stood up and walked out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are you going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To chase girls. Is that a crime?” Chen Yan replied with perfect confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qingyi’s aura weakened; she stammered for a moment before whispering, “Go… go ahead. Be good to your girlfriend. I’ll order lunch myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan stepped outside, strolled to the gated community entrance, and got into a ride-hailing car. He rode to the city center, then walked into a restaurant he’d never dared enter before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This restaurant was famous for its Suzhou-Yangzhou cuisine—and equally infamous for its prices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The benevolent Chen Da, having just earned 880,000, entered with full confidence and ordered four dishes and one soup with generous flair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The food arrived. He took a bite…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect—his mouth was full of the taste of money!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Da loved this flavor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he ate, he calculated: by afternoon, he should go to the woodworking shop to pick up the custom ancestral tablet for his biological father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, the weather’s nice today—should he invite Lu Sisi out for a stroll or a movie? The theater’s dark, perfect for holding hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not appropriate!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who takes their biological father’s ancestral tablet on a date?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Filial piety cannot be corrupted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, better let the tablet stay at the woodworking shop one more day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surely his spirit in heaven would understand—after all, if he finds a woman sooner, he can start expanding the Chen family line sooner, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is great filial piety!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Chen Da, the filial benefactor, was pondering these thoughts, he heard the crisp tap-tap-tap of high heels on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A whiff of perfume reached his nose; he looked up and saw a graceful figure in a qipao standing before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, this voluptuous, curvaceous figure, dressed in such fabric, gave the impression of being tightly wrapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan had always favored this kind of figure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view, what made a woman’s figure top-tier? It was the kind that made her clothes look like they might burst open at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at her face—beautiful, yet with a faint chill… Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small face, large eyes, pointed chin, naturally alluring brows, delicate glasses perched on her nose—not diminishing her allure, but amplifying it with triple the seductive charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Uh… Director Jin Meiting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Zi Lao?” Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The alluring mature woman exhaled softly, her lips curled in a cold smile as she said slowly, “Master Chen, I apologize for the intrusion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you feel it’s an intrusion, you shouldn’t have intruded,” Chen Yan replied coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Master Chen is humorous,” Zi Lao blinked, then shook her head and walked gracefully to sit across from Chen Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t surprised she’d found him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed that as she sat down beside the table, her chest was practically resting on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan took a deep breath and said seriously: “...Thank you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zi Lao blinked: “Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing,” Chen Yan waved a hand, sat upright, leaned back, and added slowly, “I’m impressed you found me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zi Lao shook her head. “Director Fang is a decent man—he didn’t sell you out. I have ties with him too, so I wouldn’t use underhanded methods. But his driver was easy to handle—one True Word Talisman made him spill everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Fang sent you a gift, visited you, and before that, Luo Qing performed rites in the haunted house where you live—all these facts together make it easy to deduce who the real person is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan nodded. No wonder—this woman had brains after all, not just brawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—At this moment, Chen Da was utterly unafraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few days ago, if a cultivator with obvious strength had come knocking, he’d have been nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now… Chen Da’s own cultivation had surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bring your tricks—I’ll just go home and tell my mom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beautiful mature woman shifted back slightly—this moved her chest off the table. Chen Yan sighed inwardly with regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the woman formed a strange finger seal, then changed it to a Taiji fish gesture with both hands: “Chu Keqing, Sect Leader of Yun Sect, greets Master Chen. Please, reveal your title.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan glanced at her: “There are chopsticks on the table. If you haven’t eaten, join me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zi Lao—Chu Keqing took a deep breath. The motion made Chen Yan’s eyes drift involuntarily. Then her voice carried a hint of annoyance: “Is the Yun Sect’s name not enough for you to reveal your title?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan frowned, put down his chopsticks, and studied her: “Yun Sect?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Precisely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan shook his head. “What century are we in? All these sects and clans—do you have a business license? An organizational code? Are you registered with the Administration for Industry and Commerce or as a civil society group with the Civil Affairs Bureau? Do you have a legal representative? Did you complete last year’s tax reconciliation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Keqing’s elegant eyes behind her glasses widened: “…………”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How does this man not follow normal logic?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This chapter is 4,700 words; last chapter was 3,300. Today’s two chapters total 8,000. Type out “Dancing Hard and Long!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve proofread this myself, but typos surely remain—feel free to help correct them; I’ll adopt your suggestions in my Author Assistant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks for your help~]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[PS, I’ll say it for you: Fat Five slacks off so openly!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>",2679,"2026-06-20T00:04:18.515Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0bd262bf9612ee7d720f2370e86969139ce62f3058d08f25d2f72d59419c9fb1","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-67","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-65",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-stop-using-your-divine-powers-cover.jpg"]