[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t":3,"chapter-living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-111":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Living Among All Heavens, Achieving Immortality Through Merit",{"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},2323679,4545,"Chapter 111: The Hope of Hua Manlou","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-111",111,"\u003Cp>September 13, night, deep night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Cloud Temple blazed crimson, illuminating the capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing, sword at his waist, floated down the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every plan the Pingnan Prince’s mansion had made before and after the duel had one goal: not to alarm the Emperor. Now, Gu Qing had set fire to the White Cloud Temple, perched like a cloud in the sky—this disturbance would surely reach the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the Pingnan Prince’s plans had turned to ashes in this fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the Forbidden City over there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After returning to the capital, Gu Qing gazed at the Forbidden City’s walls—ten or more zhang tall. Even Chu Liuxiang could not leap over them in one bound, nor could Gu Qing. But as Gu Qing stared at the walls, he thought of Xu Zhu: in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, Xu Zhu had lifted Tian Shan Tonglao in one hand and Li Qiushui in the other, leaping from the Western Xia imperial palace and clearing walls over a zhang high, sweeping past the palace ramparts so swiftly that guards saw only a blurred shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he did not know how tall the Western Xia walls were, Gu Qing felt he still had to train.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least in this Gu Long world, Gu Qing felt his own performance fell short of Yao Yue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young friend, the autumn dew is cold—would you care for a drink?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle voice came from behind Gu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing turned and saw at the corner of the street a low table, a single oil lamp, and an old man seated there. In the biting wind, the lamp’s flame did not flicker. The old man held a wine flask, pouring wine into a cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wine kept flowing into the bowl, yet the bowl never filled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the work of extremely high-level internal energy, creating a cycle of wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chu Liuxiang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing thought silently. From what he knew, Chu Liuxiang had once performed this trick—a perfect, endless, flawlessly circular flow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing stepped closer, studying the man’s round face and half-bald scalp. He felt suddenly disappointed—it was not Chu Liuxiang, just an old little man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Legend of Lu Xiaofeng, if examined closely, many hidden masters existed—even novels like The Peerless Twins and The Sword of the Outcast were separated by only two or three decades. But Gu Qing did not connect this old man to them; he could not picture Shen Lang or Li Xunhuan with a balding head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Ximen Chuixue, however, he could imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When the spirit scatters, the qi becomes chaotic. Wandering thoughts are not a good habit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man spoke calmly—he had sensed Gu Qing’s recent fluctuations in qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing smiled calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body had fused multiple internal arts: the Nine Yang Divine Art made his qi smooth and unbroken; the Yi Jin Jing bound his qi to tendons and organs; the Xiantian Gong concentrated essence, qi, and spirit; the Dragon and Elephant Power forged his flesh. Only Gu Qing could control such scattered qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, he had merely feigned a flaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among Gu Long’s novels, the Legend of Lu Xiaofeng had modest martial arts expression—but this old little man from the “Phoenix Dance the Nine Heavens” arc stood far above all others, nearly like the Sweeping Monk, his limits utterly unknowable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this old man had trained Gong Jiu, one of the world’s supreme swordsmen. On the Nameless Island, Lu Xiaofeng was attacked simultaneously by Beef Soup and Minister He. The old man effortlessly broke the duel apart—Lu Xiaofeng had not even seen his technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man’s strength was unquestionable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, Gu Qing could not gauge his state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drink.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man lifted his wine flask and offered the cup to Gu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing raised the cup, studied the wine within, then drank it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Japanese sake—distinctive flavor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man said: “In Japan, Toyotomi Hideyoshi now rules. A man of great ambition, he has designs on our land.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man implied he had traveled far and seen much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing set down the cup and said calmly: “You owe me a massacre.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man’s hand froze. He looked at Gu Qing, his appreciation deepening. “I’ve been watching you for a long time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing was surprised—he had not expected the old man to notice him. “Qingyi Tower.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man gave a hint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing nodded in realization. When he took over Qingyi Tower, he found most of its wealth had already been siphoned away by the “Invisible Hand.” But he had focused solely on martial training and never investigated—never imagining the culprit was the Invisible Man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had thought it was some nobleman… after all, the richest man was just a façade, mostly a lackey for the powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course—someone like Gong Sunlan would not show fear in his eyes when mentioning “that person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the Invisible Man, led by this old man, could make Gong Sunlan afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At that time, I realized you are exceptionally skilled at manipulating situations to place yourself advantageously.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man said: “It aligns perfectly with our methods. Later, I observed Jin Jiuling and the Pingnan Prince—exactly the same.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man expressed his admiration for Gu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he mentioned the Pingnan Prince, the old man revealed he already knew why Gu Qing had taken Ye Gucheng to detoxify and then burned the White Cloud Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also told Gu Qing: before him, there were no secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man emphasized—he wished to invite Gu Qing into the Invisible Man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you join us, I will teach you all my martial arts. If you refuse, you will survive only one hundred and seventy-eight moves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One hundred and seventy-eight moves?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Under the combined assault of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, you can hold out only one hundred and seventy-eight moves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this declaration, Gu Qing could not help laughing. “Give me another reason—I’ll consider joining the Invisible Man.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man intended to pass on all his martial arts—Gu Qing had no reason to refuse. After all, he roamed the Jianghu to grow stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man, hearing Gu Qing’s tone, studied him up and down. “Then what do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whatever I want, you can give?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whatever you want, I can give!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man spoke with absolute confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not merely unmatched in martial arts—his mastery extended across every field, reaching the realm of Heaven and Earth, comprehending all things. In this world, he could accomplish nearly anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing thought carefully. Aside from martial arts, he could not think of anything else to gain for himself. So he thought of others: “Can you restore Hua Manlou’s sight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing held a favorable impression of Hua Manlou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man’s hand stiffened slightly. “Choose another.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing smiled. “Then find Chu Liuxiang for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting the Fragrant Master would be good—perhaps he could obtain the Daji Sect’s martial arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Restore Hua Manlou’s sight, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man tapped the table. “That… is not impossible…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1200,"2026-06-20T17:04:26.501Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f05134d876a0192317184a3edbeb33974af96379aacdfbc87478d0d3e1d7d229","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-112","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-110",449,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fliving-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-cover.jpg"]