[{"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-378":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},2323946,4545,"Chapter 378: Hear the Roar of the Sun","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-378",378,"\u003Cp>Breath… inhale…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the Yuan Shen returned to the body; with each breath, pure Yang Qi flowed through every part, cleansing top to bottom, the mist exhaled surrounding him like a rainbow. Gu Qing felt heaven and earth as one, naturally clear and pure. The Yuan Shen he held bound all Qi into solidity; in a daze, he felt capable of anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the Yuan Shen seeks, nothing is unattained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the Yuan Shen does, nothing is unaccomplished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Suzhen, lying on the bed, and Xiao Qing awoke and rose, seeing Gu Qing surrounded by faint rainbow light. They hurried forward. Bai Suzhen studied him closely, astonished: “Husband, have you already achieved Yuan Shen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing nodded. Not merely Yuan Shen—but the Purest Yang Spirit. His entire body held not a trace of Yin impurity. He reached out, gently touching Bai Suzhen’s cheek, and said: “From now on, we no longer need the Immortal Chang’e to shield us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Bai Suzhen’s cheeks flushed. This breakthrough was a great joy—but why did Gu Qing immediately think of such a thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But we didn’t last night… if we don’t today, won’t that be bad…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But it’s broad daylight…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Suzhen’s voice was faint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What difference does day or night make to us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our child…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Suzhen still worried about the child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My son has the destiny of an Emperor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing believed in his child’s fate, and casually slipped an arm around Xiao Qing’s waist. Now that he had entered Yuan Shen, his Qi was overflowing—he could be serene and tranquil, or indulgent and affectionate, all according to his nature, without harm. So Gu Qing followed his heart: how pleasurable, how he would act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the Moon Palace, Chang’e lowered her gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Gu Qing achieved Yuan Shen, Chang’e could still observe him undisturbed. Now, watching the couple’s affection, the fire within his Yuan Shen flickering, she fixed her gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old Chang’e had scorned it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The present Chang’e analyzed frame by frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun reached its zenith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing strolled through Hangzhou City. Crowds bustled around him, yet he walked leisurely—pausing to inspect shops, or strolling atop rooftops—while those around him saw nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one of the abilities granted by Yuan Shen: standing upright, yet invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A form of concealment technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After testing this ability, Gu Qing, atop a rooftop, spotted thick smoke rising—a fire had broken out. Though distant, he casually pointed. A streak of white light struck precisely within the house. Thick smoke and flames raged, uncontrollable—yet the moment the light landed, the fire and smoke vanished instantly. The house and all its contents remained untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The townsfolk, witnessing this, cried out: “A miracle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Gu has attained divine powers! Congratulations!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the rooftop, the Dayou Shen, patrolling, bowed repeatedly in praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Merely a small trick.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing’s gaze sharpened. Beneath the sunlight, whether obstructed or not, all things around him lay clear in his sight—another ability: seeing through walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After confirming no lives were lost at the fire site, he withdrew his gaze, levitated, and transformed into a golden light, heading beyond Hangzhou’s city limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qibao Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounded by strange peaks, its paths twisted unpredictably—east, then south. Jagged rocks jutted along the trail. Gu Qing walked leisurely along it, spotting a woodcutter descending. Seeing him, Gu Qing smiled and called: “Qi San!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woodcutter, recognizing Gu Qing, bowed and called him “Master Gu.” He asked why Gu Qing had come into the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To gather herbs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing replied casually, studying the woodcutter: “How have things been lately?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi San sighed bitterly: “I married my wife, wanted to give her a good life. I’ve worked hard always—but after taxes, we barely afford food. She still lives in a broken hut.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The court killed Marshal Yue, bowed to the Jin, paid them silver—and now they make us common folk suffer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing sighed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Suffer, suffer, suffer—why do I always suffer?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing “make the common folk suffer,” Qi San grew angry. He was a commoner, worked tirelessly—but life never improved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now his wife was pregnant. His burdens had multiplied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing studied Qi San, grumbled about the court a little more. This Qi San seemed ordinary—but his son was named Qi Baoshan, born the same day, month, and year as Xu Shilin and Li Bilian. A prodigy by destiny. If he could get his son to serve him, that would be perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qi San, if you want a better life, I know a place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his complaint, Gu Qing shifted topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi San, knowing Gu Qing’s abilities ran deep, asked urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go to the docks. There’s a Caobang  there now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing pointed him a clear path: “Help each other, and your life will improve quickly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi San, shouldering his firewood, thanked Gu Qing and hurried down the mountain. He’d discuss the Caobang  with his wife at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing then strolled into the mountains. At a pool, he saw an old man with white hair fishing. He stopped before him, silently watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s so interesting about fishing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man, unnerved by Gu Qing’s gaze, fidgeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing smiled: “There’s joy in stillness within stillness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man was a two-thousand-year-old ginseng, named Zi Yun Long Wang Shen. His earthly merits were nearly complete—far surpassing Bai Niangzi and Fahai’s cultivation. In the tale, twenty years hence, Xu Xian’s sister would be struck down by Jin Bo Fa Wang. Xu Shilin would come seeking medicine. Zi Yun Long Wang Shen would sacrifice part of his beard, complete his final merit, and ascend as an immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Long Wang Shen turned, studying Gu Qing, trying to discern his origins. But as his gaze locked, his inner heat surged—he felt as if he might ignite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cultivated the Nine Returns Sun Scripture—a path ascending to divinity. Now, at Yuan Shen, he bore partial divine traits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know you’re accumulating merit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing told the Long Wang Shen: “I know a place where you can accumulate merit fully, attain Dao, and become immortal—easily.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Long Wang Shen now saw Gu Qing as a celestial deity, inscrutable and awe-inspiring. He took Gu Qing’s words as divine instruction, listening humbly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At Hangzhou’s docks, there’s a Caobang . The Daoist Jing Mu gives his followers talisman water daily. It heals and wards misfortune—but water is still water. When you reach Hangzhou, go to Jing Mu’s side. Let his people drink your ginseng infusion. Heal the sick, strengthen the healthy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing also arranged benefits for the people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zi Yun Long Wang Shen hesitated: “A single infusion is fine—but daily brewing would drain my power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing extended his hand, revealing the gourd given by Nanji Xianweng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zi Yun Long Wang Shen had cultivated into immortality through herbs—he would now be under Shou Xing’s domain. Seeing Shou Xing’s gourd in Gu Qing’s hand, his expression changed instantly: “But for the people’s sake, I am willing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing was deeply satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zi Yun Long Wang Shen looked up at Gu Qing: “I’ve protected two small spirits in Qibao Mountain. I fear they’ll suffer terribly when I enter the mortal world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those two would be Mei Niang and Cai Yin, the rabbit spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the tale, after Zi Yun Long Wang Shen ascended, Jin Bo Fa Wang would immediately come, tormenting the two spirits, bringing great hardship to the future Wenqu Star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll protect them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zi Yun Long Wang Shen immediately called. Moments later, two small rabbits hurried over. Seeing their master bowing respectfully before Gu Qing, they revealed their true forms, kowtowed to Gu Qing, then looked questioningly at the Long Wang Shen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two spirits’ true forms: Hu Mei Niang had a slender figure but an ugly face; Cai Yin was petite and lovely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mei Niang, Cai Yin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Long Wang Shen introduced them: “This is a celestial immortal, guiding our future.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Mei Niang and Cai Yin bowed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you wish to cultivate on the mountain—or below?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing asked the two spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Mei Niang and Cai Yin exchanged glances, then spoke together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Below!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On the mountain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good friends, different hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cai Yin, now that a celestial immortal protects us, why not try the world below?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think staying on the mountain, cultivating quietly, free of illness and disaster, is best.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the two, Hu Mei Niang was worldly; Cai Yin, after finding Bai Suzhen’s painting, sensed a scheme. She warned repeatedly—but Hu Mei Niang refused to listen, ultimately dragging Cai Yin into misfortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether on the mountain or below—it’s your choice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing said: “But if you choose the mountain, you must visit Fenghuang Mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Bo Fa Wang was the demon king of Fenghuang Mountain. Any spirit near him must report upon transformation. Qibao Mountain lay within his domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are we to pay homage to Fa Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Mei Niang and Cai Yin trembled at the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Relax.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing soothed them calmly: “Who bows to whom isn’t certain yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenghuang Mountain loomed, towering, blocking the southern sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing arrived with Hu Mei Niang and Cai Yin. Clouds and mist swirled; poisonous miasma seeped—clearly no place for pure cultivation. Along the path, countless eyes watched, scrutinizing. A few tried to focus their Qi to see Gu Qing’s true nature—then flames erupted from their eyes. They screamed in pain. Soon, the whole mountain echoed with wails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Mei Niang and Cai Yin, terrified, shuddered, wondering how to pay homage to Jin Bo Fa Wang—when a thunderous voice rang from the wilds: “Hu Mei Niang, Cai Yin! You come to pay me homage, bringing a Daoist? What do you intend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Mei Niang and Cai Yin clutched each other, crouched on the ground, too terrified to answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had long heard of Jin Bo Fa Wang’s terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daoist, what business do you have visiting the Dharma King?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Cymbal Dharma King could not discern Gu Qing’s true nature and spoke with some caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grass and trees around rustled softly, as if terrifying snakes and insects lurked within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Visit you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing’s voice was calm as he asked: \"Why don’t you come visit me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King knew Gu Qing had come to provoke the sect. The surrounding forest swayed without wind, and ghostly wails echoed through the air—this mortal world instantly transformed into a realm of demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t be afraid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing handed two red carrots to Hu Xin and Cai Yin and said: \"Just sit here and eat your carrots.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled, Hu Xin and Cai Yin took the carrots, still fearful of their surroundings, when suddenly a golden light blazed bright—a tiny, glowing mirror flew into the air, enveloping them both in its radiance, forming a protective barrier around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Daoist, are you using a treasure against us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the forest came a sinister sound; amid the rustling, black blood surged upward, splashing toward the tiny mirror in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Treasures fear blood contamination most of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Hu Xin and Cai Yin screamed and covered their heads. When they felt no further movement, they looked up again—the black blood had landed on the mirror, yet nothing changed; the mirror remained utterly unaffected by the contamination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A Yang treasure!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within the forest came the voice of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, deeply astonished by this treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a treasure of pure Yang essence, free of any Yin impurity, could resist blood contamination—and Gu Qing’s tiny mirror clearly met this condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Surprising?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since achieving his Yuan Shen, every treasure Gu Qing used became a Yang treasure; if he had the time, he could refine them further, dissolving any Yin impurities within and making them true Yang treasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Gu Qing was the Sun itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Venerable Daoist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Cymbal Dharma King sensed Gu Qing was formidable and had shifted his address from \"little Daoist\" to \"Venerable Daoist\": \"You’ve come to Mount Fenghuang to secure legitimacy for these two minor demons?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Cymbal Dharma King wished to resolve this peacefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To meet the Emperor and not bow—your true mandate is already lost.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing forgot the rest; he drew his long sword and, following Lu Dongbin’s Sword Art, channeled the endless Yang energy from within into the blade. The original Sword Art of Slaying Ghosts and Gods now gained a searing heat—under the application of the Sun’s True Yuan, the poisonous mists around them dispersed, revealing everything clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Cymbal Dharma King, several demons, and his son, the Centipede Spirit, all watched Gu Qing’s terrifying sword aura and realized they had wronged the wrong person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In short, listen to the roar of the Sun!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having tested the waters, Gu Qing judged the demonic aura of Mount Fenghuang could be cleared, so he struck without mercy. Beneath the Sword Art of Slaying Ghosts and Gods, the blade bore searing white flames; after several strikes, before the sword blows even reached their targets, many parts of Mount Fenghuang began to spontaneously ignite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The many minor demons of Mount Fenghuang fled in panic; the Centipede Spirit, with its thousand legs, sprinted desperately to escape—but the terrifying sword qi, like a celestial pillar, swept across its body, ending the Centipede Spirit who, in the future, would drink the blood of children and nearly kill Bai Suzhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My son!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Cymbal Dharma King let out a mournful cry, clashing his golden cymbals together, unleashing countless Sanskrit chants toward Gu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfect timing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing’s Sword Art of Slaying Ghosts and Gods had just reached its end, but at this moment, his eyes hardened—he summoned his Yuan Shen, which naturally took form: from the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon of the Zhu Xian world, it coalesced and roared toward the Golden Cymbal Dharma King!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2309,"2026-06-20T17:04:27.745Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2e6a3ef4d6886ed079e08640f75a94855f6dc47690cdd13baa9816e6d3f77d14","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-379","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-377",449,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fliving-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-cover.jpg"]