[{"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-92":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},2323660,4545,"Chapter 92: Do You Have a Problem With Me?","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-92",92,"\u003Cp>Master Kugua’s vegetarian feast is legendary in the Jianghu; anyone wishing to partake must first gauge Master Kugua’s mood, bathe, burn incense, and wait patiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng brought Shangguan Xue’er here for the vegetarian feast, and before entering the gate, he saw a man sitting outside, reeking of alcohol—completely out of place beside the bathing and incense, and utterly unlike his usual demeanor. When he spotted Lu Xiaofeng, the man merely lifted his eyes, then picked up his wine jug and resumed drinking furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Gusong, aren’t you going in to eat the vegetarian feast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man sitting on the ground drinking was Master Gusong of Huangshan, who usually spent time with Master Mu Dao, a man of refined tastes who favored antiques and calligraphy, respected as a senior Jianghu elder. But today he had abandoned all dignity, sitting on the ground, drinking himself into a stupor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let him get drunk today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Mu Dao stepped out from inside the room and spoke to Lu Xiaofeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Mu Dao was an elder of Wudang; his usual Daoist robe was patched a thousand times, unkempt. But today, to enjoy Master Kugua’s vegetarian feast, he had changed into a clean blue cotton robe, neat and spotless, radiating calm dignity—a true cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng looked at Master Gusong and said, “If you want to drink, I have some fine wine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Gusong, eyes glazed with drunkenness, asked, “What difference does it make between fine wine and cheap wine if I just want to get drunk?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“None.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng said, “But when I’m heartbroken and miserable, I prefer good wine—because at least good wine makes my sorrow a little less bitter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Gusong shook his head. “Today I drink only this, because today I spent only this much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why only this much? Is there a difference in money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course there is—this wine was given to me by Gu Qing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Gusong hugged the wine jug, smiling bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Lu Xiaofeng understood why Master Gusong was like this—Master Gusong had been defeated by Gu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Defeat and victory are common in the Jianghu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng comforted him: “Gu Qing stabbed me once and learned my Lingxi Finger. I was crushed too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Gusong shook his head. “Different… yours was defeat. Mine was utter ruin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Defeat and utter ruin may look the same, but the damage they inflict on the soul is not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I trained for years, never doubted my swordplay, never doubted my own worth—but after Gu Qing’s single strike, I felt I had no way to respond, as if every thrust I made only delivered my own throat to his blade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Gusong said, “Then I hesitated—and in that instant, Gu Qing’s sword was already at my throat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Gusong didn’t even make a single move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That single sword strike crushed him so utterly that he now sat here, drinking himself into oblivion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng thought of the sword strike Gu Qing had once delivered to him—though terrifying, it hadn’t been enough to leave a seasoned hero like Master Gusong unable to block even one move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In recent days, Gu Qing has fought every single fighter in the Green Robe Pavilion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shangguan Xue’er suddenly said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every single fighter in the Green Robe Pavilion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng asked in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Green Robe Pavilion has one hundred and eight towers, each with one hundred and eight fighters. Among all these towers, there are one hundred and eight elite fighters whose portraits hang in the first tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Gu Qing had only fought the elites, there would be about a hundred. But if he fought every single fighter, that’s over ten thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every single fighter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shangguan Xue’er affirmed: “Actually, even the elites in the Green Robe Pavilion are mostly no match for Gu Qing in three or two moves. But every fighter includes all weapons—swords, spears, axes, hooks, forks, staves, whips, chains—and all styles of fist, palm, finger, and lightness arts, plus every internal skill within the Green Robe Pavilion. Gu Qing can fight a crowd, remember their moves, point out their flaws—and after defeating every single fighter, he crafted two martial arts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That single move that defeated Master Gusong? It was forged from ten thousand strikes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Shangguan Xue’er said left Lu Xiaofeng stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing had advanced again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many heroes in the Jianghu are disciplined and diligent, training daily—but in Lu Xiaofeng’s eyes, none matched Gu Qing’s madness. And Gu Qing’s talent was extraordinary—he could memorize Lingxi Finger after one look and immediately counter Ximen Chuixue’s sword techniques…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone stronger than you is working harder than you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gap will only widen further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was just bad luck—I met Gu Qing on the road.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Mu Dao said. “I invited him to play go. He picked up the board and forced me to draw my sword. My swordplay is mediocre, so I avoided him at every turn—then Master Gusong appeared and took the fight for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng nodded, glancing at Shangguan Xue’er—she had meant Master Mu Dao when she said Gu Qing was going to fight an old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Mu Dao stepped outside to comfort Master Gusong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng entered Master Kugua’s meditation chamber and saw the vegetarian feast already laid out. Gu Qing, Shangguan Feiyen, and Hua Manlou sat together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You usually arrive early for meals. Today you’re late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Manlou said gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed, I’m late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng sighed, stepped forward to Gu Qing, and stared at him. “Do you know Xue’er is still a child?” His tone carried emotion—Shangguan Xue’er had already been corrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing looked up in surprise, studying Lu Xiaofeng’s expression. He didn’t answer immediately, but turned to Shangguan Xue’er. “What did you say?” He knew her nature well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shangguan Xue’er stuck out her tongue and lowered her head. “Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng turned to look at Shangguan Xue’er, who was bowing her head beside him. His voice cracked with disbelief. “You call him Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shangguan Xue’er glanced up at Lu Xiaofeng. “When I joined the Green Robe Pavilion, under my sister’s recommendation, I took Gu Qing as my Master. He likes me very much. Don’t you remember I told you he created two martial arts?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing defeated over ten thousand fighters and crafted two martial arts—one used to defeat Master Gusong with a single strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He taught me the other one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shangguan Xue’er whispered, then quietly walked over and sat beside Shangguan Feiyen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng laughed bitterly—this time, he was angry at himself. He had warned himself repeatedly not to believe a word Shangguan Xue’er said, yet he’d been fooled again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Gusong’s state had thrown him off—he hadn’t even bothered to ask first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then if that’s the case, never mind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng, shaken by Shangguan Xue’er’s trick, felt his anger vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Never mind?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing gently rolled up his sleeve and looked at Lu Xiaofeng. “Why do I feel you have something against me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! I have no grudge against you whatsoever!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng said seriously. Gu Qing had advanced again—Lu Xiaofeng had no desire to face his sword techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You definitely have something against me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing said, staring at Lu Xiaofeng. “If you truly had no issue, then I’d have an issue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng’s tone had been sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I must have something against you… then yes, I have one small complaint.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaofeng said, “Gu Qing, you may train martial arts all you want—but you mustn’t neglect your own body…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1250,"2026-06-20T17:04:26.501Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","79c4b8fec9c7bfc382eaaa91cb7727e495f7e41aa841574006281740c92631d9","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-93","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-91",449,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fliving-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-cover.jpg"]