[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-the-immortal-food":3,"chapter-lord-of-the-immortal-food-lord-of-the-immortal-food-chapter-68":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Lord of the Immortal Food",{"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},2313191,4524,"Chapter 68","lord-of-the-immortal-food-chapter-68",68,"\u003Cp>“Ten years, twenty years—see who you’re going to kill.” Pei Ye rubbed his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, out for a trip and you picked up some divine art?” The old man chuckled lowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Ye paused. That hit a nerve—this trip had been for the dantian seed, but the seed was alive, spun around inside his belly, then slipped away somewhere else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard the dantian seed can grow back,” Pei Ye said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’d you hear that nonsense? One person gets one, and once it’s gone, it’s gone. If you want another, you have to find a new one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? Have you ever heard of The Bǐnglù?” Pei Ye asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man blinked: “Where did you hear about that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“People from outside said so.” Pei Ye wrung out a towel and began rubbing the old man’s chest. “Zhu Gaoyang came here looking for it. And that night you were asleep, Mingqitian also asked me about it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Never heard of any of them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhu Gaoyang is No. 296 on the Crane List.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mingqitian is No. 3 on the Crane List.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See? You haven’t heard of it because your knowledge is behind. They say The Bǐnglù can make the dantian seed rebirth—anyone who lost theirs can grow a new one by practicing this martial art.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...The Bǐnglù doesn’t create a seed from nothing,” the old man sighed. “But it does solve your problem of having no dantian seed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want this martial art?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a path, sure—but first, there’s no info on it, and second, I couldn’t compete with Mingqitian and the others... Besides, Mingqitian saved my life. I don’t want to fight them for it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want The Bǐnglù? That’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine, sure—but didn’t you just say there’s no info and I can’t compete?” Pei Ye rolled his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After washing, he carried the old man out, dressed him, emptied the water, and returned to the room—only to see a small black jade cat perched on the windowsill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, you remember to come back?” Pei Ye glanced at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat’s face held no smile. In a cool, calm voice, it said: “I know the purpose of the Taiyi True Dragon Xianjun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Ye froze. “What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This incarnation was never a spirit invocation by the Zhuanshi Sect—it was the Xianjun’s own directive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It sensed, in some hidden way, that something here threatened it, so it sent a thread of consciousness to destroy it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...What is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It doesn’t know. I don’t know either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do you know this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat stretched a paw. Pei Ye picked it up. Its emerald eyes showed weariness: “My consciousness split in two—one part here; the other, in the flesh the Qiongqi bit from beneath my neck when it attacked me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At that time, the Qiongqi had no trace of the Xianjun’s consciousness. I could hide myself easily.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So when Mingqitian came, you were inside the Qiongqi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. I thought if she turned and killed the Qiongqi, I’d risk exposure to cooperate with her. But she only saved you.” The black cat stared at him quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat snorted coldly: “Don’t laugh. If you don’t find that thing, it will destroy everything. Don’t doubt it—it truly has that power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Ye grew serious. “When?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do we do? Find the thing and give it to it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Is that what you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. If we can’t fight it, we can’t let it wipe out all of Fenghuai.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat gazed silently at the boy’s clear, bright face. “In my view, even if the entire Bowang Province is destroyed, it’s better than letting it achieve its goal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xincang Mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pull the perspective higher, look down from above: between the mountains appeared a circular, radiant blue. At first glance, it looked like a lake—but no lake could be this deep, this uniform. It resembled a colossal gem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if a bucket of dye had been spilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All vegetation, large or small—from leaves to trunks—was dyed a deep blue. Not a single speck of any other color remained in this realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The animal life suffered equally. Once a single “spore” entered the food chain, the entire ecosystem was doomed—let alone thousands upon thousands falling at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every animal infused with the deep blue went mad, hunting for prey to devour, until they met and fought, devouring each other to give birth to stronger forms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In rapid, frenzied “integration,” bird calls and insect chirps faded. The entire forest became pure, silent—like a colossal blue amber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if a decree descended, fire began to scorch this amber. The radiant blue began to dissolve, melt, flow, and converge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a sight rarely seen, heart-stopping: countless diverse, vivid lifeforms transformed into a single substance. This was death and destruction—and also rebirth and unity. No grander spectacle could be imagined than one wrought by life itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment someone discovered this trace days later would be the first time Immortal Platform directly perceived this Xianjun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After returning to the Divine Capital, they would promote the two old scholars, grant them titles and ranks, revive a job abandoned fifty years ago, and give them the highest archival access.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their youth, one had proposed that “Dragon Blood” was an entirely distinct energy, independent of all other substances; the other argued the opposite—that it was the “One” that encompassed all matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet no one alive could witness the miracle unfolding now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire space’s deep blue coalesced into rivers, flowing toward the center, merging and compressing until it finally took the shape of a figure resembling the Frost Ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Same height, same ferocity—but this form was more majestic, more regal. Unlike the Frost Ghost’s slender build, it approximated human proportions—only magnified more than twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its scales were black. Faint glows of deep blue fire, dark frost, and violet lightning shimmered beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the barren, bare land, only it floated in midair—the Lord of All Life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden eyes shifted slightly, locked onto direction, then vanished in a flash. The air twisted into a warped ripple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above Fenghuai, thin, short blue lines drifted in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they first rose on the wind, they’d been wrapped in Xuan Wind, crossing two mountains at incredible speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they seemed to have reached their destination. The Xuan Wind faded—but they’d risen too high, caught in the upper currents, swirling endlessly, unable to descend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many companions like them had fallen mid-flight, snagged on mountaintop trees, or luckily collided with birds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only these few kept drifting, drifting—until finally, slowly descending over this small town, nestled between two high mountains where the wind was much weaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They drifted gently downward, adjusting their minute structures to adapt to air currents, striving to land on the moving, massive food sources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For companions too tiny, even a slight breeze was insurmountable. In the end, they could only accept their fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few, peanut-sized, succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A farmer paused to wipe sweat with his straw hat—suddenly, his neck itched. He slapped at it—but caught nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned, scanning around: “Dirty flies. Won’t last more than a month.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1186,"2026-06-20T13:17:09.438Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e5e241aa37701f4caf8fd854574da433edf437ffbde3a1f3bee8c511ad2d73c8","lord-of-the-immortal-food-chapter-69","lord-of-the-immortal-food-chapter-67",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-immortal-food-cover.jpg"]