[{"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-731":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},2313854,4524,"Chapter 731: The Divine Names of Immortals (Bonus Chapter for Patron [Piao Qing]!)","lord-of-the-immortal-food-chapter-731",731,"\u003Cp>Pei Ye was like a tiny boat in a river’s surge, swept away to some unknown place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During their earlier clash, Pei Ye had been able to anticipate the water’s movements—while one controlled water, the other possessed the Shèn blood-gifted insight into every current and flow; whenever the surrounding water revealed its intent, Pei Ye always predicted and countered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when every drop of water in the entire expanse turned hostile, that was no longer possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Ye had no time to react; if the True Blood of the Shèn Dragon was the jade seal and crown, then [White Water] was power itself—hundreds of zhang of waves obeyed a single will and drowned him, leaving no room for evasion whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yong Ji retreated backward at once, widening the distance between himself and the boy, separated by water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By avoiding all contact with the boy, he would no longer lose [White Water]; within this spiritual realm’s waters, this authority alone was already enough to kill a Vessel Realm cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yong Ji’s cold eyes locked onto the tattered figure being swept away, the dominion granted by immortal authority filling his palm—within the entire Jiāo Palace, hundreds of zhang of waves obeyed his command; the boy could not even approach, let alone make contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Playing at divinity, he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next moment, the boy in the waves seemed to read his thoughts and gazed across at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though still struggling within the colossal waves, his qi clearly unable to bear the crushing weight of ten thousand jun of water, veins bulging across his body, he still offered him a sneering smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did Grandpa hurt you? Running off so far!” Pei Ye sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yong Ji fixed his gaze on him, clenched his fist—and countless furious waves surged toward him; the entire Jiāo Palace roared as if even steel and iron bones would be crushed to dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next moment, Pei Ye opened his mouth softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the ten-thousand-jun water, the True Blood of the Shèn Dragon linked to the Jiāo Palace, and the Jiāo Palace linked to the Shèn Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shèn Realm had not yet fully vanished from heaven and earth; the rain had fallen for five days, but not yet for seven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as it remained within heaven and earth, it must reflect heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The names inscribed upon the Immortal Platform had passed for thousands of years, yet heaven and earth still remembered their voices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huo Zheng Yan Bo,” Pei Ye chanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiāo Palace seemed to fall silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in truth, all sound was drowned by a vast roaring—covering his ears, enveloping his body, so immense it sank into the background, swallowing even “silence” itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Yong Ji’s vision, the boy was like a tiny seed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Planted at the center of the Jiāo Palace’s dome, beneath ten thousand qing of water, it rapidly sprouted countless crimson vines, spreading outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wherever the vines passed, the water melted like snow and vanished entirely—even the steam disappeared—no words could better describe this horrifying scene: in an immense stillness, the entire Jiāo Palace’s water turned a single, blazing crimson hue as a flower bloomed from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a vast, chilling silence, the water of the entire Jiāo Palace was stained with a single color, and a blazing red flower bloomed from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tiny boy stood at its center, the sea of fire his wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could one ignite a sea of fire within water?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Yong Ji’s pupils reflected precisely this sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Pei Ye locked eyes with him and plummeted straight down—entire sea of fire followed, pulled like a red silk scarf lifted by its center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azure eyes, black robes, flames his flowing ribbons, he held his sword reversed behind him, its blade stained crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he still did not use the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yong Ji’s eyes bulged with rage; he pushed his [White Water] to its limit—but the boy still shattered every barrier with thundering fire, the water exploding like blocks of soft ice, and Pei Ye’s fist slammed hard into Yong Ji’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last time, dark fire had flickered like a dying candle in [White Water]; now [White Water] crumbled like dust beneath dark fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yong Ji had never felt death so near; before the fiercest curtain of flame swallowed him, he spat two hoarse syllables from his throat: “Zhu Yan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An eerie white seeped into the crimson qi; Yong Ji’s eyes suddenly gained an iris, transforming into beastly pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Ye seized Yong Ji with the flow of fire; in the scorching suffocation, he could barely resist—Pei Ye drove his flaming sword into his chest, but Yong Ji’s sinews, tough as soft steel, made the blade stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yong Ji gripped the blade tightly, his mighty qi nearly preventing Pei Ye from advancing; [White Water] streamed like a stream into his body. Pei Ye roared, abandoned the sword, raised his fist, and slammed another crushing blow into Yong Ji’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two battled in the flow of fire; Pei Ye used every method he could to kill him, yet even utterly outmatched, Yong Ji’s unnaturally resilient body and the two entwined qis still held firm—Pei Ye had never encountered such a hard-to-kill man; his pride, his most skilled fast-sword throat-cut, proved nearly useless against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two clashed amid the flow of fire; Pei Ye exhausted every method to kill him, yet Yong Ji, though utterly overmatched, still fiercely resisted with his unnaturally resilient body and the two entwined streams of true Qi—Pei Ye had never encountered such a hard man to kill; his pride and signature fast sword, the throat-cutting strike, nearly lost all effect against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monk lowered his hand; all heaven and earth pressed toward the Jiāo Palace, black fissures piercing the suspended Jiāo Silk currents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood immediately seeped from his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xizhou sighed with regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing the unmastered heaven and earth to oppose the rules of this very realm was like making oneself the fulcrum of a lever—no matter which side prevailed, his body would bear immense pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chan General poured all his control over this realm into one act, forcibly dismantling the Jiāo Palace; the process took just over a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lost his advantage within the Shèn Realm, grew weak, but successfully rescued Yong Ji, drenched in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lost his advantage in the mirage, grew weak, but successfully rescued Yong Ji, drenched in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>gripped his body; Pei Ye stabbed it with his sword, producing a crisp, jade-like chime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though weakened, killing these two now that the Jiāo Silk veil was gone was as easy as flipping his palm—he did not waste the chance, lifting his hand gently to press down; one palm strike would turn them both to pulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though somewhat weakened, he could still kill the two, now unshielded by Jiāo Silk, with ease; he did not waste this opportunity, gently raising his palm to press down upon them. One palm strike, and these two would become pulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy, dense downpour, striking the lake like countless children clapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked again—the white-robed woman and the flaming boy were no longer beneath his palm; they were merely two lone souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without faces, staring straight at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And again—he saw countless strands around him, like drifting ribbons of souls, floating in the water, all gazing at him with tragic sorrow, as if every person he had ever killed stood here now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue Creek’s water hates the living; dead for a thousand years, still hating the creek’s water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chan General sighed softly, letting the golden hand dissolve; the realm beneath his palm completed its final shift, and Yong Ji vanished from his grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he bent down and lifted the iron spear beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Water Lord’s ascension ritual was complete; the new Water Lord had admitted those he wished to enter, and sealed all exits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now no one could defy his authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now no one could defy his authority.\u003C\u002Fp>",1325,"2026-06-20T13:17:12.150Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b484b2daa8be3b896b6b69f5fe392fda983a86a894f78eaf04f157623db482cd","lord-of-the-immortal-food-chapter-732","lord-of-the-immortal-food-chapter-730",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-immortal-food-cover.jpg"]