[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-the-proles":3,"chapter-lord-of-the-proles-lord-of-the-proles-chapter-148":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Lord of the Proles",{"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},2290446,4478,"Chapter 148: Miss Feng","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-148",148,"\u003Cp>In new land, successful reclamation has two signs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One is seeing heavenly light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the heavenly light Li Banfeng had seen before, but faint glimmers cast onto the plot from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The halo in the sky was faint, yet there was indeed light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second is finding water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Water has surfaced in the pit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was thrilled, but he wasn’t sure if this was truly water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caution—must be cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fetched a bucket, walked carefully to the edge of the water pit, drew a full bucket, and returned to his personal dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wife glanced at the water in the bucket and replied with a snort: “This water’s murky, but it’s not poisonous; let it sit a while and it’ll be usable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reclamation succeeded!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng rejoiced and dashed out of his personal dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This new plot was now his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though nothing grew on the land, Li Banfeng scooped up a handful of soil and felt it priceless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the first piece of land he had ever owned since birth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouldn’t have been so conservative—he should’ve prepared more offerings and claimed a three-li stretch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three li was still too little—he needed ten li, the largest possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he was stuck inside his personal dwelling anyway, how big he claimed didn’t matter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t too late yet!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The offering table was still there, and his personal dwelling held fine aged wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng carried the offering table out of his plot, set it down, placed six bottles of aged wine, six cans of preserved food—symbolizing “six sixes bring luck”—and offered them to the Land God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also lit incense and candles; all these items were in his personal dwelling, but the deed contract was missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deed contract was easy to make—the content was simple; Li Banfeng had heard it once and remembered the gist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After writing the deed and burning it to ash, as the ashes drifted, Li Banfeng saw a pale green flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here it comes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Land God has arrived!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wine on the table was gone, the cans opened and devoured clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Land God accepted the offerings, it meant he accepted the contract.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng looked around, but saw no glow marking the boundaries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t light up…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be because the Land God gave him land too vast to see the edge?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very likely!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng sprinted far away, ran for a long time, yet still saw no glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold wind blew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splash~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rain suddenly began to fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This season should bring snow—why is it raining now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the rain, Li Banfeng faintly heard a low, aged voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept repeating the same phrase:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pah! That shameless bastard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ate my offerings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t give me land!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even called me shameless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who’s shameless—you or me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I weren’t weaker than you, I’d have settled this properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Land God refused to grant land; Li Banfeng, helpless, retrieved the offering table and brought it back to his personal dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light was there, the water was there, the land was reclaimed—but Li Banfeng felt something was missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What exactly was missing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was Ma Wu?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t we agree he’d come to the plot at the appointed time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he forget the time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible—Ma Wu carried a pocket watch, and he was meticulous about time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he break rules in the orange grove?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng raced to the orange grove, wandered awhile, and spotted the grove’s owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young man, come for more oranges?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng nodded: “Actually, I’m craving some.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man picked an orange and handed it to Li Banfeng; as he ate, Li Banfeng asked: “In the past two days, did a young man come to the grove?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man thought a moment: “One man came, picked a few oranges, and left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu picked oranges and left?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why wasn’t he staying put in the grove? Why wander around?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was that man Ma Wu?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man seemed to sense Li Banfeng’s thoughts and added: “Since you left, only one person came to the grove—I suspect that’s the man you’re looking for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went east—you could go look, but I advise you not to. The man you seek may have encountered someone extraordinary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone extraordinary?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the grove owner called him that, this person’s origins must be extraordinary indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What state is Ma Wu in now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suppose the man who took the oranges was Ma Wu, and suppose he truly met this extraordinary person—what was his purpose in taking the oranges?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only purpose he could think of was eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu was searching for food, proving he still had some freedom of movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t eat in the grove, nor seek shelter there—meaning Ma Wu wasn’t just finding food for himself, but for that great person too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, their relationship seemed harmonious; and since the great person didn’t come to the grove himself, his condition must be poor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this was all speculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even if his speculation was right, he had to find Ma Wu quickly—he’d once heard his wife say that higher-level cultivators recover very fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng ate an orange, made a careful plan, took his feather duster, and left the orange grove heading east.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His plan: first confirm whether Ma Wu was with that great person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then confirm the great person’s condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then confirm the great person’s attitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the great person meant well, the matter would be easily resolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the great person meant harm but was weakened, then fight him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the great person meant harm and was still strong…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That scenario was most complex; Li Banfeng didn’t know how to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing was certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu was Li Banfeng’s friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu had come out with Li Banfeng to reclaim land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter the situation, Li Banfeng would do everything to save him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking over ten li, the path grew muddy; Li Banfeng spotted Ma Wu’s footprints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His special shoes left deep treads, easily recognizable in the mud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the footprints, Li Banfeng sensed no danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn’t mean there was none—the grove owner had long surpassed normal human limits; the “extraordinary person” he mentioned must be stronger and higher in status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At such a level, Li Banfeng’s talent for avoiding misfortune and seeking fortune was useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After another ten li, Li Banfeng saw a bamboo grove; deep within, faint music from a qin drifted through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng touched his sickle and Tang Dao, his pendulum and iron ruler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All these items were in place, but none would be of much use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only two objects could still function now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was the thread-attached earring, which could pick up certain sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other is a key, the key to survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng sent the thread-earring to follow the sound of the qin, and first heard a woman’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your friend has come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, he heard Ma Wu’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s a good man—he’s always been kind to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He heard the woman’s voice again: “If he’s good to you, he must be a good man—I will too...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng heard only half before the voice cut off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that the voice stopped—it was because the thread of the earring snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant her hook had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng ordered the thread-earring to track the qin music again, but the earring refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, don’t listen to that woman’s voice—just a few more words, and I fear I’ll lose my soul entirely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng took a deep breath and followed the footprints and the music into the depths of the forest, where he saw a small hut made of bamboo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the hut’s door, a breathtakingly beautiful woman was playing the qin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new land was dark, and Li Banfeng couldn’t clearly see the woman’s face—but he simply felt she was breathtakingly beautiful, her features flawless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why he felt this way, Li Banfeng himself could not explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu was building a fire nearby, boiling a pot of water—he didn’t know where the water had come from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Banfeng, Ma Wu cried out excitedly: “Brother Li, you’ve finally come!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng nodded: “I’m here. We should leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu’s eyebrows twitched briefly, then he shook his head: “I can’t leave yet—Miss Feng hasn’t fully recovered. I must stay to care for her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Feng?” Li Banfeng glanced at the woman playing the qin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The music paused. Miss Feng stroked the strings and looked at Li Banfeng: “Young Master Li, I’ve heard Wu Lang speak of you. You’re a good man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Lang saved my life—this debt I will repay. But I’m not yet healed; I still need Wu Lang’s care. In a few more days, he’ll return home. Young Master Li, don’t worry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu added: “Brother Li, Miss Feng can’t be left alone. I truly can’t leave. You go back first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng said: “If the lady needs help, I’ll stay too—let me assist Wu Lang in caring for her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That wouldn’t be proper,” Miss Feng said, her cheeks flushing red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu shook his head vigorously: “Brother Li, there are many private matters here—you can’t help. Listen to me and go back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Ma Wu kept his eyes fixed on Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was fully aware—he was signaling Li Banfeng to leave quickly, or danger would come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The qin music resumed, the same melody, but slightly faster in rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to the music, Li Banfeng suddenly felt dizzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu cried out: “Miss Feng, Brother Li is my closest friend!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Feng lowered her head, playing the qin, her brow slightly furrowed—as if annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Li Banfeng felt malice—intense, overwhelming malice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a signal deliberately released by Miss Feng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng realized: he was no match for this woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t hesitate—he turned and left the bamboo grove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of the bamboo grove, Li Banfeng prepared to change his plan—to find another way to rescue Ma Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was studying the surrounding terrain when the qin music drifted into his ears again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng felt dizzy once more, and Miss Feng’s voice returned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Li, I was severely wounded in battle and need a man to heal me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Lang is loyal and righteous—a fine man. I’ve taken a liking to him, and he truly cares for me. I mean him no harm—rest assured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As thanks, I’ll give you something: flesh I took from that man during battle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As her words ended, a piece of flesh appeared before Li Banfeng—palm-sized, bloody, still wriggling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng dared not touch the flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A light breeze blew two bamboo leaves, which wrapped the flesh tightly, bound with grass stems like a zongzi, and placed it before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng took it in his hand. Miss Feng whispered softly: “Go quickly... go...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng felt dizzy again, his body moving uncontrollably away from the bamboo grove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water boiled. Ma Wu brought a bowl to Miss Feng: “He’s my closest friend—don’t hurt him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Feng smiled: “Wu Lang, don’t worry. I’m only sending him back. I’ll protect him on the way—so long as he doesn’t meet that beggar, no one in this new land can harm him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu froze: “Which beggar?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Feng touched Ma Wu’s cheek: “You were born into wealth, yet you know so little—it’s no surprise. Everyone here is like this now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That beggar is powerful—even when I was whole, I might not have been his match.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her touch, Ma Wu shuddered—his cheeks and ears turned bright red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Feng laughed: “Last night, when we were entwined, you were so bold—why are you shy now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu lowered his head and smiled: “Don’t tease me, Miss. I’m no hero. You keep me around only for amusement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Feng frowned, her eyes filled with sorrow: “Wu Lang, do you think I deceived you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu sighed: “When we met, I saw you trapped by emerald vine tendrils—I rushed to save you without thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now I wonder: with your cultivation, how could you be caught by something so lowly? Wasn’t that just a trick to toy with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Feng took Ma Wu’s hand and placed it on her chest, speaking slowly: “Wu Lang, I didn’t deceive you. I was truly wounded then—I couldn’t fight off that vine. Without you, I wouldn’t have recovered so quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll never forget this debt. You’re a Wu Xiu—you need a strong body for your path. So I give you a strong body. It’s my repayment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu asked: “What kind of strong body?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll see soon,” Miss Feng said, blushing, and pulled Ma Wu’s hand into the hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng swiftly crossed the Small Yellow Spring and arrived at the Iron Thread River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want to move so fast—but he couldn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless thoughts filled his mind, each demanding equal authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet most of his thoughts shared the same idea—he must return to Lanyang Village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he wanted was to walk toward Lanyang Village—he’d even forgotten to avoid danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the Iron Thread River, he couldn’t go further—step ahead and he’d fall in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Li Banfeng charged straight toward the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small part of his mind screamed to stop him: Stop! Stop! Don’t go any further!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng knew he must stop—but he couldn’t suppress the urge to move forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could do nothing but walk ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I want to go home!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the critical moment, the technique “Heart Longing for Home” activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng struggled to pull out the key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his limbs nearly lost control, he used the key to unlock the door of his Personal Dwelling, then hurled the key across the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once inside the door, the “Heart Longing for Home” technique ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng opened the door again, ready to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to return to Lanyang Village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An uncontrollable thought seized his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jukebox was awake; the water in the barrel had cleared, and she was refilling it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, she was awake—she noticed Li Banfeng’s anomaly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, husband, what’s wrong with you?” A wisp of steam blocked Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng’s face twisted, his speech slurred: “Crazy girl... crazy girl...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You shameless madman—why are you mentioning girls to me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What crazy girl has bewitched you into this state?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Husband, are you possessed or what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What girl did you just say?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it that wretched Feng Daiku?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the bank of the Iron Thread River, the key to the Personal Dwelling lay on the opposite shore, less than ten centimeters from the wriggling iron-thread worms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One iron-thread worm stretched its long body toward the shore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it retracted, it coiled the key into the Iron Thread River—swallowed into the flood of iron-thread worms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Two chapters merged—Shala delivers with such power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lord of Pro, ranked as a Qidian Premium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you, dear readers, for your unwavering support—please leave comments for Shala!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2495,"2026-06-20T03:43:13.043Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5a1f34a4f9c691e51c82392a2a84e81112def8dd0b7b392e1eb7f6195e46da5a","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-149","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-147",863,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-proles-cover.jpg"]