[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-the-proles":3,"chapter-lord-of-the-proles-lord-of-the-proles-chapter-191":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},2290489,4478,"Chapter 191: Wait for Me (Two Chapters Combined)","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-191",191,"\u003Cp>The horse-headed creatures were nearly annihilated; other monstrous beings no longer wished to serve as cannon fodder and lingered at the canyon’s entrance, watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye took the lead himself, leading a dozen or so loyal subordinates into the canyon; with each step he took, the entire valley trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng ran toward the canyon’s mouth and soon spotted Qiu Luoye’s silhouette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng manipulated the pendulum on the cliff wall, severing a vast expanse of vines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive boulders bound by vines tumbled down; one boulder, roughly the same size as Qiu Luoye, struck him directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oo~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye flicked his nose like swatting a fly, shattering the boulder into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shu Yongquan, come out! Show me your real skill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pace never slowed; he kept charging forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his body was enormous, Qiu Luoye’s speed was not slow; according to Li Banfeng’s estimate, he would exit the canyon in at most five minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What to do about the remaining seven minutes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could stop him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gate could hold him for three minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could the traps along the way delay him for four minutes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng leapt onto a sheer cliff and manipulated a paper doll to leap onto the opposite cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How are there still paper dolls?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weren’t all the paper dolls shattered?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were printed paper dolls; these were painted ones, secretly hidden inside his portable dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng spent two and a half days painting three pictures; the paper dolls within carried his own essence and were vastly different from the printed ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These three paper dolls, if standing still, could last half an hour; in intense combat, they could endure three minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper dolls and Li Banfeng on the cliffs alternately severed vines, triggering traps, while the pendulum assisted from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of massive nets woven from vines appeared one after another, blocking Qiu Luoye’s path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were the meticulously crafted traps of the centipede mother and daughter; Li Banfeng had tested them—these vines were incredibly sturdy, even the pendulum couldn’t cut them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye walked straight ahead, colliding with the vine nets like a man stumbling into a spiderweb—merely annoying, with no effect on his speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dozen massive nets shattered in succession; Qiu Luoye’s steps showed not a moment’s pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single second was delayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is a Land God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>5:11 a.m.—Qiu Luoye, in less than two minutes, traversed five li within the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the next bend lay the second ambush point—this one was critical!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground were pits—dug by the wild boar and two bears for Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pits were twenty meters deep; the centipede mother and daughter had disguised them with exquisite care—no trace could be seen from the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his size, if Qiu Luoye fell in, getting out wouldn’t be easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with a Land God’s experience, would he fall for a trap?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The centipede mother and daughter had only third- or fourth-level cultivation—how could they deceive a Land God?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye stepped onto the trap and fell into the pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He actually fell in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Shu Yongquan said, Qiu Luoye wasn’t very clever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s also why he preferred fighting in his true form—if he turned into a ghost flame, he might easily be tricked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now he’d been tricked by Li Banfeng; this deep pit, according to Li Banfeng’s estimate, would trap him for at least one minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five seconds later, Qiu Luoye lifted his head, flicked his trunk, drew his limbs together, and leapt out of the pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five seconds—the wild boar had spent an entire day digging that pit, and it only delayed him five seconds!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those five seconds gave Li Banfeng his chance to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his hand, the old teapot’s water had boiled!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two barriers rose in the valley—one in front, one behind—trapping Qiu Luoye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye slammed into the barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old teapot coughed several times: “This old elephant—strong as hell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tea water surged rapidly from the ground, flooding up to the elephant’s ankles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old teapot was the key to the second ambush point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he’d lost most of his memories, the old teapot had full confidence: “Brother, I thought a Land God would never give me a chance to act—but if I succeed, I can hold him for at least two minutes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two minutes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How precious those two minutes would be!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tea water quickly rose to his knees; the elephant stared at it for a moment, then extended his trunk into the tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the tea on the ground was drained!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not bad!” the elephant burped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old teapot was startled: “This old elephant… I’m afraid I can only hold him for one minute.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without tea, the old teapot assumed his barrier could last a minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was too optimistic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elephant swung his trunk and slammed his tusks into the barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old teapot shuddered—the barrier cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elephant roared and slammed into it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old teapot spat out a jet of tea water, then fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barrier shattered; the old teapot sank into deep slumber!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye shattered the old teapot’s barrier with only two strikes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Body cultivator!” the wine gourd exclaimed. “I’ve never seen such a formidable body cultivator!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he spoke, the wine gourd shot into the air and poured out all the remaining wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng struck a match, ready to ignite it—when the elephant swung his trunk and sucked all the wine mist from the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wine gourd gritted his teeth: “Get him drunk, you bastard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Medicine King’s wine!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye swayed slightly, rubbing his eyes with his trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drunk him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good wine! Strong!” Qiu Luoye kept walking forward; his skin reddened slightly, but otherwise showed no change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of monster is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Medicine King’s wine didn’t work?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could possibly stop him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng recalled his original tactic: leading ten thousand archers, ambushing both sides of the valley, killing with a storm of arrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he understood why his wife had laughed at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if you lined up two rows of cannons, would they do any good?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if you placed two rows of missiles here, would they help?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper doll Jiaoniang severed a vine, causing a cascade of boulders to fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boulders didn’t harm Qiu Luoye—the paper doll Jiaoniang shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strain was too great; she’d reached her limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fox arrived beside the elephant and pointed at the cliff: “Master, there’s someone on the cliff!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye sneered: “A worthless scrap—I saw him long ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fox begged to attack: “Master, we should capture him first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need!” Qiu Luoye’s strategy was clear: “Don’t linger in the valley. Get to Shu Yongquan’s territory, raze his stronghold, dig up the contract, and leave him a wandering ghost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elephant roared forward, followed by a dozen monstrous creatures charging ahead!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main force still watched at the canyon’s mouth; since the first victory was out of reach, they waited for Qiu Luoye to break through before advancing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng glanced at the calendar’s back—5:13 a.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two minutes had passed; for one and a half minutes, Qiu Luoye had simply walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second ambush point was meant to delay him two minutes—it only held him for half a minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What to do about the remaining seven minutes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng had no time to think—he rushed toward the third ambush point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third ambush point lay eight li into the valley, just two li from the canyon’s entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this ambush point, Li Banfeng had to act himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ran ahead of Qiu Luoye and saw Qiu Luoye approaching from afar, his entire body trembling along with the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the Earth God directly was a difficult thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng tensed his body, controlled his trembling hands, and dashed into a tangle of vines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ku Po walked along the yellow earth path of Kucaizhuang and saw a leaf fall beside her foot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Used luck again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the second time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kid has clearly run into a lot of trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng burst out from the vines; Qiu Luoye arrived in an instant, saw the thick wall of vines ahead, and swung his long trunk, sending the vines flying in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng emerged from the vines and unfurled a calendar tablet before Qiu Luoye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was over ten meters from Qiu Luoye—if Qiu Luoye didn’t stop, Li Banfeng would be too late to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because when using the calendar tablet, Li Banfeng couldn’t move—that was the tablet’s price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only could he not move, but nothing sentient in the surroundings could move either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic treasures couldn’t move; spiritual entities couldn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once anything moved, the tablet’s power would fail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye retracted his trunk and glanced at Li Banfeng: “You came to die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved—and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But did he really move?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng didn’t answer; the beauty inside the calendar tablet spoke: “Stop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye froze: “You tell me to stop, and I stop?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m just a weak woman—I beg this brave man to pause. Won’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet for some reason, hearing the beauty say this, Qiu Luoye actually stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fox beside him startled, glancing at Li Banfeng holding the calendar tablet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>De Xiu?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beauty on the calendar tablet continued: “Why are you entering the valley?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye answered her seriously: “Today is the day of battle—I’m allowed to enter!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beauty pointed to the calendar at the bottom of the tablet: “The day of battle is tomorrow—you’ve misremembered the date!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomorrow?” Qiu Luoye stared blankly for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did I really misremember the date?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look behind him and asked a pine tree covered in needles: “Isn’t today the day of battle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pine tree thought long and hard, then replied: “I don’t know what a date is—I know what a year is. Every year, I grow a little thicker…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get lost, useless thing!” Qiu Luoye turned back to the calendar tablet and roared, “You say I’m wrong, and I’m wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beauty on the calendar tablet snapped: “I am the calendar tablet—I say you misremembered the date, and you did!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She made perfect sense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The calendar tablet never misremembers dates!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beauty continued scolding: “You broke in before the date arrived—you don’t follow the rules. What kind of Earth God are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye felt ashamed, wishing he could leave immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head and saw the fox at his feet—but the fox wasn’t speaking, wasn’t moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fox was about to wake up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The calendar tablet was forged by Hong Lian using the Song Girl’s Flower and Pan Dehai’s folding fan; Li Banfeng named her Meng De.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Li Banfeng unfurled the calendar tablet, Meng De plunged Qiu Luoye and his followers into a dream, and used De Xiu’s technique to plunge Qiu Luoye into deep self-reproach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was risky—Song Girl’s Flower’s level couldn’t possibly make Qiu Luoye fall into a dream so quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Pan Dehai’s fan was of high level; under Hong Lian’s forging, Meng De’s level matched the fan’s, giving her a chance to make Qiu Luoye dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How great that chance was depended on Li Banfeng’s luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even though Qiu Luoye had entered the dream, it wasn’t foolproof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If even one of Qiu Luoye’s subordinates hadn’t fallen into the dream—if that one moved—the dream would shatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, Qiu Luoye was speaking to the tree-man—he seemed to be moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he wasn’t moving—he was speaking to the tree-man in the dream, standing right where he was, right before Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng’s luck was good—Qiu Luoye and all his subordinates had fallen into the dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he held the calendar tablet, sweat dripping down; the back of the tablet still showed a clock face, the time reading 5:15.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye had stood in place for over a minute—the calendar tablet had already exceeded its task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Li Banfeng, the wisest choice now was to immediately retract the tablet and flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Banfeng wanted to stall a little longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than two li from the valley mouth, if Qiu Luoye kept charging forward, he’d burst out in under a minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Shuimen could only hold for three minutes—what would they do with another minute and a half?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stall!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stall one more minute, and hope would appear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Banfeng hadn’t expected—the fox beside Qiu Luoye had already woken up, because this fox was also a Dream Cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his cultivation was only at Level Two, this fox had extremely high spiritual awareness and was Qiu Luoye’s trusted lieutenant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment he entered the dream, he sensed something was wrong; now his consciousness had broken free—but he didn’t rush to wake Qiu Luoye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fox’s thinking differed from Qiu Luoye’s—he always believed they should eliminate the valley’s threat first before attacking the Water Spring territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this Li Banfeng—deceitful, persistent—was the one who must be eliminated first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pretended to still be dreaming, planning to kill Li Banfeng first, then wake Qiu Luoye, to prevent Li Banfeng from escaping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the fox’s toe touched the ground, making a faint sound, the Thread-Ear Earrings immediately warned: “Movement!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng retracted the calendar tablet and turned to flee; the fox leapt, lunging at Li Banfeng’s back—Tang Dao flew in and severed the fox’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chong Kui’s antennae weren’t eaten for nothing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every strike takes the enemy’s head!” Tang Dao praised himself, then chased after Li Banfeng to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment the fox moved, Qiu Luoye had awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crushed a vast stretch of vines beneath his feet; before reaching the valley exit, Li Banfeng triggered his final trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This trap’s effectiveness was uncertain—and the odds of failure were extremely high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead of him stood a paper doll woman holding a judge’s brush, drawing a circle, waiting inside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng dashed through the circle—the paper doll didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye charged into the circle—the paper doll shouted: “Fly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The judge’s brush didn’t move either—he was too lazy to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t move? Fine—Li Banfeng never expected much from the judge’s brush anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye swung his trunk again, smashing the second paper doll woman; the judge’s brush fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Kucaizhuang, Ku Po saw another leaf fall before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Used up the third luck?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Used on something good—something of no low level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ku Po smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big nephew, you’re going to have to pay your debt again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye kept charging forward—and stepped squarely on the judge’s brush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, damn…” That step hurt the judge’s brush badly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He got angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly lifted Qiu Luoye into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye was walking forward when suddenly his feet left the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could understand what happened, he was already flying backward over two li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had just pricked his foot?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Luoye looked down—didn’t see the judge’s brush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The judge’s brush had hidden in the grass—he knew if Qiu Luoye caught him, he’d be dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrying Qiu Luoye two li, the judge’s brush exhausted every ounce of accumulated strength he’d saved over the years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay quietly in the grass, silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those two li bought Li Banfeng one minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng had reached the canyon mouth and raised the Waterfall Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unfolded the calendar and glanced at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dial on the back showed 5:16.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he could do was hope autumn leaves fell slower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 5:17, Qiuluoye hadn’t arrived; his tree-man rushed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng stopped waiting and ordered the last paper maiden to pour two jin of water onto Shuiluo Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Water trickled down the lintel; Shuiluo Gate took root instantly, and an invisible barrier spread toward both sides of the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the barrier sealed, the tree-man slammed into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng, bracing the door from behind, was thrown off-balance; the tree-man’s head poked through the gap and jabbed toward his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Dao slashed once, severing half the tree-man’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three strikes, Tang Dao retracted into Li Banfeng’s pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tree-man felt no pain and kept pushing forward; Li Banfeng swung his sickle, hacking wildly at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper maiden threw her arms around the tree-man from behind with all her strength; together, they forced it back half a step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned, grabbed the paper maiden, tore her into shreds, then turned back to confront Li Banfeng—only to be blocked by the barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barrier had formed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The calendar’s dial now read 5:17:08.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Done!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Success!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shuiluo Gate could hold for three minutes—until 5:20!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tree-man slammed wildly against the barrier; Li Banfeng pressed hard against the door from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shuiluo Gate was powerful; despite the tree-man’s frantic assaults, Li Banfeng felt only slight tremors in his arms—most of the force had been absorbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng relaxed. All he needed now was to wait until 5:20, then flee, then return to Shuiyongquan for what he owed—if he refused…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng flew out from behind the door and landed on his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two doors opened—over a foot wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuluoye stood outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d merely kicked the barrier casually, sending Li Banfeng flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng scrambled up, rushed to the door, and slammed it shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another kick; Li Banfeng flew out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact broke two of his ribs; his consciousness blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squeeeee—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two doors slowly opened again; Li Banfeng rose from the ground and rushed to close them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doors must not open three feet—otherwise the barrier would vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door slammed into Li Banfeng’s face; blood gushed from his nose and mouth, his cheekbones shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he shut the door, Qiuluoye, enraged, charged forward and slammed into the barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was hurled through the air, landed hard, and broke his leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, Shuiyongquan’s old dog only knows how to use this crap!” Qiuluoye’s head spun from the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squeeeee—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two doors opened again, nearly two feet wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost three feet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone had to hold the door—otherwise Shuiluo Gate would open wider and faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng never imagined this—he thought raising Shuiluo Gate was victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never thought holding the door would be this hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The calendar lay in the grass; the clock read 5:18.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two minutes left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could hold it for two minutes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gone…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside his personal dwelling, the phonograph’s breath came faint as a thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honglian sighed: “Wicked woman, you ruled your life with power, yet still couldn’t survive this tribulation—do you even know if that madman still lives?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he’d perished with you, it would’ve been a perfect end. But what am I, trapped here for eternity?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng pushed himself up from the tangled grass—he was still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His leg was broken; he couldn’t stand. He crawled with both hands to the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shut the door, then pulled a vine from his waist, threading it through both door rings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vine was strong—even a blade couldn’t cut it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned against the door, binding himself to it with the vine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door shuddered; Li Banfeng spat blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood was foul, salty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuluoye slammed into the barrier again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng’s vision turned black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt no pain, nothing at all—only knew blood kept pouring from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know your name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You probably don’t know mine either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the day we met, you called me husband; I called you wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wife, wait for me to return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I came back that time, I brought the Su’e Lady into our home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I betrayed you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You sent me to the outer chamber; I stood outside, listening as you fought the Su’e Lady to the death…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood outside…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew you were fighting the Su’e Lady,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You saved me, but I couldn’t save you,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And you ended up so badly wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I betrayed you…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That time, I couldn’t save you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, wait for me to return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vine snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng, a bloody ruin, lay sprawled on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squeeeee—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuluoye stood right behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door had opened two feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door must be shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The time hasn’t come yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We must close the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t let the door open more than three feet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng’s hand groped along the ground; he couldn’t stand up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his head, trying to see the time on the calendar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the canyon’s exit appeared a massive figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Suo’e…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would thinking of Madam Suo’e make her appear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hallucination?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a hallucination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu rode his Swallow straight toward Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shuiluo Gate!” The Swallow recognized the spiritual artifact and immediately pressed against the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Swallow was thrown back slightly; Ma Wu stepped forward and shut the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu was blasted away, his left arm bone broken; Zuo Wugang rushed forward and closed the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zuo Wugang staggered back two steps; Xianxian and Qiaocui charged forward, and the three Suo’e moths together pressed against the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu charged back again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Genzi and Xiao Chuanzi rushed forward together and pressed against the door!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After holding for over a minute, no more sounds came from outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Has Qiuluoye stopped slamming?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can’t he break through anymore?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He can’t possibly be unable to break through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Has the door’s barrier failed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng looked at the clock on the calendar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five nineteen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not yet five twenty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could this be…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There should still be time…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could Shuiluo Gate possibly fail?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From midair came the sound of Shuiyongquan:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qiuluoye, you’ve lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flower appeared in Li Banfeng’s hand, its petals spinning around the center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: My wife, wait for Banfeng’s return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3644,"2026-06-20T03:43:13.043Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","19ca07be3576f415cb6337dda30e13de645bf496abbed75208cbf4413bbd137e","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-192","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-190",863,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-proles-cover.jpg"]