[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-the-proles":3,"chapter-lord-of-the-proles-lord-of-the-proles-chapter-40":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},2290338,4478,"Chapter 40: Avoiding Misfortune, Seeking Good Fortune","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-40",40,"\u003Cp>A level-one traveler cultivator has two techniques, and Li Banfeng never expected this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was startled: “Qūjí Bìxiōng—how do you use this technique?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coachman said nothing, only kept his head down and pulled the cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng wanted to ask more, but suddenly felt a chill, involuntarily shivering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his subconscious, Li Banfeng felt an inexplicable fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt that if he asked one more question, he would die at the coachman’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coachman turned back and asked: “Afraid?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng nodded: “Afraid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coachman smiled: “I just now harbored murderous intent toward you. Don’t worry—it wasn’t real. I was just testing the technique for you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qūjí Bìxiōng is the simplest technique: today you came to ride my cart—that’s Qūjí.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling anxious, trembling hands, shivering, goosebumps—all could be omens of danger. When you experience this, avoid it at all costs—that’s Bìxiōng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The technique is easy, but many can’t grasp it, especially careless people who never take these small signs seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Traveler cultivators cross thousands of mountains and ten thousand rivers; their minds must be sharp. Every step must be weighed against their own life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This technique thrilled Li Banfeng: “So whenever danger approaches, a traveler cultivator will always sense it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coachman shook his head: “There’s no such luck. It depends on your cultivation base, your magic treasure, and your opponent’s Dao path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If your opponent is two levels above you, he can conceal his malice—you won’t sense a thing if he intends to harm you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or if he possesses a magic treasure or technique that hides malice, you still won’t sense it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some hidden places can conceal danger itself; if your cultivation is insufficient, you won’t sense it either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you encounter a Zhai Xiu of the same level, you won’t perceive any of his thoughts, not even his malice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Zhai Xiu could evade attention—and now he learned they could also conceal their own malice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intentions of a Zhai Xiu truly couldn’t be guessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind rises from flat ground—Qūjí Bìxiōng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng learned much from the coachman; five hundred pieces were worth every bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, hearing you say this, it seems Zhai Xiu have some advantage over traveler cultivators.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not just some advantage,” the coachman chuckled bitterly. “Let me put it this way: we traveler cultivators avoid Zhai Xiu, and Zhai Xiu avoid us. If you fight a Zhai Xiu of the same level, you must be ready to kill or be killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enter a Zhai Xiu’s dwelling, and you die. Take a Zhai Xiu to a dangerous place, and he dies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I once faced a Zhai Xiu who was forcing me into his dwelling. I endured being beaten all the way, dragged him to the cliff’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We traveler cultivators have steady feet—I could stand. He couldn’t. He fell off the cliff and died. That’s how I won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t think you can just exchange blows and stop. No such luck. These two Dao paths are mortal enemies. One moment of slackness means death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng seized the chance to ask: “Brother, do you know what techniques Zhai Xiu have?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can’t say,” the coachman shook his head. “Zhai Xiu techniques vary—some are the same, some aren’t. They’re hard to identify. One thing’s certain: every Zhai Xiu I’ve met had his own tricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Xiu are rare, and their spirit’s nature is unpredictable. That’s why they’re hard to deal with. When you encounter one, avoid them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng wanted to ask more, but suddenly the coachman stopped: “Station’s here. Go slowly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just that short while, the station had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he stepped down, Li Banfeng asked one more question: “Besides Wind Rises from Flat Ground and Qūjí Bìxiōng, do traveler cultivators have other abilities?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, plenty. But you’ve reached your destination.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng pulled out his wallet: “Pull me a bit farther. Or don’t pull—just keep me company. I’ll pay you. Name your price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coachman smiled: “Save your money. Our connection ends here. If fate brings us together again, I’ll tell you slowly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the coachman wiped his face with a towel and pulled the cart away from the square before the station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few days ago, Li Banfeng had just walked out of this station. Now he was about to embark again, returning to Yuezhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After returning, should he visit He Jiaqing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew if the man lying in that hospital was even He Jiaqing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it was him, he’d still get tangled with the Dark Star Bureau. Li Banfeng hesitated—should he still involve himself in He Jiaqing’s matter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, buy a ticket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I return to Yuezhou, I can…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can find a place to haul bricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng rubbed his forehead. What was so great about Yuezhou?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This station was small—just a row of single-story buildings. The waiting hall was slightly taller, with the ticket office beside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the coachman’s advice, Li Banfeng first controlled his hips, then his knees, then his ankles and toes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The approach was correct, but the force—thinner than a hemp rope—was hard to grasp. As he lifted his leg, his entire body shot forward into the ticket office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, the ticket office was empty. Li Banfeng stopped just in time and reached the ticket counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clerk was dozing and hadn’t noticed Li Banfeng’s odd movement. He shouted several times: “Ticket!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clerk rubbed her eyes, yawned, and asked: “Where to?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yuezhou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seat or berth?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seat was out of the question—he needed a berth. First-class berth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clerk prepared the ticket: “Train 1160. First-class berth, thirteen thousand. Next departure, nine p.m. tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirteen thousand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So expensive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng froze. He didn’t carry that much cash—most of his money was in his Personal Dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to retrieve money from his Personal Dwelling when the clerk added: “First, get a travel permit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Travel permit? What’s that?” Li Banfeng asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clerk frowned: “Without a travel permit, Pingshenme  do you buy a ticket?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why can’t he buy a ticket?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of rule is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Li Banfeng pondered the concept of a travel permit, a man wearing a forward cap entered the ticket office and silently watched Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been waiting here a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name was Chu Yunlong, a Da Jiu under the Patrol Squad of the Medicine King Hall’s Second Branch of the Jiangxiang Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sect Master was right—Li Banfeng would come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yunlong slowly approached Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was still arguing with the clerk: “You need a travel permit just to ride a train? Why not demand a passport? Is this train going to the Western Heavens to fetch scriptures?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was furious, trembling with rage. He felt the clerk was deliberately Diaonan  him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you ever ridden a train? Don’t you know this basic rule?” The clerk was angry too—she thought Li Banfeng was being unreasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While they argued, Chu Yunlong drew closer to Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hands in pockets, expressionless, he seemed to be lining up behind Li Banfeng to buy a ticket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, as soon as he touched Li Banfeng, he could control him, force him to reveal the location of the Bronze Lotus, then kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still seven or eight meters away. The argument between Li Banfeng and the clerk grew louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I came, no one mentioned any travel permit! Why are there so many rules now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t care where you’re from. No travel permit, no ticket. Talking to me won’t change anything. This is the rule. Buy it or leave!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect. Keep arguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yunlong’s lips curled slightly as he edged closer to Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of rule is this? Show me your rules!” Li Banfeng roared, losing control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why should I show you? Who do you think you are?” The clerk shot back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you won’t show me the rules, then there are no rules! I’m going in to get my ticket—see what you can do to stop me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yunlong stood directly behind Li Banfeng and slowly reached out his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Keep arguing. Don’t turn around. Just keep… wait!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s happening?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yunlong’s hand didn’t touch Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng leapt onto the counter—trying to force his way into the ticket room!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clerk was stunned: “You dare! Try stepping in!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng really meant to step in—he was a man who refused to be wronged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yunlong and the clerk shared the same thought: “Is this man insane?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yunlong couldn’t act now—Li Banfeng was on the counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clerk immediately pulled the alarm. Deafening bells rang through the ticket office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng didn’t force his way into the room. He crouched on the counter, glancing behind at Chu Yunlong, then at the ticket office entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two uniformed men burst through the door. Li Banfeng didn’t recognize them—but Chu Yunlong did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were station constables.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clerk pointed at Li Banfeng and shouted: “He’s trying to steal tickets! He has no travel permit—he’s attempting illegal passage!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two constables charged at Li Banfeng without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yunlong quickly stepped aside—he didn’t want trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng jumped off the counter and looked at Chu Yunlong. “Brother, run, what are you standing there for?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I mean…,” Chu Yunlong blinked, at a loss for words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng bolted off, moving with astonishing speed, dashing past the two constables blocking his path and vanishing from the ticket hall in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the two constables immediately advanced to surround Chu Yunlong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yunlong licked his lips, staring at the constables charging toward him, unsure how to explain himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Dear readers, if you’ve finished, give Banfeng a like, and also give the phonograph a like—Banfeng’s future depends entirely on you, dear readers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1623,"2026-06-20T03:43:13.043Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","234876b242e1bcc043acc9b4fd050f639220672314caf7fc2265516aef74bb88","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-41","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-39",863,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-proles-cover.jpg"]