[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-the-proles":3,"chapter-lord-of-the-proles-lord-of-the-proles-chapter-67":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},2290365,4478,"Chapter 67: Wife, Let","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-67",67,"\u003Cp>“Take a deep breath, hold on—you won’t die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei had suffered a fatal wound, blood gushing from his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hold on, you can make it!” Li Banfeng shoved the blood-soaked pendulum into Geng Zhiwei’s neck to stop the bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei gasped desperately—he didn’t want to die. Though covered in wounds and enduring immense suffering, he truly didn’t want to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Geng Zhiwei’s condition worsening, Li Banfeng’s forehead broke into sweat: “Keep breathing, you must hold on—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Think of all your vast estate—you don’t want to hand it over to someone else, do you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Think of all your assets—you don’t want them carved up by others, do you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Think of all your concubines—you don’t want them crawling into other men’s beds, do you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep breaths, hold on! You can’t die yet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Li Banfeng’s encouragement, Geng Zhiwei’s breathing instantly became rapid and forceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t accept losing everything he owned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Driven by fury and resentment, his will to live surged an entire level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng glanced at the phonograph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first Wu Xiu’s soul had been completely consumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second Wu Xiu’s soul had been eaten halfway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After more than ten minutes, the second soul was gone too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng wiped Geng Zhiwei’s sweat: “You’ve suffered, Zhiwei, you’ve suffered so much. Don’t worry—now it’s your turn. You’ll be freed soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng had kept Geng Zhiwei alive this long because his wife wanted to taste a fresh soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s like hot pot—the flavor of frozen meat is nothing compared to freshly slaughtered, instantly boiled meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei felt a thin slice torn from his left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left hand wasn’t injured—the thing actually torn away was his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul damage worsened Geng Zhiwei’s already frail condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the intense pain kept him fully conscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Droplets hung from the phonograph’s horn—whether sweat or drool, no one could tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng asked: “Wife, how’s the taste?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So fresh! Truly exquisite! How can this compare to those ancient, stale souls? Husband, you truly care for me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ancient stale souls” referred to the vengeful spirits he’d eaten at the old lady’s house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those spirits had been dead for years—how could their texture compare to this fresh, just-killed soul?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph slurped again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng had Yin-Yang Eyes. Unlike when Rong Jin’an died, he now clearly saw a thread of Geng Zhiwei’s soul—like a strand of rice noodles—sucked into the phonograph’s horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei’s expression was grotesque.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked onto Li Banfeng, who felt his heartbeat accelerate in waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Contrary to rumors, Geng Zhiwei wasn’t a weakling—he had cultivation, a Level One Huan Xiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had a Level One Huan Xiu, plus two Level One Wu Xiu bodyguards, died at Li Banfeng’s hands?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they entered Li Banfeng’s mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the mansion, the power of the mansion spirit stunned even Li Banfeng himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Wu Xiu, experts in close combat, couldn’t match Li Banfeng in speed or strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei’s Huan Xiu technique did slightly disrupt Li Banfeng, but suppressed by the mansion spirit, it only caused his heartbeat to quicken slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three had only one chance to counterattack—Geng Zhiwei made Li Banfeng hallucinate Song Laoshi, wearing a skirt and glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Li Banfeng hesitated for a moment, the two Wu Xiu prepared to strike him down together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Banfeng slipped into another room, exploiting their unfamiliarity with the terrain and defused the crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph ended the battle with a burst of ferocious steam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was pure domination—if not for fear of harming Li Banfeng, the phonograph could have finished them faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei’s soul had been slurped nearly halfway, yet he still lived, using Huan Xiu techniques to disrupt Li Banfeng’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng struggled to control himself, his right hand constantly fumbling over the phonograph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Woo-woo-woo~ Master, what are you feeling for?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wife, we’ve already consummated our marriage—why not tonight, we consummate it properly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cough cough cough cough!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph, focused on slurping the soul, choked, spewing several jets of mist and coughing violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brass horn turned red in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, it’s not that I’m unreasonable, nor that I refuse to serve you wholeheartedly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My body is simply not up to the task, I fear I’d ruin your pleasure—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Husband, wait a few days for me to rest, then find me a better vessel—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll serve you with all my heart, I’ll make you utterly satisfied, woo-ah-ah-ah~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the phonograph’s distress, Li Banfeng froze, pulling his hand back in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s wrong with me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why am I thinking of touching a phonograph?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are Huan Xiu techniques this potent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng looked at the pendulum—it held Geng Zhiwei’s blood, now saturated. But where could this blood go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was there a way to store blood?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Banfeng silent, the phonograph hurried to explain: “Husband, you’ve been afflicted by the treacherous ‘Love-Scorching Heart’ technique—Huan Xiu arts are this filthy—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Husband, don’t rush. I’ll avenge you. That Huan Xiu traitor—don’t move. Watch me eat him piece by piece!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the phonograph slurp the soul, Li Banfeng couldn’t help fumbling again, making the phonograph choke and cough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough cough cough—Husband, why not step outside for a while?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was about to retreat to the outer chamber when he realized something was missing from the main room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was missing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, he remembered: “Where did I put the herbs and elixirs I brought back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph, still slurping, sang: “Husband, I found those bottles and jars ugly, so I moved them all to the outer chamber.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng rushed to the outer chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t noticed earlier while dodging attacks, but now, candlelight revealed bottles and jars scattered everywhere—even the wooden chest holding elixirs had been smashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wife, you’re too brutal!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng wanted to check if the herbs were damaged, but when he picked up several jars, they were empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The herbs vanished?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flipped over the overturned wooden chest—the elixirs were gone too!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where did all these precious things go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng looked at the copper lotus—its petals were tightly closed, glowing with aura—it was refining elixirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had swallowed the herbs and elixirs and was refining them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was furious. He left the outer chamber, returned to the main room, and began groping the phonograph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph startled and sang: “Husband~~ Have you not calmed down yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wife~” Li Banfeng sang back, “Where’s your peach now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph froze, stammering: “I… I don’t have a peach yet…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When you grow a peach, bend over and I’ll beat you senseless!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph stammered: “W-why would you beat me, husband?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You wasted all the elixirs and herbs I worked hard for—don’t you deserve it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph’s voice sounded confused: “I… I moved them to the outer chamber—I didn’t waste them~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You moved them to the outer chamber, and the copper lotus ate them all—now there’s nothing left!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“T-this… this…” The phonograph stammered for a long while, then sang, “Blame it on that wicked Red Lotus~~ That wretch is greedy and angered you, husband—don’t be angry, don’t…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough! Stop singing!” Li Banfeng glanced at Geng Zhiwei’s corpse. “Is the soul fully consumed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph quickly replied: “All gone. Thank you, husband, for your kindness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clean it up yourself. Take the body to the outer chamber and give it to Lotus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chit-chit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph hummed two notes, pouting: “Why do you love that wicked Red Lotus so much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng sneered and sang: “Because Lotus Heart has seven holes~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After singing, Li Banfeng walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phonograph spat a puff of steam, muttering to itself: “What’s so great about seven holes? Aren’t three horns enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever. That madman’s off on another tangent again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng left Suishenju and retrieved his key near Geng Family Pharmacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire at Geng Family Pharmacy had not yet burned out; the Geng family rushed to put it out, and all nearby neighbors had fled to escape the disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, it was all unnecessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lao had already said: his medicinal wine could only be drunk within the courtyard, never taken outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fire would not harm anyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Geng family would be reduced to ashes—there was no point in trying to save them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng slipped away from Geng Family Pharmacy and hurried down the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not only fleeing from the Geng family—he had urgent business to attend to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had stayed home all day; his home cultivation had reached its quota, but his travel cultivation was far behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening the address left by Yu Nan, Li Banfeng set out to find the new site of Yaowang Gou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng truly wanted to see what this new site looked like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Dear readers, follow Banfeng to the new land!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1462,"2026-06-20T03:43:13.043Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b8d11e495eb4ca80ced8e42b0ff35b6c20231d7b1ad949246bd57400da842b3f","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-68","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-66",863,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-proles-cover.jpg"]