[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-the-proles":3,"chapter-lord-of-the-proles-lord-of-the-proles-chapter-854":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},2291152,4478,"Chapter 854: Steal and Rob","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-854",854,"\u003Cp>Li Banfeng opened the door, Li Banfeng stepped out, and the door closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the door closed, the outside became another world—this man was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a very logical procedure, so Duan Tielu overlooked one fact: before the door closed, Li Banfeng could still return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here were techniques of reversing cause and effect, plus top-tier Home Cultivator and Travel Cultivator methods—he could return at incredible speed without alerting anyone nearby, so He Jiaqing and Duan Tielu never noticed Li Banfeng had come back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impressive skill, Li Qi. No wonder you’re the boss of Pulu Province. I apologize.” Duan Tielu stood up and bowed formally to Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be so polite, Old Duan. Take another look at the almanac—today, is it really auspicious for business?” Li Banfeng’s face still wore full sincerity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu pushed his chair to Li Banfeng’s side: “Seventh Master, no words needed—you drank my tea, you’re my guest. Please sit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng sat down and stared at the glass window of the reception room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames roared in the hall. Li Banfeng said: “He Jiaqing is nearly charred to ash—aren’t you going to do anything about this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu replied politely: “Seventh Master, do you think I should?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng waved his hand: “Fine, don’t do anything. Let him burn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu smiled: “Li Qi, you’re straightforward—I like this temperament of yours. Sit here, Seventh Master. Sit tight. Don’t move.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng didn’t understand: “What if I move?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu touched the teacup beside him: “You’ve drunk the tea—now you’re no longer in control.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng looked at the teacup on the table: “Is this a Home Cultivator’s magic treasure?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly! Seventh Master, you’ve sharp eyes!” Duan Tielu nodded. “I thought if you refused to leave, I’d force you out with this Home Cultivator treasure—but you walked out on your own. I thought I wouldn’t need it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng said: “That’s too formal. You prepared everything—I wouldn’t dare waste your goodwill.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Qi, your mouth is truly hard—I wonder how long you can keep it up?” Duan Tielu tapped the chair. Instantly, the chair turned as red as burning charcoal. “Seventh Master, this chair is a Hard Cultivator’s magic treasure. How does it feel sitting on it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Try it yourself and find out?” Li Banfeng stood up—the chair flew up and slammed into Duan Tielu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This caught Duan Tielu completely off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected Li Banfeng to be unaffected by the Home Cultivator technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teacup was in Li Banfeng’s hand; Li Banfeng drank the tea—technically, the Home Cultivator technique should have taken effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Duan Tielu didn’t know Li Banfeng was a top-tier Home Cultivator, nor that his signature technique was Family Treasure Self-Numbering. The teacup had been in contact with Li Banfeng for so long, it had become his family—he couldn’t bring himself to use the technique on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu also hadn’t expected the chair beneath Li Banfeng to fly up and attack him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was well-traveled and knew of a trick from the “No Way Out” school: using Wind-Riding Cloud-Stepping to make others or objects fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to dodge—but failed. Li Banfeng controlled the technique with perfect precision; within five meters, he never missed. The chair chased Duan Tielu until it clamped onto him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu clapped his hands—normally, the chair should have instantly cooled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the chair didn’t cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chair defied him—growing redder, hotter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, when Duan Tielu invited Li Banfeng to sit, Li Banfeng knew his intentions were bad—but he sat anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng had sat for a long while, using Family Treasure Self-Numbering, combined with Stubborn Resolve—so the chair had become his family too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu’s body smoked from the burning chair, but his injuries weren’t severe—his clothes rapidly grew over his skin, shielding his flesh first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chair disobeyed him, but he had other magic treasures. Duan Tielu hooked a finger—the underside of the table produced a washbasin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The washbasin looked empty, but held endless water—water that froze instantly upon contact with other objects. Duan Tielu intended to use it to forcibly cool the chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The basin moved fast—but not faster than Tang Dao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Dao struck first, slicing the basin’s rim. The Sickle followed, hooking its base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though both were magic treasures, their combat power differed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu’s basin was forged from a Cloud-Top Cold Cultivator, retaining 85% of its combat power—ordinary magic treasures would freeze on contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Tang Dao and the Sickle weren’t ordinary magic treasures. Tang Dao’s original form was also from Cloud-Top—though its power retention was low, years of feeding and care had made it stronger than when alive; even in the first three strikes, its power surpassed its living state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first strike split the basin open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sickle seized the chance, piercing the bottom. Both blades strained together, splitting the basin apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water inside froze on the floor. The broken basin still tried to move—until the Sickle and the Pendulum chopped it into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu was still trapped under the chair, about to summon another magic treasure—when the teacup on the table, still steaming, splashed boiling tea onto his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng said: “How’s that? Hot enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu didn’t answer—but it was truly scalding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His clothes could withstand the chair’s heat, but boiling tea seeped through the fabric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Teapot said: “Look—he won’t even speak. That’s disrespect. He thinks our tea isn’t good enough—I’ll give him more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng nodded: “Add more. Let him lie still and drink his tea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boiling tea surged beneath Duan Tielu, submerging him entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to summon other magic treasures—but found he couldn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether it’s hot or not, you drank my tea,” Li Banfeng smiled. “Now you’ll obey me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu was startled—did this teapot on Li Banfeng’s hand also have Home Cultivator properties?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That shouldn’t be possible. Duan Tielu stared at the Old Teapot for a moment. By experience, it should be a Hard Cultivator’s magic treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, Li Banfeng had taken Duan Tielu’s teacup and poured tea onto him—could it be the teacup’s doing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu finally realized: his teacup had malfunctioned. It hadn’t activated the Home Cultivator technique on Li Banfeng—it had activated it on himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could the teacup do this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clever Li Qi—what trick did he use?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Home Cultivator’s Family Treasure Self-Numbering?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is Li Qi a Home Cultivator?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Home Cultivators are easily overlooked. Since entering this building, Li Qi had been ignored several times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought his white cloak helped him hide—but now I see, though the cloak is decent quality, it shouldn’t evade so many Surveillance Cultivator magic treasures in this building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He can use shadows to scout the building, and his shadow count is unusually high—looks like Shadow Cultivator technique—but think again—it could also be Home Cultivator’s Shadow-Linked Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s a Travel Cultivator—how could he also cultivate Home Cultivator arts?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could Travel Cultivator be a disguise created by magic treasure?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such dire straits, Duan Tielu remained calm—his left big toe was moving slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the Home Cultivator technique, he shouldn’t move—but Duan Tielu knew magic treasures still had weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teacup was made by his own hands—the Home Cultivator technique it activated had a flaw: the left big toe. This wasn’t his oversight—it was a natural defect of the magic treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved his left big toe three times—a broom suddenly shot up from under the bed, its handle lifting the chair and flinging it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Dao rushed forward and slashed the broom in half. The broomstick still struggled with Tang Dao, but the broom head slapped Duan Tielu’s face—the Home Cultivator technique on him dissolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu immediately stood, slapped the table—three drawers and one cabinet opened. The first drawer opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A packet of printed paper emerged from the drawer. The packaging tore open—sheets flew everywhere in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Dao froze, unsure what use so much paper had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chain Earrings heard the whistling sound and shouted: “Master, watch out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white sheet flew past his side, leaving a bloody cut on Li Banfeng’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a Blade Cultivator technique!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White sheets flew everywhere in the room—Li Banfeng had no room to dodge—he had to use the Free and Easy Technique to evade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting like this would cost him dearly. Li Banfeng considered using the Wanderer Without Boundaries technique—but it could only be used once in a short time, and using it against a single magic treasure was clearly not worth it. Better to keep it until he had certainty of capturing Duan Tielu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wine Gourd leapt out, spraying alcohol mist throughout the room. The Glove took a match and lit it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large patch of white paper burned to ash—but when the flames died, the white sheets grew denser. The Wine Gourd couldn’t burn them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are all these white sheets Blade Cultivator magic treasures?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible—how many Blade Cultivators would he need to refine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng saw white sheets continuously flying out of the desk—was the desk itself a Blade Cultivator magic treasure?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He prepared to destroy the desk—Duan Tielu smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng had fallen for it. The desk wasn’t a Blade Cultivator magic treasure—it wasn’t a magic treasure at all. Inside were countless traps and spirit objects. If he tangled with this desk, he’d be trapped, and the entire battle would be under Duan Tielu’s control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Li Banfeng neared the desk, all printed paper in the room fell to the ground—the Blade Cultivator technique failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu was startled, glancing at the drawer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The packaging bag of the printed paper inside the drawer was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real Blade Cultivator magic treasure was the packaging bag—it used Blade Cultivator technique to launch the white sheets. No one would suspect a torn paper bag could be such a high-end magic treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where did the bag go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu had no time to think—he was gathering the scattered white sheets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng advanced to seize Duan Tielu—Duan Tielu threw the white sheets into the air, layering them like shields to temporarily block Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, a thermos on the table flew toward Li Banfeng. Tang Dao rushed forward and slashed it open—a stream of hot water gushed out. Tang Dao wasn’t afraid of hot water, but Li Banfeng sensed something wrong—the water carried a strange odor. He had smelled this odor before, during battle with the Totem Army at Wuyouping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He commanded Tang Dao to dodge immediately—but Tang Dao avoided the water, not the steam. Where the steam passed, rust spots appeared on the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steam rapidly spread through the room—Tang Dao, the Sickle, the Pendulum, and the Earrings all developed rust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, it hurts!” the Earrings cried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng quickly used the Connected Chamber Technique to return all of them home, and warned the Glove to be extra careful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one of Pulu Province’s rarest Dao sects: Corrosion Cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flying thermos wasn’t a proper magic treasure—the true high-end magic treasure was this pot of water. It possessed not only Corrosion Cultivation properties but also strong sentience—it could distinguish friend from foe and actively targeted objects vulnerable to corrosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Water flowed beneath their feet, steam spread through the air—the projector stepped forward, its lens flickering, absorbing both steam and hot water with its Withering Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After collecting it, the projector wasn’t working well: “Seven Director, this thing is terribly unartistic—I need a break.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng swapped the projector into his Personal Dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu stood in one corner of the room, his attention entirely on Li Banfeng, unaware that Banfeng Chou and Banfeng Yin had already reached his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng’s figure flickered, as if about to use the Step-Through-Flower technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu put on a pair of reading glasses, and his entire form blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This magic treasure was powerful—Duan Tielu wore the glasses, and Li Banfeng developed presbyopia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only him, but Banfeng Yin and Banfeng Chou’s vision also blurred; only Banfeng Yi remained clear-eyed, and he kicked straight through Wan Chuan Duan onto Duan Tielu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Banfeng Yi’s vision was blurry too, but he was used to reconnaissance and leading the way—he’d fought in harsh conditions before. Though he couldn’t see clearly, his kick landed precisely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu was kicked off-balance, but his armor protected him from serious injury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Amazing shadows—I can’t tell if this is Shadow Cultivation technique or Dwelling Cultivation technique.” Duan Tielu flipped a wall switch, and lights blazed from every direction in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These lights chased after shadows; every shadow couldn’t withstand this move and shrank back beneath Li Banfeng’s feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intense light, combined with blurred vision, left Li Banfeng completely unable to see Duan Tielu’s position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu picked up a hammer from beside the wall, struck the wall once, and the room suddenly sounded like a hundred speakers had been connected—deep, heavy rumbles and piercing, shrill shrieks rang endlessly in Li Banfeng’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was struck by persistent tinnitus, unable to hear Duan Tielu’s footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cigarette leapt from the pack on the table, lit itself, and emitted pungent smoke that obscured Duan Tielu’s scent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glove warned: “Boss, be extremely careful—this bird has too many tricks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, the glove’s voice began to stutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gust of cold, sinister wind drifted through the smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad!” Lao Chahu had seen this technique before: “Spirit Cultivator!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Li Banfeng drank in Lu’s Bookhouse, Lu the Boss had told him about Spirit Cultivators—a sect originating from Dao, but with vastly different combat methods from Cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demon Cultivators use ghost servants in battle, enhancing their power by gathering more ghost servants and strengthening them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit Cultivators turned the art of taming ghost servants into direct combat techniques—they attack spiritual essence directly; the weaker one’s spiritual essence, the easier it is to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wraiths’ spiritual essence is almost entirely exposed—they stand no chance against Spirit Cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic treasures’ spiritual essence is protected by the objects they inhabit, but still struggle to resist Spirit Cultivator attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Living humans have flesh bodies, offering the best spiritual protection—but high-level Spirit Cultivators can attack the soul itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sect is too sinister; everyone seeks to exterminate it—even Demon Cultivators, who share the same roots, cannot tolerate them, for Spirit Cultivators inflict massive damage on ghost servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under joint suppression by all Dao sects, Spirit Cultivators went extinct—who could have imagined Duan Tielu still possessed such a magic treasure?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng immediately activated Lian Kuo Dongfang, sending all his magic treasures and spiritual objects back into his Personal Dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Hongying shouted to the old man: “This fighting won’t work—Qi Lang can’t beat him. I’m going out to help Qi Lang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Personal Dwelling said: “You cannot go out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hongying asked: “Why not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The opposite side has a Spirit Cultivator’s magic treasure—it would harm you too severely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hongying said: “I have a body—what do I have to fear?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you haven’t truly been revived,” Personal Dwelling looked around at all of them, wondering who was fit to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hongying couldn’t go, Jiuer even less so, Ayu couldn’t either—Lai Wuju and Yuan Miaoping couldn’t either; none of them were truly living beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second room’s Shadow Cultivators couldn’t go either; none of the other half-awake passengers could be sent out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xiaowan had been fully revived, but she was in Hulucun studying the Jade Seal—she wasn’t here!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then who could be sent out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered, the Sky Maiden rose and said: “I’ll go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to go, but Personal Dwelling remained uneasy—he was wary of the Sky Maiden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sky Maiden frowned: “I don’t even know what you’re afraid of. In this room, I’ve known him the longest—even longer than you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When have I ever harmed him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man couldn’t think of a better plan—he was about to let the Sky Maiden out—when he realized the door wouldn’t open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sky Maiden grew impatient: “What’s going on? What trick are you playing now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Personal Dwelling wasn’t playing tricks: “I’ve been caught in a technique. Ah Qi, use Lian Kuo Dongfang to swap the Sky Maiden out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng hadn’t planned to swap out the Sky Maiden, but he had just considered using Lian Kuo Dongfang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d wanted to swap himself into the Personal Dwelling—Duan Tielu’s magic treasure assault was too fierce, and he wanted to hide temporarily—but Lian Kuo Dongfang failed to activate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was strange—when swapping magic treasures in, there was no problem. But now, when it came to himself, Lian Kuo Dongfang suddenly stopped working.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mmm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu struck the wall again with his hammer, and the low rumbles and shrill shrieks in the room fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng immediately activated Insight into Spiritual Sound, and asked Duan Tielu: “What’s your meaning? Are you holding back on me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, I’m holding back,” Duan Tielu said. “I think you’re a decent young man—I don’t want to see you die like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu couldn’t possibly be holding back—his current actions concealed some unknown intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But regardless of the opponent’s motive, Li Banfeng could now use Insight into Spiritual Sound to pinpoint Duan Tielu’s location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just Duan Tielu—but many of his possessions too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng heard numerous complaints and grumbles; clearly, Duan Tielu didn’t value his magic treasures much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your magic treasures are impressive!” Duan Tielu sincerely complimented Li Banfeng. “Who made these? Was it Shiba Lun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng nodded: “Yes, made by Shiba Lun. Aren’t you furious seeing this? Shiba Lun has such skill—aren’t you envious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu laughed: “You use Foolish Cultivation technique—your words just now carried such conviction, I really got angry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But thinking carefully, I shouldn’t be angry—I know Shiba Lun’s abilities well enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His creations are always novel, but lack refinement. These magic treasures on you are definitely not his work—they’re too spiritually potent. I can’t imagine who else could craft them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But that thing behind you—yes, that’s definitely made by Shiba Lun. I can’t see or hear it, but I know it’s here. Whenever I encounter it, I feel a resonance; whenever I think of it, I grit my teeth in hatred.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng looked puzzled: “What are you talking about? What’s behind me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh!” Duan Tielu chuckled and shook his head. “Why lie? You’re a Dwelling Cultivator—your little train is your dwelling, isn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve fought this long, gained so many advantages, precisely because your dwelling is here—you’re fighting on your own doorstep, able to use many Dwelling Cultivation techniques, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You feared the Spirit Cultivator’s techniques, so you sent your magic treasures back. But once sent back, they’re gone—you can’t retrieve them, because I’ve locked your dwelling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng also complimented Duan Tielu: “Clever strategy. You brought out this Spirit Cultivator magic treasure precisely to make me send all my magic treasures home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu said: “You didn’t have to send them. If you hadn’t, I’d have stripped the spiritual essence from all your magic treasures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the smoke in the room thickened; Li Banfeng coughed twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cigarette on the table kept burning one after another—these cigarettes didn’t just impair smell, they carried deadly poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This poison was clearly targeted—it harmed only Li Banfeng, leaving Duan Tielu unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu laughed: “Li Qi, can’t you take it? I’ll tell you—I won’t rush to strike you. You caught the attention of the Peddler and became Grand Boss of Pulu Province—you must have real ability. Don’t ruin the fun—let’s fight longer, take it slow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng detected a change in the voice. Though Duan Tielu used Sound Cultivation techniques to mask it, Insight into Spiritual Sound could pierce most disguises, revealing the voice’s subtle details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu was moving—each step slow, cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he silenced the noise—the noise had no directionality, disrupting both Li Banfeng’s judgment and his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just noise—Duan Tielu’s magic treasures lacked spiritual potency; this flaw was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room’s intense light also lacked directionality, severely impairing Duan Tielu’s vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The poison in the smoke was targeted, but the smoke itself wasn’t—it also obstructed Duan Tielu’s sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither side could easily track the other’s movements. Li Banfeng, as a Dwelling Cultivator, was easily overlooked—this situation prolonged, Duan Tielu would suffer the disadvantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu silenced the noise and spoke directly to Li Banfeng to pinpoint his location—and to confirm the little train’s position—to verify whether he’d truly locked it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for his own voice revealing his location—he wasn’t worried at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Li Banfeng possessed a Surveillance Cultivation magic treasure—but that treasure had already been sent home, or else its spiritual essence would have been stripped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a Surveillance Cultivation treasure, how sharp could a Dwelling Cultivator’s hearing be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu could easily mask his location with any Sound Cultivation technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, he didn’t know Li Banfeng possessed Insight into Spiritual Sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng sighed: “Lu, you’re too cautious in everything—you’ll never amount to much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you talking to?” Duan Tielu walked to the door, picked up a thick steel pen beside the register. “Let me tell you—besides the Peddler, I’ve never lost to anyone in my life. Show me your true skill—I’m giving you every chance. Don’t say I’m bullying a junior!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Duan Tielu pulled a printed sheet from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sheet had just cut Li Banfeng’s wrist—it bore his bloodstains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Qi, what are you waiting for? Didn’t you just say I was timid? Come fight me! I’m standing here waiting—prove yourself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding the pen, Duan Tielu spoke to Li Banfeng while pointing the tip at him for over ten seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pen was a Curse Cultivation magic treasure—its barrel held Void Silk Moths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This treasure’s curse was extremely fierce, but its weakness was obvious: it required pre-battle preparation—first, it needed the opponent’s blood; second, it needed the opponent’s name; third, the tip must point at the opponent until resonance occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu already had the blood—he’d been a dorm supervisor, so he knew Li Banfeng’s name. But pointing the pen tip at Li Banfeng wasn’t easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under normal circumstances, let alone ten seconds—even one second, Li Banfeng wouldn’t give him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Li Banfeng was impaired by the reading glasses—his vision was extremely blurred. The room was flooded with bright light and smoke—he couldn’t see what Duan Tielu was doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After more than ten seconds, the pen tip resonated—the third condition was met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu was about to write Li Banfeng’s name on the paper—when his right hand suddenly went uncontrollable, scribbling wildly across the white sheet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name was written wrong; the spell failed. Preparations must be redone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu suspected Li Qi had gotten close, possibly using some technique to injure his right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with this situation, Duan Tielu’s first reaction was to dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt up, landing on the bed, but lost his balance upon landing and crashed to the floor with a thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this Dong Ben Xi Zou?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who just interfered with his writing was also Dong Ben Xi Zou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His guess was correct: Li Banfeng had heard the sound of his writing through his Insightful Spirit Sound and immediately used Dong Ben Xi Zou. The technique’s power was low, but its activation speed was extremely fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu recognized this technique—it was created by Tou You Lu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But most Cloud Traveling cultivators avoid learning Dong Ben Xi Zou, considering it worthless; even Duan Tielu didn’t own a similar magic treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Li Banfeng wasn’t using a magic treasure, then it was his own technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He really is a dual cultivator of both Home and Cloud Traveling!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu quickly rose, pulled out a pair of nearsighted glasses, and searched for Li Banfeng’s position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These nearsighted glasses were a Kuixiu magic treasure—they blocked intense light, and through the smoke, he saw Li Banfeng’s figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was very close to Duan Tielu; their eyes met. Li Banfeng stared at Duan Tielu and complained, “You have such good glasses—why didn’t you wear them just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This question left Duan Tielu speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, why didn’t I wear them just now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t wear nearsighted glasses just now—I needed reading glasses to disrupt Li Banfeng’s vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then why are you wearing them now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where are the reading glasses?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng held the reading glasses and waved them in front of Duan Tielu’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu was startled, turned to find his hammer—Li Banfeng held the hammer and waved it in front of Duan Tielu’s face too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu stammered, “When did you steal—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t talk nonsense!” Li Banfeng said sternly. “When you fell, the reading glasses fell to the ground. I took them right in front of you—that’s not stealing, that’s seizing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for this hammer, yes, it was stolen—but not by me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If not you, then who stole it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu glanced out the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Jiaqing, who had been burning in the hall, was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t he get burned to death?” Li Banfeng said. “I said he was almost charred—I never said he was dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Jiaqing also entered this room!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where is he?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu still held his pen, trying to secretly point it at Li Banfeng for one last attempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng waved a bloodstained white sheet in front of Duan Tielu’s face, then swallowed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu tried to control the reading glasses and hammer in Li Banfeng’s hands, frantically rubbing his fingers—but neither responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu reached for cigarettes on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cigarette pack was in Li Banfeng’s pocket: “This one I seized.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu reached for pliers under the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pliers were in Li Banfeng’s pant pocket: “Spiritual cultivator’s magic treasure—this one was stolen by He Jiaqing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu reached for a small lock under the pillow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lock was in Li Banfeng’s shirt pocket: “Lock cultivator’s magic treasure—this one was seized by me too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Tielu clenched his fists. Any magic treasure in this room—no matter which one—he’d grab and test it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after waiting a long time, none responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng relaxed his brow, let his eyes droop, curled his lips upward, revealing his teeth in a warm smile: “Stop looking. They say you treated them poorly. Now they all bear the Li surname.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Li Banfeng put on the reading glasses. Duan Tielu felt his vision blur in waves; faintly, he could only see a shadow, hammer in hand, walking toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Even with both stealing and seizing, Duan Tielu couldn’t withstand it—his entire room of belongings vanished. But Duan Tielu’s possessions weren’t limited to this room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether he can walk out of this room depends on his fate.\u003C\u002Fp>",4426,"2026-06-20T03:43:18.603Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9d606afe3d6a5fc9f40cbda74d9818ad31a103362a0a59d287ab9e3019e47397","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-855","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-853",863,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-proles-cover.jpg"]