[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lying-low-in-the-martial-world-to-become-a-saint":3,"chapter-lying-low-in-the-martial-world-to-become-a-saint-lying-low-in-the-martial-world-to-become-a-saint-chapter-323":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Lying Low in the Martial World to Become a Saint",{"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},1462816,1914,"Chapter 323 - 162: Sharp Edge","lying-low-in-the-martial-world-to-become-a-saint-chapter-323",323,"\u003Cp>At Black Stone Ridge, the mountainous momentum was steep and the rocks grotesque and jagged. The ridge was perpetually shrouded from the sun, its yin energy so heavy that birds and beasts rarely ventured near.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a deadly chase was unfolding on a rugged path along the ridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man fleeing for his life was an elder of about sixty. His once-luxurious brocade robe was now tattered and smeared with dust and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His graying hair was a mess, and his face was gaunt. A trickle of fresh blood stained the corner of his mouth. This was none other than Zhu Xin, the highly respected Second Master of the Zhu Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clutched one hand to his chest as if protecting something precious within his robes, while his other hand gripped a Treasure Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of yards behind him, a youthful figure shadowed his every move, relentlessly closing in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man appeared to be only twenty-seven or twenty-eight, his features cold and severe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was dressed in dark gold martial attire, and his body technique was both swift and steady, revealing a remarkably solid foundation in his training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his hand, he wielded an Odd-Shaped Curved Saber. Its blade had a dramatic curve and shimmered with a cold light. Several barbs on its spine added to its vicious appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhu Xin, you old fool! Surrender now! Futile resistance will only make your death more painful!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man’s voice was glacial, laced with undisguised killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Xin whirled around and snarled, \"Miao Zhicheng! My Zhu Family and your Golden Sand Castle have no quarrel. We’ve always kept to our own affairs! Why do you insist on hounding me to death?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miao Zhicheng sneered, his body blurring as he suddenly accelerated, closing the distance. The Odd-Shaped Curved Saber in his hand sliced through the air with a piercing shriek. The curved saber’s momentum was utterly tyrannical as it cleaved straight toward the center of Zhu Xin’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Colluding with the Demon Sect and bringing chaos to Yunlin is a crime punishable by all! Is that reason enough?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This saber technique was none other than the Golden Sand Castle’s infamous ultimate art, the Golden Slaughter Soul-Splitting Saber!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This saber technique was incomparably hard and ferocious, imbued with Golden Evil Qi. A strike was not only powerful and heavy with momentum, but it could also corrode an opponent’s Heart and Spirit, and even their Divine Soul. It was utterly ruthless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Horrified, Zhu Xin forced himself to turn and parry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CLANG!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As blade and sword met again, Zhu Xin staggered as if struck by a massive blow. He used the force of the impact to propel himself backward and continue his escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commotion had already drawn the attention of many people in the vicinity of Black Stone Ridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look! That’s a member of the Zhu Family!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s the Zhu Family’s Second Master, Zhu Xin! He must be carrying something valuable!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Zhu Family is filthy rich! If we take him down, we’ll be set for life!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few gasps erupted from concealed spots in the forest. Over a dozen greedy gazes instantly locked onto Zhu Xin, and several auras began to stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, as their eyes moved past Zhu Xin to the cold-faced young man pursuing him with a saber, all their agitation and greed vanished in an instant, as if doused by a bucket of ice water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s... it’s ’Blood Saber’ Miao Zhicheng of the Golden Sand Castle!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp intake of breath. \"It’s really him! Quick, fall back!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That guy is a walking disaster! We can’t afford to cross him. Let’s go, now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man’s reputation precedes him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Miao Zhicheng was young, he had already earned a terrifying reputation in Lin’an Prefecture and its surrounding territories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was ruthless and vicious, never leaving survivors. His power was immense; rumor had it that he had recently opened all Twelve Orthodox Meridians, reaching the stage of Embracing Pill Power Perfection. He was considered the absolute pinnacle of the Golden Sand Castle’s younger generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What made others even more wary was that he wasn’t just the Closed-door Disciple of the Golden Sand Castle’s Fortress Master; he was also a sworn brother to Chen Lin, the \"Sea-Covering Sword\" and Sect Leader Candidate of the Haisa Sect. His connections were formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With someone like that on the scene, who would dare try to snatch food from a tiger’s mouth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The would-be opportunists immediately abandoned their plans, shrinking back into the shadows for fear of attracting Miao Zhicheng’s attention and inviting their own deaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miao Zhicheng paid no mind to the prying eyes around him—or rather, he held them in utter contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single leap, he activated his lightweight body technique and shot off in pursuit of Zhu Xin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was summer, an air of gloom still clung to Black Stone Ridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancient trees towered over the ridge, their branches and leaves forming a tangled canopy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qing led Xu Qi and Zhao Stone deep into the area, tracking the remaining members of the Zhu Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, they kept hearing news of wandering martial artists successfully cornering and capturing fleeing members of the Zhu Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Stone grew unbearably antsy listening to these stories. Filled with a mixture of envy and impatience, he couldn’t help but repeatedly urge Chen Qing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eldest Martial Brother, we have to speed up! Everyone else is going to grab all the good stuff!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard someone up ahead caught a Zhu Family Steward and found several Martial Arts Secret Manuals on him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his eyes, hunting down the Zhu Family was a golden opportunity to get rich quick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qi, though also tempted, was more patient. He simply looked to Chen Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qing, however, remained unhurried. He scanned their surroundings and said calmly, \"What’s the rush? The great tree of the Zhu Family has fallen, and the monkeys are scattering in a panic. How much of real value could they possibly carry with them? It’s just scraps. The real big fish won’t surface so easily, nor will they take the common paths where they’re sure to be spotted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Better to be cautious. Who knows what other tricks that old fox from the Zhu Family might have up his sleeve?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After traveling for so long, the three were beginning to feel weary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just ahead, at a bend in the mountain road, they spotted a simple tea shed. A faded cloth banner, bearing the word \"Tea,\" hung by the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Brother, let’s rest our feet,\" Xu Qi suggested. \"We can have a bowl of tea to wet our throats and gather some information at the same time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qing’s gaze swept the area before he nodded slightly. \"Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three entered the tea shed and chose an empty table toward the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light inside was dim, and only a few other customers were present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qi raised his hand and called out, \"Waiter! Three bowls of tea!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Chen Qing sat, his eyes discreetly swept over the shed, taking in everything at a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a nearby table sat two people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was an elderly man with a gaunt face and wrinkles so deep they looked as if they’d been carved by a knife. His eyes, however, were exceptionally clear, revealing a worldly-wise yet faintly arrogant air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him sat a young girl of about fourteen or fifteen. She wore a simple, pale-yellow dress and had a clever face. Her large, bright eyes, full of intelligence, darted about as she demurely held her tea bowl, taking small sips and occasionally glancing around furtively.\u003C\u002Fp>",1272,"2026-06-06T02:36:34.027Z",1,"novelbin.me","94692234c2c285c23ad2f63fbbed9e2426fe557b25bb23099b12724c777b6b11","lying-low-in-the-martial-world-to-become-a-saint-chapter-324","lying-low-in-the-martial-world-to-become-a-saint-chapter-322",327,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flying-low-in-the-martial-world-to-become-a-saint-cover.jpg"]