[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-nothing-is-taboo":3,"chapter-nothing-is-taboo-nothing-is-taboo-chapter-80":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Nothing Is Taboo",{"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},2310465,4514,"Chapter 80: Cannot Be Held Down","nothing-is-taboo-chapter-80",80,"\u003Cp>His stepmother visibly sighed in relief when she saw him return safely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan gave her the two pieces of jewelry he had chosen: a gold hairpin and a silver bracelet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother was pleased—this boy had good taste; the designs were all lovely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan dared not say these two pieces were modeled after the ornaments worn by the sister ghosts of Plum Blossom Pond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomorrow I’m going with the Purification Office to Qihetai…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Xu Yuan opened his mouth while his stepmother was in a good mood, Lin Wan’s dark eyebrows shot up—but she held back and sighed: “Fine, I can’t stop you anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She went into her room and brought out a toy-like little cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a foot long, two wheels, but no horse—just the cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan grinned and reached for it—but the instant his hand touched it, he felt an unbearable weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The toy cart dropped straight down, pulling Xu Yuan to the ground, his hand pinned beneath it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at each other. Xu Yuan forced a awkward smile. “Lin Wan, if you didn’t want me to go, you didn’t have to nail me to the ground like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother quickly picked up the cart. Xu Yuan brushed the dust off himself and stood. She said: “Take out all your craftsman-made objects.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan laid them all out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Umbrella, three-eyed firelock, dagger, divine mechanism crossbow, redwood-brass earpiece, bamboo cage, shoulder gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shoulder gun had been refined into a craftsman pill; the bamboo cage was badly damaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother glanced at them, refusing to admit she’d forgotten the divine mechanism crossbow and the shoulder gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too many items. You can’t hold them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother took out the bamboo cage and the divine mechanism crossbow, then unfolded the umbrella—sure enough, there were several holes in the canopy, so she took that too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s enough.” His stepmother handed the cart back to Xu Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, holding it posed no problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother said: “Your life-weight is likely at its limit. Don’t go collecting random unorthodox craftsman objects outside. Watch out—they might eat you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every “craftsman object” has its own “weight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the combined weight of craftsman objects exceeds a cultivator’s “life-weight,” they become unmanageable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Xu Yuan just now—if you can’t hold them, you can’t lift them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, if the combined weight exceeds half your life-weight, you’re already “unstable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When using craftsman objects, some will secretly “feed on their master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They quietly bite off a piece—whether flesh or soul!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the total weight nearly matches your life-weight, you might be devoured whole in one go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even craftsman cultivators can’t use craftsman objects endlessly; they always pay some price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most cultivators have only a vague sense of their own life-weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only life-cultivators can weigh it accurately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xu Yuan can’t yet—he needs at least Seventh Flow to do so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most cultivators lack the connections to hire a Seventh Flow life-cultivator to weigh them, so they test by trial: if they can’t lift it, they can’t hold it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And most cultivators don’t even worry about life-weight—they simply don’t own enough craftsman objects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To increase your “life-weight,” there are two ways: raise your own level, or… serve in the imperial government.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once you become an official, your destiny grows noble—and thus heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xu Yuan wondered: “My total craftsman object weight should’ve long surpassed half my life-weight—why have I never been fed on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he remembered: when he last used the redwood-brass earpiece, it refused to be removed… as if it wanted to bite his ear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan suddenly understood: “It’s because of Ba Wu Jin Ji.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one of the traits of his destiny: even if the craftsman objects’ weight far exceeded half his life-weight, they’d drool but dare not steal a bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother added: “Be careful in everything! If things go wrong, just run back—this alley will always protect you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Xu Yuan refined the cart into an external pill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Convenient to carry, surprising to deploy—but still counted toward “weight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pill cultivators can seal and refine yin soldiers, craftsman objects, spells, and more into external pills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The premise is that you must have it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To seal spells or Wu Xiu strikes, you need the caster’s full cooperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This newly refined “craftsman pill” was murky and dull, clearly containing something—but impossible to discern what.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan’s previous yin pills and Wu Haishan’s evil spider pill looked the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those yin pills were even stranger: if someone stared hard to see what was inside, they’d see horrifying visions—zombies lunging, vengeful ghosts hunting—and they themselves would be the targets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan had heard his father say that only at Seventh Flow or higher could one forge a crystal-clear external pill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before that, only golden pills glowed brightly—even many internal pills were dull and gray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan focused his mind—the pill shattered, and the cart appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He familiarized himself with it, smiling to himself: “This thing embodies all of her wild imagination!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the cart split apart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of wheels rolled to his feet; he spurred them with his abdominal fire—the wheels spun, flames swirling!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like stepping onto a pair of wind-and-fire wheels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan had used up the “Soaring Cloud” and “Riding Wind” calligraphy scrolls he’d stolen from Elder Qiao—the wheels filled the gap perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pulling out the shaft revealed a long spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook it twice in his hands—weight and length were perfect. And hidden inside the shaft was something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining carriage functioned like the old bamboo cage—but even better!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The improvement lay in this: when reassembled into a cart, the carriage became unbreakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting inside the carriage, Xu Yuan spurred the wheels with his abdominal fire—now he had a war cart capable of smashing through anything!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One becomes three; three become one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After integration, the total weight of this craftsman object should have decreased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother had truly put thought into this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satisfied, he stored the new craftsman pill and practiced the “Five Cauldrons Boiling” for another hour—his abdominal skin had half-converted—then he slept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the morning, Xu Yuan glanced at the almanac: today’s prohibitions:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linhe, night travel, burial, mountain shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother had already prepared breakfast. After eating, she handed him a cloth bag: “I packed you some rations…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t need to,” Xu Yuan said. “I’m going with the Purification Office—do you think I’ll go hungry?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother nagged: “A child travels a thousand miles, and the mother worries…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan quickly slung it over his shoulder: “Shut up already.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah Yuan.” Wang Shen’s voice came from the courtyard. Xu Yuan stepped out—Shen Daye and Mao Sishu were there too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Shen reached into her own belly and pulled out an object: “Take this with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan looked—it was Wang Shen’s spleen. He gasped: “Is this really necessary…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take it,” Wang Shen insisted. Xu Yuan had no choice but to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The relatives had dinner that night and returned late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1172,"2026-06-20T12:07:23.516Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","50ca0ef7243606b2ad2c302738545b6ec670aea93a83b705cbf7dd4bf30e9086","nothing-is-taboo-chapter-81","nothing-is-taboo-chapter-79",413,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnothing-is-taboo-cover.jpg"]