[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-nothing-is-taboo":3,"chapter-nothing-is-taboo-nothing-is-taboo-chapter-87":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},2310472,4514,"Chapter 87","nothing-is-taboo-chapter-87",87,"\u003Cp>Behind one side of the cliff lay a massive pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the pit lay piles of white bones, with dozens of ancient ghosts hiding among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of people stood by the pit’s edge; their leader was none other than Master Qin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But apart from Master Qin, even Ceng Si and the others stood rigid, faces pale, eyes filled only with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just because of the ancient ghosts in the ten-thousand-dead pit—they also feared the old locust standing beside Master Qin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old locust chuckled strangely: “We’ve done what we had to. Now it’s your turn. You haven’t spilled a drop of the Cleansing Bureau’s blood—I won’t take you to Guanghuo Street.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Qin nodded and led the way down the mountain: “Get to work.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ceng Si and the others hurried to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their cart carried a hundred living people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been “delivered” last night while Ceng Si and the others remained oblivious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Qin cursed Qiao Ziaolang in his heart as “despicable”—he’d entrusted this task to him for years, yet Qiao kept complaining to superiors, demanding favors, yet made no progress at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that Master Qin had arrived, the hundred living people served as a gift, and he easily reached an agreement with the “Ghost Temple Statue,” who introduced them to the Locust Mother upon entering the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the start, Qiao Ziaolang never intended to complete the task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he succeeded, he’d lose his value and could no longer dominate Qihetai with absolute authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The higher-ups had previously sent two teams to Shanhe County to pressure Qiao, but after being bribed so heavily, they all returned and defended him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the Locust Mother demanded Master Qin’s letter of allegiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What followed would be a matter that could shake heaven itself—unless they killed a group of Cleansing Bureau officers, the spirits would never trust them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only was the Captain panicked; Yan Lao and the others were equally at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan frowned, pondered for a long while, then said: “Withdraw from the mountains first—something’s wrong here today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leave already?” Lu Zhengyan felt reluctant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To retreat right after entering, without capturing the old locust or meeting the old mountain-runner of Wangxiang Village, was truly demoralizing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan’s brow remained tightly knotted: “I think we’ve been marked by the mountain’s evil spirits—pressing deeper is too risky.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Withdraw first. Figure out what’s happened before deciding our next move.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Lao and Lu Zhengyan turned to Fu Jingyu; the young master nodded: “A prudent move. Withdraw.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group began retreating, and the Captain blurted out: “I’ll take the center—protect me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Lao glared at him, disgusted by how the Cleansing Bureau’s reputation was being tarnished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan considered, then whispered to Fu Jingyu: “Stay beside him. If anything happens, strike immediately—don’t hesitate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Ghost Witch Mountain—it’s not the outside world. If you hold back to preserve strength, you may never get another chance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Jingyu nodded silently, then gave Yan Lao a glance; Yan Lao stepped forward, walking shoulder to shoulder with Fu Jingyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Jingyu lacked the skill to lift the Doghead Guillotine alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhengyan walked at the front of the column; Xu Yuan blended into the ranks, watching the surroundings warily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after they moved, a chilling wind surged through the pass, filled with wails of ghosts and howls of wolves—the surroundings instantly darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here they come!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan looked up and saw dozens of massive ghostly shadows, their bodies elongated and coiled, blue-faced, fanged, red-eyed, all lunging toward the Captain in the center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five-thousand-silver-note, the stack of ghost money—all the ancient ghosts had invested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The debtor must pay with his life!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hissing ghostly voices pierced their ears; the Captain’s eyes glazed over, and he stood frozen, waiting for the ghosts to claim his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Jingyu roared, raised his hand, and tore off a “Hidden” talisman: Sssss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Doghead Guillotine, wreathed in golden light, appeared beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Jingyu and Yan Lao moved in perfect sync, standing on either side of the blade, one hand left, one right, gripping the handles and heaving upward together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blinding flash of blade-light cut through the air—and the dozens of ancient ghosts suddenly felt their insubstantial forms bound by invisible chains from the Underworld’s ghost officers, dragged toward the guillotine’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this force, they were born to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Jingyu had once lifted the Doghead Guillotine alone—but that was through sheer will, surpassing his limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even then, he hadn’t possessed the strength to sever the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, with two of them working together, Fu Jingyu still struggled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his other hand, he pinched a paper doll, muttered an incantation, and flicked it—it burst into flame without fire, and a beam of golden light descended upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Jingyu’s body hardened like iron, surging with boundless strength!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the power of the Yellow Turban Warrior possessing him—Fu Jingyu practiced the orthodox Maoshan “Daoist Arts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient ghosts shrieked in terror, struggling against the Doghead Guillotine’s power; ghostly energy surged violently, the wind howled, sand and stones flew, blinding all who watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some point, Xu Yuan had slipped on his red-wood-and-brass earpieces again—not seeing with his eyes, but listening to the strange sounds in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he heard a familiar flight sound—like… the Bone-Faced Eagle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan instantly raised his Three-Eyed Firearm toward that direction; a massive black shadow burst into the wind—he fired without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bullet struck the shadow at speeds invisible to the eye—but *clang!* it ricocheted away, lost somewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The huge shadow had folded its wings, blocking the bullet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh!” Beneath the shadow, a Captain screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A steel spike had pierced his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five streams of blood gushed rapidly from the wound, then—*hiss!*—the spike retracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slain Captain collapsed with a thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Xu Yuan see clearly—the massive shadow bore a pair of forged-iron wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the steel spike? It was his tail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was indeed a man—Xu Yuan’s “Viewing Fate” clearly showed his fate-mark: a bright orange “One Load of Grain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A life of wealth, but finite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fate-mark weighed heavily, but not excessively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After killing the Captain, the man retracted his iron wings, which clanked as they disassembled and reassembled behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, they became eight massive, crafted spider legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steel spike became one of the legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the legs supporting him, the man rose to a height of ten feet, armored entirely, monstrous, spinning in place and wreaking havoc—screams erupted as one Cleansing Bureau Captain after another fell beneath his blows!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Ceng Si and his men attacked; Master Qin plunged into the Cleansing Bureau ranks, striking from within, while Ceng Si’s group encircled them from outside—in moments, over a dozen Cleansing Bureau officers lay dead!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhengyan’s eyes burned with rage, yet he dared not leave Yan Lao and Fu Jingyu’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan sighed inwardly—this man’s fate-mark was heavy, perfect for a Craft Cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One external elixir flew out, shattered with a *pop* before Xu Yuan’s eyes; the little cart his stepmother gave him crashed to the ground—he crawled inside and spurred his “Inner Fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rolling flames erupted from the wheels; the cart charged straight at Master Qin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Qin’s eyes gleamed with faint admiration—some junior’s creation, surprisingly clever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One spider leg rose, blocking the rushing cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next instant—*crack!*—the leg snapped clean off!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Qin, stunned, had no time to react—he barely dodged sideways, his massive frame nearly toppling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, the cart grazed him, spinning him wildly several times before he regained his balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan, meanwhile, had steered the cart, leaving twin arcs of flame on the ground, then turned and charged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Qin, enraged and humiliated: No more sentiment—this one deserves a lesson!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan, hidden inside the cart, quietly extended his Three-Eyed Firearm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two shots fired in succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bullets aimed straight at Master Qin’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Qin had just extended two spider legs downward, preparing to flip the cart—when *clang! clang!* the bullets struck his helmet, drenching him in cold sweat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His spider legs hesitated for a heartbeat; Xu Yuan twisted the cart sharply and slammed it into one of the legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Squeeeak!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cart rolled over, bending the leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan muttered inwardly in regret—his Three-Eyed Firearm’s accuracy was still poor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was still a Craft Cultivator’s device—if it were an ordinary firearm, the accuracy would be even worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d heard the new-style bird muskets in the Northern Capital’s Divine Mechanism Camp were the most precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Qin, having suffered two setbacks, charged forward in fury, sweeping one spider leg sideways into the cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Clang!* The cart was knocked over; Master Qin rushed forward, raising his spider leg like a giant crane-beak hoe, driving it down with crushing force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Plop!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The powerful leg pierced the cart’s hull, hurtling straight for Xu Yuan’s face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Launching at dawn—full explosive release!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please support us!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1495,"2026-06-20T12:07:23.516Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4fd0fa90e9fbd64b130810b3e5a91f5a6890c62c468fa37fad68a24ebd00cbf7","nothing-is-taboo-chapter-88","nothing-is-taboo-chapter-86",413,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnothing-is-taboo-cover.jpg"]