[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-from-the-apocalypse-i-alone-severed-ete":3,"chapter-starting-from-the-apocalypse-i-alone-severed-ete-starting-from-the-apocalypse-i-alone-severed-ete-chapter-91":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting from the Apocalypse, I Alone Severed Eternity",{"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},2312473,4518,"Chapter 91: Communication Jade Token, Immortal Bone and Spiritual Root","starting-from-the-apocalypse-i-alone-severed-ete-chapter-91",91,"\u003Cp>This realm, compared to Blue Star, was remarkably peaceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although spiritual energy here was richer than on Blue Star, it was inert and difficult to harness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi tested it—he couldn’t move even a speck of spiritual energy without using his spiritual sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant spiritual energy here was nearly impossible for living beings to absorb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, no powerful creatures could evolve in the wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This dashed one of Fang Shi’s hopes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought: since his strength was weak, why not search this place for monsters or something similar?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Level up by fighting first—any crisis stemmed from insufficient power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once his strength rose, every crisis would resolve itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, heaven did not grant his wish; his beautiful dream ended before it even began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, Fang Shi grew bored with the journey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ink-painting landscape held a peculiar beauty, yet it was deeply strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The longer he stared, the more uneasy he felt mentally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi feared he’d develop psychological issues if he stayed much longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Someone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly spotted a group blocking the official road two li away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sparked his interest—he’d been utterly bored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instantly quickened his pace and rushed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for risk? What risk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his current strength, he wasn’t the least bit afraid of anything below third-rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, his faint spiritual sense detected that the group’s total spiritual energy was low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng hadn’t noticed Fang Shi’s arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Zhang’s retainers halted on Li Xiang’s order, he turned curiously to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his peak, Zhang Cheng had reached the peak of Bone Transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He naturally knew such speed was impossible for a martial artist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feared Fang Shi might be someone Zhang’s family had hired, so he also ceased his attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the newcomer was handsome and elegant, his bizarre attire and long bow made him seem archaic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his strength was undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His speed alone revealed he was no ordinary man—especially since he now stood aside, watching like a spectator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes seemed to say: why aren’t you continuing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng spoke first: “Esteemed True Person, where are you from? I am Li Xiang, steward of the Zhang family of Changdu, currently pursuing a runaway slave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng snorted at the word “slave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A deceitful, sharp-tongued liar.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi smiled: “I’m just passing through. Carry on. Ignore me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one dared continue—but no one dared strike either. They exchanged uneasy glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng suddenly said: “True Person, the Zhang family of Changdu has lost all conscience—they’ve dammed the tides, causing a great drought.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Around Changdu, the people starve—selling land, selling themselves, gnawing bark, eating mud. Please, True Person, intervene!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, a few tears welled in his eyes, trembling on the verge of falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xiang exploded: “True Person, ignore this slave’s lies! Go ask anyone in Changdu—none of this is true!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For the past eight years, the weather has been perfect, harvests abundant, the people prosperous and content.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi was curious—he knew Changdu well. It was the capital of Yizhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also the superior authority over Tongchang and Shandan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Zhang family was too bold—how could they commit such a crime without other clans stopping them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the downstream clans, who suffered direct losses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were they all colluding, hoarding grain to grow rich?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng added: “This isn’t recent—it happened eight years ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For these past eight years, I have never forgotten the Zhang family’s crimes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xiang opened his mouth to retort—but Fang Shi suddenly spoke: “Who are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng beamed—only Li Xiang had introduced himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This question couldn’t be for him—it must be for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am Zhang…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished, Fang Shi spoke again—but this time, he turned, facing the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want me to help?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze. What madness was this Daoist priest speaking to?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Zhang Cheng and Li Xiang paled—something had occurred to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi continued: “Fine, fine. What’s my reward?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xiang blurted: “True Person, the Zhang family can give you anything you desire…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished, Zhang Cheng swung his blade—no time for words—he raised his staff to block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang’s retainers rushed forward to assist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fight, barely contained, was about to erupt again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi frowned, blurred forward, and appeared between Zhang Cheng and Li Xiang, gripping each by the shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flung them both six or seven meters away like sacks of sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other retainers were stunned—not just by his unseeable speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even single-handedly hurling a man that far was beyond ordinary strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those retainers who’d doubted his power from his speed alone now trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This display of raw force left them all shaking in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some couldn’t bear it—they collapsed to their knees, crying, “Great Immortal, spare us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their kneeling triggered others—groups of two or three followed suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, Fang Shi’s training attire, his handsome elegance, and that display—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To mortals, he looked every bit an immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop shouting!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The retainers fell silent, heads bowed, stealing glances at Fang Shi with trembling eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough. I used technique, not force—I didn’t hurt them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi sighed impatiently—this woman in his mind was endlessly chattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d just tossed her lover a little—why so many words?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough. I’ll drive off the Zhang family. You give me that thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Li Xiang, voice cool: “Will you leave on your own, or must I make you leave?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xiang opened his mouth—Fang Shi’s glare silenced him instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze, tongue-tied, unable to utter a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scrambled up, frantically ordering the retainers to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire scene remained deathly silent—yet their movements were swift, precise, synchronized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they were two li away, Xiao Hu could no longer hold back: “Brother Zhang, was that True Person really a god?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The retainers all leaned in—they were just as curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hoped Li Xiang, with his wider experience, could answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xiang shook his head: “He’s not a god.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Hu gasped: “Not a god? Then how could he throw a man single-handedly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I struggle to lift a man—how could he hurl one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xiang sighed: “He’s not a god—but to us, he might as well be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Hu fell silent, then asked: “How does one become like him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xiang smiled: “How would I know? If I knew, I wouldn’t still be a steward for the Zhang family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough, Xiao Hu. Don’t speak lightly of nobles.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, they dropped the subject and followed Li Xiang toward a Zhang family outpost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the Zhang retainers left, Fang Shi spoke to the carriage: “You may step down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Cheng rose and walked to the carriage, whispering a few words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, a girl in a white dress stepped down gracefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was about fifteen or sixteen, dressed in a pale yellow gown, bright-eyed and white-toothed, unadorned, her skin dewy and delicate—adorably lovely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a beauty from a painting—literally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Esteemed True Person, are you surnamed Zhang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s voice was crisp, melodious as a skylark’s song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi said coolly, “I’m surnamed Fang. I have no connection to your Zhang family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl shook her head. “No. You carry Zhang blood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Zhang Zihui, daughter of Zhang Xuanming, head of the Zhang family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi narrowed his eyes, studying Zhang Zihui closely. “Why are you so certain? Is that due to the function of that object?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Fang Shi’s spiritual sense, spiritual energy circulated around Zhang Zihui in an arcane pattern, converging at the center of her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui removed a string of jade talismans from around her neck; they were engraved with mysterious inscriptions: “Actually, this isn’t anything valuable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s merely a communication talisman linked by Zhang bloodline.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It can also sense Zhang bloodline within a certain range.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was through this jade talisman that I detected your bloodline and sought your help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi fell into thought. It wasn’t entirely that he’d acted because he coveted Zhang Zihui’s communication talisman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mainly, he’d felt a hint of dissatisfaction toward the Zhang family after hearing Zhang Cheng’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s sudden request for aid via the talisman was merely an added incentive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he couldn’t verify the truth, he’d only driven off the Zhang family retainers, not killed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fang Shi was still very interested in the communication talisman—he wouldn’t underestimate it just because it was a small device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To some, only items with immense power and lethal force counted as treasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fang Shi didn’t see it that way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason was simple: in his past life, a tiny cellphone had no combat power, yet its technological complexity surpassed that of a gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps this world was different, but even this small communication talisman could at least let Fang Shi begin to understand the supernatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the supernatural forces in this strange environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for bloodline, Fang Shi found it strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was an outsider—he had no bloodline to speak of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the girl didn’t understand how the artifact functioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe the artifact had a bug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why do you trust me so much?” Fang Shi changed the subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui smiled. “When Zhang Cheng was critically injured, I sought no outside aid—and nothing changed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve never seen a cultivator like you in our family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I turned to you because I clung to the faintest hope of survival.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cultivator?” Fang Shi muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui heard it: “Our Zhang family was founded five hundred years ago. Our ancestor studied under the True Person Nan Hua.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Over five centuries, our lineage has branched out countless times. It’s not unusual for a wandering cultivator with spontaneously awakened immortal bones to appear outside the family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for whether one bears the surname Zhang—if you have immortal bones, you can bear the surname Zhang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, Zhang Zihui radiated genuine pride, as if bearing the surname Zhang was a supreme honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside, Fang Shi only wanted to laugh. You’re dragging up bloodline again—do you even know I’m an outsider? My surname means nothing to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So overall, you just decided to take a gamble and called me for help,” Fang Shi said dryly. “I have a question: what principle does this jade talisman use to detect Zhang bloodline?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui hesitated. “It should be descendants of the ancestral patriarch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi frowned. “Then after five hundred years, wouldn’t there be hundreds of thousands of such descendants?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do you maintain communication with so many people?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui thought again. “Not exactly. Generally, only the main lineage and descendants who’ve awakened immortal bones can connect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah, so it’s manually filtered—otherwise, with every generation splitting off, the number would be unmanageable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But immortal bones are an exception—no matter which generation, they still qualify.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But here’s the problem: I’m definitely not from the Zhang family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immortal bones?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s questionable. Fang Shi didn’t even know what immortal bones were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are immortal bones?” Fang Shi asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui smiled. “They are the bones that receive the breath of heaven and earth, and inherit its spiritual essence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ordinarily, the human body has two hundred and six bones. Immortal bones are one extra.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi asked again: “What if someone is born with two hundred and eight bones? What would those extra bones be?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui shook her head. “It’s not that simple. Only bones that receive heaven and earth’s breath and essence count as immortal bones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Otherwise, even if you have a hundred extra bones, they’re just useless bones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi immediately turned inward, checking his own body: two hundred and six bones—none more, none less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is there a possibility someone is born with two hundred and five bones, and the extra one counts as an immortal bone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui was surprised. This wandering cultivator asked too many questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t grow impatient. “Perhaps. As long as it possesses the nature of immortal bones, it counts as one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the problem was, Fang Shi’s entire body had changed since he reached Qi Refining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His constitution had been altered—he gained the ability to absorb spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just bones, but skin, internal organs—all could absorb spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What changes occur when immortal bones awaken?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And are those you call cultivators simply those who’ve awakened immortal bones?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui nodded. “Correct. Only those who awaken immortal bones are cultivators. As for changes—they’re just like you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I mean what are the usual changes? My awakening was haphazard—I suspect I haven’t tapped into all my potential.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zihui’s heart leapt. Potential unexplored? Could it be a mid-tier or higher immortal bone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only such bones awaken in stages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze toward Fang Shi grew eager. “I don’t understand much about this, but Zhang Cheng’s master should. He’s a cultivator.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi turned to Zhang Cheng. “You have immortal bones? I feel how weak you are—you can’t even beat a Zhang family retainer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng chuckled bitterly. “Esteemed True Person, I am Zhang Cheng. I am not yet a cultivator.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? So you’ll become one someday? Then tell me—how does one become a cultivator?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…” Zhang Cheng hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi saw his hesitation and volunteered: “I won’t ask for your specific cultivation method. Just the general steps—what realms are there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s simple,” Zhang Cheng sighed in relief, fearing Fang Shi would force the answer out of him with his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, I don’t have immortal bones. Immortal bones are innate—they’re as rare as phoenix feathers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi grew more interested. “Then how do you become a cultivator?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By forging a spiritual root.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is a spiritual root?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng spoke slowly: “Spirit refers to heaven and earth’s essence. Root refers to the foundation of the Dao. In ancient times, sages were born without immortal bones but yearned for immortality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They sought ways to acquire immortal bones postnatally. Though they never found such a method, they discovered how to forge spiritual roots.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi asked: “How does one forge a spiritual root?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng took a deep breath. “Break the limit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is breaking the limit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng felt a pang of envy. Those born with immortal bones had it so easy—even without knowing martial arts, they could become cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The martial path has four stages: Penetrating the Sinews, Internal Refinement, Marrow Transformation, and Breaking the Limit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With sufficient nutrition and proper methods, an ordinary person can train for three to five years until every muscle is fully conditioned, achieving Penetrating the Sinews.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After Penetrating the Sinews, one’s force becomes refined—every muscle, large or small, responds to will. Through breathing, posture, and movement, one then trains the five viscera and six bowels, strengthening the entire body—this is Internal Refinement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It is a long process. Most people spend their entire lives stuck at this stage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Marrow Transformation can be attempted at any time after Internal Refinement, but the human body is fragile.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the five viscera and six bowels aren’t strong enough, attempting it only leads to self-destruction. Thus, Marrow Transformation comes after Internal Refinement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once Internal Refinement and Marrow Transformation are complete, the human body reaches its limit. To advance further, one must break the limit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But breaking the limit is no easy path. It involves severe bodily damage followed by repair, pushing beyond human limits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It causes profound internal and external injury. Only those who’ve mastered Internal Refinement and Marrow Transformation can control full-body muscle vibrations to achieve it—and it shortens one’s lifespan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Most who reach Marrow Transformation are already over thirty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At that age, recovery ability declines. Using such training methods only damages life without guaranteeing success.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thus, only martial artists under thirty who’ve fully completed Marrow Transformation may attempt breaking the limit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Above breaking the limit lies the forging of spiritual roots.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After breaking the limit, a martial artist can sense heaven and earth’s essence. With the proper method, they can condense a spiritual root within their body, crossing the threshold into cultivation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It is said that the more times one breaks the limit, the stronger the spiritual root becomes—potentially rivaling legendary superior immortal bones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am honored by my master’s favor, accepted as a disciple, and taught the Dao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once I break the limit and forge a spiritual root, I will become a Daoist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We owe gratitude to the ancient sages who invented the method of forging spiritual roots and inscribed it upon the Dao, granting all beings a glimmer of hope.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Shi was stunned. “You said—inscribed upon the Dao?”\u003C\u002Fp>",2720,"2026-06-20T12:43:33.559Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","62041993ea3263dbb6cfe84611ffc6f1e84b42d55e5aa3820839c48e1f74d603","starting-from-the-apocalypse-i-alone-severed-ete-chapter-92","starting-from-the-apocalypse-i-alone-severed-ete-chapter-90",109,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-the-apocalypse-i-alone-severed-ete-cover.jpg"]