[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-immortal-cultivation-from-the-clan-scho":3,"chapter-starting-immortal-cultivation-from-the-clan-scho-starting-immortal-cultivation-from-the-clan-scho-chapter-152":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting Immortal Cultivation from the Clan School",{"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},2314046,4525,"Chapter 152: Captured by Bugs","starting-immortal-cultivation-from-the-clan-scho-chapter-152",152,"\u003Cp>I never knew that after just joining the tribe, the clan school mission would be this intense—some bug-person actually lay in wait for me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s a bug-person! Why don’t bug-people go after Foundation Establishment cultivators instead of stalking a kid like me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—if you die, I’ll remember to burn a roll of spirit money for you on your next anniversary.” Yang Guan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin yuan gave her a deadpan look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lan smiled with pursed lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since spotting the bug-people, she’d made one clear judgment: she probably wouldn’t survive this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, she had no trump cards at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’d be impossible to escape!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If captured by the bugs, she might turn into one of those grotesque bug-people. She refused to become an ugly bug-person, so she’d decided—if she couldn’t run, she’d kill herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she’d fully accepted her fate, Su Lan became far more open than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—I brought a magic shield. When the time comes, we’ll run fast together and definitely escape with them.” Su Yue walked over and whispered to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lan looked at Su Yue in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry up,” Su Wuji reminded them. “Talk all you want, but move quickly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go—second window on the left, Yang Guan.” Su Wuji called again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it, no problem. I’ll throw the first punch.” Yang Guan immediately replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Su Cheng, you’re second.” Su Wuji said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll handle the third punch. Everyone, follow closely behind us—we break out together.” Su Wuji said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM! A deafening crash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A squad of junior students from the right-side martial class had killed three adults and smashed a hole big enough for a person through the wall with a single punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He charged straight out, followed by seven or eight other martial class students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s speed up,” Su Wuji said, glancing at them once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two coming from the left—Qingniao,” Su Jin called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Four closing in from the right. Su Lin yuan, Yang Guan, and I will handle them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingniao, bow in hand made of whalebone, moved like a god of war possessed—three arrows loosed in one shot, zip-zip-zip, each finding its mark straight through the skull of a kitchen uncle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The uncle screamed and collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, Su Qingniao fired three more arrows in rapid succession, each faster than the last, striking three different directions—another agile young kitchen worker’s head exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Yi, behind her, was so stunned she nearly forgot to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That strangely colored little bow. That devastating archery of Su Qingniao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn’t this Zhang Qingluan, the legendary archer-god who rose from humble origins two hundred years later in the sect?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She recalled—the face of the archer-god in her memory strangely overlapped with the face of Su Qingniao before her, unnervingly matching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhang Qingluan wasn’t from a secular family—Su Qingniao was a Su clan disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While she was lost in thought, someone suddenly grabbed her, yanked her up, and hurled her onto the rooftop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Yi whirled around—her captor was a blue-skinned bug-person with a long tongue, its tongue wrapped around her shoulder and waist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was over. She was finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue bug-person even smiled at her—mocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before the smile finished forming, a flash of golden light struck—and both the bug-person and she crashed down from the roof with a thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, nearly paralyzed me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My tailbone must be cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So painful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingniao quickly helped her up. “Hold on—we’re almost at the wall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… who just saved me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Yi asked, struggling to stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who? Who could have rescued her from a powerful bug-person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Su Jin, of course—no one else could’ve saved you from afar,” Su Qingniao said, watching Su Jin, who was fighting side by side with Su Lin yuan against the charging cooks and kitchen workers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her admiration surged like an endless river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Jin was just too powerful—five or six meters away, and the target was a bug-person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Su Jin merely waved her hand—a flash of golden light—and the bug-person and Qi Yi both fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s the decisive power of a trump card. I need one too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three consecutive strikes—the wall, unable to bear the force, finally shattered into a gaping, light-piercing hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wuji and the others rushed out frantically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them came Su Lan, Su Yue, Qi Yi, and Su Qingniao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Su Jin and Su Lin yuan, covering the rear, also sprinted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when they emerged, they realized it was still a dead end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the cafeteria, there were even more bug-people—organized, disciplined. The small square outside was packed with them—at least two thousand bug-people stood there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their combat strength could withstand a pursuit by two thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And among them, the leader—Su Jin recognized him instantly. Wasn’t that Feng Qi?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d barely fought their way out—only to fall straight into the enemy’s net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s mood grew heavy and grim. They were then herded over to another group of students gathered on the small square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which team is this to escape from the cafeteria?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qi’s demeanor had turned unhinged—his gaze cold, arrogant, brimming with merciless killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Third team,” his subordinate reported.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only five minutes since the planned capture began, and already three teams escaped. Are my subordinates all useless?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone among them discovered our capture plan ahead of time,” the subordinate continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you think these useless fools aren’t at fault? A bunch of kids—each one’s strongest at Qi Refining Level Four. They’re all bug-people with bodies comparable to Foundation Establishment cultivators, and you’re telling me they can’t even handle these little children?” Feng Qi roared. “It’s not my brain that’s broken—it’s theirs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes yes yes, it’s your brain that’s broken, and theirs that’s full of nonsense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qi: “…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qi immediately wanted to cut down the speaking bug-person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… this guy wasn’t his direct subordinate. If he killed him, the other bug-people would become harder to command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bug-person with horns on his head was inexplicably ordered to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—BOOM BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two more sections of the cafeteria wall exploded—two more teams burst out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like Su Jin’s group, they were all herded onto the small square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged glances. Of all the teams, only these five had escaped the cafeteria—fewer than forty people remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other half must’ve been captured… or eaten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first-year clan school mission was this dangerous? No one had imagined it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more shocking—everyone had been captured by bugs, and nine out of ten were going to die.\u003C\u002Fp>",1087,"2026-06-20T13:23:54.434Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","13488f3469709b9c5f93cfb24d837b476b2d2ec28e6cb9e107d0e99d25505824","starting-immortal-cultivation-from-the-clan-scho-chapter-153","starting-immortal-cultivation-from-the-clan-scho-chapter-151",156,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-immortal-cultivation-from-the-clan-scho-cover.jpg"]