[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-959":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"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},2341766,4576,"Chapter 959: The Dual Mastery of Poetry and Painting: The Stunning Luo Shen Fu and a New Check-in Location","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-959",959,"\u003Cp>\"Sorry, Xiaoyao, that Marquis of Fufeng targeted you because of me—it has nothing to do with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Xiangling’s face carried a hint of apology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, who would want to offend a near-immortal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao was merely an innocent victim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was targeted solely because he was close to Luo Xiangling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why should Senior Xiangling apologize? This isn’t your fault,\" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Jun Xiaoyao’s demeanor, Luo Xiangling silently sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any other brilliant prodigy, struck by such undeserved misfortune, would surely be furious and seething inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Jun Xiaoyao remained calm and composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This temperament truly impressed Luo Xiangling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s been so long since we last discussed the Dao. Since talking with you, I’ve lost interest in speaking with anyone else,\" Luo Xiangling smiled lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s also why she didn’t attend the Ancient Supreme Dao Discourse Gathering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt conversing with those others yielded less insight than talking with Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then it is this junior’s honor,\" Jun Xiaoyao smiled back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two were about to enter the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a scroll of painting paper slipped unintentionally from Jun Xiaoyao’s sleeve and fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Xiangling noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s expression shifted slightly; he bent down to retrieve it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the scroll floated up into Luo Xiangling’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is…?\" Luo Xiangling’s beautiful eyes held a spark of curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Xiangling, this…\" Jun Xiaoyao promptly revealed a faint unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Luo Xiangling, curious, unrolled the scroll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, she froze in place, as if struck by lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The painting depicted a woman standing by the He Luo River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long robe draped like mist, sash fluttering, graceful as an immortal ready to ride the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes like autumn waters, bones like jade; face like lotus, brows like willow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze shimmered, gazing into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A painting of unparalleled beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any man who saw this immortal-like beauty in the painting would be utterly enchanted, his heart lost in longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, this was no mere painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman and the river within seemed to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was infused with magic power and Dao resonance—anyone who glanced at it could gain insight!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This… this is me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Xiangling was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was the woman in the painting… herself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet what left Luo Xiangling’s heart unsettled was this:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the painting of the peerless beauty lay dense, meticulous calligraphy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Luo Shen Fu…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Xiangling whispered softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Her form, swift as a startled swan, graceful as a winding dragon; her radiance outshines autumn chrysanthemums, her splendor rivals spring pines.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From afar, she gleams like the sun rising through morning clouds; up close, she burns like a lotus blooming from clear waves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Her cloud-like hair piled high, her slender brows elegantly curved; her lips red and bright, her teeth white and fresh; her bright eyes glimmer, her dimples accentuate her charm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Her glances turn, her jade-like complexion gleams; her words unspoken, her breath as fragrant as orchids; her graceful form makes me forget my meals.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Xiangling murmured the lines, her spirit trembling involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman in the painting was beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The poetry was even more extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unimaginable that such a stunning masterpiece could come from a young man’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What made Luo Xiangling’s heart flutter even more was this:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the scroll, a single drop of blood stood out, vivid and striking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did it signify?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It meant the artist had poured immense heart and soul into this work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, every stroke would not carry Dao resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiaoyao, you…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Xiangling looked at Jun Xiaoyao, her luminous eyes trembling slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao had truly exhausted himself for this poem and painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any woman, upon realizing this, would be unable to remain calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry for boldly composing poetry and painting for Senior Xiangling—it was presumptuous of me,\" Jun Xiaoyao revealed a faint unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, the painting is exquisite, and the poetry—no one expected you, Xiaoyao, to possess not only peerless talent but also such astonishing literary brilliance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Xiangling felt as if she were seeing Jun Xiaoyao anew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His peerless beauty and demonic talent were enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he also possessed such dazzling literary genius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The painting and the poem were beyond the reach of ordinary people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, even Luo Xiangling, upon seeing them, could hardly believe they depicted her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What made her heart skip a beat even more was this:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had Jun Xiaoyao created this poem and painting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it because…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiaoyao, could you give this to me?\" Luo Xiangling asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This… if Senior doesn’t mind, of course,\" Jun Xiaoyao said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t call me Senior—just call me by my name,\" Luo Xiangling said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, Xiangling,\" Jun Xiaoyao nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the address, Luo Xiangling’s heart leapt; she turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go cultivate now. We’ll discuss the Dao later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Luo Xiangling hurried back to her room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Luo Xiangling’s retreating figure, Jun Xiaoyao’s unease vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile curled at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of this was deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From painting, to composing the Luo Shen Fu, to dripping a drop of his heart’s blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then pretending to accidentally drop it, letting Luo Xiangling see it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step was meticulously planned by Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t seek to fully win her over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only needed that, if he ever faced danger, Luo Xiangling would step forward to help him—that would be enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The influence of a near-immortal was incalculable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Though I’ve taken this step, I still don’t know Luo Xiangling’s true feelings toward me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s time to test her,\" Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes flickered darkly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a new plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason Jun Xiaoyao went to such lengths to court Luo Xiangling was this:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed that soon, he would cause a major upheaval in the foreign realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he would need a top-tier powerhouse standing behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Immortal Realm, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn’t need to exert such effort to leverage influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single word from him would draw countless powerful cultivators to his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was a foreign realm—Jun Family’s reach could not extend here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in her room, Luo Xiangling felt her heart pounding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a sensation unlike any she’d ever known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She studied the woman in the painting and the Luo Shen Fu calligraphy again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more she looked, the happier she became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone praised her beauty to her face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Xiangling would feel annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, the Marquis of Fufeng had always done so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this approach, I must say, had struck Luoxiang Ling’s heart directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Am I really that beautiful?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the painting, the exquisitely graceful woman standing by the Heluo River, Luoxiang Ling’s beautiful eyes grew hazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was utterly enchanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of divine brushwork could capture such unparalleled beauty?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Xiaoyao is indeed quite intriguing,” Luoxiang Ling murmured to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A charming blush bloomed upon her peerlessly beautiful face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the time that followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao remained within Luoxiang Ling’s villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon qi permeating this place also aided Jun Xiaoyao’s cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao and Luoxiang Ling occasionally engaged in Dao discussions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At times, when inspired, they even composed poetry, painted, played the qin, and performed music.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s mastery of the qin once again left Luoxiang Ling awestruck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The qin’s melody was like celestial music, infused with Daoic resonance, soothing and penetrating the soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Luoxiang Ling’s eyes, Jun Xiaoyao was nothing short of a hidden treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their relationship naturally grew increasingly harmonious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was even a faint sense, like that of celestial lovers lost in passion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And amidst this tranquil atmosphere,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Lao arrived, his expression grave, delivering a message to Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Mojie Imperial Clan’s Mojie Imperial Heir is about to awaken. Word has spread—he will challenge you, Young Master Xiaoyao, on the God of War Mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding! Congratulations, host! A new check-in location has refreshed. Please check in at the God of War Mountain!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1303,"2026-06-20T23:29:55.914Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4bdbc931d2a61af3c59417702f2f6a1c7af70e988855b4fe776965e7bc9b0719","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-960","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-958",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]