[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-cursed-blade-s-walk":3,"chapter-the-cursed-blade-s-walk-the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-620":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Cursed Blade's Walk",{"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},2262925,4415,"Chapter 620: Letters from the Capital, Purple Qi Comes from the East","the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-620",620,"\u003Cp>Er Lang’s actions never lack purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never acts without reason!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding the bronze nu mask, many memories surged through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their first meeting, he posed as a wealthy merchant from Chengdu, followed them to Tiansheng City outside Wanzhou, and quietly eliminated the malevolent entity…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their second meeting, he was a gluttonous food lover…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed every time they met, Er Lang changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the solitary outsider beyond the crowd, a deity walking among mortals, ultimately ascending as Yang Jian to become a god and depart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many things that seem strange all have purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as when he willingly took the nu mask—some thought him unreliable—yet it was precisely to fully assume the role of Chuanzhu that he later gathered a thousand years of incense offerings and repressed the Nine Tripods, lifting the calamity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Li Yan remembered that night thirty days ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They drank wine by the riverbank amid flying snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They spoke of much, and listened to much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said he was curious about the Great Luo Dharma Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Lang laughed and said, “What’s hard about that? When the time comes, I’ll go up, take a look, and secretly tell you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s heart stirred; he gripped the nu mask and slowly pressed it to his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>there was no reaction at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chanted the hand seals, visualized the spirit, called out Er Lang’s divine name…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bronze nu mask remained utterly inert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Lang hasn’t settled yet?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan sighed helplessly and put it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These three treasures each carried immense significance; they could never be sold casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the rest were useless to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For instance, the ritual knife of the Xue Nu Master, the Shituolin  robe of the Black Sect lama, and Lu Sheng’s Taiyi Fen Guang Sword—all were top-tier treasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t use them, so they could be exchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, there was the Xuan Yuan Armor Wang Daoxuan found in Long Gong; keeping one as a luopan, the other two would surely spark fierce competition among earth masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the spirit tea they obtained from the Tea Immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elder sect leaders would surely pay a fortune for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were also various spirit materials found in the Bai family’s secret vault—though inferior to Qingcheng’s treasure cache, they still held rare items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, they possessed quite a lot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than many ordinary sects could boast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered what they might trade for…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a Qingcheng acolyte knocking and saying, “Is Li Shaoxia inside? Master Lingyunzi sent me to tell you the Patriarch wishes to see you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I’m coming right away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan slapped his forehead—he’d forgotten that when he arrived on the mountain, Lingyunzi had said Patriarch Chen Confucius wanted to speak with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With so many matters cluttering his mind, he’d nearly missed the appointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan didn’t dare delay; he hurried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the acolyte’s guidance, they left Chaoyang Cave and headed straight for the Ancestral Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weather this year was far colder than usual; mist still clung to the mountain, turning the peaks black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking the mountain path felt like wandering through a ink-wash landscape painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked, Li Yan inquired about the opening vault conference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now a honored guest on Qingcheng Mountain, the young acolyte didn’t hide anything and recounted all he knew:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The conference will be held at the Master’s Cave; the vault entrance lies on Zhangren Peak, where a natural cavern serves as a grotto-heaven portal, reinforced by arrays, with the Five Peaks True Form Diagram carved into the walls—five vaults sealed according to ‘Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth’…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On the first day, they’ll erect an altar to offer sacrifices to Heaven, perform rites to verify the vaults, then the Patriarch will invite all sects to deliberate and feast…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On the second day, they’ll open the vaults and retrieve the treasures; on the third day, trading will occur at Shangqing Palace—rumor says experts will assist in authentication…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Heaven-offering ceremony begins at Chen Hour tomorrow—Li Shaoxia, don’t be late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to the acolyte’s account, Li Yan fell into thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This entire procedure resembled the Huashan vault-opening conference, though the treasures and scale were far greater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What most caught Li Yan’s attention was the meeting on the first day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human realm’s transformation was no secret among the orthodox Daoist sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was surely about how to respond to it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered, the two arrived at the Ancestral Hall’s side chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they even approached, Chen Confucius’s hearty laughter rang out: “Hahaha… Your Excellency has quite the wit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was an outsider?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s brow furrowed upon hearing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d arrived on Qingcheng Mountain two days ago; though it was night, after settling in, he’d immediately visited Chen Confucius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their role in lifting the Nine Tripods’ calamity had also aided Qingcheng—after all, they were orthodox Daoist sects, responsible for suppressing evil in their region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Lu Sheng succeeded, Qingcheng would have lost face and faced endless troubles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Confucius had already expressed gratitude, promising rewards at the vault-opening conference and hinting that Qingcheng would support him in future matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even below the mountain, they’d openly favored him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Logically, what was owed had already been given.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why suddenly summon him? Was it because of this outsider?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan grew wary; as he neared the chamber, he silently peered through the open red door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, a middle-aged man sat inside, wearing a three-barred jinxian crown, a crimson wide-sleeved robe adorned with a peacock patch, his features square and dignified, a three-strand beard hanging to his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A court official,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>perhaps a third-rank minister?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan felt curiosity rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Court officials appearing wasn’t unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saying goes, “Under heaven, all land belongs to the Son of Heaven”; orthodox Daoist sects, marked by control over state rituals and possession of grotto-heavens and blessed lands, naturally paid tribute and sold a portion to the court at low prices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even at the last Huashan conference, court representatives had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why seek him out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Li, please come in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Confucius had already noticed him; after inviting him in, he smiled and said, “Let me introduce you—this is Minister Pei Zongti of the Ministry of Rites, also Chief of the Xuan Sacrifice Bureau.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s heart tightened; he bowed and said, “Greetings, Minister Pei.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Xuan Sacrifice Bureau was the court’s agency overseeing Daoist sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All Daoist credentials had to be registered there; all grotto-heavens and blessed lands of the Daoist world were recorded; construction of major temples often required approval from the Xuan Sacrifice Bureau…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, it held immense influence within the Daoist world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that the Minister in charge of the Xuan Sacrifice Bureau had come personally for the vault-opening conference likely meant the human realm’s transformation was the true reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In moments, Li Yan had pieced together much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need for formalities, Young Li, please sit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minister Pei spoke with surprising courtesy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Li Yan sat and the acolyte served tea, he nodded and said, “I’ve heard your name, Young Li, since last year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan knew it must be about Zhao Changsheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was he who uncovered Zhao’s trail; Luo Mingzi of the Tai Xuan Zhengjiao in Chang’an, who was close to him, had been transferred to the capital because of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, Minister Pei’s expression grew grave: “That rogue Zhao Changsheng plagued the Song Dynasty, joined the Golden Tent Wolf State in the previous dynasty, and now stirs chaos again—the Emperor takes this very seriously.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My purpose here is twofold: to oversee the vault-opening conference, and to investigate this matter on the Emperor’s orders…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, it was still about the Nine Tripods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan sighed and recounted the events once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nine Tripods’ emergence had shaken the realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d already told Chen Confucius everything, except for Shen Sanyou; he hadn’t expected the Minister of Rites to personally interrogate him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had different interests, different knowledge, different attitudes—perhaps different perspectives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, after listening, Minister Pei fell into thought, then suddenly asked, “Did Lu Sheng ever mention how he calculated the flow of the Nine Tripods’ earth veins?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan shook his head: “I don’t know, but Zhao Changsheng certainly does—capture him, and we might learn the truth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minister Pei nodded slightly, as if formulating a plan; he no longer pressed further, but stroked his beard and smiled: “Let’s set this aside for now. I’ve also come bearing a letter for someone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, he pulled a letter from his sleeve and handed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan took it, glanced at it, and his face lit up with joy: “Yan Brother passed the imperial examination as Zhuangyuan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This letter was sent by Yan Jiuling; the man has already passed the imperial examination as the top scholar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The official Pei also stroked his beard and smiled: “Jiuling’s scholarship is extraordinary. On his first trip to the capital, he won the Emperor’s favor—he performed with composure in the palace, and several senior officials in the Central Secretariat praised him highly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiuling?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You call him so familiarly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s heart stirred: “May I ask, Sir, how do you know Master Yan…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Official Pei smiled: “Jiuling won the admiration of Lu Hongyuan and has become his disciple—technically, he’s my junior fellow disciple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan listened, secretly astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who is Lu Hongyuan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master of the Mingde Martial Hall, son-in-law of the Kong family of Qufu, master of Xingyi, Bagua, and Taiji, fused the three into one, infused with Confucian righteous qi, becoming one of the Ten Great Masters of Shenzhou and one of the leaders of the Confucian School…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His life is filled with too many legends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That young Yan Jiuling truly ascended the moment he entered the capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s an ordinary man—and yet he became Lu Hongyuan’s disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s surely been noticed by the Confucian School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Official Pei continued stroking his beard: “Jiuling has set his heart on joining the newly established Qiankun Academy; the Emperor has already approved.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He heard you were invited by Minister Yuan of the Ministry of Works and have joined the Qiankun Academy, so he specifically asked me to deliver this message: on the day the Qiankun Academy opens, you must come to the capital to meet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s heart stirred again: “Has the date been set?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Yan Jiuling’s nature—he wouldn’t ask him to travel thousands of miles just for a friendly reunion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opening of the Qiankun Academy must offer something too valuable to miss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It has.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Official Pei nodded: “The Emperor himself chose the date—it will be after Qingming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Qingming…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still a month away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan calculated quickly, then bowed: “I will certainly attend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, Official Pei lowered his head and sipped tea in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan was no fool—he knew these two had more to say, so he immediately took his leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at Chaoyang Cave, he informed everyone of the matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The capital?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sha LiFei grinned: “I’ve long wanted to see it, but Zhao the Donkey is still missing—we must find him first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Naturally.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan nodded, a flash of killing intent in his eyes: “That Earth Dragon Son’s heartbeat was off—he’s hiding something. After the Vault Opening Ceremony, we’ll take him to Yuzhou and find out who’s behind this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, while it was still dark, Li Yan and the others set out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingcheng Mountain was wreathed in mist; the sky showed no stars or moon, the entire mountain plunged in darkness, save for countless lanterns flickering among the slopes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they reached the Master’s Cave, faint dawn light appeared in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vermilion-painted gate of the Master’s Cave, with its bronze nails, gleamed coldly in the morning light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eighty-one steps of blue stone, swept spotless, glowed with orange light mingled with lantern glow, illuminating the plaque reading “Ancient Changdao Temple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All those come to witness the ceremony had gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monks, Daoists, and laypeople alike—dark masses of heads, yet not a sound was made; all gazed solemnly toward the distant main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the site for the altar to heaven—already fully prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dome of the main hall hung seventy-two dark ritual banners; at its center, a bronze Eight Trigrams incense burner exhaled blue smoke from agarwood; in the corners, unburned candle wax had pooled into dark red mounds on the offering tables…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the ritual preparations had begun the night before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong! Dong! Dong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the morning bell rang, it signaled the arrival of Chen Hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A senior Daoist in black-and-white ritual robes strode forward and proclaimed solemnly: “The auspicious hour has arrived—open the altar!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan recognized him: Zhu Qingzi, elder of Qingcheng, rigid and strict in ritual, the one responsible for ceremonies on the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his call, drums and music erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the main hall, a seven-tiered ritual altar had been erected: at its center stood the golden statue of Zhang Daoling, surrounded by a Seven-Star Lamp Array, nine layers of ritual flags planted according to the Eight Trigrams, symbolizing Heaven, Earth, and Humanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every arrangement was precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the music, Qingcheng’s abbot, Chen Confucius, stepped out of the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in crimson silk ritual robes, wearing a lotus crown, holding the Tianpeng Ruler, he led twelve senior ritual masters and twenty-four Daoists up the altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sprinkled water to consecrate the altar, walked the Nine Steps, trod the Dipper, and chanted the “Qingcheng Secret Chant”: “Xuan Yuan opens peace; the Five Sacred Peaks pay homage; the treasure vaults, millennia old, bless all living beings…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ritual was lengthy, yet no one showed impatience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, disrupting the altar’s silence was forbidden—ordinary folk might be forgiven, but cultivators making noise would be slapping Qingcheng’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, Daoists held deep reverence for Heaven and Earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the chanting ended, Chen Confucius burned the “Five-Colored Spirit-Connecting Talisman,” offering silk, tea, and Shu brocade as tribute to Zhang Tianshi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Tianshi came to Shu to spread the Dao—he too is one of Qingcheng’s ancestral masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After this heavenly sacrifice concluded, the crowd moved en masse toward Zhangren Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhangren Peak was Qingcheng’s highest summit, also known as Zhao Gong Mountain, said to be where Zhao Gongming cultivated, and the very place where Li Yan once secluded himself to build his tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, they did not go to the Celestial Grotto—instead, they followed the main path straight to the mountain’s palace halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another altar had been erected here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd stood on the mountain plateau, gazing at the sheer cliffs, the wind howling through the peaks; when the wind lifted the vines at the entrance of Tiancang Cave, it revealed the vermilion inscription on the cliff face: “Fifth Celestial Grotto.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ritual here lasted just as long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At noon, when yang energy peaked, the twelve senior ritual masters raised demon-subduing swords, formed the Big Dipper Array, and trod the Dipper while invoking the Thunder Decree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Chen Confucius’s lead, their sword tips all pointed toward Tiancang Cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chi!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a shout, purple qi surged from within the cave like a dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pines and cypresses roared like waves; onlookers felt a fierce wind strike their faces, and faint metallic chimes echoed in their ears—as if the sword qi left by ancient immortals still rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ministry of Rites Vice Minister, Official Pei, stood beside the altar; seeing the purple qi erupt, he stepped forward, holding a brocade scroll and cried aloud: “The seal remains intact—the treasure qi is abundant!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, many sighed in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Huashan, rich in metal, Qingcheng’s treasure vaults were built to mimic the Five Sacred Peaks’ True Form Diagram, containing five great vaults of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, from the Song Dynasty to now, the vaults had endured repeated wars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One misstep, and the entire cache could be lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emergence of purple qi and blue smoke meant the vaults remained intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this was only the first step—each branch of the Tai Xuan Zheng Jiao would send representatives to verify, lest the vaults be tainted by demonic influences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When all was done, Chen Confucius announced: “The auspicious hour is set—the vaults open tomorrow morning. Gentlemen, please proceed to Shangqing Hall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many perked up upon hearing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew this gathering was extraordinary—the chief of the Xuan Ministry had come in person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the transformation of the human realm, where would the Daoist sects stand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps today, answers would come…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2758,"2026-06-19T18:28:35.913Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","903e26cfe1eff3c6f22cd292b27506b6cdfd9867f90fadd38a76b7930954dbb5","the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-621","the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-619",801,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-cursed-blade-s-walk-cover.jpg"]