[{"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-92":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},2262397,4415,"Chapter 92: Set Out Again","the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-92",92,"\u003Cp>“What’s the rush? I’m saving you right now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s tone had grown somewhat impatient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just survived a life-or-death struggle; though his Great Luo Body had restored his physical state, the mental exhaustion and tension had not faded, and this old man’s constant nagging was truly irritating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially this beggar sect’s ancestral cloth satchel, which seemed rooted to the ground, clinging like a broken lotus stem with threads still connected, impossible to pull free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan gritted his teeth, unleashing hidden force to snap the cloth satchel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the more he strained, the more heavenly fortune and earthly luck surged into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, on the left shoulder of his Great Luo Body, the extinguished flame reignited—alive, flickering, emitting a deep blue glow…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s face lit up with surprise, hard to believe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third life flame, extinguished since the wolf-slaying at Li Family Fortress, had finally been reignited!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the information from his Great Luo Body, absorbing and devouring celestial and terrestrial treasures each had different effects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For instance, the drumstick he obtained in Ancient Water Village enhanced the strength of his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan stared at the cloth satchel in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this filthy, grubby thing repair life flames?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan quickly noticed something odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his life flame reignited, the old mountain god’s complexion grew increasingly withered, and his gaze toward Li Yan carried a certain despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that’s how it is…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan felt a pang of embarrassment amid his joy, and immediately released the cloth satchel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This object was merely a medium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he truly devoured was the old mountain god’s fortune!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reigniting the life flame was already good fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he greedily continued absorbing, the effect would be minimal, and he’d kill this protective earth deity—then the sin would be great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, after he let go, the old man’s expression relaxed considerably, a hint of gratitude appearing in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan observed closely and finally understood the reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the illusion sent by the old mountain god, where the cloth satchel connected to his head, there were sharp thorns and red cords arranged in the Eight Trigrams, as if sewing the satchel directly to his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was still a setup!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must have been in another cave…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the battle outside the cave reached its conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daoist was shrewd—he avoided entangling himself with the dying, frenzied Chu Shan, instead using his speed to whip the latter’s intestines around wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant, flesh-like Maitreya Abbot finally collapsed under the strain, crashing to the ground with a thunderous boom, utterly dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daoist finally exhaled, dropped the intestines, and returned to the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Li Yan realized the truth, he shouted loudly: “Quick, Daoist, we must break the seal in the other cave!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daoist said nothing, asked no questions, and left immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the other cave, Mo Laowai’s face was grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two caves were not far apart; Chu Shan’s final desperate, frantic screams still seemed to echo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Failed… How could this be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the figure appearing at the entrance shattered his last hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Fengzi’s face brightened with relief, and he quickly warned: “Brother, be careful—the cave is filled with the demon’s poison!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daoist instantly understood, did not enter the cave, and flicked his wrist—his treasure sword shot out with a whistle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Laowai had no time to beg for mercy before the sword pierced his skull; he collapsed straight down, crushing the red rods and cords beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the other end, Li Yan also sensed the change and yanked the cloth satchel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The object, as if utterly drained of its spiritual essence, rapidly turned black and tattered in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan tossed it aside, and another vision appeared in his mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the old mountain god’s head, the cloth satchel had vanished, revealing a crown woven from twisted tree roots, equally covered in moss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man’s expression had noticeably improved; he bowed slightly toward Li Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, on the altar below the mountain, the ritual reached its critical point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingyangzi lit the yellow talisman and offered it upward; precisely at noon, he swung his ritual sword, stepped the Nine Stars, and struck the altar table three times with his talisman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, wind arose from nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incense smoke burning on the altar was swept up by the whirlwind and drifted toward the mass grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he lifted a Bagua bronze mirror, angled it toward the sun, then adjusted its direction to face the mass grave, as if refracting the sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Li Yan’s vision, a change occurred simultaneously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beam of light suddenly descended from the sky; the old mountain god looked up, his eyes filled with joy, then the moss covering his body slowly peeled away. He turned to Li Yan, lips moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though no sound came, Li Yan clearly read his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man repeated only two words: Run!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s expression changed slightly—he remembered something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Mingzi had said that for the old mountain god to reclaim his position, he must first expel the yin-sha energy absorbed over a hundred years, gather the earth’s gang qi, and form a divine gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mass grave had accumulated yin-sha energy for years—this was no trivial matter. Without hesitation, Li Yan slung the unconscious Luo Mingzi onto his back and ran out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Luo Fengzi and the others had also emerged from the other cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Earth Blood Robe” poison had vanished upon its time limit; they had taken extra time to search Mo Laowai’s body for an antidote.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Li Yan’s warning, everyone’s faces turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daoist originally wounded by Chu Shan—perhaps from internal bleeding after hitting his head against the wall—was already dead by the time they checked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time for grief; Gu Chenzi slung the corpse over his shoulder and ran out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, strange phenomena had already appeared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the rocky crevices of the Mountain Tai Sui, yin-sha energy gushed forth like rolling frost fog; wherever it passed, ice and frost spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long-dead souls lingering in the mass grave sensed something, and hurriedly burrowed into the ground and cave fissures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group ran swiftly, the yin-sha energy chasing them relentlessly from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the entire cave trembled, rocks and soil tumbling down in a cascade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan saw this and was not surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mountain Tai Sui’s fortune had repaired his Great Luo Body and reignited his life flame—yet the mountain god still held on. This proved how vast the Mountain Tai Sui’s true body truly was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What they had seen was merely a corner of its summit…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the cave, the Commandant’s men also sensed the anomaly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Wanchue’s eyes flickered with concern; he bowed and said: “My lord, the situation may have changed—may I lead men inside to investigate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Chang Xuan could speak, Li Yan and the others burst out, shouting urgently: “Get away from the cave mouth!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Commandant’s men didn’t understand, they scattered quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold, yin mist, mixed with dirt and dust, erupted from the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground instantly froze with frost; the air around turned suddenly icy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Guan Wanchue and the others were shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were experienced; they knew the yin-sha energy was deadly—if it struck you, it wasn’t just a chill that made you shiver, but at least a serious illness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan sniffed the air, his expression changed, and he suddenly stood up, scanning the surroundings: “Be careful—there’s the scent of rooster-snake!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to worry—the man is gone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chang Xuan shook his head and sighed: “That man is Du Gu Qian, Maitreya Sect’s Abbot. His arts and martial skill are exceptional—we couldn’t capture him, only drive him off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s eyes flickered with suspicion, but his face remained calm; he nodded: “Glad he’s gone, my lord is formidable…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, the corpse poison has vanished completely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath a roadside tree, Zhao Lüzi pried open Sha Lifei’s eyelids, saw the black lines had disappeared from the whites of his eyes, sniffed his body, then nodded: “The corpse poison is gone, but some residue remains.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go back, get some raw glutinous rice, lay it under you every night while sleeping, and expose yourself to the noon sun for half an hour daily—within seven or eight days, it’ll be fully cleared.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had received Li Yan’s plea and rushed here from the Mountain God Temple. The Bao Bao lineage’s methods truly held hidden depths—he saw Luo Mingzi’s setup and immediately demanded everyone be moved into the noon sun, then pricked the Zusanli point with a three-edged needle to draw blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the black, foul pus had drained, everyone had awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Li Yan and the others returned; they took the antidote together and cured everyone of the corpse poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sha Lifei’s face was still gray; he looked miserable: “I must’ve forgotten to check the almanac today—I’m cursed! Daoist, from now on, always consult the heavens before leaving home!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Daoxuan stroked his beard and smiled, clearly relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was kind-hearted and treated everyone sincerely—but he wasn’t a fool; otherwise, he wouldn’t have survived so long in the Jianghu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the three, Li Yan appeared ruthless in action, but he had boundaries and kept his word—most trustworthy of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he chatted with Sha Lifei, he secretly remained on guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, he never expected that at the critical moment, Sha Lifei would use his own body to shield him—completely instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Sha Lifei won their complete trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Lizi, seeing their demeanor, flashed a hint of envy in his eyes and chuckled good-naturedly: “Alright, you three head back and rest early—I’m leaving too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan pondered a moment, then said: “Brother Zhao, living alone in the wild mountains must be dull. We’re escorting an elder back to his ancestral home, heading for the Qinling Mountains—why not come with us? Experience the Qinling scenery?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were an invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Lizi chuckled good-naturedly, scratched his head, and said: “No thanks. When my father passed, I swore to never enter Qinling or leave Guanzhong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve no grand ambitions. This land feeds me fine. I just need to save some money, find a wife, and carry on the Zhao family line—that’s the real business.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan sighed inwardly, bowed, and said: “Very well. Be sure to let me know—your wedding wine won’t escape me, even if I have to travel to the ends of the earth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held great affection for this honest, simple treasure-seeker, but everyone had their own path—not all wished to wander the rivers and lakes. He could only let it be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, here’s a bottle of chrysanthemum wine—take it for the road.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, he pulled a bottle from the pack on his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the wine Liu Old Granny had given him; he dared not drink his mother-in-law’s wine, so it was perfect to give to Zhao Lizi for the journey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good! It’s a deal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Lizi beamed as he accepted the chrysanthemum wine, bowed to everyone, and departed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he was far away, but his rough, bold xintianyou song drifted softly on the wind: “Hey hey yo, the belly towel with three blue stripes, meeting’s hard, talking’s harder…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Daoxuan sighed: “To be content is true joy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I, Old Sha, am not content—oy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sha Lifei had already mounted his horse and accidentally jolted his wound, grimacing and shouting: “Forget it! I nearly lost my life today, Daoist—chrysanthemum wine, fat crabs—you owe me a feast!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those are trigger foods—your wound isn’t healed yet. Are you trying to die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well… you still owe me a good meal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, fine, you decide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the Double Ninth Festival, the weather grew colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excuse me—is Daoist Luo Mingzi here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before dawn, outside the Chenghuang Temple, Li Yan, clad in black, bowed and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you Master Li?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The acolyte nodded: “My uncle has already instructed me to wait here for you. Please follow me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, he turned and led the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan had never entered the Chenghuang Temple before, but he did not follow the acolyte into the main hall—instead, he went to a side courtyard behind the rear hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gate opened, revealing Luo Mingzi, pale-faced, seated on a rattan chair. Seeing Li Yan arrive, he rose to greet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Daoist, take it slow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan hurried forward to support him, slightly embarrassed: “Had I not been in a hurry to leave, I wouldn’t dare disturb your rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Mingzi rose slowly and smiled: “Today is auspicious for moving the coffin. Miss the timing, and you’ll wait another ten days or more—can’t afford delay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He led Li Yan into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the table sat a small wooden box, like the kind a scholar carried for the imperial exams, even topped with a bamboo curtain to shield from wind and rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is what you requested—delivered by fast horse from Chang’an yesterday…” Luo Mingzi said, opening each small drawer in turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Twenty stalks of yarrow for the invisibility spell…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten thunderfire pills…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five talismans each for invisibility, exorcism, and corpse-sealing—and here’s the dispelling incense; when lit, it clears ill fortune…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All manner of small items filled the box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… is too much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan was startled. “How much do I owe you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had merely wanted to buy a few thunderfire pills after seeing their power in the Enforcement Hall; Luo Mingzi had agreed instantly—he never expected so much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Mingzi chuckled softly. “The Enforcement Hall has its rules. Killing a Maitreya Sect incense master is a major merit. You gave your merit to Brother Gu Hezi—his young son can now enter the Xuan Gate directly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All the brothers are grateful. We pooled these items—why would we charge you? You haven’t built your pavilion yet; if you can’t use the talismans, give them to Brother Wang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Li Yan ceased his formalities and asked: “Daoist, how is your injury?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Mingzi smiled: “I need several months of rest. Also, my merit is sufficient—I’ll be transferred to Chang’an soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This year’s Guanzhong harvest is bountiful, and with that Li official now serving as Provincial Administration Commissioner, the Fifteen Lantern Festival will be grand. By the time you return, it’ll be New Year—come to the Chang’an Chenghuang Temple to find me. We’ll drink until we’re drunk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, he pulled a letter from his robe. “At the Doumu Courtyard on Mount Taibai, there’s a younger brother, Yu Linzi, with whom I’m close. If you encounter trouble on Mount Taibai, go directly to him for aid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Daoist!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm. Safe travels. I’ll wait for you in Chang’an.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan bowed respectfully, took the letter, slung the box onto his back, and took his leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the Chenghuang Temple, he mounted his horse, rode through streets, and reached the southern city gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gate was just opening. Wang Daoxuan and Sha Lifei had already packed their gear and waited on horseback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them stood a cart, bearing Wu Laosi’s coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver, Old Meng, was hired from the Taixing Horse and Cart Shop—he was skilled. Four men followed, all coffin-bearers from the funeral parlor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the entire funeral procession returning home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the gate opened, Wang Daoxuan tossed a handful of spirit money high into the air and chanted: “The dead depart, leaves return to roots. Spirits, stay away. The living, be not startled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then bowed to all around: “Gentlemen, please bear with us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many waited to exit. Though Wang Daoxuan spoke politely, the townsfolk all wore grim expressions and kept their distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young soldier guarding the gate scowled and opened his mouth to rebuke—when an old veteran yanked him aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The veteran’s face beamed with deference as he bowed: “Young Master Li, please go first. This boy is ignorant—please don’t take offense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan, puzzled, bowed anyway: “Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then stepped forward, leading the procession slowly away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching them depart, the veteran scolded: “You fool—can’t you see? That’s Li Yan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Yan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young soldier gasped. “The one who punched Zhou Bai to death and toppled the Zhou family?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exaggerated nonsense—just folk tales,” the veteran shook his head. “But he’s connected to the Zhang family, the Chenghuang Temple, even the Commandant’s Office. Not someone you or I should provoke.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young soldier’s eyes filled with envy. “I heard he sneaked into the city—and now he’s famous in the rivers and lakes. Why don’t I have such luck…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Famous in the rivers and lakes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The veteran laughed. “Uneducated fool. Xianyang is a backwater. Even that dead Zhou Monkey never claimed to be anything special.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The rivers and lakes are vast…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five chapters posted. Starting tomorrow, return to regular schedule: updates at 10 a.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2825,"2026-06-19T18:28:32.159Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e6efc326ad2b844715bf529a3e50baf7de7e507e553cafbfe6400dcfb810d239","the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-93","the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-91",801,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-cursed-blade-s-walk-cover.jpg"]