[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-dao-dust-pearl":3,"chapter-the-dao-dust-pearl-the-dao-dust-pearl-chapter-84":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Dao Dust Pearl",{"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},2359585,4614,"Chapter 84","the-dao-dust-pearl-chapter-84",84,"\u003Cp>The white bone stupa was a skull the size of a winnowing basket; after Qian Chen launched it, its lower jaw continuously opened and closed, emitting eerie demonic sounds imbued with an icy, heartless malevolence. Such a blatantly demonic artifact startled not only Yan Jianxian and Zhiqiu Daoist, but even Lang Dajiang took it seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the white bone stupa entered the blood river, nearly half of the blood spirits clung to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bloodlight gushing from the wolf demon grew even thicker; what had been a flowing river of bloodlight now became a viscous, unseparable mass, boiling like lava in deep crimson, countless blood bubbles rising from the churning river. The surfaces of these bubbles twisted endlessly, eventually forming countless skulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those skulls howled and shrieked—some in fury, some in confusion, some in brutality, some in despair, some in madness, some in terror, some in anguish, some in unbearable suffering, some in unspeakable horror, some in heart-wrenching grief, some in bone-deep hatred—shrieks so piercing they drove listeners to the brink of insanity. Among them were mothers calling for their children, wives calling for their husbands, grandparents calling for their grandchildren; pleas, and pleas on behalf of others…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Birth, aging, sickness, death, hatred, separation from loved ones, unfulfilled desires… coalesced into the Five Aggregates Burning, causing listeners to feel their hearts consumed by fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless blood shadows entangled, dragging the white bone stupa into the sea of skulls and blood… Qian Chen unleashed the stupa’s ferocity, letting the demon rage wildly within the blood sea. He then extended a finger—the beam above suddenly blazed with radiant light; the spiritual illumination pierced into the blood sea, fixing upon the struggling sword pellet and the black iron dark hook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Chen shouted: “Brother Yan, draw back your sword pellet along the spiritual light!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Jianxian let out a loud laugh, leaping up and plunging into the beam of light. With the spiritual light aiding him, the sword pellet momentarily pierced through the blood river’s formation; with the white bone stupa diverting most of the river’s power, the sword light flickered and split instantly into six blades, slashing downward to sever the Chanrao  of the blood river’s vengeful spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword pellet flew out along the spiritual light, merging with Yan’s body and sword as one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Jianxian’s true qi instantly cleansed the sword pellet’s tarnished luster, restoring its radiant glow. Qian Chen seized the opportunity to retrieve the black iron dark hook, refining it with true qi. He unfastened the gourd at his waist, chewed up a mouthful of spiritual spring water and elixir together, blending them into elixir fluid and golden essence, then spat it onto the black iron dark hook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the hook’s glow surged—its bloodstain and filth vanished entirely, and its power temporarily increased by a third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sweep away misfortune, universally ferry the immortal voyage. Ascend heaven, cross seas, vanish and conceal. Summon spirits to their void positions, command all directions. Thunder and lightning, like flashing beams… Sword light divides—go!” Yan shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, he secretly whispered to Qian Chen: “Young brother, let your sword light cling behind my sword pellet…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your sword light is too rigid. Follow my sword intent with this method—sword, after all, means decision, severance. Internally, you must decide your seven emotions, sever mundane breaths, so your Three Treasures merge into pure yang—this is the foundation of internal swordcraft, where the inner shell becomes solid and unyielding. Externally, you must sever despair, cut off sound and trace, add wondrous variations in technique, practice morning and evening, so your external Three Treasures become whole…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Jianxian swiftly recited the hundreds of characters of the sword manual’s essence using true-word method, blending his own sword intent into it, guiding Qian Chen’s spiritual sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a disciple of the Louguan Sect, Qian Chen lacked any superior sword manuals—whether from the true transmissions he knew as Daochenzhu, or the legacy left by Gengyuanzi. His talisman arts and elixir techniques were peerless, yet his sword skills were severely lacking. Now, hearing the Shangqing true scripture, he suddenly felt all the obscurities in swordcraft vanish before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He followed the method, activating his sword light and attaching it behind Yan’s sword pellet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Qian Chen transformed the emerald elixir qi hidden behind his skull into pure Nine Heavens Clear Spiritual Qi, secretly transmitting it to Yan Jianxian’s sword pellet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their true qi perfectly harmonized—this was the marvel of Taiqing and Shangqing, the unity of the Three Pure Ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Qian Chen’s true qi aiding him, Yan Jianxian’s sword light surged again. He turned his head and gave Qian Chen a deep look, clearly astonished: “Brother, you’ve hidden your depth well.” Yet his expression remained unchanged; all was understood in silent accord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Chen, to break the deadlock, willingly took risks. It was only because Yan Jianxian was willing to let him ride his sword light into battle that Qian Chen had the chance to secretly assist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sword lights merged. Yan Jianxian let out a loud, resonant laugh, radiating an aura of unyielding might, unmatched in the heavens. When his sword momentum reached its peak, he leapt into the air, body and sword uniting once more; the sword light became a long rainbow, slashing straight down upon the blood river without hesitation…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like lightning piercing void, the sword light cut through—countless blood shadows vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surging, boundless blood river, with its countless bloodlights and vengeful spirits entwined, was suddenly severed at its waist, cleaving a ten-li-wide fissure. Only after another breath did thunderous roars roll across all directions, echoing endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath Tiansha Peak, all around were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sword Qi Thunder Sound!” someone far off stared, transfixed, at the sword light that had slashed through the sky like a lightning bolt tearing darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sword Qi Thunder Sound!” a girl in pale ink-blue robes, leaning against a giant yellow rooster, softly murmured as she gazed at the distant sword light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s Sword Qi Thunder Sound…” a plain-looking, unremarkable man pondered for a moment: “This mission has barely begun, yet we already have a Daoist who can wield such terrifying, awe-inspiring sword art. Who could be the enemy strong enough to force him to use this technique? The mission’s momentum is turning grim—I need to prepare several minor teleportation arrays… at least enough to flee thousands of li in one go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plain-looking cultivator, having thought this through, rose to set up the teleportation arrays…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment the blood river was severed, the wolf demon general spewed blood from all seven orifices; his two blood-red eyes now truly spouted beams of bloodlight. He let out a hoarse, agonized scream: “What sword art is this… are you descendants of those seven?” His tone was utterly terrified. At this moment, Zhiqiu Daoist had already swiftly drawn the vermilion script and slapped it out as a divine talisman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That divine light concealed the true power of Zhenwu, and struck the wounded wolf demon by surprise—nearly knocking out his demonic core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It spewed crimson primal demonic qi from mouth and nose, its eyeballs bulging out. The white bone stupa seized the chance, lunging forward and swallowing half the blood river. The white bone demon, ferocious and cruel, opened its jaws wide and bit down—flesh and bone flew everywhere, nearly piercing through its chest. Qian Chen could have used the Five Poisons Demons to secretly kill it, but he held back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Zhiqiu saw the situation turning favorable, he still kept his word and released the tiny bell, letting it flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flew to join Yan Jianxian and Qian Chen, thinking inwardly: “This Daoist may be drenched in blood and dressed strangely, but at the critical moment, he’s unexpectedly reliable. In contrast, Zhou Daoist, though seeming warm-hearted, yet… sigh! A gentleman ends a friendship without speaking ill. I’ve fallen into narrow-mindedness…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bell artifact ignored Qian Chen and the others entirely, transforming into a streak of light, speeding away with astonishing speed…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as it flew out of the ruined Lanruo Temple, a hand reached from empty space and gently grasped the bell. Inside, Zhou Wushi cried out in alarm: “Daoist, spare me! I’ll serve you in this mission! I haven’t chosen a side yet—if you kill me now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hand squeezed gently—the bell turned to dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Chen’s expression darkened slightly; he secretly whispered to Yan Jianxian: “Brother Yan, lend me your sword!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Jianxian asked no questions, simply yielded control of the sword light to Qian Chen. Though severely wounded, the wolf demon’s ferocity intensified—proving the old saying: a wounded beast is more dangerous. He reversed the remaining half of the blood river, drawing it into his body, his form swelling instantly into a giant wolf ten zhang tall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He howled toward the moon; moonlight descended, merging with his demonic qi to nourish his horrific wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Chen, Yan Jianxian, and Zhiqiu all knew they had wounded the demon but not struck its core. Thus they did not press the attack—otherwise, the wolf demon might have gone berserk. Ordinary wolf guards had blood-dashing techniques; if this demon king sacrificed his life to suddenly assassinate one of them, it wouldn’t be hard… at least on the surface, aside from Yan Jianxian, Qian Chen and Zhiqiu stood no chance of survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After regaining his true form, the wolf demon suddenly spat out its demonic core, drawing moonlight to empower it. Its true form was a rare breed called the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, capable of cultivating a Taiyin demonic core; under moonlight, releasing the core tripled its power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This demonic core, like a bright moon, struck with chilling force, freezing all things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its momentum was overwhelming… Yan Jianxian expected Qian Chen to strike down the demonic core, but Qian Chen held his sword still, silently counting: “Three… two… one. The hour has come!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Qian Chen’s inner voice ended, the white bone stupa underwent a sudden transformation…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white bone demon’s body swelled violently; beneath its skull, countless bone spines erupted, extending downward from the cervical vertebrae, then the spine, ribs… In an instant, the white bone demon’s full form was complete. The white bone demon lunged, locking the wounded Lang Dajiang in place as his demonic core left his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, three more white bone stupa emerged from empty space, arriving slightly later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four white bone demons, each three zhang tall, seized the ten-zhang giant wolf’s limbs and hoisted it into the air. Then a hand descended from empty space, gently pressing upon the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf’s head. A figure clad in black robes appeared atop the giant wolf; his five fingers curled like talons, a black qi hand swept down, plucking the demonic core from its place…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally arrived!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Chen guided Yan Jianxian’s sword pellet and unleashed another Sword Qi Thunder Sound strike. Torrents of sword light surged forward, thunderous roars howling—this time, Qian Chen’s sword light was only slightly less smooth than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve waited so long—finally, I’ll reclaim my treasure!” Miaokong smiled faintly at Qian Chen: “You may not know who I am, or why you’re about to die…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the radiant sword light struck—startling him. He hadn’t expected Qian Chen to be so decisive. Shouldn’t one speak a few words to test such a sudden ally who had just subdued his enemy? How could one kill on first sight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Why waste words with you? Die confused! My treasure, come back to me!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1910,"2026-06-21T05:39:58.326Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d2262bcbbaa05ff2eaa4d8aaea053a897421b613dc08ae57e5fbe18719928267","the-dao-dust-pearl-chapter-85","the-dao-dust-pearl-chapter-83",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-dao-dust-pearl-cover.jpg"]