[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group":3,"chapter-the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-103":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Dimensional Demon God's Chat Group",{"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},2277670,4455,"Chapter 103: The Fan Mansion in the Capital","the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-103",103,"\u003Cp>Setting aside that strange blue light, the middle-aged guard before them possessed strength above the ninth rank—far beyond what the two of them, disciples of the Four-Sided Sword, could handle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two female assassins exchanged a silent glance, then suddenly scattered a vast cloud of toxic powder, tapped their toes, and turned to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to run?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged guard sneered, completely ignoring the toxic dust swirling in the air, and closed the distance to the two women with even greater speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the courtyard wall ahead of the carriage shattered violently—a towering, two-meter-tall giant burst through the stone bricks, flying backward like a cannonball and crashing heavily to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puh—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant spat a mouthful of blood, rose to his feet clutching his twisted arm, and glared furiously at the large hole in the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within the broken wall stepped Fu Hao, equally massive, his bare upper body covered in blue patterns, his eyes blazing with malice as he stared at the wounded giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I’m not mistaken, you’re Cheng Jushu, the hardened expert from the Northern Qi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A mere eighth-rank hardened martial artist dares to assassinate my young master in the capital…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Speak! Who sent you?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Fu Hao’s menacing words, Cheng Jushu grinned, revealing teeth stained with blood—he showed no intention of answering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Hao erupted in rage, seized Cheng Jushu by the neck, and lifted his massive, heavy body into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Speak—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zheng—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish, a streak of emerald sword light slashed in from the side, severing Cheng Jushu’s head in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skin normally impervious to blades and spears proved as fragile as tofu before this sword light, easily pierced through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red and white fluids oozed from the blood hole in his forehead; Cheng Jushu froze for a moment, then watched the world before him fade, his consciousness sinking into utter darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at the lifeless eyes before him, Fu Hao swallowed the words he had been about to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed Cheng Jushu’s corpse onto the ground and glared at Nie Kang as he approached: “You!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean ‘you’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Kang replied bluntly: “Did the young master order you to interrogate assassins in the street?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Hao fell silent, his aura fading as he glanced nervously toward the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Kang snorted, glancing at him: “Remember—around the young master, do less, not more. And quickly remove these corpses—they’re blocking the carriage!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Hao grimaced, shot Nie Kang a glare, then sullenly dragged away Cheng Jushu’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, two dark shadows flashed over his head and landed on the open ground before the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Hao and Nie Kang turned to see the two female swordswomen Fan Xian had mentioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Shi Hanwu emerged from the courtyard, carrying another black-clad figure—his chest rose and fell slightly, indicating he was merely unconscious, not dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, every assassin on Niulan Street had been captured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the entire ordeal, Fan Xian sat calmly inside the carriage, his fingers lightly tapping the table before him, seemingly indifferent to the commotion outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Wu, all taken care of?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Kang stepped forward with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Hanwu nodded and tossed the unconscious black-clad man against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Nie Kang’s smile, Fu Hao growled: “You scolded me for interrogating Cheng Jushu, but why don’t you say anything about Wu for capturing another man?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are they the same?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Kang rolled his eyes, then glanced at the black-clad man: “Wu, who is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Hanwu replied calmly: “Another assassin. He wields wind arts—he’s a mage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, in the novel “The Legend of Qiongyu,” besides qi cultivators, there were also mages regarded as heretical sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their spells were mostly useless—capable of fooling common folk, but utterly insignificant before martial artists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A mage who wields wind arts?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Kang’s eyes lit up: “Wu, excellent work! The young master has long wanted to meet such mages!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even shot Fu Hao a mocking glance, making Fu Hao’s temple veins bulge and his body tattoos glow brighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Teng Zijing, the carriage driver, turned his head and whispered through the small window: “Young master, all under control!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian nodded calmly: “Bring the three captives aboard. I’ll interrogate them after returning to the mansion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teng Zijing paused, puzzled: “Young master, the Second Prince is still waiting for you at the banquet...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian glanced at him through the curtain, annoyed: “I’ve just been assassinated—do you expect me to go to a banquet as if nothing happened? That’s an invitation for the entire capital to fear me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They say the crying child gets the milk. To make full use of this assassination, I absolutely cannot attend that banquet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do as I say—return to the mansion, tell my father, and spread the news throughout the capital!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teng Zijing had no further hesitation: “Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The order given, the three guards immediately moved, hauling the two female swordswomen and the mage into the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the three of them, they would walk alongside the carriage, guarding the recently traumatized Young Master Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way back to the mansion, Fan Xian opened his chat group and sent Lin Yu an invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Lin Yu accepted, silver light erupted inside the carriage, and a handsome young man in white stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Lin Yu cast a soundproof barrier as Fan Xian had requested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he saw the scene inside the carriage, and his expression turned peculiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Fan, you’re playing big!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian froze, followed Lin Yu’s gaze to the two unconscious female swordswomen, and blushed: “Brother Lin, let me explain—this isn’t what you think!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished, he saw the teasing glint in Lin Yu’s eyes and realized the man was merely joking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the Niulan Street assassination, isn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu chuckled: “According to the plot, these two women are granddisciples of the Four-Sided Sword Grandmaster. You spared them—do you want to extract the Four-Sided Sword Art, or cultivate ties with Dongyi City?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Both.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian smiled, then turned to the lone male captive: “As for this guy—he wields wind arts. He’s a mage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for this guy, he uses wind techniques—he must be a mage!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu said with interest: “So this is actually a novel world?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian shook his head: “Not necessarily—I’ve seen things unique to TV dramas too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu nodded: “Then it’s a fused world...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few casual remarks, Lin Yu began soul-searching the three assassins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The results were disappointing, especially the so-called mage—his magical energy was just radiation qi, offering no useful insight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Four-Sided Sword Art, it was somewhat intriguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Lin Yu’s view, it had already reached the spiritual realm—the world’s so-called sword intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the two women’s memories held an incomplete version of the art—either they were poorly trained, or the Four-Sided Sword never taught his disciples the full set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After extracting all he could, Lin Yu shared his findings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian uploaded the files according to the rules, earned points, and smiled: “Alright, these three now serve only one purpose—to prove the Niulan Street assassination. I’ll lock them up for a few days, then hand them over to the Surveillance Bureau.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu glanced at him: “They’ve seen your guards’ true strength. Need me to erase those memories?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian thought for a moment, then shook his head: “No. My retainers were openly recruited—all identities are clean. Even if the Surveillance Bureau notices their strength improved, they’ll only guess eighth rank.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the eighth rank was universally accepted as the absolute limit achievable through external means.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ninth rank could only be reached through innate talent—no external force could push one there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Fan Xian’s words, Lin Yu nodded: “True. Three eighth-rank experts are enough to handle this assassination. As for their true strength—even if you told people, no one would believe it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two chatted and laughed as the carriage headed toward the Fan Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon returning, Teng Zijing drove the carriage inside, stopping at the archway between the front and rear courtyards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young master, we’re home!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teng Zijing leaned close to the small window and whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian grunted, then raised his hand to lift the curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the first person to step out was not Fan Xian—it was the handsome young man in white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the three guards froze, instantly gripping their weapons, eyes sharp with suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the three guards froze, then instantly gripped their weapons, watching the young man with wary expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[90] Fan Xian jumped down after Lin Yu and smiled lightly at the three: “Don’t be tense—this one is surnamed Lin, an elder brother I knew in the past; he’s passing through the capital and will stay at the Fan residence for a few days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian jumped out right after Lin Yu, smiling at the three: “Don’t be alarmed—this is Brother Lin, an elder I knew before. He’s passing through the capital and will stay at the Fan Mansion for a few days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian jumped down after Lin Yu and smiled lightly at the three: “Don’t be nervous—this one is surnamed Lin, an elder brother I knew in the past; he’s passing through the capital and will stay at the Fan residence for a few days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three guards blinked, immediately loosening their grips and bowing: “Greetings, Young Master Lin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu waved cheerfully, then followed Fan Xian toward the study of Fan Jian, master of the Fan Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after their figures vanished through the archway to the rear courtyard did the three lower their arms and exchange glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fu Hao whispered: “When did Young Master Lin get into the carriage? I didn’t sense a thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Kang shook his head: “Not just you—even I noticed nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Hanwu walked to the carriage, lifted the curtain, and glanced at them: “The young master’s sworn brother can’t be ordinary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two—stop standing there like fools, come help!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1667,"2026-06-20T00:29:28.871Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","15b23b8a74b5356144b6f034d9d6aba18f009ce1a78968051094506cb706c971","the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-104","the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-102",206,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-cover.jpg"]