[{"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-107":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},2277674,4455,"Chapter 107: Wu Zhu","the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-107",107,"\u003Cp>Back at the Fan mansion, Fan Xian frowned as he walked beside Lin Yu, muttering in frustration, “Damn it, I should’ve realized sooner— that woman’s a madwoman; there’s nothing she won’t do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A high-ranking Assistant Regional Commander of the City Patrol, a proper sixth-rank official, was assassinated right under the sun!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fortunately, Nie Kang arrived in time and saved Fang Da— at least we’ve preserved our most crucial witness…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not necessarily!” Lin Yu glanced at him. “You’ve already alarmed the snake. If Li Yunrui isn’t stupid, she’ll destroy all evidence and distance herself from this affair.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Evidence doesn’t matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian shook his head softly. “What matters is what the Emperor thinks. For him, suspicion alone is enough. The more clearly Li Yunrui tries to clear herself, the more guilty she looks…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they spoke, they entered the back courtyard and returned to Fan Xian’s quarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant they stepped into the front hall, a faint whistling sound came from above, aimed straight at Lin Yu’s crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu frowned; without any visible motion, the air around him surged wildly, solidifying like a wall that halted the black iron spike—half-sword, half-needle—three inches above his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only that, the figure gripping the spike seemed frozen mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu didn’t even look up at the spike. He walked calmly into the hall and said softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Control your Wu Zhu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Fan Xian realize—he looked up, and there, unmistakably, was a familiar face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The face had no wrinkles, no expression. His eyes were covered by a black cloth, like a dead, still lake—even pinned motionless by Lin Yu, not a ripple stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without doubt, this man was Wu Zhu, Fan Xian’s attendant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wu Zhu launch an unprovoked attack on Lin Yu, Fan Xian grew angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu Zhu, what are you doing?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu remained frozen in mid-air, utterly unresponsive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when Lin Yu turned around, sat on the steps, and glanced up at Wu Zhu did the frozen space resume its flow—allowing Wu Zhu to flip down beside Fan Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Protecting you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu said this abruptly after landing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian froze, then laughed bitterly. “Protecting me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From whom?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu’s face remained expressionless; he pointed the spike at Lin Yu. “Him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, not only Fan Xian, but Lin Yu himself raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at each other. Fan Xian sighed helplessly. “Wu Zhu, his name is Lin Yu—the Lin brother who’s always been kind to me. Didn’t I tell you about him before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…He’s Lin Yu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu frowned—his first clear expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu studied Wu Zhu thoughtfully, then said: “Don’t blame him. Maybe it’s my fault.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian blinked. “Your fault?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu didn’t answer. He extended his lowered spiritual force again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Wu Zhu reacted as if threatened—he raised the black spike, shielding Fan Xian behind him, his face now clearly alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He really can detect spiritual force fluctuations!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu mused. “So the previous civilization in this world was truly advanced.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian’s eyes widened. He grabbed Wu Zhu’s arm and pulled it down. “Wu Zhu, you can detect spiritual force?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu paused, then asked flatly: “What is spiritual force?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu said: “What you’re sensing right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu replied coldly: “I only sense a threat from you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A threat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu studied him, then withdrew part of his spiritual force and smiled. “How about now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu blinked, confused. “It’s gone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian looked at Lin Yu, puzzled. “What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing much,” Lin Yu stood up, smiling. “You know spiritual force operates on multiple dimensions—touching both soul and matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The spiritual force I just retracted is the material component: brainwaves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In other words, if your brainwave intensity exceeds a certain threshold, your Wu Zhu can detect it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that’s it!” Fan Xian exclaimed, then asked, puzzled again: “But why does Wu Zhu think your brainwaves are a threat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because of this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu snapped his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Wu Zhu’s expression vanished—he swung the spike with lightning speed and pressed it against Fan Xian’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian gasped. “What’s happening?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu stepped before Wu Zhu and gazed at his face calmly. “Simple. Wu Zhu is a bio-synthetic android. His logic system mimics the human neural network, generating electrical signals similar to neuronal activity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Especially here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu walked behind Wu Zhu, staring at the back of his head. “He even has some kind of brainwave interface.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As long as my spiritual force is strong enough, I can take control of his body anytime, anywhere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Fan Xian’s expression turned serious. Lin Yu continued, marveling: “I suspect the Temple uses a similar method to control all its emissaries.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But compared to other Temple emissaries—or other androids—Wu Zhu has something extra.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Any attempt to seize control of his body triggers his fiercest resistance…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished, Wu Zhu suddenly struggled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to move his arm, to shift the spike away from Fan Xian’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Lin Yu murmured in admiration: “This must be your mother Ye Qingmei’s work. She was a genius—dying at the hands of these primitives is a tragedy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snapped his fingers again, withdrawing his spiritual control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu regained movement and instantly swung the spike toward Lin Yu with lightning speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu wasn’t surprised—he stopped the spike with a single finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Apologies for violating your free will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu said seriously: “From now on, unless you give your consent, Lin Mou will never do this again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian grabbed Wu Zhu’s arm. “Wu Zhu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu fell silent for a moment, then finally lowered his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian exhaled in relief. “Wu Zhu, since you’re back, what about Chen Pingping…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s back too,” Wu Zhu said calmly. “He’s currently at the Surveillance Bureau.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So soon…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian frowned. “In the original story, he shouldn’t return for at least another week.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, footsteps sounded outside the room. Fan Xian sensed it—Nie Kang had returned. He signaled the two to wait, then stepped out to greet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the room was left with only Lin Yu and Wu Zhu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu was deeply curious about Wu Zhu—wondering whether he qualified as an intelligent lifeform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unfortunately, the worlds touched by the chat group had never reached such advancement; their understanding of artificial intelligence and digital life remained blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, Fan Xian and Nie Kang carried two unconscious men into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhu, as usual, vanished, avoiding exposure before Nie Kang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu had no such restraint—he followed them into the bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Da’s poison was easy for Lin Yu to cure—but he had participated in the assassination attempt against Fan Xian. Without Fan Xian’s permission, Lin Yu wouldn’t intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other youth, clearly less important, had only been drugged—no life-threatening danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some effort, Fan Xian used conventional means to cure Fang Da.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this, his sister Fan Ruoruo knocked on the door, saying their father wished to see him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian had been occupied with the cure, so he ignored her. Now that matters were settled, he instructed Nie Kang to watch over the two men, then headed to the study to meet his father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? You handed them over to the Surveillance Bureau?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian feigned displeasure. “Didn’t you say no one gets through without your approval?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Jian’s lip twitched. “I meant even if Chen Pingping came, I’d review them first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you reviewed them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.” Fan Jian’s voice was cold. “The monk is from Bei Qi. The two female swordswomen are grand-disciples of Si Gu Jian. On the surface, they’re mere assassins following orders—but in truth, they’re all under Bei Qi’s control.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unfortunately, they only recognize the token—they’ve never seen the mastermind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I used some methods on them—but all I could extract was this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian asked: “Where are they now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Jian replied: “At the Surveillance Bureau.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if sensing his pride was wounded, he added: “Chen Pingping’s back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian feigned surprise. “Director Chen is back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Jian nodded and said softly, “This matter is known only to the Emperor and a few senior officials of the Surveillance Bureau—do not reveal it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here he paused, sighing lightly, “You should understand that I represent a portion of the Emperor’s covert power; though formidable, this force is far less skilled in investigations than the Surveillance Bureau.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Especially Chen Pingping—I may not get along with him, but I must admit his abilities.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he pulled out a slip of paper and placed it on the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take a look at this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...What is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian asked as he stepped forward and picked up the paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Jian said calmly, “This is the memorial the Surveillance Bureau will submit to His Majesty tomorrow—it contains information personally verified by Chen Pingping’s agents, confirming that it was the Northern Qi who tried to kill you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Xian set down the paper and said coolly, “Do you believe the Northern Qi wanted to kill me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Jian sighed, “Even if I don’t believe it, the evidence is simply too overwhelming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not to mention the three men you captured—even the assassins killed on Ox Bar Street were tied to the Northern Qi, especially that brute Cheng Jushu, a renowned eighth-rank martial artist from the Northern Qi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moreover, the Zui Xian Tavern where the Second Prince hosted you is itself a Northern Qi covert cell stationed in the capital.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The intelligence about your visit to the Zui Xian Tavern, including your route through Ox Bar Street, was leaked by Simili, the courtesan of the Zui Xian Tavern!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1606,"2026-06-20T00:29:28.871Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","948a05d94b4c316f3fee755e21016912b5e779150e8c6f4bb9659ef6788d07ac","the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-108","the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-106",206,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-cover.jpg"]