[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-immortal-path-among-the-stars":3,"chapter-the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-111":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Immortal Path Among the Stars",{"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},2320043,4537,"Chapter 111: The Initiative","the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-111",111,"\u003Cp>Three days later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu sat cross-legged on the iron skiff, a sphere of iron essence floating motionless before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sphere was no larger than a thumb, yet under the influence of his Gold-Pointing Art, it darted up, down, left, and right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu flicked his finger, and another sphere shot forth from his body; the two spheres tugged at each other, spiraling in graceful loops, as lively as two butterflies dancing in flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the eighth sphere, no more emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the spheres whirled rapidly around Wang Yu’s body, accelerating faster and faster under his power, gradually dissolving into faint black circular afterimages, while a faint “chit-chit” sound of air being torn filled the surrounding space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu murmured softly, and all the spheres froze instantly in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, flames flared in the air, and a crimson fireball appeared, then split into two, two into four, four into eight…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puff.” “Puff.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each fireball wobbled and enveloped a sphere, turning them red and soft within moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu’s eyes glinted with crystalline light, unwavering as he watched everything unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under some unseen force, the glowing red spheres began to elongate, reshaping themselves until they became flat, willow-leaf-shaped flying daggers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu shook his sleeve; red light flashed, the fire vanished instantly, leaving only eight flying daggers suspended in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, what technique is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Linglong, who had been watching intently beside him, could no longer contain her astonishment and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing much—just a small trick. Seems suitable for forging weapons,” Wang Yu replied calmly, snatching the eight iron essence daggers into a stack with one hand and shoving them into a storage pouch tucked inside his robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he carried three storage pouches of various sizes, plus a beast pouch containing Da Lv and Xiao Bai, the two Iron-Headed Crocodiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, what level have you reached in weapon forging? Though I’ve only stayed within the Yin family these past four years, your reputation in forging has reached my ears,” Yin Linglong asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, I’ve got some talent in forging. By the time I reach the late Qi Condensation stage, I’ll likely qualify as a proper weapon forger,” Wang Yu said with a self-satisfied chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s wonderful! With your status as an inner sect disciple, if you become a certified forger, once we reach Jingzhou, after the Yin family endures a few more years, they may well secure a spiritual land,” Yin Linglong replied, overjoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Endure a few years? Hmm, many families are retreating to Jingzhou now, but the number of spiritual lands ceded by the Thousand Bamboo Sect is limited—there will surely be fierce competition. With the Yin family’s strength…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No good—the wind ahead carries the stench of blood. Tell the flotilla behind us to keep close and increase speed.” Wang Yu paused mid-sentence, his crystalline eyes suddenly flaring, his face darkening as he stomped one foot; the black iron skiff veered sharply off its course and accelerated sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Linglong, without hesitation, pulled out a message talisman, spoke a few words, and hurled it behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the dozens of mechanical skiffs behind them also accelerated, veering off their original path to follow the black iron skiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a valley over ten miles ahead, a great battle had just ended; a massive bone skiff and a yellow pavilion-ship hung silently in the high sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, over a hundred disciples of the Black Soul Sect and the Joy Palace, dressed in flamboyant robes, were clearing the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across a mile-wide area, sixty or seventy ruined flying vessels lay scattered, and corpses of men, women, and children piled like mountains—like a hell on earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the black bone skiff, a man and a woman stood side by side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was clad entirely in black robes, his face hidden beneath a bronze demon mask, his hands sheathed in black leather gloves, two crimson leather pouches hanging at his waist; even his exposed eyes glowed crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman was a golden-robed woman in her twenties; though beautiful, her expression was icy, radiating an aura that repelled all living beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fools,” the black-robed man chuckled, gazing down. “They think two Foundation Establishment experts can protect them, so they boldly gather two clans for retreat—do they really think we, the two demonic sects, don’t exist?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re not fools—they just happened to be near us,” the golden-robed woman replied coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True. If we’d met only one of us, even if they still died, the two Foundation Establishment experts could have held us off long enough for some of their clan to escape.” The black-robed man nodded, then suddenly turned his head toward Wang Yu’s direction:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The bone bees we stationed over there seem to have spotted something. Oh—another swarm of little rats, but clever ones; they’ve already changed course and fled. Sister Gongsun, feel like a little exercise?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not interested. Only twenty-odd mechanical skiffs, barely a hundred people—clearly a minor clan,” the golden-robed woman replied coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m too lazy to go myself, but the Ancestors gave explicit orders: no member of any sect allied to the Four Symbols Sect is to be allowed to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll send Brother Lian with a team to handle it. He’s not among our top ten true disciples, but he’s still top ten—disposing of a minor clan is no challenge.” The black-robed man shrugged helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do as you wish. Our Joy Palace sent us here only to assist your Black Soul Sect. I heard the Four Symbols Sect’s true disciples have all mobilized—I’d very much like to meet them,” the golden-robed woman replied expressionlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Gongsun, you’re among the top three true disciples of the Joy Palace—you have that confidence. I’m only near the bottom of my sect’s top ten; I have no desire to meet the Four Symbols Sect’s top-ranked true disciples.” The black-robed man shook his head, then leaned down and whispered something to the ground below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, three figures shot upward from below, bowed respectfully from afar, then launched a white-bone flying chariot wrapped in rolling black mist, which sped off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the lead of the black iron skiff, the Yin family’s flotilla raced over dozens of miles, yet at Wang Yu’s urging, they showed no sign of slowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Wang Yu, standing at the front of the iron skiff, frowned, then turned to Yin Linglong and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Linglong, take the clan forward. I’ll go back and clear out a few demonic brats. Don’t stop on the way—I’ll catch up once I’m done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, let me send a few clan members to help you. I can’t bear the thought of you holding the rear alone,” Yin Linglong exclaimed, grabbing his arm in worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need. If I truly can’t win, I’ll find a way to flee—I won’t fight them head-on. If you send others, they’ll only hinder me.” Wang Yu refused outright, then his body shimmered with Bai Yun energy as he shot upward behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Linglong remained on the iron skiff, her face filled with concern as she watched Wang Yu’s retreating figure.\u003C\u002Fp>",1185,"2026-06-20T15:44:30.991Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","188eba70d0970d47e81e19dabaf3940c4931023ecc5137c58ce3c1872ce96d9b","the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-112","the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-110",530,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-path-among-the-stars-cover.jpg"]