[{"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-379":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},2320311,4537,"Chapter 379","the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-379",379,"\u003Cp>A caravan of more than a dozen camels slowly crossed a dune, finally faintly spotting the vast expanse of green ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of cheers erupted from the caravan, every face shed its exhaustion and replaced it with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark-skinned man at the front of the caravan also sighed in relief, instinctively smiling beside him, ready to say something:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, we’ve already… Huh? Mr. O, Mr. O…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark-skinned man’s startled voice rang out through the caravan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The camel beside him was empty—the rider had vanished without a trace, and not a single person in the entire caravan had noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond a li, behind another dune, Wang Yu emerged from underground, bone banner in hand, casting a deep glance toward the direction of the smugglers’ caravan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he intended to infiltrate Xierde, how could he leave any trace for the British to follow, let alone join some gang? He should remain as inconspicuous as possible, avoiding all attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Wang Yu strode off in another direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a day later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a street in Xietie City, Wang Yu stepped down from a car, dusty and weary, looked up at the clothing store ahead, and walked in without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he emerged wearing a white casual outfit, carrying a package, then turned and entered a nearby fast-food restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the prices on the menu—clearly double those in Britain—he ordered only one pizza box and one milk tea, then opened his phone to search for all news related to Xietie City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xietie City” is the largest city nearest to the Hanke La Desert in Xierde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The city has a permanent population of six hundred thousand; it was once dominated by iron mining, but after nearby ore veins were exhausted, it shifted to tourism and entertainment, establishing numerous casinos to attract tourists from neighboring countries of Xierde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in recent years, Xietie City has repeatedly seen news of missing tourists, leading many to suspect the Mao family, which controls the city, is secretly involved in human trafficking—though no concrete evidence has surfaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading the news on his phone, Wang Yu’s expression turned thoughtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undoubtedly, he would not stay in Xietie City—it was too close to Britain—and he needed to find another suitable city to hide in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This city must have an international airport with direct flights to China, and the larger the population, the better—preferably chaotic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then could he vanish like a drop of water dissolving into the ocean, making it impossible for the British to find him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, he ate while using his phone to check potential cities, listing them one by one, then carefully researching and comparing details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Val City was out of the question!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it had an international airport and was the nation’s second-largest city, with the most powerful gang in control, it was the capital—too conspicuous—and hosted many embassies with countless foreign spies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the strongest Western power, if Britain truly lowered itself to threaten the gang, the Val Gang would surely comply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madic City was also out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This city was Xierde’s third-largest and its largest industrial center, housing several numbered regular Xierde military units.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most ordinary residents here were locals employed by major factories, with extremely low population mobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An outsider like him would find it hard to hide his identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pengjie City!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xierde’s largest city, with over eight million people, it was also the nation’s top foreign trade hub, boasting two international airports, an exceptionally developed economy, and contributing nearly half of Xierde’s total foreign exchange earnings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Located at the heart of Xierde’s interior, it was not controlled by any single faction, but rather divided among more than a dozen gangs—including the three largest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu saw this, his eyes brightened, and he immediately made his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his target set, his next task was to acquire cash and then obtain a set of forged documents that could pass as real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the cash, although he could conjure currency with concealment magic, it was useless—only visible, not usable. But with so many casinos in Xietie City, his skills made acquiring cash no great challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the documents, in a chaotic country like Xierde, with enough money, he could not only forge documents that looked real—he could probably even obtain genuine ones without much difficulty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before doing any of this, he had to change his appearance once more, to avoid leaving any trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Wang Yu swallowed the last bite of pizza, grabbed his package, and left the restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xietie City, true to its status as a tourist destination, had many people carrying bags on the streets, including numerous Black and Asian faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luxury shops lined both sides of the street, one after another, many bearing globally recognized brand logos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after walking only a short distance, he spotted a white, multi-story building at a crossroad, adorned with a glaring electronic sign flashing in large Chinese characters: “Huanglong Entertainment City.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A casino run by Chinese?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu’s eyes narrowed at the sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t this city controlled by the Mao family? How could a Chinese-run casino exist here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was surprised, but did not stop walking; soon he passed the casino’s entrance, and after two more streets, entered an unremarkable small hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, single room is thirty pounds, double room forty pounds, add five pounds for breakfast. For check-in, please show your ID—tourists from nearby countries may use an ID card instead of a passport,” said a short-haired woman in a reception uniform behind the front desk, smiling and nodding at Wang Yu as he approached, speaking with practiced ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was young, with ordinary features, but radiated a vibrant youthful energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu glanced at a security camera in the corner of the lobby, expression unchanged, pulled out several banknotes and a seemingly standard British ID card, and handed them over:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A single room for one day, no breakfast. Hurry up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, a faint wisp of black mist hovered beneath the ID card he handed over; his body subtly shifted half a step, completely blocking the card from one side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The short-haired woman took the money and ID, gave a quick glance at Wang Yu’s face, nodded, swiftly typed the details into a thick ledger behind the counter, then handed him a key with a room number and returned the ID:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, Room 303. Please check out at the designated time tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu took the items and stepped into the lobby elevator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the elevator doors slowly closed, the British ID card in his hand suddenly emitted black mist, transforming into a similarly sized piece of stiff paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu’s fingers moved, crushing the paper into a crumpled ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the elevator doors opened again, he walked out calmly, flicked his wrist, and tossed the crumpled ball into a nearby trash bin.\u003C\u002Fp>",1148,"2026-06-20T15:44:32.161Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","dc63a951b896c84bec5c1ff84c78fb50ad6981dd031ef74c38c22e25857b22d8","the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-380","the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-378",530,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-path-among-the-stars-cover.jpg"]