[{"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-59":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},2319991,4537,"Chapter 59","the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-59",59,"\u003Cp>“How can you agree to such terms? Aren’t you the master of the Yin family?” Wang Yu frowned at the words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never expected they’d dare secretly contact the Yu family. I’ve severely punished the two involved, but Yu Xiaoming’s cultivation is already above mine—if we refuse this condition, they’ll have the confidence to keep delaying your entry as a son-in-law indefinitely.” Yin Linglong sighed, brushing a strand of hair aside, her face showing traces of helplessness for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why would the Yu family involve themselves in this? Just so Yu Xiaoming can also become a son-in-law of the Yin family?” Wang Yu asked slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Yu family is different from ours. Their ancestral elder is a true Foundation Establishment cultivator, and his lifespan is still under a hundred years. Sending someone to meddle in this matter? He’s clearly aiming to usurp the nest.” Yin Linglong declared firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not surprising the Yu family would think this way—but what about your own Yin family? Don’t they realize how beneficial it is for them if I become a son-in-law and then join the sect?” Wang Yu sounded puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s only beneficial to the Yin family. You becoming our son-in-law and then joining the sect may temporarily preserve us, but it demands massive cultivation resources from us. These stingy hoarders won’t willingly give such a large portion of clan resources to an outsider like you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moreover, the reason so many have stepped forward is surely because the Yu family has bribed them with benefits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s laughable. When the Yin family is in crisis, they don’t unite to weather the storm—they rush to grab as much as they can, then abandon the clan and look out for themselves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph. Even if the Yu ancestral elder has a thousand schemes, as long as the Yin family remains under the Profound Heaven Sect, he won’t dare act openly. Once this matter is settled, I’ll slowly purge the rest. The Yin family won’t tolerate traitors who eat from our table and then turn on us—even if they’re of the highest generation.” Yin Linglong sniffed sharply, a cold glint flashing in her dark brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So if I defeat this Yu Xiaoming, everything will be resolved.” Wang Yu smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. If you win the contest, I’ll have the excuse to cleanse the Yin family and truly take control. The clan will do its best to supply you with all the cultivation resources you need in the sect. The higher your status in the sect, the greater our chances of prosperity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But this contest forbids killing, the use of pills or talismans, and limits each side to only one artifact.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know you’ve awakened your bloodline and even teamed up to kill a Late-Stage Qi Condensation cultivator, Qiankunzi—your strength is certainly no small matter. But Yu Xiaoming’s cultivation far surpasses yours, and he may even have hidden tricks from a Foundation Establishment elder. I don’t know how confident you are.” Yin Linglong fixed Wang Yu with a serious gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I haven’t fought many battles, but I can tell you this: I’ve killed Qi Condensation Mid-Stage opponents before. If I were to fight Qiankunzi again now, I’d have a six or seven in ten chance of killing him and surviving myself.” Wang Yu didn’t answer directly. Instead, he rubbed his smooth chin and smiled lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent! No wonder I chose you as my husband.” Yin Linglong’s expression relaxed, and she smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu blinked, then burst into silent laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fiancée was no ordinary woman—and a warmth stirred in his chest. He stepped forward, wrapping his arm around her slender waist, gazing at her porcelain face, speaking with feigned tenderness:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But this contest is truly risky. If I win, I have only one demand: before I join the sect, we must become true husband and wife. Otherwise, I’d be the one Chikui .”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… you’re thinking of that again… I give up. If you win this time, I’ll share your bed on our wedding night—just once. As I said before, your essence hasn’t stabilized yet; too much loss of primordial yang will harm your future cultivation.” Yin Linglong looked torn between exasperation and embarrassment, but after a moment’s thought, she blushed deeply and reluctantly agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu, gazing at the maiden’s shy expression, was overjoyed. His fighting spirit surged—he wished tomorrow were the day of the contest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for her words about harming his cultivation? He let them flow in one ear and out the other, utterly dismissive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the ancient saying from Blue Star goes: “A youth who doesn’t indulge in passion wastes his youth. To die beneath peonies is still a romantic death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always deeply believed this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Linglong gave him a few more instructions, telling him to rest well and conserve his energy over the next three days. Meanwhile, she would gather intelligence on Yu Xiaoming’s favored artifacts and techniques to give him an edge in the contest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu readily agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On either side of a one-mu-sized training ground, dozens of men and women in varied attire gathered. Farther back, over a dozen armed guards stood in a straight line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind these guards stood a stone platform five to six meters tall, upon which sat six or seven chairs. In the center chair sat a stunningly beautiful woman—Yin Linglong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore light makeup and a silver robe, expressionless, but a black bracelet adorned her wrist, a short green-sheathed sword hung at her waist, and beside her lay a massive black dog, over three meters long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu stood on Yin Linglong’s other side, studying the others on the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other chairs held elderly men dressed in lavish robes—some in their Qibashi , others around fifty or sixty—but all showed signs of depleted vitality, wrinkled faces. Only three or four emitted detectable spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind each elder stood one or two younger disciples, most watching Wang Yu with wary eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them was the scar-faced youth who had stormed into his room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was still pale, clearly still recovering from the heavy injury he’d suffered days ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yu saw him and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scar-faced youth’s expression darkened, and he glared back defiantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Time is nearly up. Where is Yu Xiaoming?” The icy immortal-like Yin Linglong finally spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mistress, Young Master Yu has gone to fetch someone. By now, he should be returning.” An elderly man, his wrinkles nearly obscuring his eyes, coughed gently and replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fetch whom? Why wasn’t I informed?” Yin Linglong’s face darkened, a bad premonition rising. The black dog beside her lifted its head, its blood-red eyes fixed coldly on the old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Yu, to show his seriousness toward this contest, specially invited the Yu family’s master to observe. After all, if he wins, he’ll become a son-in-law of the Yin family. Without the Yu family’s master personally approving, it might seem improper.” The old man spoke calmly, unhurried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Yu family’s master? That’s Yu Xiaoming’s own father! Fine, very fine. You invited the head of another family to our Yin territory without my consent?” Yin Linglong’s eyes flashed with cold light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Linglong, you misunderstand. We did this to ease Young Master Yu’s concerns. He has long admired you, devotedly so. We all understand. So we took the liberty of agreeing in advance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Linglong, rest assured—if this Wang boy wins, we will have no objections to his becoming your son-in-law.” Another elder, younger, dressed in black robes, interjected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, you still—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Linglong snorted, about to speak further, when a clear cry echoed from high above, cutting her off. A dark dot appeared in the sky and rapidly descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, a massive gray bird, wings spread wide, landed on the training ground amid a gust of wind. Three figures stepped down from its back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing them, Wang Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>",1314,"2026-06-20T15:44:30.991Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","55d96dc91ca804ce0aa7dcb7bb0ab464a6b68817360c83bfa2fe9e2c762413c8","the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-60","the-immortal-path-among-the-stars-chapter-58",530,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-path-among-the-stars-cover.jpg"]