[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game":3,"chapter-the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-190":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Immortal Who Speedruns the Supernatural Game",{"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},2296859,4492,"Chapter 190: Guardian of the Household: Bi Xiao Xian","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-190",190,"\u003Cp>If Haruno Sakura were merely an obscure, powerless civilian ninja, this label of traitor to the village would carry considerable weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Talk is cheap, standing alone! Have you reclaimed even an inch of Jiuzhou Continent after all these years huddled in Yanling Province?” someone sneered at Black Moon Ancestor’s question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tents that had once filled the streets had been removed; everyone began linking the various bases, preparing to merge the entire settlement into a single whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a divine radiance descended before the two of them, celestial tones echoed, and ethereal divine mists danced; a figure stepped forth from countless auspicious rays—black hair trailing to the ground, eyes like starry illusions—it was the Queen of the Qin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the First Base now floated serenely in midair, exactly as they had left it, quiet as a paradise beyond the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, they had sunk into the quagmire of utter desperation—with no retreat possible; only a desperate counterattack might offer a sliver of hope, yet not a trace of such resolve could be seen on their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xi’s movements seemed to anger the horses; they turned and snorted at Su Xi, brimming with threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Seven-Colored Flame Core: When fueled by true qi, it spews seven-colored flames, reducing all things to ash where the fire passes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Qian the Elder and the other two so pragmatic, Zhan Feng secretly exhaled in relief; to be honest, as an outsider, he truly did not wish to clash with them—after all, this sealed time was no easy thing for outsiders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the elder on the square practiced Tai Chi Quan, few truly grasped its essence; it was not absent, merely exceedingly rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, when avoiding crowds, he ate directly in the cafeteria; sometimes, when working overtime, he packed two meals to take home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the ancestral tripod of the Su family; every Su disciple reaching the age of coming-of-age must burn incense, bathe, and don ceremonial robes for the ritual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was another new day; Mona washed up, meticulously applied her makeup, skipped breakfast, and hurried to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already 1993, and Ni Yongxiao had gone to prison last July; before his imprisonment, Hong Kong had been cut off from supply for two months, and for half a year afterward, no significant drug dealer had emerged on that side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jade pendant looked identical to this one, except that the ancestral pendant bore a dragon carving, while this one bore a qilin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If cheating went unnoticed, everyone might simply assume he had a stomachache or was too nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know Chen Bosheng, right? The campus hunk from Yun University’s computer department—the one who tied with you.” Xu Ziyi didn’t yet know the current relationship between Jian Jia and Chen Bosheng; his tone was like that of a new “best friend” gossiping about men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d only come to get two catties of pork to taste, but after hearing that half the pig was to be given free to the Lin family, she couldn’t help but grow greedy and asked for more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know who he is? Zhang Jing, CEO of Center International, a company that invested one point five billion U.S. dollars, specializing in semiconductor integrated circuits,” Zhuo Weidong introduced beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhou Zedong’s psyche was inherently unhealthy; she didn’t want her neglect to cause the child any problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to exit the software, an activity page suddenly caught his attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ani gladly accepted the order; finding the \"Prophet\" was far more important than making a bald sand sculpture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as she opened her mouth, Qian Fan hastily clapped her hand over it—she was terrified her voice might draw the white-faced mask-wearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the black beast tattoo on her chest had, for the first time ever, generated a rare emotion of “anger” toward the “illness” Ye Lan Sheng said was unique to the emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, I shall go pay respects to the Empress Dowager; Lady, come with me!” Yun Die’er invited Ta to join; seeing her reverent demeanor, no wonder she had raised General Guo—a great contribution to Great Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But upon reflection, she thought it better not to be so conspicuous—what if this game account got banned soon too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nangong He stepped back two paces; the massive yin-yang fish on the ground slowly parted, revealing a bottomless pit from which occasional hollow echoes rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The southern inspector now succeeding Shen Hao is said to be doing well—honest, steadfast, continuing Shen Hao’s established strategies without unauthorized changes, embodying the word “stability” perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Yuan had taken only one sip at the beginning and had not touched the tea since; everyone finished their cups, intending to continue discussing the matter, when suddenly a cultivator rushed in from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance, above a deep blue lake, a giant of a man stood suspended in midair, gripping a massive, deep-blue light-sword shaped like a giant ruler, wildly swinging it at the air with no pattern, and occasionally snarling fiercely at empty space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ke Xueyi relaxed; though neither had sworn an oath, he knew that geniuses like them carried their own pride and would never lightly break a promise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon closer thought, Jiang Feng decided it wasn’t such a big deal—his flatulence talent could detect medicinal toxins, something no one else possessed; even the most advanced instruments on Earth could detect only partial toxins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wild’s cultivation also yielded tremendous gains and progress; he could now summon the non-Newtonian fluid swamp instantly. There was a transformation process involved—just as he turned the swamp into a solid, the non-Newtonian fluid worked similarly, though far more difficult than the former.\u003C\u002Fp>",940,"2026-06-20T05:36:16.007Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f7c958b57cbdc8714dfcecc738a31b8685e61327b1b25e3557e072a66916a316","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-191","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-189",331,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-cover.jpg"]