[{"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-51":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},2296720,4492,"Chapter 51: What Makes a Deserted Village Chronicle? It Must Be a Deserted Village Indeed","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-51",51,"\u003Cp>Yin Yuan Village, Sacred Maiden Valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A seemingly frail figure slowly crawled to the mountaintop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his back lay a beautiful girl, deep in slumber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down at the pile of corpses of the sacred maidens, lips curling as he drew a dagger from his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rise again! My beloved!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, wrong channel again—should be: Rise, my undead army!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang plunged the dagger into the ground with full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the once windless valley began to cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within moments, temperatures dropped below zero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shadow crawled from the pile of corpses, its mist-shrouded face gradually clearing, revealing tear-filled eyes that stirred deep pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the first sacred maiden’s vengeful spirit emerged, shadows began pouring endlessly from every corner of the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mist over their faces also began to fade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chains of bondage and confusion vanished silently, leaving only resolute, grateful gazes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, your righteousness is immense! I have no way to repay you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first sacred maiden knelt before Wu Wang—her appearance young, her hairstyle and speech unmistakably those of a noblewoman from before the popularization of vernacular Chinese, unaware how she’d been tricked here to become a Yin Yuan Sacred Maiden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other sacred maidens followed, kneeling before Wu Wang in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he slightly bowed aside, avoiding their full prostration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he pointed downhill and said: “They built their homes upon your corpses, feasted on your blood-soaked buns, trampled humanity, and pushed greed to its peak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You owe no thanks to anyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your only repayment is revenge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Wu Wang stepped fully aside, clearing the path downhill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew well—the end of Yin Yuan Village had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would pay the gravest price for every sin they had committed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yin Yuan Sacred Maidens exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they roared and surged downhill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching their retreating figures, Wu Wang suddenly remembered something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted toward the distance: “By the way! If you encounter someone who begs to die during your revenge…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sacred maidens halted and turned to look at Wu Wang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment he opened his mouth, his composure shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That doesn’t mean they’ve repented! When you meet such people, thoroughly search their courtyards, basements, and rice bins—there might be people they’re trying to protect! Don’t you dare let them slip away!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re the habitual offender, aren’t you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why are you so damn familiar with this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the sacred maidens’ expressions grew strange, they firmly memorized Wu Wang’s warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would spare no one!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all the Yin Yuan Sacred Maidens descended into the village, Wu Wang looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The [Cursed Dagger] had turned entirely to dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Blackheart Penguin did good deeds—but never let himself lose a single coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The sun’s come up, hey~ Joyful and bright, hey~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shouldering the pole, clinking and clanging, up the hill, hey~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hummed an ancient folk tune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adjusting the position of Second Sister on his back, Wu Wang headed toward Zhang San’s ruined shack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t use a double jump, nor altered his posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he worried Blackheart Penguin might still be watching this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he got caught now as the red-tentacle thief, he’d be utterly screwed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Wu Wang’s physical endurance carried him far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he returned to his starting point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he laid Second Sister gently on the bed, screams echoed through the valley from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh! Ghosts! There are ghosts!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Revenge… it’s come at last!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please spare me! I didn’t do anything!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Help! Help me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The endless screams were sweet music—like celestial harmonies ringing in Wu Wang’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The curve of his smile widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands even began to wave unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if conducting a top-tier choir, he guided the rises and falls, the lingering echoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something still felt missing…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he thought that, a thunderous crash came from below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Followed by even more agonized shrieks—clearly from unbearable pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s better. How could there be no drums?” He grinned ear to ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magical little tools buried along the village exit had finally done their job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bodies pierced by gunpowder and exploding shrapnel—though not always instantly fatal—added their agonized cries to the grand chorus, like icing on the cake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He danced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrilled by destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheers for rebirth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once peaceful, tranquil village became a hell on earth in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The architect of it all felt no remorse—in fact, he almost wanted to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in his eyes, this place had always been hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just draped in the skin of normalcy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the old village chief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how he concealed it, beneath the thick cotton coat lay his ugly body and bloodstained human-skin robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang admitted—he always knew he was a terrible person, vile in both character and action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But worse still—he felt no regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night’s grand sacrifice celebration paled beside this hell on earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap-tap-tap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the living markers on his map dwindle, until only a few flickered in desperate struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang’s expression returned to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he saw one marker running straight toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And luckily, most of the landmines along this path had already been triggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man staggered all the way to the ruined shack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed open the unlocked wooden door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged man, drenched in blood, clothes and skin torn to shreds, collapsed inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was nearly spent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the familiar little madman before him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Li forced out words through clenched teeth: “Erwa… save Uncle Li… hide me, quick!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he heard the little madman let out a sharp chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a voice colder than ice, Wu Wang replied: “Uncle Li, why hide? Shouldn’t I be taking you away? I’ll take you into the forest right now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No… no… don’t go into the forest.” Uncle Li had no time to wonder why the little madman spoke so normally today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His courage had been shattered by terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang sneered: “Why not go into the forest? Because you know the Yin Yuan Village cannot be left during the Great Sacrifice, right? Then why did you open the lock on Zhang San’s door on the first day?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Uncle Li froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes began to dart away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes—knowing the Great Sacrifice forbade escape, knowing the forest might be deadly, why had he pretended kindness by unlocking Zhang San’s door, letting him flee?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Won’t speak? Then I will.” Wu Wang lifted the Akar and continued: “Because your family ate and lived off Zhang San’s things. After his parents died, the village gave those belongings to your family, who weren’t yet wealthy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now that Zhang San is nearing adulthood, if he survives this Yin Yuan Great Sacrifice, you must return everything you took—this is village law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To avoid giving back what never belonged to you, you preferred letting him vanish forever in the forest before the Great Sacrifice—rather than risk any mishap.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still putting on a show of softness in front of your own wife.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop pretending—you’re just a beast in human skin, eating blood-soaked buns.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every word Wu Wang spoke struck Li Shu’s heart like a hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body, already exhausted, teetered on the brink of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t fathom how these things had come to light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How had his innermost secrets been dug up so completely?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbeknownst to him, Wu Wang had already learned nearly everything while infiltrating the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coupled with the [Truth Vision]’s insight into the soul and Wu Wang’s genius-level reasoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything came to light with ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang ejected the magazine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of hope flashed in Li Shu’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was the man about to spare him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wu Wang slammed his palm against Li Shu’s face and, with brutal force, gripped his features and dragged him out of the ruined hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of eerie, terrifying black shadows now stood there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They waited for this final sin to be purged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re trash—not worth my bullets. Your judgment belongs to them. Ask these Holy Maidens if they’ll forgive you.” Wu Wang spat at Li Shu, who had collapsed, legs trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and walked back into the ruined hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black shadows slowly closed in, pinning the terrified Li Shu down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heart-rending scream once again echoed through the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beginning is also the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of it became the final note of the symphony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Dungeon “Chronicles of the Abandoned Village” completed hidden condition】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Turn this place into a true abandoned village】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Hidden reward: please collect】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Remaining dungeon stay time: 10 minutes】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality, an alarm blared red in the Dungeon Monitoring Division of a provincial Occult Affairs Bureau.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were responsible for monitoring supernatural phenomena in the real world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Supernatural players had now integrated into society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was inevitable that supernatural incidents would occur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, every branch of the Occult Affairs Bureau took real-world supernatural monitoring extremely seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s the incident?” the director asked, voice tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A red alert—since the branch’s founding years ago, they’d heard only one before!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant the supernatural event likely involved malicious intent toward human society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was almost certainly an external attack, not an internal player issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, intense malevolent energy fluctuations have been detected deep within Yin Yuan Mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This energy seems to carry some kind of message.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The technical team was working furiously to decode the message embedded in the energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the monitoring officer received feedback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression turned unnaturally stiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned back hesitantly and said, “Decoded.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It says—Arrogant penguins and damned inferior beings, He has returned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The exact location was also captured.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A ruin called Yin Yuan Village inside Yin Yuan Mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five years ago, a strange supernatural event erupted there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In one night, the entire village was wiped out, reduced to an abandoned village.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The case file for this incident is currently classified as Level A.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“File code: Chronicles of the Abandoned Village.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1639,"2026-06-20T05:36:16.007Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","fb463ce0ced3611bf6cafc98a1eb552c800cbfe27cd6fd2ce6fc0270b687a64e","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-52","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-50",331,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-cover.jpg"]