[{"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-99":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},2296768,4492,"Chapter 99: The Fifth Night: Dance of Crimson!","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-99",99,"\u003Cp>Tap-tap-tap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ball is about to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People followed the attendants into the dance floor, having forgotten what Captain Cook had said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It all stemmed from the wager between Wu Wang and William.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, to complete the wager, there had to be a ball—if no one dared to attend, the wager couldn’t stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the cruise’s rules erased everyone’s memory of the sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From among the crowd—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two men stepped forward, glaring at Yu Changshan, who seemed lazy and half-asleep; both were martial arts experts, waiting for an opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Bao admitted defeat in the fight. After resting for a few minutes and recovering from his leg cramp, Lin Yang joined him at the nearby shooting range to prepare for the next contest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yang heard the meeting room door open, squinted, and slowly opened his eyes, waking from his dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen He pulled her shoulders in, wanting to say something, but Wei Du sat across from her, separated by two thick computer screens; she gave up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the company’s CEO; logically, every event within the company was her responsibility. Since Sun Xinhua hadn’t tasked her with handling it, that meant the matter he had in mind was either beyond her ability—or she had tried and failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Sha pushed her aside, walked to the slain Notting Basha, stared at Basha’s pale face and lifeless body, knelt down with bitten red lips and reddened eyes, a crushing grief pressing upon her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Yu Feng regarded Su Wanchen indifferently, acting like a spoiled heir—he forfeited on his first match without even lifting a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Cheng immediately opened the system interface, pulling up the system announcement panel: five thousand yuan, right? Everyone had that much; right now, Tang Cheng wasn’t short on cash—even if he were, five thousand yuan wouldn’t hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her left arm seemed to have a severed nerve—she couldn’t move it. Her left arm was already crippled. Her right hand could move, but couldn’t lift heavy objects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Cheng glared. Damn, if one piece of gear costs two thousand, then this five-piece armor set would cost ten thousand gold coins? I only have a bit over nine thousand gold coins now—this is poverty!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd dispersed. Yao Yi returned to her room and saw Princess Angela sitting on the bed, quietly wiping away tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone laughed along, then the three got into the car. Zhao Lixin took the tomboy home in a taxi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could this be? If things were like this, then some matters would become difficult—if Ye Bingyin and the others had destroyed the Metropolis, and if the true boss truly existed, he would surely seek revenge against Ye Bingyin and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the remaining two days, Yao Yi closed her door and began planning her own super company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Xiaoyao Sect, though newly founded, was undeniably strong enough to be considered a mid-tier cultivation sect. Yet before the ancient Sanqing Sect, it was still insignificant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Yi looked at them weakly, then lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lan Yu’s appearance gave Tang Cheng no sense of threat, nor did he realize how crucial Lan Yu would later become—Lan Yu later made Tang Cheng almost laugh out loud, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since fire starters couldn’t be stored long-term, travelers always carried flint, just as smokers carried lighters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t apologize, you won’t leave!” Lin Jingran said, then glanced at the black-clad man behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When visiting the Duke of Dingguo’s mansion, Madam Zheng was kind and gentle; Gu Xiyu treated her like a sister, and Gu Xinian secretly protected her—she spent her days unbothered by worldly affairs, simply accompanying Gu Xiyu in peace. But the Duke of Zhengguo’s mansion was entirely different.\u003C\u002Fp>",624,"2026-06-20T05:36:16.007Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b2b0e8dbc9ac6eb5f30e257efcc2f8647a108e4504cefe9f92a848aaf1efea01","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-100","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-98",331,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-cover.jpg"]