[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-imperial-enforcer-with-an-eight-hour-workday":3,"chapter-the-imperial-enforcer-with-an-eight-hour-workday-the-imperial-enforcer-with-an-eight-hour-workday-chapter-484":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Imperial Hound on an Eight-Hour Shift",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},2225542,4113,"Chapter 484: Remnant Corpse","the-imperial-enforcer-with-an-eight-hour-workday-chapter-484",484,"\u003Cp>Bodhidharma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, Venerable Bodhidharma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The founder of Shaolin, the first patriarch of Zen, a martial arts grandmaster. The most brilliant figure since martial arts were introduced to the *Jianghu*, and the only one universally recognized as one of the two who might have achieved the integration of the six paths, crossing beyond the *Tianren* level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a thousand years, heroes of the world have been like carp crossing a river, but besides Master Zhang Sanfeng, no one has been able to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, this legendary figure appeared before Li Miao—albeit in this blasphemous manner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a single glance, Li Miao confirmed his identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just because of his appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across a distance of ten *zhang*, Li Miao could feel the power of this corpse, even greater than An Qisheng in his prime. Even though it had been dead and entombed in a statue for a thousand years, its sinews, bones, and *Qi* and blood were still far superior to Li Miao’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an opponent that required risking one's life to defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Boom!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Miao instantly rushed before the Bodhidharma remnant corpse, his black hair turning white in an instant. His right fist pulled back sharply, his whole body like a fully drawn bow, his entire frame emitting a series of crisp cracks—and then he struck out slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This punch was extremely slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a child practicing punches, or an old man hoeing the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as this punch struck out, the air gradually distorted. The *Qi* and blood steaming from Li Miao’s body actually scorched the air until it became hazy. The fist tip shifted bit by bit until it reached the chest of the Bodhidharma remnant corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Hum—*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud sound like a giant bell being struck rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clothing on the Bodhidharma remnant corpse’s chest shattered and flew off, revealing the golden skin beneath. Struck head-on by Li Miao’s full-force punch, the skin merely dented slightly, leaving no other trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha! Diamond Indestructible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To be able to see Patriarch Bodhidharma personally perform the seventy-two Shaolin arts, besides me, who else in the world could have such an honor—come again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Miao laughed loudly, changing his fist into a finger, and pointed at the wound on the Bodhidharma remnant corpse’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he held respect for Venerable Bodhidharma himself, he would not be pedantic. Martial arts duels were about using every possible means; even the techniques passed down by Venerable Bodhidharma himself included underhanded moves like the groin-kicking leg—or rather, defeating him by any means necessary was the only way Li Miao could express his respect for this martial arts patriarch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend had it that Venerable Bodhidharma had achieved the Flawless Golden Body, and Li Miao had just verified this point; even taking his punch without any defense, he remained unscathed. Therefore, this wound was the opportunity for victory!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His finger dug toward the wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Miao stared fixedly at the Bodhidharma remnant corpse’s movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still not moving?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From walking out of the shrine until now, the Bodhidharma remnant corpse had not made a single move; even now, it had no intention of blocking Li Miao from touching the wound on its chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if... it had turned back into a corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Miao’s finger already touching the edge of the wound, if he were to reach in, twist, and grab, and then stir his protective *Zhenqi* inside the body, even Bodhidharma himself would have to suffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could it be that this corpse has been sealed for a thousand years, and the methods left by the person who killed Venerable Bodhidharma back then have expired?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Miao’s thoughts raced as his finger probed into the wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next instant—*Boom.*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A very short, sharp sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Miao felt a chill in his chest; the protective *Zhenqi* he had set up in front shattered instantly. And then, for the first time, he understood the feeling of Zheng Anqi, who had been beaten by him until he flew around in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Boom!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Miao smashed into the *torii* gate, spitting out a mouthful of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive *torii* gate, several *zhang* high, collapsed behind him with a roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Miao stood up abruptly, and as soon as he did, he choked and coughed again. He reached out to touch his chest and felt a fist print an inch deep, nearly reaching his internal organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn, Arhat Fist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Miao spat the stagnant blood onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The foundational fist technique of Shaolin, is it really this sharp?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The solidified protective *Zhenqi* flowed into the wound, mending the shattered bones, filling the void, and pouring into his limbs and bones along the texture of his muscles. \u003C\u002Fp>",790,"2026-06-17T21:41:17.211Z","2026-06-18T03:13:38.468Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","535b9ee2d9e4000778e12e532653ab3c5be60522015f434c0072d0e5ad6d8f41","the-imperial-enforcer-with-an-eight-hour-workday-chapter-485","the-imperial-enforcer-with-an-eight-hour-workday-chapter-483",647,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-imperial-hound-on-an-eight-hour-shift-cover.jpg"]