[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-path-of-immortality":3,"chapter-the-path-of-immortality-the-path-of-immortality-chapter-48":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Path of Immortality",{"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},2271198,4436,"Chapter 48: Chapter Forty-Eight: Exquisite Form, Wondrous Bearing","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-48",48,"\u003Cp>The shrubs rustled softly; Tu Shan Ge turned with caution, seeing a tall, alluring woman step out from the thickets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a daring, light garment—a vivid red robe, crimson as blood, like a beautiful, bone-sucking phantom from the depths of an ancient forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re… that one…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tu Shan Ge studied her closely, then his expression darkened abruptly: “You’re Xiao Yu? Zhou Chuyu? Fuck! Are you mentally ill?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cursed violently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know where you got this cultivation, but did your heart get eaten by dogs?! You want to kill Master? Without him, you’d still be groveling under that old dog’s crotch on Yang Mountain! Bastard! Wretched bitch!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Noisy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu glanced sideways, drew forth a radiant, colorful Liuxiao Ruler, which instantly shot from her hand straight toward Tu Shan Ge’s crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tu Shan Ge thrust both hands forward, summoning divine power that manifested as concentric ripples of light—but it only delayed the Liuxiao Ruler for a few instants before it plunged straight through, aimed squarely at his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Chen Hang pointed a finger—“Ping!”—his Taixi collided with the Liuxiao Ruler, and the talisman-weapon immediately lost its luminescence, blasted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What rank is that Taixi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu was startled, swiftly forming a hand seal to recall the Liuxiao Ruler and shield her vital points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Yin Gonghao had taught her the Qi-Condensation Art, Zhou Chuyu had boasted her Taixi was profound, stable, utterly pure—ordinary Qi-Condensation cultivators couldn’t withstand even one strike from her, and even those with higher Qi-Condensation cultivation struggled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chen Hang had merely flicked a single finger, releasing a Taixi that effortlessly shattered the Liuxiao Ruler—this was astonishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Qi-Condensation Art she had mastered was the “Qiyang Mu Jing,” capable of reaching Ninth Rank Lower Grade; only Ninth Rank Middle Grade—or perhaps Ninth Rank Upper Grade—could surpass it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve already manipulated that talisman so many times—how can you still have Taixi left?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu stepped back several paces: “How did you detect me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Qiyang Mu Jing” was inherently penetrating, capable of dissolving forms and scattering shadows, moving freely between existence and nonexistence—easy for her. Though she hadn’t yet formed True Qi, her Taixi still carried traces of its nature, making concealment of her aura simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chen Hang’s cultivation of “Tai Shi Yuan Zhen” surpassed even that—it could absorb 129,600 kinds of spiritual energy, serving as the master outline of all primordial truths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how extraordinary the “Qiyang Mu Jing,” how could it escape the domain of primordial spiritual energy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment Zhou Chuyu first observed him, Chen Hang had sensed her aura—but knowing she possessed a Middle-Rank flight talisman, he feared killing her too soon might backfire, so he feigned ignorance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, he deliberately spat blood to feign weakness; Zhou Chuyu, as expected, took the bait, closing the distance and attacking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his thoughts whirled, Chen Hang merely smiled faintly, ignoring her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re still the same—aloof, detached, as if untouched by mortal affairs…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu stared fixedly at Chen Hang, as if using her gaze to trace every inch of his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first rays of forest light fell upon the man by the stream, his white robes pure as snow, unadorned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunlight filtering through the trees danced across his elegant profile, casting shimmering halos like a living ink-painted landscape—its figure possessing exquisite beauty and wondrous grace, radiant as clouds and dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu remained silent for a long while, then suddenly let out a low laugh, her gaze complex: “You saved me, yet I came to kill you… Don’t you ask? Don’t you wonder why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You plotted against me—I kill you. That’s all. Why waste words?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang said nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He formed a hand seal and summoned a great wind, whipping dead leaves into the sky, reversing the stream upward—everything in sight became a chaotic tangle of broken debris. Zhou Chuyu hastily drew forth a golden lamp, suspending it above her crown, releasing brilliant radiance to shield a three-zhang radius around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind lasted dozens of breaths; when it finally ceased, thick fog had risen everywhere, dim and heavy—without the lamp’s glow, even a few steps ahead would be invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Daoist technique?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu swept her hand, brightening the lamp’s radiance, then sneered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve already fought once—how much Taixi do you have left? I advise you to surrender now; perhaps I’ll spare your life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, a faint voice drifted from the fog:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though little remains, it’s enough to kill you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There!” Zhou Chuyu’s eyes lit up, hurling the Liuxiao Ruler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light surged, shattering dozens of trees—but there was no resistance, no blood or flesh scattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A streak of emerald light shot forth, striking Zhou Chuyu’s golden lamp and jolting it. As she tried to recall the Liuxiao Ruler, the Thunderfire Lightning Pearl transformed into a rainbow arc, intercepting it midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no choice, Zhou Chuyu drew a large white-hair brush to block the assault of the Green Bamboo Spike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden lamp above had dimmed considerably, its flame flickering weakly—on the verge of being shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After another half-teacup’s worth of combat, Zhou Chuyu grew increasingly alarmed. Since mastering Yin Gonghao’s Qi-Condensation Art, she had resolved to crush opponents with overwhelming Taixi, sweeping all before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chen Hang’s Taixi was not only deeper than hers—his combat skill was far superior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Green Bamboo Spike darted and weaved like a dense, endless net, breaking through her white-hair brush’s defenses multiple times, targeting her third eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it not been for the golden lamp’s illumination, she would have been dead long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhou Chuyu began to falter,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>deep within the white mist, Chen Hang frowned inwardly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cultivated “Tai Shi Yuan Zhen,” a technique of supreme rank that granted him profound, vast Taixi—but even it had limits, not infinite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still only Qi-Condensation Level Three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already battled Tong Gaolu, sacrificed a blood-offered talisman, and now faced Zhou Chuyu, whose Taixi was clearly formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he felt a growing sense of near-exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t afford to prolong this—I must risk a swift kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Chen Hang’s mind shifted, the previously relentless assault of the Pearl and the Green Bamboo Spike slowed. Sensing this change, Zhou Chuyu, sweat beading on her brow, instantly rejoiced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She surged her Taixi into the Liuxiao Ruler, which emitted a thunderous crack—its pure jade body struck the Thunderfire Lightning Pearl, blasting it far away, rolling dozens of zhang off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the Liuxiao Ruler unleashed a powerful wave of radiant light; with one sweep, the thick white fog thinned considerably—with another, the surroundings grew clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing the talisman to break Chen Hang’s “Minor Summon Wind and Mist Technique” was a heavy drain on Zhou Chuyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She caught a brief breath, then rallied her spirit—seeing Chen Hang turning to flee beneath a large tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, you’ve lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu blocked Chen Hang’s escape with her white-hair brush, then chased after him. When their distance narrowed, Chen Hang suddenly halted, transforming into a streak of white light, surging forward with full speed, arriving before Zhou Chuyu in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu was startled, but her hands moved without pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With overwhelming, tidal force, the Liuxiao Ruler came crashing down!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang activated the Yiqi Jingyu, forming a faint glow that forcibly held the Ruler aloft—it paused briefly, but in an instant, the glow shattered under pressure, and the Ruler continued its descent unimpeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Yiqi Jingyu only delayed for a few instants, it granted Chen Hang precious moments to cast his spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He formed a single hand seal, and torrents of qi surged around him, coalescing into a semi-transparent armor. The Liuxiao Ruler struck the perfected Qi-Armor—and the collision roared like thunder splitting mountains, shaking them to their cores.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Chen Hang, undeterred, pressing closer,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu, though unsure of his intent, still activated her flight talisman and retreated swiftly, pouring more Taixi into the Liuxiao Ruler to amplify its power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three to five breaths of stalemate, under Zhou Chuyu’s desperate assault, the Qi-Armor cracked violently, shattering like porcelain, leaving only a thin, fragile layer barely holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at this moment, Chen Hang did not retreat into light—his expression remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thin layer of Qi-Armor vanished entirely; the Liuxiao Ruler descended without resistance, smashing Chen Hang’s skull—dust exploded!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhou Chuyu’s expected scene of blood and gore never came. On the ground lay only a shattered golden figurine, resting quietly in a deep pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu turned sharply—there, not far off, Chen Hang stood calmly, smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant of eye contact, overwhelming terror engulfed Zhou Chuyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt dragged into an endless, boundless expanse of water and sky—only a black, abyssal surface surrounded her, pitch-dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the sea, a colossal fish-dragon leapt forth, jaws wide, ready to swallow her whole!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing the moment Zhou Chuyu’s spirit was stunned by the “Fish-Dragon Manifestation,” Chen Hang moved swiftly to her side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Zhou Chuyu finally broke free from the illusion, drenched in sweat, she opened her eyes to find Chen Hang with arms outstretched—as if to embrace her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know? Only at this distance can I ensure the True Qi enters your body without fail.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang gripped her shoulders, his voice calm:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, I still had a small portion of ‘Han Dou True Qi’ left…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the fear could even fully form on Zhou Chuyu’s face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang exhaled a cold, deep blue-green True Qi—“Puh!”—it extinguished her golden lamp, freezing her Taixi’s flow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Chen Hang, half a zhang away, the Liuxiao Ruler plummeted to the ground, its luminescence extinguished, deprived of its master’s control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far off, Tu Shan Ge muttered numbly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang ignored him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew forth the Thunderfire Lightning Pearl and drove it straight through Zhou Chuyu’s skull—red and white matter splattered everywhere!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though her Taixi was formidable, her physical body was nowhere near as resilient as Tong Gaolu’s, who could withstand the Thunderfire Lightning Pearl without limb damage or aura disruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the full power of this Middle-Rank talisman, one impact shattered her soul and liquefied her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master… did you kill her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tu Shan Ge rubbed his face hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the earlier clash, Chen Hang’s Yiqi Jingyu had been crushed, his Qi-Armor shattered—had he not possessed the “Golden Figure Substitute” technique, he would have been slain outright by the Liuxiao Ruler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Tu Shan Ge, who held immense faith in Chen Hang, had believed the outcome of this battle was uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in the blink of an eye, Chen Hang had frozen Zhou Chuyu’s Taixi with “Han Dou True Qi,” then without hesitation, delivered a lethal strike, killing her on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If not kill her, are we to keep her for love and romance?” Chen Hang did not look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t mean it that way, I just…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tu Shan Ge stared at the decapitated female corpse on the ground, lips parting but words failing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I merely think Master should have captured her, asked why she bore such ill intent, and what drove her to do this,” Tu Shan Ge scratched his head, hesitating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She was saved by Master, yet turned against him—surely there’s a story behind this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough nonsense. When she struck, it meant only one could live here—and besides…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang’s body trembled, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly withering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I might not have been able to capture her alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a bitter laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tu Shan Ge watched this scene—not rushing to assist, but instead channeling his spiritual power, eyes scanning the surroundings warily, face grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This wasn’t an act—I’m truly spent, with no more true qi left…” Chen Hang said helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pull me up. Stop staring everywhere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Tu Shan Ge finally approached hesitantly, helping Chen Hang to sit beneath a large tree, yet his vigilance remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang knew the fox’s suspicions had taken root; he no longer argued, merely took out a talisman coin in hand and began drawing spiritual energy from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two teacups’ worth of time, his aura gradually recovered, his pallid complexion slowly turning ruddy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, shall we go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Chen Hang rise, Tu Shan Ge handed him the Qiankun pouch and talisman artifacts from Zhou Chuyu’s body, urging: “The treasures in the Tong household are still waiting—though the Rong clan lacks the courage to seize them, it’s better to get them early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he turned to leave, he suddenly looked back and pointed a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yuanzhu emitted a bolt of thunderfire, engulfing Zhou Chuyu’s corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flames surged fiercely, blazing intensely; soon, the headless female body was reduced to black ash, scattered by the wind into the empty mountain stream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, why burn her to ashes?” Tu Shan Ge, stunned, asked: “Are you afraid she might revive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang did not deny it; instead, his expression grew even more serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I do have that concern—but after being utterly incinerated by this fiercely yang thunderfire, even a ghost would have no foundation to take form…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang then swept his spiritual sense across the area, confirmed no residual aura remained in the streamside grove, wrapped himself in fetal breathing, and transformed into a white radiance that shot skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after he left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Gonghao slowly stepped out from the void, gazing at the white aura’s trail; his eyes held a flicker of interest, yet he seemed to recall something, sighed, and shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The son of Yu Shu—hmph. I dare not provoke your father, so I’ll let you go this time—but your hard days are still ahead!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Gonghao sneered: “You still seek the Great Dao? Among the Eight Sects, Six Clans, and Twelve Noble Houses—who would teach you their arts?! How could you ever escape Yu Shu’s palm? Just accept your fate, pitiful worm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed a finger, and Zhou Chuyu’s soul-form coalesced from the ground, dazed and numb; after a long while, her eyes slowly regained clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu realized she felt transparent, her body weightless as if a breeze could carry her away at any moment: “I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You lost. Had Yu Shu’s son not yet reached the Purple Mansion realm and failed to sense your primordial spirit, you wouldn’t even be standing here speaking to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Gonghao’s face grew somber:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know? Had you been a disciple of Hu Zhao Sect, I would have sent Yin Spirits to escort your soul into reincarnation—perhaps in your next life, you’d re-enter the sect and pursue the Great Dao again. Had you been Hu Zhao’s true heir, I would have reconstituted your physical body, challenging Heaven itself to grant you a new life! Had you been a Dao Heir—well, let’s not even mention that!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I’m merely a mortal who stumbled upon fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu lowered her head; though freed from her fleshly prison, she still felt icy cold all over:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master… what will you do with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I already said,” Yin Gonghao sighed, raising his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if recalling something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the death of Yang Shan Daoist, Zhou Chuyu’s face showed fear for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master! You really mean to degrade me into an animal’s body?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Gonghao merely waved his hand, and Zhou Chuyu instantly fell into unconsciousness; in her final moment, she heard only one phrase, brimming with infinite regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, you should have called me Master Grandfather—if your mother hadn’t refused to cultivate back then, she would have been my foremost disciple…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After an unknown length of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun had set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu suddenly awoke, jolted by intense hunger and thirst; she staggered upright, gazing dazedly around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The streamside grove remained the same, yet the trees and thickets had inexplicably grown far taller—as if multiplied tenfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the sudden, gnawing hunger left no room for thought; trembling, she shuffled to the small mountain stream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as she bent to drink, Zhou Chuyu froze in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the mirror-like, crystal-clear water, only a pale brown puppy was clearly reflected—its body emaciated, one ear missing, filthy beyond measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This… is me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chuyu screamed in terror—but what emerged from her throat was only a hoarse animal cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Woof!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the Zhen Fa Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang detonated six or seven talisman artifacts; flames surged upward, smoke swirling into a mushroom-shaped cloud, and Tong Gaolu’s body began to crumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, this is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching the primordial spirit, Chen Hang’s brows lifted with joy; he burst into loud, hearty laughter, as if a heavy stone had been lifted from his chest, filling him with unprecedented exhilaration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent Dao art! Excellent Dao art!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang’s spirit trembled with delight:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This technique wasted on Tong Gaolu and Yang Shan Daoist is like pearls cast before swine! If perfected, I, Chen Hang, shall have my place among the Nine Provinces and Four Seas!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combined.\u003C\u002Fp>",2809,"2026-06-19T22:29:59.276Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","cdba41e1eb248a6af66b10c41f0994465e5874fb7878239760c4fb8c3061d8a5","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-49","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-47",545,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-path-of-immortality-cover.jpg"]