[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming":3,"chapter-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-113":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Unorthodox Sword of Ming",{"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},2337318,4570,"Chapter 113: Believers","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-113",113,"\u003Cp>Some people have money, some are suffering misfortune, and others are lost in great confusion—these people urgently need gods to guide their path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And since the temple keeper is the god’s representative, everyone gathered around Pan Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Pan Yun, who reached only to their chests, they doubted yet hoped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They doubted whether such a small girl could truly possess ability; they hoped that if she could become temple keeper at such a young age, it must be because of some divine sign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin saw her surrounded and moved forward to help her, but as he neared, he heard her say: “One at a time, don’t rush. The Mountain God is right here—making noise will only anger Him. We follow first come, first served. Good person, you go first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin stopped in his tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Temple Keeper, my wife has born four daughters and still cannot bear a son. The whole village mocks my family. My parents say if she bears no son again, they’ll split us off into a separate household. Can you ask the Mountain God whether I’m destined to have no sons?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun was surprised. “If you’re truly destined to have no sons, what will you do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What else can I do? Split the household. I can’t let my parents suffer ridicule because of me. I’ll work harder and someday choose a daughter to take a son-in-law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun carefully studied his face. His brows were tightly furrowed, his expression full of sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun said: “Let me see your hands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately extended them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun examined them closely, frowned, then smiled after a moment: “You are destined to have a son—you just need to wait another ten years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his mouth wide. “Ten years? Can’t it be sooner?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Difficult. But we can try. I’ll have my third senior brother prepare a prescription for you. Take it home, abstain from intimacy, and follow the medical advice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I take medicine? Shouldn’t it be my wife?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun smiled. “Of course you take it. Whether you bear sons or daughters depends on your own ability. As the saying goes: plant melons, get melons; plant beans, get beans. Good person, you understand, don’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The good person understood clearly. The believers gathered nearby also understood. Suddenly, everyone’s gaze toward him turned unfavorable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s my third senior brother. I’ll take you to see him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No no no, I—I think daughters are fine too. I’ll hold off for now.” The villager hurried away, his steps quick, the sorrow on his face already fading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun smiled contentedly, turned to the other believers, and offered a gentle smile. “Who’s next?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slightly chubby man said: “It’s me, Temple Keeper. I’d like to ask the Mountain God whether my younger brother will pass the autumn examination.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “Didn’t the autumn examination already end?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, but the results aren’t out yet. My parents are anxious, so they sent me to ask.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun sized him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He puffed out his chest and pulled a red paper from his sleeve. “This is my younger brother’s birth chart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun didn’t know how to calculate birth charts. She relied on her innate talent for observing qi to deduce outcomes. She’d never seriously studied birth chart calculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the 26th century, birth chart calculation wasn’t popular anymore. People preferred face reading and qi observation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because demons and monsters roamed freely in the 26th century, results from birth chart calculations were always shifting. And since birth charts were so crucial, people often lied about their birth dates when registering household status—either advancing or delaying by a few days, sometimes even mixing lunar and solar calendars—to confuse anyone trying to steal them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To prevent someone from stealing their birth charts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Pan Yun didn’t say she didn’t know. She opened the red paper, glanced at it, pretended to calculate with her fingers, returned it to him, then raised her head to study his face again, smiling faintly: “You won’t pass this time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chubby man’s smile froze. “Won’t pass?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun nodded. “Your brother is certainly talented, but his fortune hasn’t arrived yet. He won’t pass this time, nor the next. So let him relax.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chubby man’s face darkened. He wanted to rage, but this was the Mountain God’s temple—he couldn’t disrespect the temple keeper. So he stayed silent, face stiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Pan Yun didn’t stop. “Misfortune and fortune are intertwined. Delaying your success may not be a bad thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chubby man sneered. “Can the Temple Keeper even predict accurately?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun said: “The autumn examination is already over. The results will be out in a few days. Whether I’m right or wrong—you’ll know soon enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chubby man thought it over, bowed slightly, and turned to leave. But as he turned, he pulled out a handful of copper coins and placed them on the table. “This is for the Mountain God’s incense offering.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun returned the gesture with a finger pinch. “Good person, you are truly virtuous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chubby man left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun looked at the remaining believers and smiled. “Next.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Temple Keeper, I’m ill. I’d like to ask the Mountain God for a healing talisman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun looked at her. She didn’t even need to take her pulse—she could see she was ill, and seriously so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know how expensive a talisman is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman gritted her teeth. “No matter how expensive, I must get it—as long as it cures me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun shook her head. “A talisman won’t cure your illness. Illness requires a physician. If you have money for a talisman, why not buy medicine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense! How can talismans be useless? Isn’t this a god? A god can wave a hand and make me well. Is it because I’m poor that you refuse to ask the god for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She forced a smile. “I just asked the god inwardly. He says His divine power is limited. Your illness stems from an ancient demonic plague. His power cannot purge it—only spiritual energy from heaven and earth can cleanse the demon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villager’s eyes lit up with hope. “How can I make that spiritual energy kill the demon inside me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “Do you know what in this world is naturally born and nurtured by heaven and earth, imbued with spiritual energy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villager shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun said solemnly: “Plants and trees. Look outside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villager followed Pan Yun’s finger and saw the lush green trees on Stone Mountain. She suddenly understood. “Of course! Plants grow without being planted—they’re everywhere!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “Isn’t medicine made from plants and trees?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villager nodded dumbly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun spoke with rhythmic emphasis: “Taking medicine means absorbing heaven-and-earth spiritual energy from medicinal herbs. Only that spiritual energy can cleanse the demon inside you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villager murmured: “I must take medicine… I must take medicine…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin looked at Pan Yun with admiration. He knew this villager—she was from Physician Village, ill for nearly a year. At first she took medicine, then became obsessed with all sorts of bizarre folk remedies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some worked, some didn’t. She kept taking them all, and her original illness didn’t improve—instead, she made herself even sicker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After prolonged illness, she turned to praying to gods, talismans, rituals—trying every method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had even come to Mount Sanqing to ask them for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin and Tao Ji refused to draw talismans or perform rituals for her. They offered medicine. She refused outright—even if it was free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some illnesses could be treated or eased with talisman water. Others couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Wang Feiyin’s view, most illnesses fell into the latter category.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Health talismans were only useful at the earliest stage of illness—the domain of traditional Chinese medicine and the highest physicians. Once illness had sunk into bones and blood, talismans were useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many had tried to persuade her. None succeeded. Yet somehow, Pan Yun had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun turned and met Wang Feiyin’s gaze. She smiled. Wang Feiyin smiled back, then walked forward slowly, fingers pinching: “Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun. Good person, please come to the side room. I’ll take your pulse… and find the medicinal herbs that suit your body’s spiritual energy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, the villager immediately followed him. Before leaving, she generously placed five copper coins on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the Spirit Realm chimed. Pan Xiao, standing nearby, announced: “Merit +1.” It mocked: “You’ve calculated for three people and only gained one merit point.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meaning the other two didn’t feel grateful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao didn’t understand. “You could’ve easily tricked them into giving you merit. Why not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun’s face turned solemn. 【Because I have principles. I act, and I refrain. To cheat for temporary merit and ruin my Daoist reputation? Heaven will not allow it.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao looked unconvinced, meowed: “Aren’t you just afraid of backlash?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun glanced sideways at Pan Xiao. 【If you know, why ask?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining believers followed her gaze and were startled. “How is there a cat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun said solemnly: “This is a black cat. Black cats are spirit-connected. It must have often listened to our scriptures at Mount Sanqing and gained spiritual awareness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The believers marveled. Since she had already resolved three people’s problems—even if those three weren’t fully satisfied—the onlookers felt she was trustworthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the knife hadn’t fallen on them yet, had it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they continued lining up, asking the temple keeper to petition the Mountain God on their behalf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their troubles were varied. Pan Yun treated each person equally, solved their problems, and received five merit points after serving nine people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she didn’t gain merit from the others, they left cheerful, their confusion gone—clearly, she had resolved their issues. They simply didn’t feel grateful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until sunset, the Mountain God’s temple gradually emptied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone sat on the threshold and the temple’s front steps, faces blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin said: “I haven’t been this exhausted in many years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “Big Brother, you’re much livelier today. You radiate vibrant life—you truly look like a Daoist who’s attained the Way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin: “Stop flattering me. I said I’d watch the temple for you—I will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun grinned at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin pondered. “This mortal world is also a path of cultivation. Today, I’ve felt something profound.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Tao Ji and Xuan Miao. “You two should also come down more often to train. This Mountain God temple is well-placed. If we establish a reputation today, more people will come seeking blessings in the future. You’ll have ample opportunity to train here—especially you, Fourth Sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Isn’t it Third Brother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin glanced at her. “You’re mistaken again. Your Fourth Sister cultivates talisman Dao and qi observation. She cannot separate herself from humans, demons, and monsters—she must train in the mortal world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But your Third Brother cultivates elixir Dao and medicine. He only needs to refine pills, take pills, and enter the Dao through elixirs. Let the world flood—he doesn’t care,” Wang Feiyin said. “He’s just soft-hearted and likes to wander around healing people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin shook his head. “He’s cultivating the Dao, yet acts like a wandering physician.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tao Ji blushed in shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun muttered quietly: “I think Third Brother is fine this way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin glanced at her. “Speak up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “Big Brother is right. Big Brother, you won’t have problems coming down the mountain often, will you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the problem? Aren’t we standing right here on Mount Sanqing?” Wang Feiyin said slowly, each word deliberate. “This is our Master’s territory!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun clapped her hands three times. “Well said! This is our Master’s territory! Master, did you hear that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The statue sat in silent stillness, ignoring these disobedient disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After checking everything, the group closed the door and climbed the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, Pan Yun gained +6 +15 +15 points of merit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was because her Master’s spiritual sense sat watching her, or because she had just received a substantial amount of merit, she felt tired yet deeply comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as she washed up and lay on her bed, she fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the Daoist temple overslept today—oh, except Wang Feiyin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun frowned. “Where’s Senior Brother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Cong said, “Father went down the mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun’s eyes lit up. “To the Mountain God Temple?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Cong shook his head. “No. He went to find money and teachers for the school. Before leaving, he said today’s three Senior Uncles should preside over the Mountain God Temple—yesterday, villagers from other villages didn’t come; today, they might.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t have much hope for Senior Brother finding money—he couldn’t hold onto cash even if he had it; at least she had luck with wealth, but he didn’t even have that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, running a school could earn plenty of merit, so Pan Yun began calculating how much money she could spare to start one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, Wang Feiyin returned in the afternoon and told them, “The school is already set up. From now on, when you go down the mountain, walk more through the villages and persuade the villagers to send their children to study.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “Did you get the money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin nodded. “Got it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Books and teachers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin: “Got them too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So our Mount Sanqing Temple really does hide dragons and tigers…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop muttering. Why did you come up the mountain so early today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “No one came to burn incense, so I came back. Today I received thirty-eight devotees, but sadly, they only burned incense and paid respects—didn’t ask me anything, not a single word.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin sighed. “You’re still too young. They don’t trust you yet. Just grow up faster.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “I want to grow up fast too. Is there a rapid-growth talisman? A growth-promoting talisman? A quick-ripening talisman?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin said, “Starting tomorrow, you’ll add a new course: The Compendium of Daoist Methods. What good is it learning only cultivation techniques and talismans? You must first learn the fundamentals.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze slid over Xuan Miao and Tao Ji, then he resigned himself: “I’ll teach you. Tomorrow, you’ll come down the mountain with me—guard the Mountain God Temple while I give lessons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tao Ji and Xuan Miao both subtly exhaled in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun had long accepted it—the knowledge missing from the 26th century was vast; everything she needed to learn now was foreign to her past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, she packed several things, hugged the black cat, and trotted after Wang Feiyin down the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One-on-one teaching and small-group classes were different—progress was rapid, and the moment she drifted off, her forehead got tapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun rubbed her head. “Senior Brother, even though I zoned out, I did hear you. I can focus on three things at once. Don’t believe me? I’ll repeat exactly what you just said.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could speak, she immediately repeated it, then added: “See? I didn’t lie. Next time, don’t tap my head. If you keep doing it, I’ll get dumb and won’t be able to focus on three things anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So focusing on three things at once is a good thing?” Wang Feiyin asked irritably. “What were you thinking about just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “I just thought about my father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s lucky number ends in 6—screenshot as proof. Join the “Great Ming” group and find Moyan to claim your reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2562,"2026-06-20T22:03:57.478Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f62a46c8d404d6dd458c2cfb0df2eb034a4df8ea9f42c97cd2621d4bf77fceb4","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-114","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-112",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-cover.jpg"]