[{"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-51":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},2337256,4570,"Chapter 51: The Array is Complete","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-51",51,"\u003Cp>This also caught Wang Feiyin off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he clasped his waist and laughed for half an hour before the tears streamed down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun glared at him with a dark expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin wiped his tears, looked down and met her angry, resentful gaze, then couldn’t help laughing twice more; seeing her face grow darker still, he finally forced himself to stop, gazing at her with hot tears, “How’s that? Wasn’t it hard to find a master? Anything worth doing demands a price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun pondered, “So my failure to earn money off-mountain wasn’t just because selling talismans doesn’t work down there—it’s also because of you, Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin stroked his beard. “True, selling talismans doesn’t work well down there—but people have desires. With such a large market and nearly ten villages nearby, there must be at least one person with karmic ties.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said, “Whether it’s me, your Second Brother, Third Brother, or Fourth Sister, our wealth fortune has always been mediocre. Now you’ve joined us—but among all of us, you and I have the worst wealth fortune, because we’re most deeply entangled with our Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin patted her head. “Get used to it quickly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao black let out a sympathetic “Meow—” and walked off elegantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun, refusing to accept it, returned to her room and pondered for a long while before finally pulling out the Merit Stone and going to Wang Feiyin. “Big Brother, please help me split this stone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She meticulously drew lines on it and told him to cut precisely along them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin frowned at the tiny piece she’d marked. “Why split such a good Merit Stone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m going to make an array.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The one you mentioned—the one that measures merit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun nodded. “I’ve prepared for a long time. I’ve memorized the array perfectly. It’s time to carve it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not trying to use merit to restore your wealth fortune, are you?” Wang Feiyin thought a moment. “It’s a plausible idea—but you should focus on cultivating, strive to leave the mountain and earn merit. What’s the point of carving this? Whether measured or not, the merit you earn always returns to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother, have you heard of statistics?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin: “What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a discipline. Since it’s become its own field, it must be important. Once I build this array, I’ll be able to statistically determine which actions earn me merit fastest and most efficiently.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Wang Feiyin had never heard of such a discipline, he understood its meaning from the name—and grasped her meaning clearly enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was stunned—stunned by his sister’s sheer utilitarianism in cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, you… you don’t seem like a Daoist at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun had heard this criticism often lately. She waved it off. “I know—you think I’m too pragmatic. But Daoists don’t just draw near to the Dao; they struggle against Heaven and Nature. Non-striving is striving; striving is non-striving. I don’t see anything wrong with improving efficiency.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun extended the stone. “Big Brother, help me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though still pondering her words and disagreeing with them, Wang Feiyin had no objection to helping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He condensed Qi into a thread and slashed—swiftly, the Qi-line pierced through the stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin withdrew his hand. The stone remained connected, seemingly unmarked—but when he picked it up and broke it apart, the Merit Stone split exactly along Pan Yun’s drawn lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun gasped, thumbs-up. “Big Brother, amazing! How do you train this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come back when your dantian holds more Qi, and I’ll teach you.” Wang Feiyin sniffed proudly, finally understanding her point. “Sister, your logic sounds right—but cultivation is about cultivating the heart, cultivating the body. If you only grow your base and not your heart, you’ll never truly attain the Dao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun said, “I know. Once I get past this hurdle, I’ll seriously cultivate my heart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as easy to believe as saying, “Once I finish this job, I’ll start sleeping early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin looked at her, shook his head, and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever. If the child won’t listen, she’ll regret it later—he’d warned her already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun returned to her room with the split stones, tossed the larger piece back into the Spirit Realm, then began meditating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When her physical and mental state reached peak condition, she opened her eyes, fixed her gaze on the small Merit Stone, which slowly floated before her. Her left hand cast a Fire Talisman; upon contact, flames erupted, engulfing the stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d drawn this one herself after class. Big Brother said talismans borrow divine power—she must believe in gods, and use spiritual power to summon divine force to settle upon the talisman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For days, Pan Yun had been hypnotizing herself into believing that what she thought were talismans generated by spiritual power were actually generated by divine power summoned through spiritual power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she firmly believed the Fire God was watching her, aiding her—and when she activated this talisman, she was using divine power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under her gaze, the Fire Talisman blazed fiercely; the Merit Stone slowly melted into a round, viscous mass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her spiritual sense drained heavily—the three-jade Spirit Realm shot out from her forehead with a whisper, hovering silently before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thought, the two substances merged. Pan Yun slashed her right thumb’s nail hard against the pad of her middle finger; blood seeped out. She gathered spiritual power at her fingertip and began carving the array she had memorized perfectly onto the three-jade Spirit Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao black leapt upright the moment she cut her finger, her glassy eyes filled with fury—she was using her own blood to carve the array, deepening her bond with the Spirit Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it dared not interrupt her. At her current cultivation level, carving this array was barely possible; without her unusually strong spiritual sense, she’d never have succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So for now, they had only this one chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!. Read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao black cursed inwardly but dared not speak or disturb her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the final line was drawn, Pan Yun withdrew her finger—a flash of spiritual light raced along the carved lines. Two hidden arrays instantly glowed, merging with the first; spiritual radiance enveloped them, and the three arrays linked together instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three-jade Spirit Realm flashed golden. A streak of gold shimmered across its jade-white surface; its edges seemed edged with golden thread, its body faintly gilded, more beautiful than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun admired it, then tucked it into her crown palace, letting it settle back into its old place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun exhaled, ignoring the faint throb in her temple, and looked at Pan Xiao black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao black sneered. “Remember this: the Spirit Realm is my body. Even if my spirit is outside now, it sometimes mistakes you for me—but outsiders are outsiders. Like a soul possessing a corpse—even if it fits perfectly, it can never be one hundred percent fused.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “Just like your current black cat body?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao black was speechless, stung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun said, “Relax. I’m doing fine as a human. I don’t want to become the Spirit Realm. Using blood as a catalyst is just to make us closer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao black didn’t respond—whether it believed her or not, it said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Pan Yun had removed the concealment spell on Pan Xiao black’s array. All three arrays were now active. On the three-jade Spirit Realm hung three lines: gold, red, and blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gold represented merit value. Red represented spiritual power. Blue represented the progress of the Spirit Realm’s seal-breaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled. “Later, create a table in the storage section of the jade piece—track changes in these three lines. We’ll review them periodically to see how we can break the seal most efficiently.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao black: “Isn’t that your researcher’s job? Why me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are no researchers now. You’re the Spirit Realm—this is just a thought. Record it anytime, no time wasted.” Pan Yun said. “My time is tighter than yours. Isn’t the goal to accelerate cultivation and break the seal as soon as possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao black thought a moment, then agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly. Everything for strength. Everything for breaking the seal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiao black snorted but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, Pan Yun threw herself into helping the Daoist temple’s residents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lit the fire for Wang Feiyin’s alchemy, kneaded dough for Miao He’s buns, carried a basin of washwater for Xuan Miao, swept the ground for Miao Zhen—but the golden line didn’t budge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun figured these tasks were too trivial. She nearly offered to help Miao Zhen and Miao He with their homework—no, wait, she just wanted to teach them because they couldn’t do it themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spending half an hour teaching them constellations, the golden line still didn’t move. “Does teaching them such useful knowledge not count as merit? Isn’t the transmission of knowledge a noble thing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s lucky number ends in 1. Screenshot as proof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1487,"2026-06-20T22:03:57.478Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5127f97cb3ab7a77713eb95114282257bd8c5cc4c18e89fb8252895c16bc7669","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-52","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-50",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-cover.jpg"]