[{"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-79":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},2337284,4570,"Chapter 79: Enlightenment","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-79",79,"\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin’s voice gradually faded from her ears; Pan Yun devoted her entire being to Zhou Meiniang’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her qi slowly gathered within Zhou Meiniang, forming a taiji-shaped energy cluster that drifted slowly toward her dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Meiniang, who had been softly crying and moaning in pain, gradually relaxed and slipped back into unconsciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Xianniang exhaled in relief, laid her on the bed, and wiped the tears from her eyes with a silk handkerchief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human body holds infinite mysteries; Pan Yun dared not move carelessly. She memorized the direction and speed of the energy cluster, not daring to deviate by even a hair’s breadth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the taiji energy cluster slowly resumed its original path, Zhou Meiniang finally unknitted her furrowed brows and sank into deep sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun sensed something, detached herself from the taiji energy cluster, and observed coldly from the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Freed from her control, the taiji cluster continued its slow rotation; Zhou Meiniang’s body seemed to possess self-awareness—the cluster was subtly altering its course, distinct from the previous medicinal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun’s qi swiftly traversed her entire body, finding no organ dysfunction; her organs, shielded from pain, beat in orderly rhythm—even better than before the medicinal energy had been applied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Zhou Meiniang’s body was adjusting itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she had no cultivation base and had never practiced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun withdrew her inner observation, and her qi retreated from Zhou Meiniang’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when her three senses returned to her own body did she hear Wang Feiyin say: “The human body is like a universe; though small, it is the master of itself, and will naturally seek the best path for itself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she was merely an outsider—she could help; the injury on her foot was also an outsider—it could harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But whether helping or harming, the master of this universe remains the body itself; whether helping or harming, the body possesses rejection…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun suddenly awakened to this truth, closed her eyes again, dispersed her five senses, and the surrounding spiritual energy trembled, rushing eagerly into her body…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin raised an eyebrow, stepped back, and asked Sun Xianniang and Zhou Chao to leave: “It is more beneficial for the little good person’s wound if these two remain together now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Xianniang reluctantly exited the room: “Is Meiniang truly out of danger?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin: “If the good person remains uneasy, I can have Tao Ji stay an extra two days to watch over her. Dazhou Village is not far from Mount Sanqing—if anything happens, send someone to summon my younger brother down the mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chao hurriedly asked: “Are you leaving, Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin stroked his beard and smiled: “If the little good person’s wound stops bleeding tonight and she has no fever, I shall return to the mountain with my disciples.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chao hesitated, then asked: “Master Wang, my mother-in-law gave you a hundred taels of silver—wasn’t that meant to ensure the child’s full recovery until she is healthy again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin smiled warmly: “We can only do our utmost, fulfill our duty, and leave the rest to fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chao: “Then you must stay, to guard against any mishap.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Xianniang feared he would offend Wang Feiyin and tugged his sleeve urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin paused, sensing his anxiety, and smiled: “I shall leave my third disciple and my youngest sister to stay until the little good person recovers, then return to the mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Xianniang sighed in profound relief and immediately nodded: “Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chao remained reluctant; over these days, he had seen that while Tao Ji and Pan Yun were formidable, they were still far inferior to Wang Feiyin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, Wang Feiyin had performed the surgery and guided Pan Yun—he was clearly the most skilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had paid money, and naturally hoped the most skilled healer would remain to treat his daughter; moreover, since the foot-binding had ruined his family’s feng shui, shouldn’t a ritual be performed to neutralize the damage?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chao: “I think Tao Daoist is still young, and Pan Daoist is even younger. It would be better if Master Wang stayed—we would feel far more at ease. Rest assured, we will cover all food and lodging for any Daoist from Sanqing Temple who stays.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin’s heart stirred momentarily—how could he not be tempted by free meals and lodging? But… “Good person, rest assured: my third disciple’s medical skill is renowned throughout Guangxin Prefecture. If he cannot cure the little good person, neither can I.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed again: “Besides, I must return to harvest the rice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chao’s words choked in his throat: “Harvest rice? Do you grow rice on the mountain?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin smiled broadly: “Not on the mountain—below it. The temple owns several fields, growing a bit of grain. Now is the harvest season.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, this was the season for harvesting rice; nothing else could be delayed—harvesting rice could not be postponed, not even for a knife to fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chao’s words remained trapped in his chest; he could only agree to their departure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun awoke from her enlightenment, feeling a lightness in her body unlike any she had ever known; her dantian brimmed with spiritual power like a lake in spring and summer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stillness of heart, minimal movement; when movement occurs, absorb it,” Tao Ji’s voice whispered beside her in the dim light. “Congratulations, Fifth Sister—you have entered the Fourth Stage: the Stage of Absorbing the Mind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun looked down at her palm, where a silver-white energy cluster had coalesced. “Third Brother, what is the power of the Fourth Stage?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tao Ji: “It rivals a second-tier martial artist. If you faced Wang Yong again now, you could easily escape.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tao Ji stepped forward, examined Zhou Meiniang’s foot, then looked up at her: “Zhou Meiniang is waking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Meiniang was recovering well—her bleeding had completely stopped. She was still young; once past this critical point, she would heal rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she awoke, the wound had passed its peak pain; it no longer hurt much, and children’s pain tolerance was increasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Xianniang had cooked her a delicious porridge; children forget much pain when given good food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She ate a great deal, and now, feeling better with her mother, said: “Mama, I don’t hurt much anymore. Let the foot-binding woman bind my feet again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Xianniang burst into tears, embracing her: “Little one, we won’t bind your feet anymore. The Immortals have freed your feet. The foot-binding woman will never come to our home again. After freeing your feet, there will be pain for a while, but once your bones regrow, you’ll never hurt again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Meiniang’s eyes widened in delight: “Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Meiniang wiped her mother’s tears with her small hand: “Mama, I don’t hurt at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Xianniang wept even harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his examination, Tao Ji declared that Zhou Meiniang had passed the danger zone; now, with proper rest, she would fully recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The anxiety on the Zhou family’s faces lessened, yet their hearts remained complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chao’s father still lived—he sat in his chair, slowly smoking his pipe, occasionally glancing at his wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou’s mother asked Wang Feiyin: “Master Wang, is foot-binding truly bad for our feng shui? Will it ruin our child’s future?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin’s gaze flickered quickly over Pan Yun, then nodded solemnly: “Indeed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou’s father put down his pipe, gloomily muttering: “Even nobles in the imperial palace bind their feet—how could that ruin feng shui?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun, lowering her head as she devoured pastries, replied casually: “The Southern Song imperial family, who bound their feet, perished. The Yuan dynasty, which promoted foot-binding, also fell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s lucky number is any number ending in 6, screenshot as proof\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1283,"2026-06-20T22:03:57.478Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","796daab72f627bce8f25782e77bddc6374aa7198ebdf46901fc1974414066047","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-80","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-78",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-cover.jpg"]