[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-there-is-a-malevolent-spirit":3,"chapter-there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-144":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","There Is a Malevolent Spirit",{"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},2263250,4416,"Chapter 144: 142、Out of the Tomb","there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-144",144,"\u003Cp>142、Out of the Tomb (4K, 1\u002F1)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he left, what troubled him most was Mo Xueyan and the others, but regardless, if he focused only on the present, once Lu truly entered the Tianwu Continent, they would ultimately escape no fate—better to venture now into the Wasteland Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Erniu shouted this news twice over the loudspeaker, then added that due to the village chief election, the start time for work at the cooperative had been postponed until 3 p.m., meaning everyone would go to work after attending the election meeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Mo Yu leave, Lu Feifei said, “Great-uncle, what do you think of Sister Shu?” Hua Wanzi replied, “Ignore her. She’s lived for thousands of years and still acts so reckless—no dignity befitting a senior elder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait here for me a moment—I need to handle something,” Liu Xinghao said to Qian’er, then walked toward the smashed intimate apparel store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain stopped; the sky cleared of its earlier gloom, welcoming a beautiful seven-colored rainbow and warm sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below were seven elderly white-haired men, the seven patriarchs of the Great Khitan tribes: Yishi, Chute, Wuwei, NieLa, Tulu Bu, Pin, and Tuju.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near noon, smoke should have risen from every chimney as the whole village prepared to cook. But Wang Youcai looked around—the sky above Chen Zhuang held only a few wisps of smoke from a handful of chimneys, appearing utterly desolate, lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qingyu Daoist did not know Lü Xuan’s true strength and could still not discern his cultivation realm, but she noticed heavy ghostly energy and demonic aura clinging to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the Dragon Clan elder regarded him with an uncertain expression; it was undeniable—a tremendous temptation. If he could make the Dragon-Monkey Clan his subordinates, the Water Dragon Clan would leap from an ordinary dragon clan to supreme ruler over all dragon clans, even possibly commanding all dragon clans across the Dragon Trace Continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, is that the point? You’re really good at using this as an excuse to back down,” Luo Tian scolded, utterly exasperated by these two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Cheng Zhiqiang’s anxious face, Cheng Enni wanted to protest—anyone might drink pesticide, but Grandma Cheng would never. In her past life, when the incident happened, the old lady was still in good health.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Yu Wanning understood the meaning behind Yu Deling’s sigh just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jones watched this scene, his face unchanged as ever, yet he refused to even glance properly at Bo Dongting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Bai said nothing more, only silently clasped his hands together, suppressing his emotions in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Li and Xue Jing naturally rejoiced, stepped forward to thank him, and also thanked him on behalf of the courtyard’s laboring servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the other approach and directly ask his name—clearly recognizing him—Zhang Yang returned the greeting, then smiled faintly and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Xu Yi couldn’t be the murderer, he might still be the killer’s informant—he was now the most suspicious person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I bit my lower lip silently, then lowered my gaze to the raindrops splashed on the ground. But I said nothing, as it was hard to analyze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What worried him most was the black storm—a natural disaster stronger than a sandstorm, commonly called black wind, just as in myths and films: when a demon appears, a swirl of black wind and you’re gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, the opponent also targeted Tang Duoduo—whether intentionally to distract Wu Fan or specifically aimed at her, it was unclear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jun smiled. Even the Dongyu Dynasty was struggling to survive—how could a few tribal chiefs resist the Heavenly Army? Even if they wished to resist desperately, they couldn’t hold out for long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t finish her sentence, for the Empress’s face had instantly turned ashen; her heart panicked, and she immediately stopped asking anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, he had broken up the newly surrendered troops, reorganized them, and within this short time, they possessed no combat capability whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s first act upon entering the office was to pour himself a glass of boiled water, so when the two entered, he stood beside the water dispenser, the sound of water gushing from the spout filling the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Director of the Imperial Academy had once wanted to enact reforms, but due to corruption within the Academy, he had no place to begin—every time he moved, powerful clans interfered, rendering him powerless. He had thus resigned himself, began laying plans, and indeed encountered someone willing to step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already passed the prefectural examination and held the title of xiùcái. If he appeared on the autumn examination list this August, next year he could take the spring examination—and if he passed, he could return home in glory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from grain, which did not need to be transported from the Central Plains, all other goods—from oxen, horses, and farming tools to shoes, cloth, iron nails, sewing needles, wooden bowls, salt, tea, tobacco, and alcohol—were all shipped from the Central Plains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire ship endured immense suction; under this force, the gravity field began to warp, and the speed of the Inferno immediately slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Feifan recalled how his grandmother and mother had gone out to demand justice for him, only for his mother to return lifeless—and after she came back, his father had beaten him again. Thinking of his mother, tears streamed down his face, yet he could not utter a single word, and his heart swelled with suppressed rage.\u003C\u002Fp>",900,"2026-06-19T18:47:42.084Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1cb96d124936d5fa57ce4e680386fbefa49189c590b2fc224cb71ab2f99c656b","there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-145","there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-143",209,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthere-is-a-malevolent-spirit-cover.jpg"]