[{"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-164":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},2263270,4416,"Chapter 164: 162、Personality Dissociation (1\u002F1)","there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-164",164,"\u003Cp>162、Personality Dissociation (1\u002F1)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin my lord truly isn’t an ordinary person,” Xi Ling Linning chuckled, then lifted the cup before her and sipped tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These people were all more arrogant than the last, openly defying imperial grace, showing no respect for the Son of Heaven; in his view, each deserved execution—but he had no power to punish them, and merely looking at their expressions made him feel suffocated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Live streaming?” Ye Jingheng reached up, tilting her chin—he hadn’t expected her to bring up live streaming again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was clearly intimidated by Yu Nian; upon hearing her say this, he hurriedly kowtowed in thanks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Hao dared not rashly invade Chu Lan’s body with his own Qi, for Chu Lan’s consciousness was still active, and he couldn’t guarantee complete lack of resistance; moreover, Chu Lan’s realm was one level higher than Lin Hao’s—if backlash occurred, Lin Hao’s own safety was entirely uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Liao Xi, clad in armor and holding the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Spear, stepped onto the city wall and gazed coldly over—the two men didn’t recognize him, but they knew Liao Xi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the forces of heaven and earth converged toward Chi You, and faintly discernible within were shadowy figures—perhaps Luo Cheng, Xiang Yu, and others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ears had been cut off, both eyes smashed, his throat gurgling with unintelligible sounds, unable to form a complete sentence. Iron chains as thick as a wrist bound his ankles, making him resemble some grotesque beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had indeed been shocked upon seeing the Nine-Tiered Treasure Box, but his disbelief at the missing Bone-Stitch Nail was feigned. Only two possibilities existed: first, the Bone-Stitch Nail had already vanished when he obtained the Nine-Tiered Treasure Box ten years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I remember my mother telling me once that at my birthday party, someone started by complimenting how fair-skinned I was, but then a whole crowd chimed in saying my double eyelids were beautiful, that I had the face of a naturally wealthy lady, and would grow up to be a great beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he hadn’t anticipated that Emperor Tian Shou’s attention was so meticulous—he had noticed the letter had been opened. Now that it was out, he could only tell the truth, hoping the Emperor would reconsider his punishment based on the letter’s contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Wan led the three down the mountain; they encountered no snakes, insects, or poisonous ants, nor any people—the mist gradually thinned until they finally reached the mountain’s base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only silently extend his hand, pressing it against the rough wooden wall, gently stroking it—as if caressing Asuka’s hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, Shenwu Sect would also get involved. How could the demon tribe’s contest be complete without them? They were the true demon hunters, the Beast Taming Masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Tian Sheng refused to give up so easily; he didn’t answer Jing Ruoyun’s question, but instead frantically recalled everything his Master had taught him over the years—the properties of various pills and methods for treating different injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyun Fei’s eyes glinted with malice; his hand slid to his back, where his famed chef’s knife—his signature weapon—was hidden; as a blade master, he never parted from his blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dan Xin nearly stumbled to her knees, collapsing onto the ground, unable to rise. Two trails of clear tears slowly streamed from her eyes, yet she didn’t know what she was crying for, or for whom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at them—their meals are far better than our bureau cafeteria’s,” Ye Wentian couldn’t help saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his brother say this, he felt a bit embarrassed and thought he should make up for this poor performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grandfather and grandson saw the same emotion in each other’s eyes and, without a word, silently walked into the Grand Tutor’s mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yunfei said nothing; this was a matter between two elders—he wouldn’t interfere, for that was the barest respect for his Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving aside whether Ye Xuanhuan could accomplish it, right now he didn’t even know the bald man was behind this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, whether to open a new path to another world or to ally with a major power, the Wu tribe must concentrate its current strength—otherwise, the outcome would be the opposite of what was intended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Nan gently picked up Xue Muqing’s hands, urging her to carefully examine the differences in their palm lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the many offerings sent ahead must have already fallen into the abyss; perhaps their final consciousnesses were manipulated, dragging their broken bodies to leap in as last scouts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaogen didn’t know that when the wheel of fate turns, opportunity follows—what seemed impossible becomes possible. Under fate’s sway, all things are possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, what are you daydreaming about? Come on, sister’s taking you to eat something delicious,” Long Er immediately grabbed Chu Tianze’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They drove slowly; Luo Fang wasn’t in a hurry—he stared out the window, as if lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough, cough—just a family matter. Let’s get back to ghost hunting,” Ye Xiaofeng said, glancing toward the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes Ye Jiaqi would help him grab red packets; Qiao Sinian was too slow to catch any—but whenever Qiao Sinian did get one, everyone insisted it must have been his wife who grabbed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, a decent hotel was nearby—just a five-minute drive—the owner pulled over right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s pretty fucked up; Lao Zhu didn’t like Wang Rui either, but who could do anything when his agent’s boss was so powerful?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew the Chairman would never agree, and Song Xincheng wouldn’t either—if he left, he’d bring disaster upon the Sanlian Society, White Tiger Hall, and Green Dragon Gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He brought twenty men with him; now, only the three of them remained—the rest mostly died on the bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The father and son, fearless of heaven or earth, second only to the emperor himself—only their mother could speak to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll go buy you water—wait here for me,” Yi Jing hurried off; the cinema sold only drinks, so she had to detour nearby for a lemon water—pure lemon, no additives—and ordered herself a Pepsi.\u003C\u002Fp>",1010,"2026-06-19T18:47:42.084Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9aeef4c4c8d568fa427bdb88d4194e891020b55fa5ecc4584af84b8a92cc6109","there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-165","there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-163",209,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthere-is-a-malevolent-spirit-cover.jpg"]