[{"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-32":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},2263138,4416,"Chapter 32: 31、That Grasping Heaven","there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-32",32,"\u003Cp>31、That Grasping Heaven\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, when ordinary thought-silks turned into blood thought-silks, Zhou Chang had entertained the thought: “Could I directly extract delusion-nourishment from the zhen corpse using thought-silks?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this way, he could suppress Zhou Chang’s corpse with thought-silks while using the delusion-nourishment within it to strengthen his spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such a cycle, how could he fail to fully bring the zhen corpse under control?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the blood thought-silks had transformed into iron thought-silks, his earlier idea seemed to have gained potential for realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He manipulated that single iron thought-silk; as his mind shifted, the end embedded in the zhen corpse’s flesh instantly hollowed out, like a needle’s eye, and as he urged his intent, it violently began to draw in the corpse’s delusion-nourishment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chang’s corpse immediately twisted into a grotesque grimace, mouth opening to scream!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But another strand of blood thought-silk slithered back, swiftly piercing through the corpse’s lips and sewing its mouth and nose shut!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The zhen corpse thrashed violently within the coffin chamber, yet emitted not a single sound!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That iron thought-silk embedded within it began to suck out the delusion-nourishment stored in its corpse!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The iron-black strand of thought-silk, as it absorbed the delusion-nourishment, momentarily became ethereal and variegated!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Zhou Chang suddenly felt his vision grow chaotic; hallucinatory, indescribable scenes began unfolding before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were no longer eyes; in that instant, they seemed to have become ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ears were no longer ears; at this moment, they seemed to have become his navel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hallucinations more terrifying than the “wind of nourishment” that had swept through the wine cellar clung to Zhou Chang’s spirit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These hallucinations could not be described in words!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He constantly reminded himself in his mind: “If I don’t stop drawing in the zhen corpse’s delusions, my spirit will shatter under this terror!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he could no longer control the thought-silks; he could not react effectively!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those bizarre, surreal images flashed through his mind like slides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From among these images, he caught one scene—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw this morning, himself, his grandfather, Shi Danshi, and Yang Rui gathered around the dining table, flipping through the book Yang Rui had bought for five copper coins: The Great Mind Elixir Scripture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mere two or three pages, which he could never have understood before, now in this state, began to make sense to him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each incomplete Chinese character instantly transformed into a limb-deformed little figure, searching the pages for limbs—suitable or unsuitable—to attach to its own missing parts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These little figures grew increasingly twisted and monstrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhou Chang “read” these deformed figures, he heard voices:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Egg-sheath prototype That Grasping Heaven…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The demon seed has fallen, but the divine essence has not yet been bestowed…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chant the spell: Om Ma Na Tza, embryo transforms, my form changes, grant me your essence…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single word in those voices, Zhou Chang understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet when he tried to combine them, he could not grasp their meaning at all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he did not stop drawing in the zhen corpse’s delusion-nourishment now, his own spirit-soul would perish before the zhen corpse, becoming a gui—and perhaps, by some twist of fate, transform into a demon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “delusion-mycelium” growing on the rice mound were in fact pure thoughts stripped of delusion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Absorbing them could strengthen one’s spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the delusion-nourishment within the zhen corpse, and the wind of nourishment that occasionally swept through the wine cellar, brought nothing but harm to ordinary people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through personal trial and error, Zhou Chang now understood the difference more deeply—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Awake! Awake! Awake!” That thought, once dominant in Zhou Chang’s mind, was now merely one insignificant thought among many.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every one of his thoughts screamed wildly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each sought to seize dominance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This caused his mind to grow ever more chaotic, sinking deeper into the vortex of delusion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until Zhou Chang used that single clear thought to link with a strand of thought-silk, probing it into the thumb-bone ring, the hole named “Aoduojie”—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aoduojie!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the hole, the boy’s voice calling for his dog companion had become Zhou Chang’s voice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chang called out for Aoduojie!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aoduojie barked loudly in response!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid Aoduojie’s barking, more and more of Zhou Chang’s thoughts broke free from the hallucination, gradually regaining dominance, until finally he pulled the iron thought-silk from the zhen corpse’s flesh—his mind slowly returned to normal!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Splash!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a vigorous sound of water erupted from the living spring a few steps away from the coffin chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chang had no time to rest; he immediately summoned his thought-silks scattered outside and drew them all back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind of nourishment blew after the water sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought-silks Zhou Chang had reclaimed wrapped around the entire zhen corpse, preventing it from absorbing the wind of nourishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After an indeterminate time, the wind of nourishment gradually ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The living spring once again gurgled, as if the ghostly deity that had emerged from the spring now returned, sated, to its source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chang waited awhile, then repeated the same steps he had taken yesterday to strengthen his thought-silks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prepare to awaken!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several hours later, Qian Chaodong’s voice echoed from the farthest, highest reaches of the wine cellar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the silent wine cellar, various sounds gradually emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chang heard the sound of fermented grain being shoveled open outside the coffin chamber; strands of thought-silk, either dark red as blood or black as iron, retracted into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed the zhen corpse’s internal state, weaving blood thought-silks into its internal vessels and winding iron thought-silks around its bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having spent the entire day in the wine cellar, thanks to the increased base of his thought-silks, his gains far surpassed those of previous days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All newly formed ordinary thought-silks had turned into blood thought-silks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those already transformed into blood thought-silks had all become iron thought-silks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I must find Bai Xiue quickly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chang slightly shifted his body within the narrow coffin chamber; as iron thought-silks propped up the corpse’s flesh and blood thought-silks coiled around its skin, he increasingly felt the fierce, terrifying power contained within this zhen corpse—and could now channel a portion of it through his thought-silks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This further highlighted the importance of thought-silks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding Bai Xiue and keeping her by his side had become Zhou Chang’s top priority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thought-robe had only recovered about one-third; the remaining majority of thought-silks needed replenishment through Bai Xiue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Wen San and Wen Si together pried open the coffin lid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the dim light, Zhou Chang opened his eyes and fixed them on Wen San, who had dared to glance over—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen San involuntarily shrank his neck; he felt as if this man in the coffin could see through his thoughts!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dared not look at Zhou Chang again; he ordered his younger brother Wen Si to watch here, while he went elsewhere to continue working—Wen San would not stay a single moment longer beside Zhou Chang, fearing he might involuntarily respond to his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chang rose, stepping out of the coffin chamber in one stride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood beside Wen Si, his towering frame completely obscuring Wen Si’s figure, causing Wen Si to feel a flicker of fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Qian Chaodong approached, glanced at the grain on both sides of the cellar covered in mycelium, and said to Zhou Chang: “Your madness still needs curing. Come again tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chang nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Chaodong looked up at him, said nothing more, and turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Qian Chaodong’s fat body sway as he walked away, Zhou Chang turned his head to observe Wen Si, smiling: “Wen Si, do you want to go home? Your brother told me—he asked me to send a message to your family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Si suddenly raised his head—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Chang’s towering figure, backlit by the dim light, became pure black in that instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness expanded into an ocean, carrying Zhou Chang’s calm voice, repeating over and over inside Wen Si’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Si’s pupils trembled; his mouth opened wide like a fish gasping on land, unable to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>",1347,"2026-06-19T18:47:42.084Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a8102f7fbe811eec553a3355eb8d61e37e3523094a85edb007cf7d3bf13a973f","there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-33","there-is-a-malevolent-spirit-chapter-31",209,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthere-is-a-malevolent-spirit-cover.jpg"]