[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-watching-the-immortals-fall":3,"chapter-watching-the-immortals-fall-watching-the-immortals-fall-chapter-361":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Watching the Immortals Fall",{"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},2260234,4410,"Chapter 361: Then We","watching-the-immortals-fall-chapter-361",361,"\u003Cp>Whether or not there is someone deeper behind the thousand-year clans’ collusion to bring disaster, the matter itself has come to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demonic cultivator who ascended through divine fortune has been executed, and the ruins have been stripped bare by the Immortal Sects—there’s little chance they can stir up trouble again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the warm room heated by the brazier, Ji You sipped his soup as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing in this world that can surpass the Immortal Sects is the divine fortune within the ruins; without it, even the darkest schemer’s malice is powerless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So even if not all those killed or captured in the earlier campaign were truly guilty, now that the ruins are empty, even the deepest masterminds can only suppress their intentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as he said this, Ji You felt an odd unease, a sense of discomfort crawling over his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For if such a person truly exists, and the Chu and Li families seek the Sacred Artifact, then what does this person seek?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his head, gazing at the Immortal Sword Mountain’s young inspector, whose face glowed like jade in the firelight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discussion is better than silent brooding, because different perspectives can highlight different angles, leading to more comprehensive conclusions—so he wanted to know what the prickly ghost thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he looked up, he found Yan Shuyi staring coldly at her bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bastard drank all the soup…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After long contemplation, Yan Shuyi silently clenched her sock in her palm, slipped her jade foot into her shoe, and rose slowly, feigning calm composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young inspector’s figure was exquisite—curves where they should be, contours where they belonged; standing sideways in the room, paired with her usual icy expression, she looked like a goddess of severed emotions descending from heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth of this matter need not be rushed—if that person has truly laid down his arms, all is well; if he still harbors intent, he will inevitably reveal himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This inspector has endured long travel and is weary. Today’s discussion ends here. Whatever else, we’ll speak of it later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those words, the young inspector turned without expression toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had ordered Zhuo Wanqiu to prepare a room in the western wing; now, she intended to return and sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before she took a single step, her wrist was seized, and her eyes flickered with a flash of panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a swirl of fragrant wind, she was pulled close, her supple body instantly collapsing into Ji You’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ll speak of it later”—he wholeheartedly agreed with that phrase, and prepared to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, sword qi surged through the small room, the thick energy causing the furnace’s flames to roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the torrent of spiritual energy, the young inspector’s outer robe and inner tunic slipped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a blink, only her yellow silk bellyband remained; one hand waved as she clashed fists and palms with Ji You, while her snow-white body was lifted onto the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lao Qiu and Kuangcheng both said you’ve spent your days on Immortal Sword Mountain dreaming of giving me a child—Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu said the same. Are they lying to me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was merely to continue the bloodline of Xuanjian Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then why did you run? Ji You looked down at her beautiful phoenix eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In response came a heavy punch laced with thick spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muffled thuds echoed through the room, but fortunately, the main house was separated from the eastern and western courtyards by gardens and ponds, allowing them to carry on unchecked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as the fight went on, the stranger’s robes were torn open by her hands; suddenly, the young inspector beneath him froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Battle of the Heavenly Altar, Ji You’s deepest injury was to his meridians—but that didn’t mean he had no external wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long scar still marred his torn shoulder, and his abdomen bore clear claw marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the Six Immortal Sects, only Immortal Sword Mountain lacks a Linjing cultivator. How can a mere Zhongjing inspector guard the mountain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feared for you—he went to assassinate Chu Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Heavenly Altar opened, the malevolent qi surged like an ocean—it was nearly a death trap, even the direct disciples hesitated to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inspector, Master-in-law tore open the Heavenly Altar and slew Chu Xian within the malevolent qi, then collapsed from his injuries and fell into a coma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Shuyi’s mind replayed the descriptions she’d heard on Immortal Sword Mountain; her crimson lips bit down lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew well: even the most perilous events, when told by others, become mere stories—but the killing intent within them can end a life in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She understood perfectly what it meant for a cultivator to lose themselves in the Heavenly Altar, and how impossibly difficult it was to slay an opponent of equal strength but no restraints within malevolent qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a thing was nearly certain death—but he still leapt in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he’d always disliked the Immortal Sects; their downfall might even have pleased him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You noticed she had stopped punching, looked down, and saw her gaze fixed on his wounds, her eyes faintly filled with concern; he slowed his movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just superficial injuries—I was nearly healed by the time I awoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where were you hurt most?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My meridians were drained dry, the violent extraction causing constant atrophy—but I endured it. Ji You whispered, gently holding her snow-white foot suspended in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mere student of the Tiny Heavenly Book Academy, you’ve got some talent, don’t you? Yan Shuyi said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You narrowed his eyes, thinking: you’re wearing nothing but a bellyband, barely covering your curves—how are you still acting aloof?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he silently grumbled, he felt his body suddenly slide downward, pinned by her legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the dim night, the young inspector glanced aside, unable to resist gently parting her knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bastard…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night was bright, stars and moon turning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her snow-white hands instantly twisted the bedcovers into countless creases; her suspended feet clenched tightly in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the bed began to shake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold immortal trembled violently, her moans filled with cries of “bastard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark night without lanterns was long, especially in winter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Xū hour when darkness fell until Chén hour when light returned, it lasted seven full hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a long night left sleep as the only option—there was nothing else to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, in this era, kerosene was rare, more expensive than grain, so no one dared light lamps to sit idly; everyone retired as soon as night fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in Master Ji’s chamber, the storm and wind raged without pause, the wet slaps rising and falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, a flood broke its dam, yet the gale and rain continued unabated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several rounds, the humiliated and furious young inspector began to regret it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re not healed yet…!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m healed. Warm-up’s over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bold student of the Heavenly Book Academy, don’t you dare come again…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then what should we do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You stared at her with solemn expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Shuyi sat up with a soft pop, her face streaked with tears, wary—but she saw the bastard staring at her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, she froze; then her eyes instantly brimmed with lethal intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After winter’s arrival, Fengzhou’s temperature plunged sharply; in the late night, snow began falling again, swirling down thickly, and by morning it hadn’t ceased—it had grown heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Zhong and the servants had risen early, following the thick smoke to inspect Ji’s Zhai ’s earth-fire channels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The children of the Zhai also played joyfully in the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You was awakened by the noise from the front courtyard; slowly opening his eyes, he glanced at the snow-white inspector in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cultivators don’t need prolonged sleep; moments like this, sleeping through the entire night, were rare. The last time was in the bamboo pavilion on Danshan—utterly refreshing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man truly needs a wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You murmured softly, rising quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if sensing the movement, Yan Shuyi in her sleep furrowed her brow, instinctively reaching for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment her hand touched his arm, the unease in her brow vanished, and she sank back into peaceful slumber, like a cute cat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Ji You slowed his movements, waiting until she fell fully asleep again before rising, picking up her bellyband and undergarments from the floor and placing them beside the bed, washing, dressing, and stepping out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Shuyi came looking for him—she changed his original plan, but also brought new changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the matter of Master Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You found Lao Qiu in the front courtyard and told him to send someone to Yuyang County to bring over Master Chen’s old belongings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Chen’s old belongings? Young Master, do you know where he is?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roughly speaking, yes.\u003C\u002Fp>",1466,"2026-06-19T15:28:41.422Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0cf5be0c3b97235ebb00c0ce7c063bbde3beda22d4a7273c48879d1b543fb36f","watching-the-immortals-fall-chapter-362","watching-the-immortals-fall-chapter-360",430,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwatching-the-immortals-fall-cover.jpg"]