[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wuxia-fortune-telling-in-snow-moon-city-persuadi":3,"chapter-wuxia-fortune-telling-in-snow-moon-city-persuadi-wuxia-fortune-telling-in-snow-moon-city-persuadi-chapter-396":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Wuxia: Fortune-Telling in Snow-Moon City, Persuading Lady Guo to Remarry",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},2026083,3062,"Chapter 396","wuxia-fortune-telling-in-snow-moon-city-persuadi-chapter-396",396,"\u003Cp>\"Kid, you dare to hurt me, I will destroy you, destroy you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Ma Ma Fatong struggled frantically.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Su Hang sighed, kicked him in the stomach, sent him flying five or six meters, and smashed him against the wall, causing the wall to collapse and dust to splash everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>This fellow actually dared to threaten him. Although he did not fear their Qinghai Sect, Su Hang did not intend to wipe them out completely either.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Get back to your Qinghai Sect. Remember, do not come and harass me again, otherwise next time I will not mind turning your Qinghai Sect into a river of blood!\" Su Hang shouted coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Ma Ma Fatong lay in the ruins, unable to crawl up for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>He knew that he had encountered an expert.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The kick Su Hang had just delivered had already injured him.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Ma Ma Fatong stood up while clutching his stomach, glaring at Su Hang opposite him.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Su Hang’s expression was indifferent. He knew Ma Ma Fatong was unconvinced, but unfortunately, he did not want to bother with him. If not for his reservations about the Qinghai Sect, he would have ended his life long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"We shall see.\" After leaving behind a harsh threat, Ma Ma Fatong stumbled away with his disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Watching the two leave, the corners of Su Hang’s mouth curled into an arc. \"I certainly hope you do not come to provoke me again; otherwise, I will not show mercy next time!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The night was cool and the wind was clear. Su Hang sat alone by the bed, his mind filled with thoughts. Whether Ma Ma Fatong was truly acting under someone else's orders or if they really had ambitions, Su Hang had already made up his mind to teach them a lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>On the other side, Master Master Kucheng arrived at the territory of the Ming Cult only after resolving the matter with Ye Ye Changqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Looking at the Shaolin Sect members opposite, Zhang Zhang Wuji felt extremely angry; these were the people his grandfather was hostile toward, and he naturally shared the same hatred!\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>However, he did not make a move. It was Yin Tianzheng standing to the side who spoke first: \"Master Master Kucheng has arrived quite quickly!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Amitabha!\" Master Kucheng pressed his palms together and chanted. \"This poor monk just happened to pass by.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Heh, happened to? Master Master Kucheng, your lies are becoming increasingly baseless,\" Yin Tianzheng mocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Master Kucheng nodded slightly, then raised his hand and struck a palm toward Yin Tianzheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Courting death.\" A ferocious look appeared on Yin Tianzheng’s face, and he also met the strike with a palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Boom~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The two palms collided, and with a flip, wood chips flew everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The two men each retreated a step, neither showing weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Hmph, Master Kucheng, both you and I are experts. You actually resorted to a sneak attack on this old man; you really have regressed as you’ve aged.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"You are right, this old monk has indeed regressed. How about this, Benefactor Yin, shall you and I fight for another few hundred rounds?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The two stood in a standoff, their gazes meeting in the air, sparks flying, and a rich intent to battle rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Hmph, no need for more talk. Once this old man slaughters you, we shall discuss the victor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>As he spoke, Yin Tianzheng’s figure suddenly flickered, turning into a residual shadow as he lunged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Bang!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>A punch was thrown, like an iron hammer striking a drum; the air itself vibrated, and a ripple visible to the naked eye spread out, causing everyone nearby to look over.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>This was a contest between experts. Although they had not used martial techniques, and had not even circulated their internal energy, the pure physical attack was still terrifyingly peerless.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Not far away, Zhang Zhang Wuji was also watching the spectacle. Seeing this shocking contest, Zhang Zhang Wuji was filled with emotion. Is this the strength of the Innate Realm? It is truly too terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Boom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The two traded another blow head-on, and both retreated three feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Master Kucheng, you bald donkey, I didn't expect that in just a few short years, your cultivation would advance so rapidly. No wonder you could become the Abbot,\" Yin Tianzheng said in a deep voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Likewise,\" Master Kucheng responded, refusing to be outdone. Although his words were polite, he did not feel very comfortable inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Heh.\" Yin Tianzheng laughed. \"Since that is the case, let us exchange a few more moves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Amitabha, I don't think that is necessary.\" Master Kucheng shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Yin Tianzheng raised an eyebrow. \"Are you afraid?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Master Kucheng glanced at him with contempt. \"Benefactor Yin, after so many years, have you still not learned your lesson?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Yin Tianzheng’s face changed slightly, and he asked coldly, \"Master Kucheng, what do you mean by that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Master Kucheng slowly took a step forward, cold light flashing in his eyes. \"Benefactor Yin, I advise you not to stir up trouble recently, lest you trigger a conflict between the two sects and cause unnecessary losses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"You...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Yin Tianzheng was furious. \"Master Kucheng, do you think I am afraid of you? I am now a Protector of the Ming Cult; what are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Master Kucheng smiled faintly. \"Benefactor Yin, although the Ming Cult is a prosperous sect in the Jianghu, you must understand that the Ming Cult is not your personal Ming Cult. Furthermore, you have forgotten that you are only a nominal member; the power you currently possess is entirely illusory.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Hahahaha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Yin Tianzheng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and looked up to the sky, laughing loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Soon, he became serious again, his eyes filled with killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Just as he was about to rush forward, he saw Zhang Zhang Wuji stop him from the side. \"Grandfather, let me handle him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Ever since Zhang Zhang Wuji finished cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Art, he had not had a chance to test it on anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>His previous sparring with Xie Xun and the others had only been to the point of stopping when appropriate.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Hmm, Zhang Wuji, be careful.\" Yin Tianzheng nodded upon hearing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Master Kucheng was a very thorny character. Although he did not fear Master Kucheng, Master Kucheng was the Abbot of Shaolin, and his strong strength could not be underestimated. If Zhang Zhang Wuji acted rashly, he would likely be the one to suffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Master Kucheng stood still, his eyes fixed on Zhang Zhang Wuji. He did not take Zhang Zhang Wuji seriously; Zhang Zhang Wuji was indeed excellent, but he was ultimately not his match. Even if his talent was extraordinary, the gap between them was not small.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Zhang Zhang Wuji leaped into the martial arts arena, standing opposite Master Kucheng, his thick internal energy condensing on the surface of his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Junior, you are the most excellent young person I have ever seen.\" Master Kucheng sized Zhang Zhang Wuji up for a few seconds before suddenly speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Zhang Zhang Wuji was slightly surprised, not understanding what Master Kucheng meant by this.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"I came here today only to warn you all not to stir up trouble recklessly, otherwise, do not blame the Shaolin Sect for being impolite,\" Master Kucheng said.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Zhang Zhang Wuji frowned. The people of the Shaolin Sect were not good people; seeing him now with an air of detachment from the world made Zhang Zhang Wuji feel somewhat disgusted. \"Master Kucheng, you don't need to tell me this nonsense. The debt for my parents' deaths will be repaid by me today!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Master Kucheng shook his head and sighed. \"Obsessed and refusing to repent. Since that is the case, then show me your true ability and let me see what qualifications you have to be the Young Master of the Ming Cult!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>0 .. ....\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Whoosh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>As his voice fell, the monk’s robes on Master Kucheng’s body suddenly moved without wind. A wild wind whistled, causing the surrounding tables and chairs to rattle.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Zhang Zhang Wuji’s pupils shrank; clearly, he had not expected Master Kucheng to possess such deep internal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Hah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Following this, Master Kucheng let out a low shout, his figure suddenly erupting as he lunged toward Zhang Zhang Wuji.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>An incomparably majestic pressure descended suddenly, and the entire manor seemed to fall into a state of oppression in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The air was filled with a suffocating sense of pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Master Kucheng pushed his arms out levelly, his palms faintly carrying a wisp of golden light—it was the Dharma Fist Seal, crushing the air along its path and emitting a sharp whistling sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Chr\u002F>\u003Cp>\u003Cem>— Author's Notes —\u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>·· ·······Seeking flowers0 ······\u003C\u002Fp>",1447,"2026-06-15T20:59:10.296Z","2026-06-17T08:46:13.436Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","ed7371d857bc7d868f0dbb0626ae10721b47c150384381552093f5c6adf7c579","wuxia-fortune-telling-in-snow-moon-city-persuadi-chapter-397","wuxia-fortune-telling-in-snow-moon-city-persuadi-chapter-395",445,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwuxia-fortune-telling-in-snow-moon-city-persuadi-cover.jpg"]