All Chapters of The Gacha Of Forbidden Taboos: Chapter 111
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Chapter 111: The Brother's Secret
Lin Chen's POVThe violent, silver-threaded silence that followed the collapse of the alchemical dome suffocated the courtyard of the spires. I fell to my knees in the gray slush, my hands trembling so hard they sank deep into the wet charcoal dust. The heavy, freezing iron fragments of my broken slave-collar were scattered around my boots, but the raw skin of my throat wasn't cooling down. Instead, the phantom weight of the lineage was burning hotter, a sharp, white-hot sting radiating from the precise spot where our father’s hidden inscription had been carved into the metal."Junjie..." I choked out, the name catching in my raw, steam-blistered lungs. He'd grown to be everyone's favorite over the last few weeks. Across the ruined plaza, Lin Feng didn't move. He sat like an iron statue beneath the frozen, monument-like chassis of the scavenger golem, his fingers clutched tightly around the charred, crumbling husk of the apprentice. His solitary violet eye was completely wide, un
Last Updated : 2026-06-03
Chapter 112: The Wicked Brew
Yun Qian’s POV The blood dripping from my mangled left shoulder had slowed to a thick, molasses-like crawl, staining the ruined velvet of my tattered gown into a deep, bruised purple.I didn't stay atop the carriage to watch the final calculations of the ledger. The moment the silver lattice of [The Weeping God’s Tear] shattered into fine white dust, the exact second the terminal kinetic force of the Tier-5 core was gagged and smothered by the administrator's miracle pull, I let my body slide effortlessly off the silver-trimmed roof. My bare feet touched the stones without a single vibration, my acoustic parameters perfectly synchronized with the deep, structural groaning of the mountain's shifting foundation.I moved away from the light. I stepped backward, melting into the long, monstrous shadows cast by the burning pillars of the library ruins, watching the unfolding tragedy from the safety of the heavy, oil-slick fog.My eyes were wide, dancing with a beautiful, frantic, and ent
Last Updated : 2026-06-04
Chapter 113: The Citadel Of Iron Laws
Yue's POVNahh, I couldn't let that happen. The cold beyond the provincial border did not merely bite, it audited.Leaving the smoking ruins of the Academy behind, I forced my remaining silver light-wings to expand, the feathers whistling like jagged glass against the high-altitude pressure gradients.Every vertical mile I climbed away from the High-Spires felt like tearing old silk from an unhealed ulcer. The soot of Lin Feng’s newly stabilized [Weeping Domain] still clung to the filigree of my chest piece, a gray, greasy film that refused to dissolve even under the friction of the jet stream. I didn't look back. I couldn't afford to let my internal navigation array log the orientation of the graveyard he was building.Below me, the world flattened into a sterile, white sheet of iron-rimmed tundra, the frost-bitten northern wastes that guarded the approach to the capital. My wings flickered, their luminescent silver lumens dropping by seven percent every three hundred leagues as
Last Updated : 2026-06-04
Chapter 114: The Reclaimed Disrupted Node
Yue's POV Armed with the thirty-day stay of execution, I did not waste a single millisecond celebrating my temporary survival. The silver glyph on my left palm was already warm, a localized fever that radiated through the meat of my hand and sent micro-shocks of pure imperial data up my forearm. Thirty days was a lifetime in a standard skirmish, but to completely reverse a total structural regression across an entire province? It was a razor-thin margin. I needed assets, not raw commoner muscle or the broken, un-enchanted dregs that Lin Feng was currently coddling in the valley, but certified administrative minds who understood the architecture of the old ledger.The upper capital’s asylum sanctuaries were designed specifically for this purpose, repository vaults for the living dead.When a high-tier academy fell or a provincial house was liquidated for systemic errors, those elite disciples who weren't turned into fertilizer were stripped of their primary attributes and stored wi
Last Updated : 2026-06-05
Chapter 115: The First Law Of The Gutter
Lin Feng's POVThe soot from Junjie’s final, violent combustion had finally settled into the crevices of the flagstones.Standing over the empty courtyard where the high-tier elder's ash was scattered, I didn't feel the standard rush of administrative triumph that usually accompanied a 100% sector conquest. My left violet eye tracked the slow, lazy drift of gray flakes as they dissolved into the muddy puddles left behind by the recent regional rainfall. The High-Spires were mine, yes, but they were currently listed as a bankrupt database. The foundations were cracked, the slave-collars were piled in a rusted heap beneath the northern granaries, and the local network latency was fluctuating by nearly thirty percent as the server’s passive logic tried to reconcile an empire without subjects.With a twitch of my left thumb, I pulled upward on the empty air, opening the fully unlocked Gacha interface.The screen didn't display the standard golden lottery banners or the flashy, premium-
Last Updated : 2026-06-05
Chapter 116: The Ghost Of The First Forge
Lin Feng's POV“Why won't you just go!” I complained, this shit was about to uncover uncomfortable memories. Things I much rather would forget about. The violet interface text refused to flush from my vision. Even as I closed my single eye, the frantic, scrolling crimson errors burned straight through my eyelids, a relentless waterfall of broken code that kept dragging old data fields out of the deepest partitions of my mind. I closed both eyes hoping that would make it go away, even when I knew it wouldn't. And it didn't. WARNING: Historical Buffer Overflow. Sub-Routine 'Pre-Fall' remains unlatched.The system was forcing me to remember. It was forcing me to look back at the years before the silver slave-collars were forged, back when the High-Spires were still clean and the name Lin Feng didn't taste like ash in the mouths of the regional lords. In those days, my core hadn't been a blackened, dead lump of coal, it had been a raw, pulsing forge-fire, unrefined and smelled of low-b
Last Updated : 2026-06-06
Chapter 117: The Geometry Of Equal Strike
Yue's POV“Ughhh…” I wiped sweat off my eyelashes. The weight of a common granite block, stripped of its structural weight-reduction metadata, was exactly seventy-four pounds.I knew this because my lower spine had been calculating the metric for three straight hours. Attempting to coordinate the local stone-masons in the middle of the lower courtyard had devolved into a slow, grinding exercise in systematic frustration. Before Lin Feng executed his radical directive, a single sweep of my high-tier gravity manipulation would have lifted a dozen of these monolithic foundation stones into the sky, positioning them along the southern parapets with the effortless precision of a master script. Now, my silver light-wings were nothing but dead, calcified stumps beneath my shirt. The [Equalization Protocol] made it absolutely impossible to call upon the upper-tier registries, the moment my spirit-channels tried to compress the local air to create a localized lift-field, the ambient atmosp
Last Updated : 2026-06-06