[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ascending-to-the-jade-palace":3,"chapter-ascending-to-the-jade-palace-ascending-to-the-jade-palace-chapter-234":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Ascending to the Jade Palace",{"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},2320696,4538,"Chapter 234: Standing on the Shoulder of the Dropwater Immortal Venerable, Wang Yulou Saw the Distance","ascending-to-the-jade-palace-chapter-234",234,"\u003Cp>Looking at Wang Yulou in the hall, the female cultivator’s eyebrows curved gently with her smiling face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, Xiao Yu has always been here, waiting for you in the Dropwater Cave Heaven.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, warmth and tenderness need no elaborate proof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where did you go? I was here, waiting for you right here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wang Yulou were merely a fifteen-year-old boy just awakening to first love, such unwavering choice from a beauty might have made him leap for joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was not fifteen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lanlan shook her head, deciding to let it go; by now, whether to kill or reclaim Taiwan no longer mattered—so long as Zhou Yu was unharmed, even if she had to die once for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The music academy’s leaders each wore grim expressions; they could not imagine a celebratory gathering had turned into a major disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, Zhou Yu opened his eyes—he felt no pain, so he opened them instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Mo was startled; the air from the air conditioner seemed stronger now, swirling snowflakes through the entire room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Min, at the center, heard the others’ words and burned with fury at the Zhiwang Palace disciples lurking in the shadows—her beloved man had died right before her eyes; this vengeance could never be forgiven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After they left, Xue Mingcan went to find Shou Bo; Shou Bo was someone his great-grandfather had pulled out of a pile of corpses. He was now eighty-one years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With hands crossed against his forehead, the Pope of the Sacred Blood Sect made a prayer for the first time in years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, such gatherings were mainly about bonding—eating, drinking, chatting; no one truly came to savor the cooking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality, Wu Mei was also a very lonely person, just like the protagonist Wang Mo—a recluse who refused to interact with others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sparrows on the electric pole took flight in a sudden rush; the roof tiles grew searing hot. The black cat had vanished without a trace; gazing out, the crimson tiles seemed to steam with heat, merging seamlessly with the blue sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other squad officers all begged Zu Ming—truly absurd. Meng Ren had already confirmed: Zu Ming’s participation in this battle was merely a temporary loan from Zu Zhe to his master Quan Mei; after returning to Jiuyou, he’d likely enter seclusion to break through to Golden Core mid-stage—how could he possibly have time for these fools?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After crossing the rope bridge, Bai He drew a glowing blade from her waist and began violently hacking at the chain before her—clang, clang, clang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the ambush on the Bajiang River, Zhao Lang had been separated from Liu Cui and the others; he never expected to meet them again now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This crab monster was merely an ordinary cosmic creature; how could it withstand even a sliver of Lin Qing’s killing intent? From today onward, even if it survived, it would spend its life in endless hallucinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, it seems the author is getting better at padding—topics keep veering off course. Back to the main point now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now I’ll send you on your way,” Tang Ning said, ending Nasri’s life with the Moselyan dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Lin Qing moved. He slowly spoke four words, then thrust his Xuanyuan straight forward—simple, direct, without a single flourish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Shun pulled Ma Qiang to stop, while Wu Da, accompanied by Jiao Ting, followed the village head out the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, at the usual time, Wu Da arrived precisely—neither early, showing impatience, nor late, pretending to be aloof; just right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brothers, today we march into the frozen frontier. Are you afraid?” Wu Song’s voice boomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baiya also suffered a heavy blow and will likely lie low for a long time afterward—at least within the Four Great Kingdoms. This wasn’t just a loss of combatants; the attack on the city had become so extreme it now terrified everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, icy winds howled, the land lay in ruins, corpses littered the ground, blood floated shields. Broken armor, shattered weapons, neighing warhorses everywhere. This was a battlefield! The two stood stunned—the Ninefold Heaven Palace was truly bizarre.\u003C\u002Fp>",682,"2026-06-20T15:48:27.710Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d0a98ed921186e475e81f8e84ec82702da6202673b494a8235549b27751b3484","ascending-to-the-jade-palace-chapter-235","ascending-to-the-jade-palace-chapter-233",243,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fascending-to-the-jade-palace-cover.jpg"]