[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner":3,"chapter-i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-138":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm Not Crazy—This Is the Emperor's Banner",{"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},2291478,4480,"Chapter 138: To Phoenix Ridge","i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-138",138,"\u003Cp>Where are we going now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving Lin Jianming’s house, Ruan Hongzhuang asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let’s take a stroll in the western suburbs, Shen Siyuan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You want to go to Chaotian Temple?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Siyuan nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruan Hongzhuang said, I’ve lived in Xiajing for years, but I’ve never heard of any Daoist temple in the western suburbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, she pulled out her phone to check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Ruan Hongzhuang attended Qiantang University,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were in the mountains, where trees blocked the view, and it was night now—Gu Jingshen didn’t know what was in that grassland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Xu Dang left the room, Ji Yunxi softly uttered an unclear sentence: Mr. Xu, you’d support me, wouldn’t you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For all these years, the Prefect’s Mansion has kept Beimang Sword Sect from moving a muscle for good reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that’s the case, wouldn’t it mean handing over my life and fortune entirely to others, out of my own control?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Han was about to call out to her when a highly courteous voice came from nearby: Excuse me, are you Elder Long?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enough, it’s too late, we have to return tomorrow—everyone go rest, Old Man An waved to them, leaning on his cane as he slowly walked into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’ve dreamed of recovery for so long—what’s a little pain? If they can be healed, even if it kills them, they’d welcome it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What do you mean? Tang Wulin felt strange; honestly, he didn’t even know what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Qian, we need to carefully consider the price of this song, Chen Youjun interjected awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jingshen’s gaze was slightly wounded. He said nothing, but Gu Qianqian saw it—he was truly jealous, and out of nowhere, jealous of the fox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Zhiyang stepped out of the wooden cabin, clad in white robes, looking elegant. He glanced casually at Zhou Buyi and the others nearby, then, expressionless, led Xiao Yan and the rest toward town—the host of today’s Four Academies Competition would announce the rules, after which the tournament would officially begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the Three Gorges breach poured nonstop, it would still take at least five hundred years to drain the floodwaters and restore the basin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After picking up Zhang Yinuo home, Zhang Jiazhe found that Song Bainian and Song Yali were both at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t speak, but Xiao Yan had already sensed the topic—he didn’t continue the conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor slept lightly; at the slightest sound, he woke up, but Rong Wanxi turned over and went back to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xie, do you really think there are people in this world who are completely unrelated but look exactly alike? His friend didn’t answer Gong Shaoxie’s question but asked his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Xingcan’s summer vacation was unbearably dull. She stayed home all day, gloomy and unwilling to go anywhere—either watching TV or sleeping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After long inner struggle, Xia Fangyuan lowered her head, her quiet voice reaching Gong Shaoxie’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy crash echoed—the black giant fist and the remaining fire needles held for a moment; as the fist faded, the needles vanished in large numbers. When the black fist completely dissipated, Xiao Yan was struck as if by a massive blow, slamming hard into the wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As their meetings grew more frequent, the sense of unspoken understanding, mutual sympathy, and care between them deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ralph continued ranting as if he enjoyed it, until another classmate rushed in from outside and shouted, making him stop his actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Xiao Yi struggle to hold on, Philipxis and the others who couldn’t join the battle grew frantic. Though they knew this couldn’t continue, they couldn’t bring themselves to say, “Lift the restrictions—free combat,” because the person Xiao Yi protected behind him was their junior and apprentice.\u003C\u002Fp>",627,"2026-06-20T03:53:08.657Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","28bd824226f4901907a71bf171a9d9d5c5a2a10a3d2240774c848faef4927f7c","i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-139","i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-137",623,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-cover.jpg"]