[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan":3,"chapter-memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-164":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Memoirs of the Heavenly Khagan",{"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},2311882,4516,"Chapter 164: My Lord, You","memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-164",164,"\u003Cp>Hulao Pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Wang Yuanshen led his army across the Yellow River, he did not even rest for several days, but selected several hundred of his most elite cavalry and arrived before the pass, seeking single combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed Wang Yuanshen was eager to restore morale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the mounted warriors flaunting their might outside the gate, Li Shuang asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who is the leader there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the gate, a general clad in golden armor, riding a white horse, stood among the cavalry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Fan, what did you two talk about? What did the captain ask for?” Linda asked, puzzled as Xiao Fan and the captain approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, since you performed well today, I’ll take you to meet my father,” Zheng Yuan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Zhenzhen paused with the hairpin in hand, frowning as well—her joy had made her forget this detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She used to eat at the same table as me; in my eyes, she was like my younger sister,” Chu Si said, her tone growing colder as she watched Lady Li probe Green Sprout’s place in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the system’s voice, Xiao Fan was about to ask something when suddenly his whole body went numb, as if struck by lightning—this sensation lasted nearly ten seconds before fading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villagers outside sighed again; to those unfamiliar with the nun’s convent, these cultivators were naturally good people, and their words were naturally trustworthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet that negligible delay against Anlek gave Malong just enough time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The constables filed in through the door behind Liu Yunlie; Li Fengxing turned, glanced at him, bowed with a smile, then swept his sleeves and walked inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car drove straight to the city center hospital; the old man had already been waiting there, sitting thin and frail by the window, gazing at the scenery outside, his back hunched severely, leaning on a cane—his silhouette looked even older than last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was cold, hungry, heartbroken, and utterly hopeless about this city; she screamed and wept, pouring out all her grievances, all her helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, under Changyang Xiangkong’s orders, the Wind Chase team was attacking without restraint, ignoring that the Shadows were still under the occult technique—they must intercept Liu Feiyu’s group before they entered the Snow Peak Mountains by a thousand kilometers, or disaster would follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingcheng Blood Rose was both surprised and delighted, relieved she hadn’t chosen the wrong person, though she wondered how Zhang Lin was progressing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I remember my father telling me when he gave me this man: “Yizhou is a highly capable talent—calm in temperament, meticulous in thought; treat him well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the true disciple of the Patriarch of the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect, Wu Xin knew many secrets; thus he understood exactly who the Heavenly Mechanism Elder was. Normally, he wouldn’t even have the qualification to read this letter—no wonder his master had specifically mentioned that this matter concerned him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chatting a few more words with Li Yonggang, Qin Luo walked to the emergency stairwell—sure enough, Datou was on the phone there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the war was not over; ahead lay twenty thousand Sassanid troops in dense formation—there was no chance they would surrender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind and Cloud Guild was a Level Six guild, a fairly high rank within the region, boasting great numbers. Beyond the initial few levels, each subsequent rank-up brought benefits multiplied several times over—including access to system city events and increased maximum guild membership.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not believe Gongsun Peiran was deceiving him; the man had no reason to lie, and what he said was likely true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So basically, whoever was home did the chores, and the duty of cooking had always fallen to Zhou Dingfa—simply because his mother’s cooking was truly not good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After calming down, Xiang Qihang stripped off his sweat-soaked shirt and headed for the bathroom. He had no intention of turning on the light—he knew the layout perfectly and wouldn’t slip in the dark. He simply didn’t want anyone to see light shining from the bathroom window.\u003C\u002Fp>",666,"2026-06-20T12:30:56.711Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f1749b59921f3718a4cde24f358a242a83802cfb357c72112f3a35e996401d18","memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-165","memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-163",211,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmemoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-cover.jpg"]