[{"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-206":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},2311924,4516,"Chapter 206: What Matters Is Speed","memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-206",206,"\u003Cp>The Grand General Tianzhu Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imperial court officially issued its decree: Er Zhu Rong was appointed Grand General Tianzhu, overseeing all state affairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Rong moved swiftly, and his next two tasks were clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Replace key positions in the Luoyang court with his own men, and grant titles to the northern military meritocrats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Rong had no intention of consulting others; he decided to make these decisions alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the table lay a sheet of white paper, covered with the names of northern military meritocrats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering, she saw three rows: one friend named Liao Zhaiye, another named Binglinchengxia. Neither had turned on voice chat; they typed only. She hadn’t played with them before and didn’t know their usual heroes, so Baoli Guo didn’t pick one yet—she’d adjust her pick later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Junxi said nothing more but followed Yi Nuohan’s instructions, carrying fresh clothes into the bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lan Ran observed for a while, a surge of heat rising in his chest, prompting him to make a sudden decision—he pressed the communication button on his smart glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she plopped down on the steps and played with her phone; the vegetables she’d planted in the mobile version of Animal Crossing seemed ready to harvest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Tianyang trembled as he took the pill from Yang Xia, then knelt and bowed three heavy head-knocks to Yang Xia. Rising, he slapped his chest and vowed: “Uncle Yang Xia, rest assured—I’ll walk the righteous path. When I master the immortal arts, I’ll protect Yujiacun and keep outsiders from bullying our village.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Few knew of this matter; those present all understood that making it public would harm everyone, so no one bothered to tell Li Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized his mistake: “No, I don’t dislike you at all—but we’re not that kind of ‘like,’ you know?” Xu Chen hurriedly said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only spoken offhand. Had Wen Jingzhi not suddenly intervened between him and Wen Nuannuan, he’d never have resorted to such a tactic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ge Ermu’s gaze was terrifying; seeing this look, Yu Xinyu instinctively stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The progress bar had no sharp edges whatsoever—it looked like an inflatable toy, perfectly suited for children over two years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heat before him grew heavier, the danger sensed by his body more lethal—but Dagu didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the age of cold weapons, agriculture was the state’s pillar industry; thus, in Liu Xiang’s eyes, Zhao Guo’s merit was hardly less than that of Han’s frontier generals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For others, finding such a demon might be difficult. But he was different—he knew of one. One such top-tier demon who had long dwelled among mortals and seized a divine position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirits as a lifeform are generally quite agreeable—even relatively hostile ghost-type spirits can coexist harmoniously with humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students of the War Academy are natural scouts, possessing exceptional single-combat burst power and far superior scent and speed compared to ordinary military scouts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Ling Nai, her face slick with sweat, trained as usual, her eyes fixed on the red cloth hanging over the cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before that, may I ask you a question?” the man whispered. His tone was no longer weak and listless as before—it had gained a certain depth, perhaps due to the strange red light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Qing spoke, then turned and walked back inside; her figure was so frail it seemed she might collapse at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yueyao, having been divorced by Xuan Mubai earlier, escaped punishment when Xuan Mubai was executed for the crimes of regicide and patricide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, he was still a sixteen-year-old boy. Now, looking back, that vow of his was a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon Light is the greatest secret of the Demon Altar. When the Demon Armor was dismantled and destroyed, only eight components were taken—its final component was the Demon Light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long after Su Tang had finished speaking, He Lan Feiqiong remained lost in thought, staring at the pool, silent.\u003C\u002Fp>",650,"2026-06-20T12:30:57.237Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","95d2fc78d8d370b5da4133e61257c74a654deb5239612793653979674aefdd7e","memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-207","memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-205",211,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmemoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-cover.jpg"]