[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain":3,"chapter-notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-27":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Notes on Cultivation at Wulong Mountain",{"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},2272932,4440,"Chapter 27","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>The Mili Xiang is extremely potent, forged using the unique cultivation method of the Three Mysteries Sect, colorless and odorless, its form nearly imperceptible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the smoke silently seeped in, the breathing within the room began to change, gradually growing coarse and rapid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, faint, almost imperceptible moans arose, twisting and writhing, mournful and lingering, stirring the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Liu Xiaolou and Wei Hongqing outside had no such thoughts; they endured the wait, and after a while, when the sounds grew even more urgent, almost continuous, Wei Hongqing leapt down and pushed at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door bolt snapped with a sharp “crack,” the door flew open, and Liu Xiaolou reached forward, catching the two broken halves of the bolt and setting them aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither the main room nor the east wing was occupied; only the west wing emitted intermittent, agitated movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou drew his Three Mysteries Sword and carefully lifted the curtain of the west wing room. On the bed lay a woman, writhing like a serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing whispered: “His mistress.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They subdued the woman first, then emerged to search the other rooms thoroughly—no Lu Zian was found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing stepped into the courtyard and emitted a “gugugu” sound. Soon after, Zuo Gaofeng, Tan Ba, and Xishan Jushi arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman on the bed, her meridians sealed by Wei Hongqing, still twisted and moaned, making Zuo Gaofeng and Xishan Jushi swallow hard, both asking: “What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing chuckled: “I slipped her some medicine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Ba said: “Shall I keep watch for Brother Zuo and the Jushi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zuo Gaofeng and Xishan Jushi’s hearts stirred with eagerness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing snapped: “Get lost! What kind of time is this to be thinking of that? Move! Search again—Lu Zian isn’t here, so find any trace of his whereabouts!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five of them searched again, each finding something—this courtyard indeed contained clothing and objects used by a man!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing beamed: “I’ve been watching this woman for days—always sneaking around. As expected! Xiao Lou, how long before the drug wears off?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou replied: “About a quarter hour. After the effect fades, she’ll wake on her own.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing shook his head: “We can’t wait.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou answered: “Then just splash water on her to wake her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zuo Gaofeng brought in a bucket of water, admiring the woman’s state with a hint of regret, then finally poured it over her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Splash!” The entire bed was soaked through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Ba and Xishan Jushi stepped outside, taking positions at the east and west ends of the courtyard to keep watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman slowly came to, drenched and unable to move, curled into a trembling, weak heap on the bed, stunned and furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing dragged over a embroidered stool, sat beside the bed, stared into her eyes for a long moment, then said: “You know what we want. I’ll unseal your points—but don’t scream, don’t even think of sending a message. Otherwise, I’ll snap one of your toes right now. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed her left foot and pinched one of her toes: “Such beautiful feet... truly a shame to hurt them...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he increased pressure, fear flashed in her eyes; she whimpered desperately, “Ooh, ooh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing eased off slightly, keeping his grip at the same force: “If you agree to my terms, nod your head.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman nodded frantically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.” Wei Hongqing sent a thread of true qi up from her toe, unsealing the point that blocked her voice. She gagged, then gasped, staring at Wei Hongqing—her fury gone, replaced entirely by terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing said: “I don’t know if you’re aware, but Lu Zian has committed a grave offense. Still, I believe punishment shouldn’t extend to wife or children—especially since you’re not even his wife. Why should you be implicated? Don’t you agree?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman trembled, voice shaking: “Yes...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing continued: “But this requires one condition—I need you to tell me where he is. I swear, if you speak, I won’t touch a single toe of yours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman wept: “What exactly has he done?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing said: “I have no time to explain. Not knowing is better—it has nothing to do with you. Just tell me where he is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman shook her head: “I don’t know...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing frowned: “Your kitchen basket still has unwashed bowls and chopsticks. Nine days ago, you bought a jar of Zhuyeqing from Hongji Wine Shop in the market. Yesterday, you bought another. But I just searched your home—no jars. Five days ago, you bought two cured pork hams at the Yangliu Bay market. Four days ago, a pig’s head. Three days ago, a lamb leg. And every day, you fish three fish from the river. Can you possibly eat all that alone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman wept: “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re mistaken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing sighed, glanced at Zuo Gaofeng. Zuo Gaofeng grinned wickedly. Liu Xiaolou turned: “I’ll stand guard outside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in the courtyard, Liu Xiaolou took a deep breath, trying to clear his thoughts in the cool breeze—when suddenly, a muffled scream tore from the room. It was low and choked, bursting from the lungs, as if the airway was blocked, exploding only within the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xishan Jushi peered over the west wall, glanced at Liu Xiaolou. Liu Xiaolou signaled with a hand gesture: “All’s well.” The man withdrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou walked around the courtyard, past the gate, and spotted a shadow beneath a large tree—Tan Ba.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Ba realized he’d been spotted, so he shrank further right, hiding completely, now invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After circling the courtyard, Liu Xiaolou gained slight clarity: his unease wasn’t unease—it was envy. Envy for the female disciple of Tianmu Mountain’s inner sect, whom Wei Hongqing never spoke of? This key figure, Wei Hongqing always spoke vaguely of—but Tan Ba had heard something, and told Liu Xiaolou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A widow. Ten years his senior. If it were him, could he accept it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought and thought, but couldn’t decide. Perhaps only when the moment arrived would he choose. As a hermit of Wulong Mountain, admiration for the orthodox sects, the desire to rise—these were instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he re-entered the courtyard, he saw Zuo Gaofeng opening the door again, fetching more water. Zuo Gaofeng shook his head at Liu Xiaolou: “This woman’s stubborn as stone. Hard to break.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou entered and saw the woman unconscious. Zuo Gaofeng dumped another bucket of cold water over her—soaked her completely, jolting her awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bore no visible wounds, but with Wei Hongqing and Zuo Gaofeng’s methods, one could make a person beg for death without leaving a mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zuo Gaofeng yanked her hair, dragging her upright. She knelt beside the bed, hunched, struggling to straighten her back, water dripping from her hair onto the floor...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou watched the water pool beneath the bed, seeping into the crack along the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed under the bed: “Something’s wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1152,"2026-06-19T23:11:25.549Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6660f1f3987da06165ede6353fabaee9771f0ad4cb823fb2f6c6093d6e48b51e","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-28","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-26",638,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnotes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-cover.jpg"]