[{"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-576":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},2273481,4440,"Chapter 576: Buy!","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-576",576,"\u003Cp>“Sect Master, Gao takes his leave. Should you need me, send a letter—I will come at once!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Han, rest assured—I’ll seek you out for both good and bad news.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To be honest, Sect Master, since I met you, every time you’ve called on me, it’s been for something good. I truly hope you won’t be so formal—let me help with the bad things too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood, Brother Han. Safe travels.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the heavy rain, the two parted with tears, turning away from each other, their figures vanishing into the mist and downpour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Shanqing always acted with caution, one reason his master Zhenyuanzi favored him. After fighting the monkey last time and learning it had some skill, he didn’t tangle further—he simply summoned his Sleeveless Universe technique midair again, and the monkey, confused and helpless, was snatched back inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Lili trembled violently before the window, stomping her feet nonstop, shaking her shoulders, and slapping her body frantically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People say encounters between souls are fate, but when fate ends, we scatter like clouds in the sky—blown apart by a single gust of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, what’s happened? Why are you frowning?” The Kunlun Sect Master walked toward Bai Yu, who stood atop Baiyu Peak gazing at the snowscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Ri Zhan was about to placate the situation with empty words and defer further action, the scene shifted once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, though Hu Li Daxian’s head had fallen off, his body remained upright. He gestured with his left hand toward the head on the ground—the severed head suddenly flew up and reattached itself to his neck, as if nothing had happened. The Green Lion Demon was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yi handed the jade vial to Li Hu. Li Hu opened it and found more than fifty pills inside; his hands trembled with excitement. Fifty pills might mean little to an inner disciple, but for an outer disciple, it was five years’ worth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly! Qin Ping, you’re too hasty—Wang Ke isn’t that young.” Uncle also chuckled in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked like he was about to attack Qiao Xin—the poverty-alleviation cadres trembled in fear, wanting to call the police.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After staring at him solemnly for several seconds, Dalle turned, closed the door, and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The convoy sped through the city amid Li Huan and Shangguan Qing’s laughter, arriving at the Saint Rona Hotel in the San Miguel district south of the Pasig River. This hotel was a five-star establishment; though less famous than major chains, it was chosen primarily for security.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone who can’t even bear to lose dares to challenge Brother Xuan in mental arithmetic? Losing isn’t terrifying—what’s terrifying is lacking even the courage to lose. You’re bringing shame to Jianghai Middle School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had too many regrets left unaddressed, too many debts owed to Gu Tingyuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Junfeng’s gaze followed Tang Fei’s figure up the stairs; when he finally vanished at the stairwell, the pain in his eyes could no longer be concealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu didn’t even glance at Xie Weichao and the others—he knelt before Ye Xuan like a loyal hound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crash—” A heavy sound rang out as a solid wooden chair smashed squarely into Ruan Mengmeng’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would’ve thought this boss was such a passionate man, daring to treat an international guest like this? Absolutely incredible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Lü frowned, pondering for a long while, but still couldn’t recall what it was. Finally, he rolled his neck and decided to stop thinking—he’d remember someday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I guess, as more and more dried sand turned into crimson crystal, until it began to overflow the hexagon, it started piling upward, right?” Hei Mu said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Tang Tian’s request for this sea voyage wasn’t high—just enough to cross the coast near the Tang Empire and confirm arrival at the Goguryeo city of Pingyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Liu must have had grounds to set this route; otherwise, relying solely on Zhao Ci’s intelligence, he couldn’t have deduced the exact path. The route Old Liu chose for me must have another basis—the Yellow Spring Secret Files.\u003C\u002Fp>",668,"2026-06-19T23:11:27.143Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","889c72de30fa5dafb949a3700d29edaf3837d05ffafb8aca2c05d2a059c71892","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-577","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-575",638,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnotes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-cover.jpg"]