[{"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-620":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},2273525,4440,"Chapter 620: Some Old Acquaintances","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-620",620,"\u003Cp>After reading Zhao’s letter and seeing that Zhao Yongchun expressed no objection to the matter, Hou Elder naturally agreed to drop the investigation, though he was deeply puzzled by the letter’s origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Jun returned quickly and said to Liu Xiaolou: “Hou Elder wishes to meet with you, Master Liu. Please come with me to Chui Liu Ting Mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does he want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hou Elder is curious about the letter and has some questions for you, Master Liu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a violent ice whirlwind, Xiao Luo burst forth from one side, while the bone dragon was slightly slowed by the swirling ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mavis showed no anger; she nodded, shrugged, gestured for us to go ahead, then ran back to the car herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Shan Xiyu, Wen Qiyuan recalled that Xin Yao had once worked at his company in Britain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Di shouted excitedly from the opposite car, his face twisted with a grotesque, ecstatic grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lack of a double hull wasn’t the worst part—the real problem was that helium production was a closely guarded secret of the China Consortium, so these counterfeit airships used hydrogen instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Hui stared at the flame vortex now seven meters tall, his expression far from calm. He had originally estimated Yang Hui’s strength as merely a powerful Spirit Master of the Sixth Layer—but when Yang Hui unveiled this final trump card, Yue Hui realized his assessment had been wildly off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Rong understood this, so she said nothing, only turned and left Song Jianguo’s office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goodbye, this world—I am about to enter the world of darkness, but I feel no regret, for I have lived, and I have seen the light bathed in sunshine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, you really are unlucky. You look respectable enough—must’ve done something to break her heart, so she never wants to see you again?” Chen Yue’s tone was tinged with bitterness, thick with hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sato said nothing, only coldly curled his lips, slowly raised his arm, gripped the pistol, closed his left eye, and pulled the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xiaohan and Xie Jiuhuo left the Prison of Sin and Evil together; only he knew it was solely because of that pair of innocent, pleading eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unnoticed, three men—dyed hair, ear piercings, visible tattoos, clearly thugs—kept glancing over at Wang Yue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shiqiang tried to soothe Fan Yanyan’s emotions, but nothing he said worked now—unless Ouyang Xueqi appeared before him, perfectly restored! So Liu Shiqiang told Fan Yanyan how they’d received the alarm call and how they’d located them via Ouyang Xueqi’s phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scorching breath rushed against his face; Lan Xiangting’s warm, fiery lips pressed tightly against Lu Anning’s, his kiss carrying a punitive edge, as if determined to drain every breath from Lu Anning’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Fan Yanyan suddenly felt melancholy—he still couldn’t let go of this world. In other words, he missed the life he’d once had with Ouyang Xueqi and Zhang Zhen. How he wished they could both return to this world… Of course, if Zhang Zhen dared to pursue Ouyang Xueqi again, he would never yield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fan Yanyan, you’re that worried about me?” Ouyang Xueqi’s voice drifted from behind. Fan Yanyan turned and saw her smirking at him, her face glowing with pride, as if waiting for his praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Mingxuan watched, said nothing, only smiled. Someone so careless about their appearance could only be Lin Chuxia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yanyan still harbored doubts, still believed Zhang Zhen was lying—but he no longer wished to argue further. After all, Zhang Zhen was a seasoned veteran, a professional prosecutor; surely the prosecution had its own unspoken rules, and as a newcomer, he stood no chance against Zhang Zhen.\u003C\u002Fp>",611,"2026-06-19T23:11:27.492Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9be68e34025ad3ff6f2efda7f469b32dbb1fe901228d7d407d20ebc459e430e2","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-621","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-619",638,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnotes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-cover.jpg"]