[{"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-629":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},2273534,4440,"Chapter 629","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-629",629,"\u003Cp>A phoenix cry echoed as a vast, pale blue wing dusted with frost flared open; the Ice Phoenix rose from the ground, soared into the sky, and vanished among the clouds, leaving Liu Xiaolou and Su Jiuniang behind in Fengji Valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why is there not a single sound? Fengji Valley isn’t supposed to be a valley where phoenixes gather? Did I misunderstand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re right—this is indeed a valley where flying creatures congregate. Look at the trees around you...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All of them are nests... that nest over there—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Yuqing’s gaze fell upon Tang Zhong, and instantly her body trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She frowned tightly; the man’s gaze had been truly vicious, sending a chill down her spine. She had no grudge against him—why would he look at her with such hatred?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, the child is perfectly safe. Since it was premature, it’s under monitoring in the nursery.” Su Wange’s face bore a bright, clear smile, like a crisp breeze—but where Yan Mumu couldn’t see, he secretly wiped sweat from his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct. I’m blackmailing you.” Yi Shaoqing smiled innocently. He had planned everything in advance. Even if he couldn’t win Qixie’s heart, he would claim her person. Because he believed time was the best remedy. Given enough time, she would slowly grow fond of him—just as he was fond of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Chen was now drenched in sweat, pale-faced, and looked utterly crushed—how could this be a good sign?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Farewell.” Qingyi watched Qixie’s retreating back, slowly letting her smile fade; her sharp nails pierced her palm, yet her eyes betrayed uncontainable hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This backstory is undoubtedly pitiable. But to assume the world is thus utterly dark, and to justify harming others as a way of life—then one is simply unworthy of pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hu rejoiced: if he could find weapons in the supply crate, it would be a windfall! Of course, there might be traps inside too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, aside from genuinely wanting to pacify the people, the Ninth Prince simply wasn’t the best choice to rule the realm. If he were truly an irreplaceable pillar, how could he have been captured as a prisoner during his last major battle? That alone makes no sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Tian stood frozen for a while, yet no movement came—his unease and fear only deepened. Reluctantly, he summoned his courage and shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Awakening Spell exploded on Qianli’s body, everyone gasped in alarm and rushed over to check on Qianli’s condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After we pulled all the young people aboard, we brought them to the deck, where their anxious fathers waited. The reunion unfolded once more, while we merely watched from afar, not daring to disturb them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In these spirit boats, any room occupied by someone would display a mark on the door—quite miraculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Black Flame Storm—the ultimate essence of Black Flame.” Feral’s staff was now entirely wrapped in black fire; the skill was nearly complete—if he didn’t act soon, it would be too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After privately imagining Xiahou Chenxiao, Wen Yukou’s embarrassment and anger after being kissed vanished entirely; her mood turned bright and light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since this string of incidents, Wen Yulan had grown increasingly like Dou Lady—dark, cold, and utterly unrestrained in her innate sharpness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Huai dared not raise his head. As he entered the hall, he glanced briefly at Lan Rongyue—her stillness mirrored exactly how she had been at the Mancheng auction house; that cold stillness made one shudder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhongrenshihuocuilian ， Sanmeizhenhuo ， Wuweiyanghuo ， Tianyangxuanhuo ， Jiuyinlenghuo ， Bahuanglihuo ， Yiyanyanhuo ， Jiuyaomeihuo ， Shifangxiandaozhenhuo ， Jiujiushadaoshenhuo ， Zhuhuoxianghe ， Jiangqiyanwushaoyunabagualuzhong 。\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After packing their luggage, they wandered casually during the day. That night, after eating the meals distributed by Qingyun Guangyuan, the group began their evening cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>",618,"2026-06-19T23:11:27.492Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","73e174bd0fee838c80638f9cff2003fe80612533699601e1e9ea4745eda3cd25","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-630","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-628",638,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnotes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-cover.jpg"]