[{"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-98":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},2273003,4440,"Chapter 98","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-98",98,"\u003Cp>Her wrist was seized by Liu Xiaolou; Su Su was startled: “What is the Master intending to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou explained: “Before I entered seclusion, do you remember I pulled you into the room that time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Su nodded: “Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou pulled her to sit beside him on the bed and said: “It’s for cultivation. Back then, I felt something, so I wanted you to join me in refining together. Now that feeling has vanished—I want to try again and see if I can recover it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Su asked curiously: “How do you try?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou said: “First, take off your clothes—so they won’t interfere with your posture.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Su suddenly understood, her face flushing crimson, yet she covered her mouth and laughed: “Never mind whether the Young Lady approves of you, Master—can you even do this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou said: “Whether I can or not—won’t I only know after trying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Su covered her face and asked: “Master, have you never tried this before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou admitted frankly: “I’ve discussed it with fellow Daoists, but never actually practiced it. This is a Dao method—no need to be shy. Your face is so hot, Su Su.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Su grabbed his wandering hand and said: “Master, you’re not fond of…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou frowned: “Fond of what? Do you even know what I’m fond of?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Su hesitated to speak, tapping his hand: “Master, this sort of thing can’t be forced.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou said: “I know it can’t be forced—that’s why I’m asking you to try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, your hands…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t move, don’t move—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, Master, have you found the feeling yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou strained to recall that inner fire, but could not recover it. Without that insight, he gained no bonus in spiritual power transformation—he felt deeply disappointed and sighed: “That feeling truly can’t be found.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Su covered her mouth and laughed: “Then what now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he couldn’t recover the earlier inner fire, Liu Xiaolou decided to test the sect’s dual-cultivation method to seek another insight. He said: “Come, let’s change posture and…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished, Xiao Huan’s voice rang from outside: “Master! Master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou fell silent, rolling his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Su frantically pulled her half-undone clothes back into place, stepped off the bed, and said: “Xiao Huan? Come in—I was just helping the Master bathe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Huan pushed the door open and came over to help Liu Xiaolou dress, then glanced at the tub and asked: “Master has been in seclusion for days—have you made progress in your cultivation since emerging?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou nodded: “Indeed—I’ve made great strides.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Huan said: “Then congratulations, Master. This is it—Jiuniang has returned. She wishes to meet you. Do you have time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the younger generation of the Su family, the women stood out, while the men did not. Liu Xiaolou had heard that among the women, three were outstanding: Erniang married early, Wuniang became his own bride, and the third was Jiuniang—but this Jiuniang was not of Su blood, but an adopted daughter of Su Zhi, who had spent years traveling the mortal world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This marriage was arranged hastily, and Jiuniang was not informed in time, so she did not attend. Now that she has returned, wanting to meet you is only natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please visit the latest address\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped down from the bed and walked to the dressing mirror to tie his hair. Su Su moved to help, but Liu Xiaolou politely refused: “No need—I’ll do it myself. Take the tub outside and dump the water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he remembered another Jiuniang—her breathtaking beauty and grace… He sighed. He had married her off to Mount Shenwu—where was she now? He’d heard Jiuniang was also a woman who could bewitch the world—was it true that all women named Jiuniang were beautiful?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Su carried the tub out the door. Xiao Huan gathered the towels and soiled clothes, and the two whispered together, unsure what they said—then suddenly burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, they returned and helped Liu Xiaolou tidy his attire, then set out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they passed the practice ground before the pavilion, Liu Xiaolou asked: “Is my wife not here today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Huan replied: “The Lady went to the back mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Back mountain? I’ve never been there—what’s there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The back mountain is also where the Lady cultivates her Dao. If Master wishes to go, ask her—if she permits, you may enter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is the entire back mountain her domain? No one can enter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not entirely—but many areas are forbidden. Even I and Su Su cannot enter without permission.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the Qingyu Fuyuan Garden, a small hill lay nearby. Xiao Huan pointed: “Jiuniang waits for you atop Wangshan Pavilion. She requested to meet you alone—we’ll wait here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alone? What did that mean? Was she going to scold him again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three-year pact had not been made public; few knew of it. Liu Xiaolou wasn’t even sure if Su Su or Xiao Huan knew the details—but even Second Master Su Xun didn’t know. So before his marriage, he’d been scolded repeatedly in the Su household: “Treat my Wuniang well,” “If you betray her, you’ll regret it”—this Jiuniang was surely the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering he received one spirit stone monthly, ate well, slept well, and had servants—just endure it once more. What else could he do? He’d heard Jiuniang was a Qi Refining tenth-layer expert. He’d better keep his head down and avoid provoking her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had nearly been a month since he married into the Su family—time to receive his spirit stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of the spirit stone, Liu Xiaolou climbed the moss-covered stone steps. After about half a watch, he passed several rows of locust trees just sprouting new buds, and arrived at Wangshan Pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the pavilion sat a woman, dressed in a pale yellow sash dress, her back turned as she gazed at the distant mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just her silhouette exuded grace—then he glanced at her waist—no, he wouldn’t look. Why was he fixated on slender waists?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward and bowed: “May I ask—are you Jiuniang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman turned, fixing her gaze on Liu Xiaolou—he froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was indeed beautiful—beautiful as the rumors said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what stunned him was not her beauty, but…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiuniang said coldly: “Good. Liu Xiaolou, you’re very good! I told you not to bother Zhou’s Seventh Sister, and you come to my Su family to bother my Fifth Sister. Do you truly not fear death?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou felt a deep bitterness—people really shouldn’t be spoken of. He’d just been thinking of her, and now she appeared before him. There weren’t two Jiuniangs—she was the same person!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman before him was the very Jiuniang who had mysteriously gone to Eyang Mountain as a laborer—the one he’d intercepted by the Dongting Lake at the Zhou family manor, the one whose rice he’d secretly harvested and been punished for, the one he’d been tossed around like a chick in the Zhou estate—and now he’d run into her again. Truly, fate had brought them together—there was nothing he could say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaolou forced out a hideous smile: “Auntie, no—Jiuniang…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please visit the latest address\u003C\u002Fp>",1183,"2026-06-19T23:11:25.549Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b68b0156d33fbae497ac5070d6d2c0479596495407ec6f318e1003e2c2a8dad7","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-99","notes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-chapter-97",638,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnotes-on-cultivation-at-wulong-mountain-cover.jpg"]