[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-dragon-lies-hidden":3,"chapter-the-dragon-lies-hidden-the-dragon-lies-hidden-chapter-930":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Dragon Lies Hidden",{"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},2290228,4477,"Chapter 930: The Sword Grave of the World","the-dragon-lies-hidden-chapter-930",930,"\u003Cp>At such close proximity yet unreachable, Wei Yuan finally understood the meaning of this phrase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiancheng was not large; Zhang Sheng’s residence and Wei Yuan’s own quarters were merely a step apart. Wei Yuan locked his spiritual sense onto his home, took one step forward, and found himself in an unfamiliar room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was brightly lit, decorated with natural elegance. Master Chuhe sat beneath the lamp, counting grains of rice one by one. Each pearl-sized grain with even the slightest flaw was tossed into a side bag; only those brimming with spiritual essence and utterly flawless were carefully placed into a jade basin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Chuhe jumped at the booming sound, staring at Wei Yuan descending from the sky, then at the large hole in the ceiling, speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Apologies,” Wei Yuan muttered awkwardly, then vanished in a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Wei Yuan appeared directly beside a large bed, where Feng Tingyu lay sprawled on his back, half-naked, sound asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Wei Yuan could react, Feng Tingyu’s long hair suddenly stood on end, followed by a joyful cry as a wave of darkness swept down over Wei Yuan’s head!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the darkness had fallen, Wei Yuan had vanished. But Feng Tingyu was swift—he clamped Wei Yuan’s clothes and pants between his toes, yet still missed by a hair’s breadth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yuan inwardly sighed with relief—thankfully he had escaped fast. But this place was still wrong; all around him was warm water carrying a faint, sweet fragrance. The ripples seemed to hold familiar scenery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yuan’s mind shifted, and he rose upward, breaking the water’s surface to find he had emerged from a bathtub. Ji Liuli sat inside, her eyes first flashing surprise, then a half-smile as she gazed at him, spiritual energy surging rapidly toward her fingertips!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You attack the moment you return? How eager…” Ji Liuli’s words had barely left her lips when a claw descended, blotting out sky and sun!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she swept her hand through the water several times, catching nothing—Wei Yuan had slipped out from the tub’s bottom. Ji Liuli was not angry; if there was one ambush, there would be a second, a third… Thinking of this, she smiled faintly and began meticulously polishing her nails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Xiancheng was thrown into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Wei Yuan stepped out of his residence, expression and movements perfectly calm. The cultivators flying above and below the city cast him sidelong glances, then quickly looked away, as if nothing had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yuan walked slowly into the grand hall of deliberation, inwardly cursing Ronglong: “You adapted in just one night? Then why bother with problems! This fellow is truly devious—he’s also holding a grudge, and I nearly got fooled!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Wei Yuan first began teaching Ronglong arithmetic, he had lost his temper several times, speaking without restraint—calling him “a block of wood,” “How can you not understand something so simple?”, “What even is in your head?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after seven or eight days did he realize Ronglong’s questions had begun to stump him. Wei Yuan’s gaze grew clearer, his demeanor gentler day by day. Yet this shift came days before he ever humbly sought Ronglong’s advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Ronglong had a broad heart and never held a grudge; he simply kept posing problems, flooding Wei Yuan with jade slips covered in numbers and formulas, forcing him to reflect on what kind of material his own mind was made of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did Wei Yuan truly understand the malicious intent behind Ronglong’s act of producing that jade slip in front of Zhang Sheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the grand hall, apart from Zhang Sheng, the cultivators of Tai Chu Palace gradually arrived. All wore calm expressions—no surprise, yet most were visibly energized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yuan took in the expressions of all the cultivators, then let out a loud laugh, nearly blurted out the phrase “Li Wu Yu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he reacted quickly and pulled himself back, saying calmly: “During my absence, Qingming must have suffered greatly. But it doesn’t matter—the lost time isn’t much. Let’s work together and reclaim it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the cultivators nodded, their expressions unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yuan was about to inquire in detail about Qingming’s progress when suddenly his mind stirred—he looked upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clouds spontaneously formed in the sky, countless purple tribulation clouds rapidly converging, transforming within moments into a thousand-li expanse of clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yuan said: “The heavenly tribulation has arrived. Let’s pause here—I’ll go guard my master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cultivators replied: “We’ll go too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus they left Xiancheng and headed for the tribulation site. All were eager to see what form Zhang Sheng would manifest after enduring so many trials. Moreover, none had ever seen purple tribulation clouds before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The area of the tribulation clouds in the sky was not vast, nor did their aura feel overwhelmingly terrifying—far less imposing than when Wei Yuan himself crossed his tribulation. Yet somehow, cultivators who had already reached the Form Phase all felt uneasy, sensing faintly that if this tribulation fell upon them, it would not end well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The appointed hour arrived—the tribulation descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world fell utterly silent. A slender beam of light descended from the tribulation clouds—no thunder, no grand spectacle—just a single beam, soundless and invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cultivators suddenly felt a fragment of their spiritual sense vanish. All spiritual senses probing the tribulation site disappeared without trace, even the manner of their disappearance unknown. Then a violent gale struck their faces, hurling them scattering in all directions!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the tribulation site, an intensely bright point of light flashed once—and then vanished utterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vast tribulation site had been leveled to the ground; all man-made additions had vanished, leaving the land exactly as it had been originally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Song-Cui New City, a noble lady in palace attire sat upon the main dais, her expression solemn: “Draft a letter: The appointed day of battle has come. Three days from now, we shall fight in the middle of the two realms. Let Zhang Sheng come to die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attendant quickly wrote the challenge letter, then cautiously asked: “Shall I carry any other message? For instance, conditions for mercy—what must he promise to spare his life?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noble lady’s eyes flashed with cruelty: “No conditions. I only want Zhang Sheng dead!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1038,"2026-06-20T03:38:38.899Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","32857df3b92aea1d1bb7b0fc8d4f6df00c60de0aedd95a6c777957c842244f90","the-dragon-lies-hidden-chapter-931","the-dragon-lies-hidden-chapter-929",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-dragon-lies-hidden-cover.jpg"]