[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-roaring-dragon":3,"chapter-the-roaring-dragon-the-roaring-dragon-chapter-230":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Roaring Dragon",{"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},2282086,4463,"Chapter 230: It","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-230",230,"\u003Cp>Whoosh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of waves rose beside her ears, and a salty, briny sea breeze blew against her face, sending a chill through her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua snapped back to awareness, opened her eyes, and realized she had somehow stood on a stretch of golden sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the beach lay endless azure ocean; the sky hung a crescent moon and a brilliant Milky Way, while at the edge of her sideways view rose a hundred-zhang cliff, carved with five large characters: “Feng Ling Yue Ying Zong,” along with faint smaller inscriptions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the cliff face, she could see the dome of a Daoist temple, atop which sat a row of lifelike auspicious beasts—dragons, phoenixes, lions, celestial horses…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua’s gaze flickered with surprise; she turned her eyes back along the cliff and was startled to find dense forest behind the beach, merging into a towering mountain that spanned heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mountain was entirely black-blue, larger than any peak she had ever seen; though distant, its scale was so immense it felt as if it loomed right before her, filling her with a suffocating sense that no matter how hard she strained, she could not see its summit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua didn’t know how she’d arrived here, couldn’t tell if this was reality or illusion, and noticed Xie Jin standing nearby, studying the cliff. She asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are we?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin had his memories of falling into the sea sealed; suddenly seeing the cliff carved with “Feng Ling Yue Ying Zong,” his eyes grew hazy. Hearing her voice, he turned his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the Hidden Immortal Sect… Holy shit—!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, piercing crack echoed suddenly across the beach!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua, caught off guard, flinched violently, thinking something lurked behind her; she spun around, scanning left and right—but around her, there was only sand and sea breeze, nothing unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was about to ask why Xie Jin had reacted so wildly, but the reflection in his cold, icy eyes looked wrong. She looked down:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her deep-blue dress had inexplicably transformed into a sheer, slanted skirt, with two thin fabric panels connected by golden rings on the left side, exposing her snow-white waist and strong, plump thighs—lifting her leg would surely reveal half her fat buttocks…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her top was a low-cut garment exposing both arms, its exquisite embroidery accentuating the tempting swell of her pale flesh; the fabric was semi-translucent, refreshingly light…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua suddenly realized she was wearing the most scandalous outfit even the most seductive witch of the Wu Sect wouldn’t dare don—the “Stepmother Skirt”—and her face paled in shock; she frantically pulled at the hem to cover her thighs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the sheer skirt fit perfectly—the golden-ringed fabric panels simply wouldn’t close together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she tugged, the thin skirt slid smoothly along her skin, rotating fully—front now covered, but instantly exposing half her bare backside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could even see the exquisitely embroidered butterfly-knot panties—top half made of transparent gauze…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh my god…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin caught sight of the seductively alluring Flower Senior Sister and stared in utter disbelief; once he recovered, he spun around quickly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No no no! This won’t do—!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was speaking to the ghostly bride who loved to watch chaos unfold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Ye Hongshang stood beside the reclining chair on the cliff, gazing blankly around the small temple, utterly ignoring the two below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua had nowhere to hide on the beach, and her spellcraft wouldn’t work; she could only blush furiously, hugging her chest, intending to explain she hadn’t meant to dress like this—but then she realized something was wrong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Xie Jin’s illusion, not her deliberately dressing to seduce a child!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this, Bu Yuehua shuddered, her eyes filled with the pain of “I misjudged you”:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xie Jin! How could you do this? I’m your… your romantic confidante’s senior sister…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that Meiqiu wouldn’t end the illusion, Xie Jin had no choice but to force himself to explain:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a misunderstanding! I’m just a martial cultivator—my spiritual force is weak, this technique is unstable, and each environment differs. These are all illusions. The dress is just cooler, I didn’t see anything…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua was an expert in illusions; she knew this was fake, and she could use her spiritual force to create any illusion she desired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if an illusion malfunctioned, it should produce bizarre, surreal scenes—this level of realism could only come from the caster deliberately guiding it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could even feel a chilly draft along her inner thighs…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Were you thinking of me dressed like this while casting the spell?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely not!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What you think is what I see—if you didn’t think it, how could this illusion appear?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… I don’t know…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin had no defense left; he could only beg Meiqiu the Great Immortal to end the spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua tried to break free from the illusion, but found the caster’s control was tyrannical—she was completely trapped, unable to find any way out; unless Xie Jin voluntarily ended it, she was utterly powerless within the illusion…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua was stunned by the illusion’s realism; she looked around, then urged:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“End it now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin silently searched for Meiqiu—no response. He could only say:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not lying—I really can’t control it. In the past, I always woke up on my own the next morning. I don’t know how to end it. The technique is in the sky—look for yourself. I’ll move away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurried toward the forest behind the beach—but after only a few steps, he heard: “Thud~” as if he’d hit something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin froze, felt the wall, then wondered if he could smash through the invisible barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Bu Yuehua, being an illusion expert, saw the distance he’d walked and realized they were merely hallucinating, not dreaming; she quickly stopped him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t smash! You hit the wall of the inn room—if you break it, you’ll end up in the next room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin reached out, touched the wall—it really felt like an indoor wall. He dared not experiment further, and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do we do now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua looked down carefully; though the skirt was sheer and exposed half her thigh and waist, it didn’t reveal too much. She hugged her arms tightly and looked up at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky was thick with star clouds, forming a vast network of lines—identical to the one Wanyi had seen…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the Immortal Bu’s flushed face as she studied the star map without speaking, Xie Jin felt a twinge of awkwardness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Meiqiu’s taste was truly excellent—this outfit, paired with her porcelain skin and ink-black hair, exuded both dignified grace and the seductive wickedness of a witch; from head to toe, not a single flaw. Still, it was utterly inappropriate for traveling—otherwise, every step she took would be a gift to him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm… This is the Martial Divine Scripture. Memorize every line, then draw on the accumulated wisdom of countless ancient masters, slowly refining a technique suited to yourself…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand. I’ll look myself. You look too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh… Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, both fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua gazed upward; dressed as this scandalous sister, she couldn’t possibly step closer to discuss martial arts. She wanted to turn her back to Xie Jin—but her pale buttocks were fully exposed; facing him was worse. She settled for presenting her right side, where the fabric was thicker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin didn’t dare approach; he merely gazed skyward, sighing deeply, and began memorizing the scripture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after watching for a while, his ears twitched—he heard from afar:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clinking of iron chains stirred buried irritation and unease within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin frowned, turned his gaze toward the cliff’s end, then down to the dark stone cave below, straining to recall—but nothing came to mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua had been intently studying the star map, but noticed Xie Jin turning to look at her. She pretended not to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this child—perhaps never having seen such a seductive sister—kept staring at her, making her face burn and her body uneasy; she couldn’t cover herself, so she turned her head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you looking at?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin quickly averted his gaze and resumed studying the star map—only to realize Meiqiu had given him a full-service package!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the two were in excruciating awkwardness, a sudden sea breeze swept across the beach!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chilly wind rolled over the sand, making even Xie Jin, dressed neatly, feel a chill; he tried to resist with his technique but it had no effect—he shivered and pulled his neck in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua, dressed too lightly, felt her buttocks go numb after two gusts; she instinctively clenched her legs and trembled slightly, unable to bear it:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you cold? Can’t you stop the wind?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin couldn’t stop it at all; he followed the proper procedure, took off his outer robe, and handed it to Senior Flower:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I really can’t control this illusion. Put on some clothes—don’t catch cold.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua wanted the robe—but wouldn’t that play right into this lecher’s seduction trick? She frowned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about you, if I wear it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is my illusion—I can’t freeze to death. If I get too cold, the wind should stop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua thought that made sense; she took the warm robe and draped it over herself, waiting to see when Xie Jin would end the illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xie Jin stood bare-chested in the sea wind; after a moment, he rubbed his arms, looked around, and opened his mouth as if to speak—then closed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua suspected this was a ploy, but Xie Jin’s reaction didn’t seem fake; his eyes held a touch of helplessness:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you really can’t handle it, end the illusion. We can learn later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I really can’t end it. I have to wait until I wake up. Don’t worry—I won’t freeze to death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“… ”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua had no reply. She wrapped herself tighter in the robe and waited—only to discover snow had begun falling on the beach; her ankles were nearly numb with cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin, meanwhile, hissed in the cold, hugged his arms, and paced back and forth to warm up, silently thinking Meiqiu was ruthless—she was truly determined to freeze him into an ice statue just to give him a chance…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Bu Yuehua didn’t understand the illusion’s mechanism, she could tell Xie Jin wasn’t faking to seduce her. After a moment’s thought, she opened the robe:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come in. Don’t you dare—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she finished speaking, Xie Jin slipped inside the robe; the two huddled together on the beach, sharing warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Yuehua wore little, but at least had clothing on; seeing this child pressed against her without any improper thoughts, she feigned calm, continuing to study the star map…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in the inn room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the window, wind and snow howled; from the shops along the street, faint chatter could be heard:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come, have some…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On a snowy day, hotpot mutton must be dipped in dry spice—take one bite, numbing and spicy, sweat pouring, that’s the real deal…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard a lot of people died in Baihua County—Xing’s Constabulary went over there. What happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard this matter is connected to the prophecy: 'The state falls by red, demons come to Zhou soil...' \"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shh! Want to die? Good wine and meat can’t shut your mouth—you keep talking about head-chopping topics...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Smells delicious...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meiqiu had already fallen asleep, but hearing this in the dead of night—how could a bird sleep?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So halfway through, she flipped out of her wide-brimmed hat, flew to the window, and tugged at the rag blocking the crack with her beak, peering out at the street—even if she couldn’t eat, just seeing it would soothe her hunger, wouldn’t it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dilapidated room was already drafty from all sides; once she pulled the rag away, the howling wind and blizzard rushed in, whipping the curtains and stirring the hair and robes of the two seated men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meiqiu’s black feathers made her naturally immune to cold—she didn’t notice anything wrong at first, but when she turned halfway back, she saw Xie Jin’s eyebrows were frosted over!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gukji?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled, Meiqiu flew to his shoulder, patted him with her claws—found he wasn’t frozen solid—then returned to the window to keep watching the food...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2047,"2026-06-20T01:38:12.833Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","77fe8e3af3155c794bcbb4af3fd1815f5a14aaf79b248f78c800d10cc5e7f8d3","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-231","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-229",252,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-roaring-dragon-cover.jpg"]