[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-roaring-dragon":3,"chapter-the-roaring-dragon-the-roaring-dragon-chapter-252":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Roaring Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":12,"novelImage":21},{"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},2282108,4463,"Chapter 252: Special: Shoes","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-252",252,"\u003Cp>Side Story: Shoes\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Side Story: Shoes\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new residence is less than two hundred meters from the Wang Fu; since they just moved in, many areas still need tidying, and in the morning, maids can be seen coming and going—along the way, they spot Xie Jin in a white robe and bow respectfully:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Greetings, Marquis!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, no need to be so formal—just call me Young Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can I call you Xie Lang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin found the speed of rumors truly terrifying—he had once imagined his nicknames: “Old Demon Jinhuan,” “Lecherous Dragon True Lord,” “Xie the Just,” “Xie the Saint”—but he never guessed his nickname would become “Xie Lang,” regarded by the young ladies and ladies of the capital as the “dream lover.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this term didn’t start with Zi Su; even upon arriving at the Wang Fu, Xie Jin could hear a few Wu Zu on guard whispering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They say all Seven Martial Titans showed up—I recall the last time such a spectacle occurred was over twenty years ago, when the late Emperor ascended the throne…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Some powerful figures have come from beyond the passes; the Southern Frontier and Northern Jianghu also seem stirred…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xie Lang is so fierce—how many martial maidens will he charm this time? I bet next time he returns, he’ll have two or three female heroes trailing him…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When young ladies call him “Xie Lang,” it’s like calling him husband—it feels secretly delightful. But when men call him that too, it gives one goosebumps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet rumors grow more tangled the more you explain them; Xie Jin pretended not to hear and slipped quietly into the Wang Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the “Seven Martial Titans” the Wu Zu mentioned, he was well aware of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Da Gan, there are only three major systems: Martial, Daoist, and Buddhist. The Daoist sects hold sway over the Danluo Plains, controlling the richest region of Da Gan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Buddhist sects dominate the northwest, primarily the Western Regions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Martial sects occupy the peripheries of Da Gan’s territory, holding all borderlands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three systems each have a leadership head—leadership is not determined by whether a sect has a Super-Class cultivator, but by whether it has previously produced a Sect Master or currently holds the standing to compete for the position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the Daoist leadership heads are the Taiyin Palace, Zihui Mountain, and Xuanhu Guan; the Three Families of the Dan Ding Sect rotate the position of Sect Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Buddhist leadership head is solely the Tiantai Temple, from which the Chan Ding Sect’s generations of Sect Masters all originate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Martial system is different: seven sects are recognized as leadership heads—Snow Eagle Ridge, Fengshan Society, Longyun Valley, Liuhex Hall, Xueyu Tower, Jingzhou Canal Guild, and Jiangzhou Canal Guild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Additionally, major Martial-aligned forces include the Danyang Academy, which produced Ye Sheng; the thousand-year clan Hua Lin Li; the Jiangzhou Xu family, whose ancestors once produced a Saint; as well as the Mojia Society and the Bingjia Society…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you look purely at numbers, Martial is unquestionably the unicorn—without even tying itself into a single rope, half a rope could crush Dao and Buddhist combined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unfortunately, schools like Confucian, Mo, and Bing focus on the grand tide of the world, not mingling with Jianghu folk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Jianghu forces, Buddhist and Daoist sects have no goal of killing Lu Wu or Wu Xin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Seven Martial Titans—all six of them—aim to kill Wei Wu Yi!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A martial man who doesn’t aim to kill Wei Wu Yi will forever remain a thug, never becoming a boss…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin understood this perfectly—he himself followed the Martial path, and his goal was to become the number one under heaven; to train merely to serve the number one—was that respectable?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wei Wu Yi were officially appointed “Jian Zheng” by the court, then as a righteous cultivator, obeying imperial orders would be his duty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wei Wu Yi is nothing—he’s merely the Sect Master of Snow Eagle Ridge, with no official standing. If he still obeyed him, wouldn’t he become a weakling who bows to the strong and bullies the weak?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only one who dares to raise his blade against the stronger can be called a martial man—and Wei Wu Yi happens to be the strongest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Wei Wu Yi wanted the Jian Zheng title precisely because without it, everyone beyond Daizhou became rebellious, impossible to command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Xie Jin wandered in such musings, he passed through corridors and halls until he reached the main courtyard of the western residence—yet before he could enter, he heard:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap, tap, tap…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sweet, crisp sound of high heels on red wooden floors—pure domination aura…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin’s scattered thoughts vanished instantly; he tiptoed to the window and peered into the spacious room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, in the center, stood the delectable, delicate form of Nai Duo, hands gently supporting herself:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Highness, be careful—you might twist your ankle…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aristocratic landlady still wore her white mourning robes, her long hair pinned up, no makeup, exquisitely tender—but her height had increased by seven centimeters, and beneath her skirt she wore a pair of black high heels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glossy high heels were made of superb material, their design identical to the blueprint, perfectly fitted to her feet; as she walked, the red soles flickered faintly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the landlady was clever too—beneath the white mourning robes, she wore black silk stockings…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Mo stood beside her, taller than before, but dared not walk quickly, carefully steadying Nai Duo as she moved…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin genuinely admired the alchemist here; he stepped to the doorway and glanced briefly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Highness, how do the shoes feel?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap, tap, tap…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Changning was herself a martial cultivator, with exceptional balance; after slight adjustment, she had already mastered them. Now she glided gracefully forward, noticing Xie Jin was no longer taller than her—her gaze brimmed with dominance, head held high, chest out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent. No wonder you’re from the Hidden Immortal Sect—you truly have skill.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m glad you like them, but these shoes aren’t suitable for cultivation or long walks—wear them only at home. Hey?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Xie Jin spoke, Qing Mo walked over—still unaccustomed, she took a step too fast, stumbled, and tumbled straight onto her friend’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Changning lost her balance too, toppling forward into Xie Jin’s arms. “Qing Mo?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin hadn’t expected such sudden fortune—he caught them both instinctively, soothing softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s normal to feel unsteady at first—I was just slow to react…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Changning lay atop Xie Jin’s broad chest, pinned beneath Qing Mo—both taller than her, she felt like a sandwich in a human stack, her face flushed. She pushed off his shoulders and stood, then swatted Qing Mo’s rear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You haven’t even learned yet—why did you come over?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linghu Qing Mo barely steadied herself, embarrassed before Xie Jin:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you here? I made a pair for Lin the Physician too—take them. Lin and I will keep practicing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin had only come to check; seeing Mo Mo too shy to practice in front of him, he watched intently for a long while—until she stumbled repeatedly, walking with crossed legs, nearly electrocuting him—then he took the wooden box from Nai Duo’s hands and took his leave…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, in the Lin family’s alchemy chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bronze alchemical furnace, taller than a man, glowed below, wisps of white mist drifting out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meiqiu, who had come to play last night, enthusiastically fanned the flames with her wings in exchange for snacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t eat in the luxurious birdcage at the new residence because, after Xie Jin stepped away to the tea parlor for a moment and returned to find her, he saw the little bird sprawled on the floor, utterly motionless from overeating—he immediately confiscated all dried meat and fish. Meiqiu, upon discovering this, flapped her wings angrily at him for a long while, then ran off with Zi Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Lin Zi Su wore a white fitted dress, standing before the hundred-drawer cabinet, weighing various herbs with a small scale, explaining with familiarity:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Tui Fan Pill is an outer elixir of the Dan Ding Sect. Besides Xuan Shen and Jin Gang Lu, it requires twelve other ingredients—all of which we have at home; the pill is being refined now and will be ready by afternoon. Xie Lang and your aunt should go attend to your matters…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wanyi, standing nearby as the furnace attendant, turned her head at this:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zi Su, either call him Xie Young Master or Xie Elder Brother—calling him Xie Lang is inappropriate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zi Su looked puzzled: “If I call him Xie Elder Brother, won’t you have to call him Cousin? Doesn’t that sound odd?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wanyi found it utterly unsuitable; she thought a moment:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then call him Xie Uncle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Xie Young Master is only two years older than me—calling him Uncle sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it, Xie Lang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You little brat…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wanyi felt that if she didn’t discipline her for three days, this troublemaker would climb to the heavens; she turned to scare her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zi Su twisted her body and ducked behind Xie Jin, spinning around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin found it amusing and blocked Lin Wanyi:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough, enough—let’s focus. Once the Tui Fan Pill is done, we’ll need to prepare the Po Sha Pill. Besides Hu Gu Teng, what else is needed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her aunt had stopped chasing her, Lin Zi Su emerged from behind Xie Jin, continuing to weigh herbs and explain seriously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hu Gu Teng is one of the Four Sacred Treasures—it helps cultivators break through the Heaven-Mortal bottleneck, ideal for martial men and Buddhists. To refine the Po Sha Pill, you also need Long Yang Flower, one white lotus, and two roots of Jiazi Xuan Shen…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood. I’ll gather them as soon as possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wanyi, as the young wife, couldn’t help interjecting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wei Wu Yi produced one Hu Gu Teng just to make a show—he’ll definitely give it to his disciple Huo Zhonghu. You won’t get it easily—wait until you have the item before buying these herbs… By the way, where did you get so much silver?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin’s silver came from donations by fellow cultivators, but he couldn’t say so plainly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Borrowed from the landlady.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wanyi did a quick mental calculation, her eyes narrowing suspiciously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The landlady has lent you no less than sixty thousand taels so far—bought you a residence, made you armor and weapons—aren’t you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin had considered repaying with his body, but the landlady never gave him the chance; seeing Wanyi’s thoughts turning improper, he took her hand and led her outside:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, I need to discuss something with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wanyi blinked her beautiful eyes, sensing something odd; she glanced back at Zi Su:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not discussing anything—this is daytime…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, in the boudoir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wanyi wore a dark green long dress and high heels, her hand resting on the man’s shoulder, stepping forward and back in a rhythmic dance, the red soles flickering in and out—sometimes stumbling, but immediately steadied by his grip on her waist; her gaze was slightly dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where did you even get these things? Can you even walk in these shoes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan held Wanyi close, pacing around the room, studying the alluring face so near to him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll learn slowly. Yesterday you were too shy to learn dancing; today’s the perfect chance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday, Lin Wanyi had stared in shock at her husband acting like a concubine, her heart churning with jealousy—but now that she alone could enjoy this, she felt secretly delighted, swaying along with him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph~ The princess dances beautifully, Mo Mo looks lovely too, but I’m just clumsy—do you only give me special lessons?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan bent down and kissed her. “Who says my Wanyi is clumsy? You’re dancing fine—just your clothes don’t match.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then how should I dress?” Lin Wanyi asked, slightly puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan said nothing more, unfastened his belt, revealing the full set of sensual magic artifacts; then he rolled down his sleeves, transforming into a high-heeled, black-silk dominatrix, brightening the boudoir severalfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing? How am I supposed to dance like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dance just like this—be bold, no one’s watching.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t… I knew you had ulterior motives, teaching me to dance… hey?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d barely muttered those words when she was pinned onto the embroidered bed, her red undergarments flipped up…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bit watery, so here’s a free extra chapter—please vote for monthly tickets or 2!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Consider this as repaying one chapter or 2!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2104,"2026-06-20T01:38:12.833Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f7953f3129a5550545704c42ec4e9db39630bdc307ecab2412aa0f8b7a689647",null,"the-roaring-dragon-chapter-251","https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-roaring-dragon-cover.jpg"]