[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-roaring-dragon":3,"chapter-the-roaring-dragon-the-roaring-dragon-chapter-6":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},2281862,4463,"Chapter 6","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-6",6,"\u003Cp>Moments later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan avoided the crowd’s gaze, walking alone into an alley, confirmed no one followed, then stopped and looked at Meiqiu on his shoulder:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was there something wrong just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gugu…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meiqiu stared at the Zhenglun Sword, looking frightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan knew this sword was Zihui Mountain’s sacred weapon against demons, and had always carried it as a talisman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Meiqiu react as if facing a deadly foe, and having encountered one odd event after another, he began to suspect the sword was unclean, and thought for a moment before flicking his finger lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsst~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade extended three inches, revealing its ink-green surface and the characters “Zhenglun”—no anomaly visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan couldn’t confirm whether anything foul lurked inside the blade; after brief thought, he leapt over the wall into a courtyard and arrived outside the outhouse, lifting the curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzzzzz~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly flies swarmed everywhere, stench hitting his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan covered his nose, drew out the Zhenglun Sword, and tried to shove it into the latrine bucket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result was obvious—even a celestial demon had few who’d dare roam through seas of excrement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Zhenglun Sword could be fully inserted, Xie Jinhuan felt dizziness flood his mind, then a sharp feminine voice rang out behind him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, you looking to die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Same sweet, commanding voice as always—but this time, it dripped with menace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with preparation, Xie Jinhuan flinched, whirled around, then slowly raised his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the courtyard behind him, a colossal shadow had appeared without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadow was a woman clad in a blood-red gown, at least five meters tall, slender and graceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sash coiled like a golden dragon; on her shoulder rested a massive red umbrella matching her size, nearly blotting out the entire courtyard above, its surface etched with golden dragon patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met—her brows were distant, misty peaks, yet her peach-blossom eyes were irresistibly alluring, as if a mountain demoness reigned atop the ninth heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they were so close, her towering chest loomed above him like twin mountains; her massive rear looked capable of burying a man whole…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a huge vehicle…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Xie Jinhuan had read descriptions of female demons in his notes, he never imagined she’d manifest this large!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing a goddess-tall figure, Xie Jinhuan froze for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon he realized his mind felt foggy—Meiqiu was gone, the surroundings turned dreamlike, as if he were hallucinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bit his tongue to snap out of it—no effect. He raised his hand to touch the red-robed shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was indeed an illusion—his hand passed through nothing solid. So he leaned forward, peering beneath her cool silk hem to see how real it looked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as he glimpsed her fair thigh, the red-robed woman drifted back several feet, her expression serene as a celestial goddess:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young man, your audacity is impressive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan realized the illusion could speak—suddenly awake, he stepped back:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you True Person Qixia?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-robed woman spun the red umbrella on her shoulder, making it seem as if the entire sky rotated:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Ye Hongshang. I’m not the little Daoist nun you imagine, nor any demon or monster.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With your appearance, how could you not be a demon or monster?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing before a woman over five meters tall, Xie Jinhuan couldn’t even reach her head by tiptoe—his sense of oppression was undeniable, yet he forced calm and asked coldly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Were you behind today’s bandits—and that carriage just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang shrugged slightly: “How can you call it ‘making trouble’? I saw your righteous heart and merely helped you find evil cultists.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those men at noon were bandits, but that carriage…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That was a witch cult demoness. You didn’t notice?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could Xie Jinhuan have noticed? But earlier, when his palm touched it, he’d sensed something… unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he was barely keeping himself safe—he had no interest in the witch cult demoness’s affairs, and pressed again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you tamper with me and make me lose my memory?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang shook her head: “The Tomb of Demons contains a ‘Soul-Binding Spell.’ Once triggered, past memories are sealed. I’m no different from you—I remember nothing either. You’ve only forgotten the past few years, perhaps because your contact was brief. You pulled out the Zhenglun Sword, and the tomb collapsed…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I pulled out the Zhenglun Sword?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan thought he’d rushed in to stop grave robbers—this made no sense:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could I possibly pull out a sacred demon-sealing artifact?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang spoke with absolute certainty: “You pulled it out yourself! When I awoke, three of the four grave robbers were already dead, the old Daoist had his throat crushed by you to force open the seals, then the tomb collapsed—you and the old man escaped.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were already under the Soul-Binding Spell. After escaping, you noticed memory loss, feared the old man would exploit it, and turned on him—killed him mid-flight. Your methods were ruthless…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan had woken in a tent, with no memory of what came before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on his self-knowledge, he was a normal, law-abiding young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To seize treasure, forcing grave robbers to open a demon-sealing coffin, then eliminating the unstable element—this sounded more like the actions of a dark cultivator…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How can I believe you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t believe me? Ask the little bird—it’s been outside keeping watch for you. Doesn’t it know what you did?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Xie Jinhuan knew the woman was almost certainly telling the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he’d been knocked unconscious by persecution, Meiqiu wouldn’t have been so calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tomb collapsed, he fell unconscious—but Meiqiu showed no alarm. Only if he himself caused it all, then retreated to the tent to rest, would that make sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan couldn’t accept this reality, but couldn’t recall anything to refute it, so he asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do I break the Soul-Binding Spell?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang leaned closer, her vast robe nearly brushing his face, her expression suddenly gentler:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only the one who tied the bell can untie it. But after all these years, the one who cast the spell is surely dead. My soul has emerged—my body still lies buried below the mountain. Help me dig up my grave, and afterward, I’ll find a way to break your Soul-Binding Spell. Deal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the face-so-close-it-looked-like-facial-cream, Xie Jinhuan refused with righteous sternness:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re a celestial demon sealed by the Daoist sect—I can’t possibly set a tiger free!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang blinked her fist-sized eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dug like no one else last night—why so upright now? Don’t you feel ashamed saying that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan had forgotten last night’s events—he naturally didn’t blush:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A prodigal son’s repentance is worth more than gold. The entire city’s high cultivators are hunting for demonic traces. Even if I didn’t know you were inside last night, I now know the consequences of digging open the demon-sealing tomb. If I dig out your true body now, won’t I become a scourge upon the world?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang crouched before him, her heavy, beautiful buttocks forming a stunning curve, as if gazing at a tiny doll:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do you plan to do? You dug me out last night—now it’s too late to turn back. If I’m found, I merely return to sleep. But if you’re caught, you’ll come join me in my grave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anything sealed by a demon-sealing tomb must be something ordinary methods couldn’t kill—only time could wear it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last such celestial demon? The mastermind behind the Witch Cult’s chaos—she killed a third of the entire world!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Ye Hongshang possessed similar power, even if captured by the imperial court, the worst outcome would be reburial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this reckless \"Hu Basi\" of his? He had no right to even sleep beside her—if the court discovered he had opened the demon-sealing tomb, he would face total clan annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan sensed the danger, calmed down, thought briefly, and softened his tone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss, could I return you to the demon-sealing tomb? Let’s pretend this never happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang looked utterly unconcerned: “Fine. I came out not knowing what to do anyway. But only when you reach the First Rank can you seal the demon coffin. If you can’t, you can call someone else to help—but then the court will know exactly which ‘living ancestor’ dared defy heaven and earth to dig open the demon-sealing tomb.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan knew the consequences—and seeing a chance to undo it, he asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m skilled in martial arts. What rank am I now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she’d lost her memory, Ye Hongshang’s eyes remained sharp:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The first three stages of martial cultivation are Body Forging, Flexibility, and Divine Qi—each divided into early, mid, and late phases. You can harm enemies with qi alone—you’ve touched the threshold of Divine Qi. You’re at peak Fourth Rank, not far from First Rank.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not far?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Xie Jinhuan’s knowledge, a Fourth Rank martial artist was already a pillar of any major sect—he was only nineteen, and such power was unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet between peak Fourth Rank and First Rank lay three insurmountable chasms—countless heroes spent lifetimes without even reaching the threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now every high cultivator in the city hunted the source of demonic energy—he had no time to level up. If anyone discovered his connection to demonic energy, he’d die instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What should he do now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Digging out her true body now? That was madness. A five-meter-tall legendary beauty emerging? She’d probably destroy the world…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throwing away the sword wouldn’t work either—this woman was alive. If he abandoned her, she’d find another “chosen one,” and then someone would know it was this “living ancestor” who’d opened the demon-sealing tomb…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing no good path forward, Xie Jinhuan, despite knowing the risk, could only attempt a pact with a demon:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know my situation—I can barely protect myself. Whether I dig your grave or rebury you, I must first evade the court’s pursuit. Miss, you’re clearly a transcendent elder—could you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang crouched before him, giant umbrella on shoulder, blinking her huge eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want a little sweetener first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan did need a last-resort survival talisman—he nodded seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang said nothing, rose, and began her magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan looked up—and saw the red-robed demoness before him, her robes shifting, slowly transforming into a high-slit, low-cut red dress!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The neckline was dangerously open—her fair, plump bosoms hovered inches from his face, large enough to serve as a pillow; the cleavage plunged into endless depth…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long legs, half-revealed beneath the slanted hem, resembled two plump white serpents…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy shit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How dare you claim you’re not a female demon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan had been waiting for the other to produce a magic treasure or immortal weapon, but when he saw this five-meter-tall, world-shocking luxury car, he froze solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang wore scant clothing, pressing her bare, dazzling thighs close to Xie Jinhuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you after a sweet treat? Isn’t this sweet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan couldn’t deny it was sweet—but what use was this to him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A final burst before death?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The entire Danyang is hunting for the source of demonic energy, and they’d rather kill ten innocents than let one demon slip away. I can’t bury you back in the grave right now, you can’t give me a divine weapon or a martial soul or a mystical flame—can’t you at least teach me a technique to escape?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Hongshang wore an expression of helplessness. “I can’t recall my past, and my body is buried in the tomb. What do you expect me to give you? If you’re truly afraid, dig up my true form—I’ll be your shield. If the imperial court dares touch you, I’ll raze the entire Daqian for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’d raze Daqian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing to be razed if I let you out would be me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan had already seen this female demon wasn’t an easy mark—he wouldn’t dare let a tiger return to the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he didn’t dig her up, Ye Hongshang was just a wandering spirit, amnesiac, with nothing but beauty—and even that beauty he couldn’t touch…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan felt trapped in a dilemma. This great succubus couldn’t help him, so he waved his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I need time to think this through. You vanish for now. Remember: hide well. Don’t go causing trouble again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. I’ll give you a month. When you’ve decided, just tell me, brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those words, Ye Hongshang’s form faded silently. The courtyard returned to its clear moonlit, starry night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan snapped out of his daze, glancing around. Everything appeared normal. The buzz of flying flies returned to his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meiqiu had sensed something foul earlier. Xie Jinhuan had been muttering to thin air like he was possessed, so she’d hidden on a distant rooftop. Now, timidly, she peeked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan looked at the sword in his hand and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t I tell you last night to stand guard outside, go dig up the tomb in the mountains, kill several people, then come back and lie down in the tent myself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meiqiu gave a confirming nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did I get drunk? Lose my mind? Get coerced?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meiqiu shook her head like a rattle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan realized he’d brought this on himself. He muttered, “Shit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his current strength, to take the initiative and dig up the Demon-Subduing Tomb? Wasn’t that like a widow willingly walking into a bandit’s den—asking for trouble?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the deed was done. No matter what, he had to clean up after his own insane self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the mess was too big. He had no paper to wipe his hands, and he couldn’t run—running would make him the prime suspect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What should he do now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2278,"2026-06-20T01:38:11.747Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","48ec623ec99c66f18f2cb3c5a79018cfa400cbaaba2ea1c34bccf0b258ee431f","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-7","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-5",252,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-roaring-dragon-cover.jpg"]