[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-roaring-dragon":3,"chapter-the-roaring-dragon-the-roaring-dragon-chapter-89":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},2281945,4463,"Chapter 89: You Dare Dance Even More Wildly!","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-89",89,"\u003Cp>As Jinlou unveiled the “Meiren Pass,” the atmosphere along the riverbanks surged to its peak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The onlookers clenched their fists and leaned forward, eager to witness the spectacle—seven contestants would surely be disgraced, six of them, and all were on edge, waiting for the contest to begin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid disappointing the lecherous crowds who had come flocking in anticipation, Jinlou had prepared thoroughly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Fan Guangyuan clapped his hands, a sultry, beautiful woman emerged from Jinlou—her chest full, hips wide, dressed in scanty attire, she glided gracefully to the center of the stage, holding a hollow spherical object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The onlookers had been puzzled, thinking one seductress would hardly be enough to lure seven men and women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the alluring woman soon raised the hollow sphere and introduced it to the crowd:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This object is called the ‘Jile Bell.’ Originally a ritual artifact of the Witch Cult, its function is beyond description—it reveals the deepest, unattainable obsessions buried in one’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you resist or break free from the illusion, claiming defeat on the grounds of ‘daring not face your true self,’ you won’t be utterly disgraced, but your lack of inner candor disqualifies you as a true gentleman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you do not resist or break free, the seven gentlemen and ladies must endure until all others have been humiliated and defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This concerns your reputation—please consider carefully before we begin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sultry woman, likely a professional instructor from a brothel, had a voice laced with seduction—exquisitely pleasing to the ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The contestants, realizing this was a test of illusion, immediately felt the pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, perfect fantasies that don’t exist can be effortlessly conjured by illusions!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the Jile Bell operates on “what you desire, you see”—even knowing it’s an illusion, seeing your deepest obsession makes it hard to control your heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this could not be faked, and that only one contestant could preserve their dignity, two of the three who had barely managed to stay in the competition immediately stood up—only the female Tianwensheng remained seated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linghu Qingmo, who considered herself a steadfast ice-maiden of the Dao, remained unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Lu, the instigator of this “social death” contest, felt a flicker of nervousness now that the test involved seductive illusions, but staring across at Zhang Huaiyu, he gritted his teeth and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Begin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DONG—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bronze gong rang from the rooftop, and the official “social death” contest began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seductive woman lifted the Jile Bell in her right hand and began a sensual, alluring dance on stage—though this was merely a spectacle for the idle onlookers outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she infused qi into it, the small ball inside the hollow sphere began to tremble, emitting a mysterious, tinkling sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DING-LING-LING~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five seated contestants, bound by the rules, made no resistance—and soon their spirits grew hazy, visions appearing before their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Lu had entered with firm resolve: even if he couldn’t withstand it, he’d bring down this hypocrite Zhang Huaiyu!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as his head spun and his vision rippled like water, far and near, he soon found himself seated upon the Sect Master  seat of Xueying Ridge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a room carpeted in red, stood seven or eight women in revealing attire, plump and lush—his shiniang, his shijie…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHAT THE—?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Lu nearly jumped out of his skin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Huaiyu had initially been unmoved, curious to see just how potent the Witch Cult’s bell could be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once the bell’s chime reached his ears, he found himself seated in a study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind chimes hung beneath the eaves; by the window sat a refined, cultured young lady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t a beauty of legendary charm, yet she carried an intoxicating scholarly aura, her lips curved in a faint, elusive smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like the white moonlight he’d seen as a child—and still could never forget…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linghu Qingmo believed her Dao heart was unshakable, impossible to deceive by illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the instant she fell into the vision, she found Xie Jin huan standing before her, six-pack abs gleaming, radiating light, saying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Immortal Path is long, eternal life uncertain, walking ten thousand li alone—how lonely…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linghu Qingmo froze completely…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DONG-DONG-DONG…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunderous drumbeats echoed outside Jinlou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five seated contestants all felt ripples in their heart-lakes, expressions varying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the most extreme reaction came from the one everyone favored—the Young Master Xie Da—whose roar burst forth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“C—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The onlookers jumped in shock, turning to stare—only to see Xie Jinhuan, once serene as a Buddha’s holy son, now sitting bolt upright, his cold spring eyes wide as Meiqiu’s, staring at something unseen, a flicker of horror on his face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan had entered with full confidence, waiting for his ghost bride to test him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he never dreamed that after the dizziness, he’d see Hou the Chief Steward, heavily made-up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only dressed as a woman, but tiptoeing, spinning twice, lifting his waist and thrusting his hips…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>MY GOD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In two lifetimes, Xie Jinhuan had never seen such a repulsive sight—he instinctively reached for his Tiangang Club!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But remembering this was an illusion, and he’d bet five hundred taels—he couldn’t break free or strike out, only endure and watch…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how the hell could he bear to watch?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DONG-DONG-DONG…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands surrounding the venue stood silent, unable to see the illusions, yet clearly seeing the contestants’ expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Lu was visibly tense, eyes wide, staring at empty air, as if trying to turn away yet unable to look away, fists clenched, body rigid!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Huaiyu stared blankly, fingers extended forward, as if reaching for an invisible cheek, then pulling back, then reaching again…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linghu Qingmo sat in meditation, outwardly calm, but her face flushed crimson…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of the five were saints devoid of desire—under this targeted artifact, even knowing it was illusion, their heart-lakes churned with stormy waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the most outrageous? The paragon of orthodoxy—Young Master Xie Da!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan gripped the club’s handle tightly, staring at the monster before him, thinking he could just grit his teeth and endure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Chief Steward’s dance was wildly unrestrained—big hammer, Ke Mu San, shaking the sun…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>MY GOD…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You dare dance even more wildly?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinhuan’s face twisted in revulsion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd couldn’t see the illusion, but they saw Xie Jinhuan assume a sword-swinging stance, eyes resolute as he “faced his true self,” yet his eyelids kept twitching—disgust and contempt written plainly across his face, as if he wanted to smash the seductive temptress with one blow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DONG-DONG-DONG…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drumbeats beneath him drowned out those of the other four.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet everyone present heard only one thing from the rapid drumming: “Disgusting! So fucking disgusting!”—not a trace of lust or obsession—prompting a collective gasp:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Xie is… too upright!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bewitched by the Jile Bell, he transforms into a wrathful Vajra—this isn’t a hero, this is a Buddha!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The way he’s gritting his teeth—how much he must despise it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid Qinwen stared, incredulous:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss, could Master Xie be… into men? Who reacts like this to a beauty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wanyi, having endured two full quarters of this, knew Xie Jinhuan’s death face well—she shook her head immediately:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible—he likes women. It’s just that the seductress in the illusion is too ugly and vulgar—he finds it repulsive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do you know Master Xie likes women? Have you tested him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman wielding the Jile Bell, startled by Xie Jinhuan’s bizarre reaction, paused—then quickly explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Jile Bell awakens the deepest ‘obsession’ within a person’s heart. Normally, it’s lust—but if the afflicted has little interest in lust, it may awaken something else: a past enemy, a deceased relative, and so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“During the Witch Cult’s chaos, the Jade Thought Bodhisattva, struck by the Jile Curse, saw ‘ten thousand li without demons, a pure Buddha land.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone suddenly understood, whispering among themselves:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So Master Xie has no base desires at all!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not exactly—he saw something heavier than base desire…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What exactly did Master Xie see, to make him so furious—he looks like he wants to chop it into eight pieces…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman had first assumed Xie Jinhuan saw a blood enemy, but his face held no hatred—only pure “I want to hit someone.” Then, suddenly, an idea struck her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Xie may have seen a demon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd looked confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman, earnestly imagining, explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Xie, in his quest to slay demons and eradicate evil, has risked his life; his deepest obsession may well be “slaying every demon under heaven,” and he values it more than desire or passion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, in illusions, he sees demons and monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The demons snarl and taunt him right before his eyes, and Prince Xie wants to crush them—but he remembers the rule: he cannot strike. That’s why he’s like this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the words were even finished, everyone saw Xie Jinhuan’s heavenly steel mace protruding three inches, his body leaning forward—he could no longer contain himself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to strike would exceed the Echo Drum’s bounds; thus, Xie Jinhuan summoned immense willpower, inch by inch forcing the heavenly steel mace back, his murderous aura surging skyward, his teeth clenched so tight they grated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh—!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My god, no wonder he dared charge the pirate ship alone—this temper is too fierce…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not let Prince Xie land one blow? Look how tormented he is—he’ll fall ill if he keeps bottling it up…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of onlookers gazed at him with admiration that flowed like an endless river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Alchemy King’s heir fanned himself, his eyes filled with awe:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems this trial is truly too hard for Brother Xie…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes—with Jinhuan’s temper, seeing demons and monsters and not turning them to dust is harder than losing silver.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey hey, someone’s been eliminated!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1624,"2026-06-20T01:38:11.747Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","abe5fb274ef4407653e9f47491ef0e0fcf85336dc0118e799c68f6a8ec8272d0","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-90","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-88",252,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-roaring-dragon-cover.jpg"]