[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-roaring-dragon":3,"chapter-the-roaring-dragon-the-roaring-dragon-chapter-90":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},2281946,4463,"Chapter 90: This Duel Has No Winner","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-90",90,"\u003Cp>The onlookers had all been watching the extraordinary Xie Shaoxia, but those with sharp eyes noticed movement beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Huaiyu, seated nearby, grew increasingly dazed, his gaze fixed on some spot before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right hand rose several times, then lowered, but finally reached out to brush lightly against the edge of the Echo Drum, touching an invisible cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But clearly, obsession was illusion—only by seeing through it could one avoid being pierced; the phantom had no texture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Huaiyu snapped out of his trance, glancing left and right, realizing the other four were still struggling—his expression betrayed a flush of embarrassment:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I must be a lecher… Huh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Xie Jin’s grim, murderous stare fixed on him, Zhang Huaiyu startled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong, Young Master Xie?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beautiful woman, still conjuring illusions, quickly explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Xie’s heart is too upright—he may have seen a demon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Huaiyu was stunned, realizing no one was paying attention to him—he rose quickly and stepped aside to watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had expected Zhang Huaiyu to be the first to fall, but now no one had the attention to care—they kept watching Xie Jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Xie Jin was suffering far more than the spectators imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin stared at Hou Jiye, the chief steward, sprawled on the ground, his buttocks thrust toward him, shaking violently—he was nearly possessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even wanted to beg the ghost bride for mercy, to trade back the beauty trick—even if it meant public humiliation, he’d accept it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just wanted to earn some silver, maybe dance with the ghost bride—why did it have to be this deadly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the ghost bride’s word was final—once spoken, even four horses couldn’t recall it; to refine his Dao heart, she conjured “The Shadow Lord, Chief Steward Hou,” and now demons danced before him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin was grinding his molars to dust, slowly drawing out the Heaven’s Gang  Mace—knowing the illusion was desperately trying to pin his hands, but he could barely hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt if he looked one more second, he’d die of revulsion right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he won, a thousand taels couldn’t cover his mental damage—he’d need days of the ghost bride washing his eyes to recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others faced slightly lower difficulty, but clearly suffered too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female astronomer from the Imperial Observatory blushed crimson, her face tinged with maidenly longing—until finally, she couldn’t bear it, stepped forward, and planted wet kisses on the air: “Mwah, mwah, mwah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was clearly no one there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Daoist nun snapped awake, realizing thousands were staring at her—she was struck dumb, her face turning liver-purple, leapt up, and sprinted away—she’d have to flee the capital, never to show her face again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linghu Qingmo also widened her eyes, her face flushed—unable to bear the pressure, she dared not face her own desires, and forcibly broke the illusion with the “Awaken Spirit Spell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing two had already fallen, and no one was watching her, Linghu Qingmo sighed in relief, quietly sidestepping aside—then turned to look at Xie Jin, and froze:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Xie Jin…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shhh~ Young Master Xie is slaying demons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linghu Qingmo’s embarrassment vanished—she stared in disbelief at Xie Jin, teeth clenched—her thought was clear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you insane?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re slaying demons while having a wet dream?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you have no feelings?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you have no feelings, why did you kiss me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be you value slaying demons more than women…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, yes, that’s right—Xie Jin should be like this…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom… boom… boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the Golden Pavilion, drumbeats thundered—only two remained on stage!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Lu, determined to crush Zhang Huaiyu, even though he didn’t know if he’d won, summoned the ferocity of a martial cultivator—his forehead bulged with veins, nails dug into his knees, and blood trickled from his nose!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But under overwhelming temptation, Wei Lu’s body leaned forward unconsciously—as if he wanted to kiss something before him, yet fought to restrain himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin was worse—he turned ashen, eyes bloodshot, true qi surging wildly, radiating murderous intent so fierce the dancing woman fled to the side!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing both barely holding on, everyone tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wanyi, heart pounding, couldn’t help shouting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xie Jin, hold on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linghu Qingmo urged beside her: “Xie Jin, it’s all illusion—don’t be seduced!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin knew it was fake—but so what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forced to stare at Chief Steward Hou dancing a lewd dance, growing increasingly provocative, increasingly filthy, inching closer—could anyone endure it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for the sunk cost, Xie Jin would’ve quit the contest outright rather than sit here another second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he won the silver, he felt it wasn’t worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this nightmare would haunt him for the rest of his life…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But fortunately, Wei Lu’s torment was no less than his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Lu faced an elder’s buttocks thrust into his face—even knowing it was illusion, he could no longer hold on; in his deepest torment, he bit his lip and leapt backward, fleeing the illusion, plunging headfirst into the inner river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sight, crowds along the riverbank erupted in thunderous cheers:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dan King’s heir pounded his palm in excitement:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew Brother Xie could resist temptation! He won! He won!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the outcome decided, the beautiful woman feared Xie Jin might break—she immediately ended her technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin was nearly suffocated!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Chief Steward Hou vanish, the woman appeared before him—he looked as if he’d crawled out of the deepest hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Linghu Qingmo, watching anxiously, was overjoyed—she nearly lunged to hug him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But seeing Xie Jin’s murderous expression, she dared not approach, only whispered nervously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xie Jin, you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jin didn’t want to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though only five minutes had passed, it was the longest time of his life—he felt as if he’d lived a lifetime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the beautiful woman, now, seemed like a celestial goddess—Linghu Qingmo was so beautiful he couldn’t open his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Huaiyu stood beside him, seeing Xie Jin had endured to the end, bowed respectfully:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Xie, your will is rare in a thousand years—I am in awe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splash~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Lu surfaced from the water, calm now—he’d beaten Zhang Huaiyu, and though pleased, carried a shy, private restraint as he bowed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am truly humbled—this plaque belongs to you, Young Master Xie.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xie Jin felt no triumph—he only wanted to return to Danzhou and chop Chief Steward Hou into eight pieces!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To suffer so much for a thousand taels? It was self-abuse…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing everyone offering congratulations, Xie Jin bowed slightly to both sides:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you. I can’t take it anymore—I need to cool down. Excuse me, sorry…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned toward the Golden Pavilion, and after a few steps, spat:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pah! I’m furious!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone saw how hard Xie Jin had struggled—no one blamed him for not biting his teeth to dust; they chattered among themselves:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fame is never undeserved—his composure is incredible…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But can’t slaying demons be that hard?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, maybe the demon he saw was too brazen—youthful temper, hard to endure…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the noisy crowd, Lu Qian, a Company Commander in plain clothes, hidden in the shadows, watched Xie Jin’s retreating back, his brow furrowed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This youth’s reactions, composure, will, and techniques are flawless—no wonder he rose so fast. We can’t trap him…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His deputy whispered beside him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He seems injured. With such a spectacle, he couldn’t possibly have gone to Changle Street to strike Lord Han—should we keep watching, or return to report?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Qian agreed Xie Jin wouldn’t go to Changle Street now—he thought a moment:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You go report. I’ll keep watching—find out his location.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1269,"2026-06-20T01:38:11.747Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","978a63e2b12eca588874ab1a22b155742fc7ad9fbb594de742c6829cf26649e9","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-91","the-roaring-dragon-chapter-89",252,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-roaring-dragon-cover.jpg"]