[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn":3,"chapter-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-21":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Thirteen Years as King of the Great Song, I Learned I Was the 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},2271716,4437,"Chapter 21","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-21",21,"\u003Cp>Zhao Ti opened the first volume’s cover and was met with over a dozen characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immortal Capital Jade Void Taiyi Guangtian Zixiao Seated Thunder Cultivation Method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is… Zhao Ti frowned and turned another page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Focus the spirit, stabilize the breath, tongue pressed to the upper palate, mind and eyes inwardly directed, gaze lowered to the dantian. After a while, visualize the primordial qi swirling, continuous and unbroken; then a single point of light appears between the two kidneys, also known as the Method of Shattering Earth to Summon Thunder…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti scratched his head and turned another page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frequent swallowing of the jade fluid from the Huachi palace regulates the five qi, harmonizes the hundred spirits, completes ten cycles of soul return, and unites all qi into immortality. The blade’s seal and bellows’ opening and closing—this is where it all lies…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This isn’t martial arts! He hurriedly flipped to the last page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gaze upward at the Great Void; golden secret characters are clear, filling the cosmos. In the midst of fire and flame, the emissary appears. Whoever attains this may return to the Immortal Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti laughed and sighed in disbelief, closing the book. This was surely a Daoist internal thunder cultivation method—rare, priceless to Daoists, but of little use to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This might generate internal qi, but it certainly won’t produce thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoist thunder methods are divided into internal and external: external uses hand seals and talismans to summon thunder; internal cultivates thunder within oneself to release it outward. Either way, it’s all empty promises—no one has ever truly controlled thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This method resembles internal qi cultivation at first glance, but who knows what awaits at the end? If you stall or go insane, there’ll be no one to blame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tossed the book aside and picked up the second volume. Upon opening it, his heart sank slightly—the text read only a few words: Supplement to the Supreme Primordial Spirit Mysterious Scripture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t martial arts either. He flipped further—the second volume was even worse than the first. It was filled with Daoist jargon, vague and grandiose, all empty rhetoric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two volumes in a row, neither martial arts. Zhao Ti reconsidered Gao Taotao’s earlier words: Zhang Junfang had gone to the secret vault not to seek martial arts, but Daoist scriptures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shanhai Pavilion was a grand repository of martial arts, but it bore the words “Daoist” before it—and held many Daoist classics. When Emperor Taizong seized Shanhai Pavilion’s martial arts during wartime, time was short; he surely made no careful distinctions and brought back the scriptures along with the martial texts, storing them all in the treasury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Junfang searched the realm for Daoist scriptures—only to find the lone surviving copies unique to Shanhai Pavilion. Why would he attach martial arts to the Heavenly Palace Treasury, a Daoist scripture? At this thought, Zhao Ti felt a chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a martial arts manual, he couldn’t just head to Wuliang Mountain. The people from Jianhu Palace and Shennong Sect were manageable, but if he encountered the Four Evils, he’d be in trouble. Besides, Wuliang Mountain wasn’t Song territory—it was Dali’s land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he first ask Zhou Dong for an internal qi cultivation method, then discard it later if he obtained the Northern Darkness Divine Art?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pondered a moment, picked up the third book, and opened it. Hmm…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Heavenly One Generates Water: The Commentaries of the Tongjian!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heavenly One Generates Water” comes from the Hetu; the Tongjian is a Daoist classic synthesizing and annotating the Yi Jing, Dao De Jing, and Nan Hua Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heavenly One Generates Water” means all things arise from water; heaven and earth unite the five directions, yin and yang merge the five elements. The Yi Jing further explains: one and six dwell in the north, for heaven generates water, earth completes it—signifying that in the primordial cosmos, water was the first natural element.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was hope! Zhao Ti raised an eyebrow—the left margin bore small script: Compiled by Fan Changsheng of the Cheng Han.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheng Han was one of the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Eastern Jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Fan Changsheng—he narrowed his eyes—he was a figure of great renown!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Eight Immortals of Shu: the eight who attained Dao in Shu. They were Rongcheng Gong, Li Er, Dong Zhongshu, Zhang Daoling, Yan Junping, Li Babei, Fan Changsheng, and Erzhu Xian—all masters of their sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Changsheng was born in the Jian’an era of Emperor Xian of Han, a leader of the Northern Celestial Masters. Liu Bei summoned him but he refused; Liu Shan converted his residence into the Changsheng Pavilion. The Lie Xian Zhuan says he lived over a hundred years, revered as an immortal, called “Changsheng.” The Zizhi Tongjian notes he was learned and multi-talented, lived past a hundred, and was worshipped like a god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the chaos at the end of the Western Jin, Fan Changsheng declined the throne and helped Li Xiong establish the Great Cheng state—one of the Sixteen Kingdoms—and was granted the title Grand Master of the Four Seasons and Eight Festivals of Heaven and Earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti flipped rapidly through the pages: “Heavenly One Generates Water—the Qian and Kun as the cauldron, yin and yang as the dam, water and fire as the mechanism, the five elements as aids, the mysterious essence as the foundation…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is all this? I don’t want to read this! Zhao Ti frowned tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flipped halfway and found a single page, inscribed in plum-blossom small seal script: “Recorded by the Daoist Changsheng: The Method of Heavenly One Generates Water—Section One: Yin Finger—For Cross-Reference with the Scripture.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Finger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yin Finger of the Heavenly One Generates Water Method!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Zhao Ti, who prided himself on inner composure and deep strategy, could not help but leap to his feet and slam his hand on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It truly was the Yin Finger! So this was its origin—no wonder it could rival Dali’s Yang Finger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why prepend “Heavenly One Generates Water”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood the phrase’s meaning—but here, it could not mean its original sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dali’s Yang Finger is the precursor to the Six Meridians Sword; Lingbo Microsteps are paired with Northern Darkness Divine Art. Could this Yin Finger have a sequel?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget it—when Yin Finger was used by Hunyuan Pili Hand Cheng Kun in the Yitian era, it was terrifyingly potent; only pure yang internal qi could purge its chilling force. But where in the world could one find pure yang internal qi? Now that he had this finger technique, where could he not go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti carefully placed the book in his robe, then turned to the two sword cases on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to test the sharpness of the two swords. First, he opened the short case—white and red light flashed, revealing the short sword. Here, away from the palace, he examined it closely: the blade was elegant, slender, delicate, like a beauty of unmatched grace—each glance deepened his affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out, gently grasped the hilt, and lifted it—white and red light flickered faintly again. He could not tell what metal alloy forged it, yet the blade shimmered with a pale red hue, dazzling and beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took down the hanging sword from the study wall and swung lightly—the ordinary sword snapped cleanly in two. Clearly, a blade that could cut through iron as if it were mud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, good, good!” Zhao Ti reluctantly returned the short sword to its case, then drew out the long sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long sword had the same ancient design—the weapon Emperor Taizong had carried for decades. He drew it and examined it closely. As Gao Taotao had said, there was no inscription—it was an unnamed blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought a moment, then swung the long sword again at the hanging sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clang!” This time, it did not slice through. The two blades locked together, evenly matched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti withdrew his wrist and shook his head. It was just an ordinary long sword. He studied it a moment longer but saw nothing special, then sheathed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Taizong had no advantages in his youth—where would he have gotten a precious sword? This old blade was likely just worn from long use, habit keeping it by his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After pondering, Zhao Ti was about to head to the Wang Fu’s training chamber to study the Yin Finger technique, when a knock came at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zhan called softly from outside: “Your Highness, someone from the palace has arrived with an imperial edict—the Empress Dowager wishes to see you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Empress Dowager? Empress Xiang? Zhao Ti’s lips curled. It must be Zhao Ji who went to complain—Empress Xiang intends to defend him.\u003C\u002Fp>",1449,"2026-06-19T22:30:31.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","10646a526b2f301dfc3c535e5f6995e66d57cf866f0a8554d6040f4d11cb61fc","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-22","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-20",270,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-cover.jpg"]