[{"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-213":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},2271908,4437,"Chapter 213: Discovery","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-213",213,"\u003Cp>This palace, built of ice, was exquisitely beautiful yet utterly empty, devoid of any furnishings, cold and desolate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiumo Zhi, Huo Linglong, and the others circled the perimeter of the hall, examining for traces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Jiumo Zhi shook his head: “This hall hasn’t been visited in a long time—the frost on the ground is thick, formed over decades or even centuries, and has never been cleared.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti thought for a moment, then walked toward the back door of the ice hall: “Let’s go outside and take a look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Ya Ling’s explanation, Ka Xiu felt a chill run down his spine—he had never imagined such a thing existed within his soul. Even thinking about it afterward sent shivers through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One is the Guard-Yang-Embrace-Yin Secret, the other the Guard-Yin-Embrace-Yang Secret—yin and yang opposing yet complementary. If both are practiced together, they form the Mountain of Mao’s foundational scripture, the Yin-Yang Spirit Subjugation Secret, though the difficulty increases tenfold or more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the back courtyard of the stone temple stood a solitary grave; the tombstone bore the inscription: “To My Beloved Wife, Qun, by Han Qing.” A gentle breeze stirred the bamboo grove, and a figure appeared, clad in a black cloak edged with gold thread, his face not handsome but strikingly enduring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hao rolled his eyes, deciding further discussion with this thing was pointless, and fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade, razor-sharp, tore through the air; cracks spread from the lakeshore into the Blood Lake, carving a trench several zhang wide, sending waves of blood surging outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, seeing the security guards approaching the scene, the agent turned and roared at Chen Baliang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, Ji Ran sat before her computer, her thoughts scattered; her hands rested on the keyboard, yet not a single word could be typed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pavilion every five li, a palace every ten, vermilion walls and emerald tiles gleaming with elegance; towers and terraces half-hidden in golden mist, forests and peaks reflected like paintings in a mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Qian, leading the way, was also pondering this question: indeed, such an important item would never be casually discarded—but what had befallen this powerful figure remained unknown to all. Perhaps completing the game would reveal the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you mad? You want to bring the Hairy Ones back to the village? What if they retaliate?” Chu Xiaotian demanded angrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped into the elevator, and the doors slowly closed. He and Lu Xi drew closer; Lu Xi’s pleasant body scent drifted toward Lin Dong, filling him with clarity and refreshment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, Old Su, you’re finally back—I’ve been waiting for you all morning!” As Su Wen stepped through the door, Shen Bancheng grabbed him and pulled him into a seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her expression grow heavy, Yan Cheng lifted his finger and gently brushed her now-stiffened cheek, then continued speaking to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two brothers exchanged a subtle glance—confident, smug—certain Jun Qing would seize this chance to find a way to attach herself to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The previously oppressive space fell into quiet calm after the old man’s departure; the room felt unnaturally still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, she killed herself!” Jian Chen burst from the elevator, shouting; everyone in the lobby turned to stare, and Liu Nanfeng’s ring clattered to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sat at the dining table; Rao Kexin noticed Liu Dongyun still motionless, walked over, and took hold of his hand, still tucked in his hair. Liu Dongyun looked up at her, dazed; Rao Kexin smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phone kept vibrating—short, sharp pulses—each one a WeChat message. Lin Dong knew: it was probably Zheng Hui, still chatting. He hadn’t replied in so long; she must be anxious. He hurriedly picked up the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, this put Lin Dong in a bind—he was at Qu Yingying’s place; how could he send her his location without revealing her address to Guo Yali? Lin Dong fretted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students who had come to buy pills now looked at the alchemy students with strange eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Lingsheng gripped the arrow’s tail, flicked his wrist, and deflected another arrow fired from a completely different direction; the hidden arrow fell to the ground, while his own feathered arrow snapped halfway—this second shot carried far greater force and a far more cunning angle; clearly, the attacker had studied the terrain carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>",714,"2026-06-19T22:30:32.558Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","845f0955bed21b64155cbee04e83a514bfd49346a9486a69d0ccf74cbf82539d","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-214","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-212",270,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-cover.jpg"]