[{"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-228":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},2271923,4437,"Chapter 228: Autumn","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-228",228,"\u003Cp>Dongjing, autumn wind bleak, yellow leaves falling from branches, the sight desolate and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today it rained, sparsely and intermittently, cold and clear—a single autumn rain brings a chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti sat in the pavilion at the lake’s center, gazing at the mist-shrouded water, his heart blurred and empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Zhu and Lan Jian stood behind him; You Cao held a painted fish-food jar, while the young maid Ru Yi leaned over the pavilion’s lacquered red railing, feeding the fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fish grew even more lively, not only opening their mouths for food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First, go find Xiang’er.” In his helplessness, Yin Junfeng immediately thought of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Jiang Mo didn’t know why he came here tonight to find her—he simply wanted to see her, so he came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Junfeng was watching Tie Xiangxue practice her swordplay, and he wasn’t particularly shocked. Perhaps, to him, the power she displayed now didn’t reach even seven-tenths of what he’d imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Junfeng was puzzled; that old question still left him bewildered. Why had he entered the Death Black Wheel, chosen the path of death, yet not died? Could this be linked to the Four Symbols? Then what exactly was the connection?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Nanzhi’s mind felt as if set ablaze, dizzy and foggy; she hadn’t even processed what Xiao Chuyun meant by those words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light here was deep, like a solitary, faint flame in darkness, flickering with tiny starlight, occasionally swallowed by the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the King of Slaughter opened the entrance to Hell Road, Guang Ling had been standing beside the battlefield, watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a genuine external-strength martial artist; among the younger generation of Jiangcheng’s martial world, he was among the elite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she remained trapped in the Seven Kill Array, even though death still loomed before her, all her panic and helplessness vanished the instant she heard that voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, why would the Hill family trade this land for a territory so far away in the Extreme Frost Lands?” Chen Luo pondered and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this fate of mine not entirely your doing?” Tian Yi spoke these words with utter calmness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No idea. Maybe… some kind of weapon?” Another shook his head. If it were merely a skill attack, they couldn’t fathom what skill could cover such a vast area—after all, even the Evangelist’s beam could only kill enemies along a single straight line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Lin suddenly slammed the table, jolting everyone in the conference room into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, Chen Jian ignored Hu Lin’s stunned expression, bowed, mounted his horse, and rode away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Lin reversed the car, got out, threw the stones from the vehicle onto the roadside, took out a cloth from inside to wipe the dust off the windshield, then returned to the driver’s seat and turned on the wipers to clean it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t draw his sword because he didn’t want to accidentally injure Ying Quan—after all, Ying Quan was the son of Xi Fei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the Prince believes the two soldiers who monitored Mei Er during the day might have conspired with others to kill him, why trust only Qin Ji’s account and interrogate only Zhao Geng?” Li Jing said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wangyue was not a sword cultivator, but he possessed the orthodox cultivation method of sword cultivators; thus, he looked down on this man—and his sect—from the bottom of his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its daily routine was sleeping by day, sleeping by night, always sleeping—its entire day spent listless and drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sufficient strength can shatter every conspiracy!” Sheng Qi always believed in the supremacy of strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the male protagonist from M Country appeared; after a series of events, he picked up the Monkey King’s Staff fallen to the mortal realm and arrived in the Eastern Lands, where he met Lu Yan, Jin Yanzi, and a monk transformed from Monkey’s hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most poor villagers lacked firearms and ammunition; to kill a giant serpent with only knives and bows was already remarkable.\u003C\u002Fp>",658,"2026-06-19T22:30:32.558Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","42077986b5e0848903c6bb1de8ab766ee4f17990d2e0714dbf3fb09b3551cc87","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-229","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-227",270,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-cover.jpg"]