[{"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-229":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},2271924,4437,"Chapter 229: Awakening the Dao","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-229",229,"\u003Cp>Three days later, Zhao Ti changed into a simple, elegant robe, had Tong Guan prepare the carriage, took A Zhu and Lan Jian, and summoned Bai Zhan and Su Da, heading straight for Shenxiao Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shenxiao Temple, funded by Zhao Ji, stood within the inner city of Dongjing, on Junyi Bridge Street in the southwest, just one street away from Yuqing Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuqing Temple had once been a subsidiary branch of the former Yuqing Zhaoying Palace, which Emperor Zhenzong had begun constructing in the second year of Dazhong Xiangfu, taking eight years to complete; at the time, it was not only Dongjing’s\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lin wiped the fine sweat from his brow, thinking to himself: though he felt fairly confident about the results of his efforts, he still had a flicker of unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under that spear thrust, the Saint of Love’s waist snapped clean—sharp “crack” and searing pain surged to his brain, screaming bad news, yet he could do nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During their random inspections of the coffins, each skeleton’s skull had been pinned down by branches of the Yinwei tree by the dark sorcerer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black crescent shot forth from the sword duel, slicing straight toward the metal cage ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he departed the banquet in grand style; indeed, everyone invited had been fooled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hao’s men were decent enough, but he was far too arrogant—he always believed himself unbeatable, yet never understood that beyond heaven there is higher heaven, beyond people there are greater people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Take that big-eyed fellow—I heard he’s one of Wang Fengming’s Four Red Sticks; though he walks slowly, when it comes to fighting, he’s no slouch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The zombies were no exaggeration—he began telling Zhou Rui about Zhu Que and Qiang Wei’s exploits, centering on the recent public assassination of a high-ranking American official and the bombing of the Yamaguchi-gumi’s top brass, leaving Zhou Rui stunned; he doubted he could have pulled it off himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about a quarter-hour, the stone cauldron exuded rich fragrance and radiant light; Shen Yi ceased channeling spiritual energy, formed a hand seal, and cast the final spiritual incantation—“Hum~”—the cauldron trembled gently, all strange phenomena vanished, leaving only a faint, elusive medicinal scent as if whispering something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the auctioneer’s final words, the auction ended completely; all that remained was settling payment and delivery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the crowd’s murmurs, Yongchang Marquis’s mouth twisted—he’d been forced into a corner before he’d even spoken; if he denied it now, wouldn’t he be slapping his own face?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d originally planned to draw them inside to explain and preserve both families’ faces, but when Qiao Hongyuan showed such shamelessness, Xiangyang Marquis’s eyes flared and his temper surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually, he felt her warmth return, her shivering lessening; only then did he dare loosen his arms slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Luo orchestrated this solely to lure them into the trap. Yet she ignored even the fact that the death-servants had been sent away—clearly a warning she’d already given them—but still, the three followed her planned route into the trap she’d designed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I should’ve told you sooner!” Ye Xuanling’s gaze toward her grew even more intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Rou lowered her eyes, thinking: this form of address must mean Xiao Jingtang’s relationship with the Third Prince was truly extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her perform so convincingly, even Yan Wushuang wanted to give her a thumbs-up—how good she was at acting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Rou had anticipated being exposed by Shu Fang; after all, her differences from Du Wenrou’s personality were too great, and disguise couldn’t last long—especially since Shu Fang knew Du Wenrou too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Qiao Hongyuan unconsciously aligned himself with Ye Xuanling’s group, his expression taking on a more subservient tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Wutong nodded—these people had repeatedly tried to kill them; they must uncover who had sent them.\u003C\u002Fp>",627,"2026-06-19T22:30:32.558Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","45f0b1c8005ae430ae89e47a7c2e8468251c05ecb4125f7e84377502624c59c8","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-230","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-228",270,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-cover.jpg"]