[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-101":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Pure Yang!",{"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},2267201,4427,"Chapter 101: Reunion After Eleven Years! The Twelve Zodiacs, the Rooster","pure-yang-chapter-101",101,"\u003Cp>Green mountains share the same wind and rain; the bright moon has never made two lands apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The path of cultivation is long, and there are always companions along the way; on this endless journey to immortality, bowing to a fellow Daoist, though we met as children, even as time flies like an arrow, reunion still finds us unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If my heart does not die, the Dao has no gate; if this calamity does not come, my life cannot endure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I give you destiny—this great calamity as medicine for immortality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadows of days past scattered, then reappeared in Wang Xuangang’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames blazed across the sky, fierce and roaring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re different from before…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifteen-year-old Wang Xuangang stared at eleven-year-old Zhang Fan, his eyes filled with horror, unable to believe what he saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black and white qi swirled around eleven-year-old Zhang Fan, arising and vanishing—such a feeling, sacred and supreme, yet in an instant, it felt as if a demon loomed over a chasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a daze, Wang Xuangang felt Zhang Fan’s Nascent Soul spread across heaven and earth, like a vast clouded sky pressing down, crushing his breath, paralyzing his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His Nascent Soul… a human… can a Nascent Soul grow this strong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Wang Xuangang was drenched in sweat, soaking his clothes, barely able to hold himself together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with such pressure, Wang Xuangang’s Nascent Soul nearly shattered; his heart trembled. Though born into the Worship the Dipper Sect, he had never seen such an anomaly, such a monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This method is complete—now there are no laws, no heavens.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a violent sound erupted, startling the golden river ten li away, its emerald waves rippling; amid the blazing flames, two terrifying figures crossed like illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What… what is that?” Wang Xuangang gasped in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened—he felt the two auras within the flames, mysterious and real, terrifyingly inhuman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, they were fighting, clashing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My parents.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleven-year-old Zhang Fan glanced casually, speaking softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Wang Xuangang froze. He was about to ask again, but Zhang Fan cut him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m leaving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where to?” Wang Xuangang pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past year, he and Zhang Fan often trained and sparred here, forging a deep bond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among Wang’s peers, few were worthy of his regard as rivals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this boy was different—younger than him, yet his Dao art was so powerful it filled Wang Xuangang with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bit by bit, they grew close; Wang Xuangang came to sincerely admire him, as both Daoist brother and true friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, as his Daoist brother departed, his heart swelled with mixed emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the Golden River, flames burned endlessly; the two terrifying figures still clashed, while dark clouds gathered overhead, accompanied by surging thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleven-year-old Zhang Fan watched coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are you going?” Wang Xuangang asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dragon Tiger Mountain!” Eleven-year-old Zhang Fan’s lips parted, uttering three words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you see my destiny star fall, or if I meet death or disaster…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan slowly turned his head, his gaze deep, no longer like that of an eleven-year-old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take care.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Zhang Fan turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will we meet again?” Wang Xuangang cried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Green mountains share the same wind and rain; the bright moon has never made two lands apart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words drifted softly into the fierce night wind; the flames roared, but the boy’s figure vanished—only the swirling black and white qi remained, like divine and demonic phantoms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Make calamity your medicine for immortality—Daoist brother, I knew you wouldn’t die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the training hall, Wang Xuangang’s loud laughter shook the floor, leaving everyone in stunned silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All exchanged glances, unable to believe what they saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That madman of the Wang family—the one everyone feared—was showing such kindness to an outsider, as if reuniting with an old friend, overjoyed beyond words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was simply unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Some things I can’t recall, but luckily I still remember you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan smiled. Long ago, to escape the calamity of endless darkness, he had planned ahead and cultivated the [Divide Soul Great Art].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of his key memories and power were taken by the [Evil God]; fortunately, after consuming the [Fierce God], he recovered scattered fragments of memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuangang was one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How are you here?” Wang Xuangang asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan raised his finger toward Wang Xuanmiao, who paled instantly, her face trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had intended to use Wang Xuangang, the madman, to trap Zhang Fan here forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she never dreamed Wang Xuangang and Zhang Fan were old acquaintances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This madman had no friends within the clan, let alone an outsider—and most crucially, since the great fire eleven years ago, Wang Xuangang had hidden within the Wang household, never stepping outside. How could he have any friends?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuangang tilted his head, his fierce gaze like a drawn sword, instantly locking onto Wang Xuanmiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without asking for reasons, Wang Xuangang turned and walked toward Wang Xuanmiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what are you going to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmiao panicked. This madman ruled over Wang’s younger generation; even some elders avoided him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Wang Xuangang stood before her, his aura vast and tyrannical, like a small mountain bearing down; his hand descended, true yang surging like a vortex, engulfing Wang Xuanmiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a heartbeat, Wang Xuanmiao was trapped like a turtle in a jar or a bird in a cage, her slender body trembling uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang Xuangang, don’t get too arrogant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Wang Xuanmiao let out a long cry, forming the [Star Summoning Seal] with both hands, pointing toward the Big Dipper, murmuring incantations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Dipper’s Seven Stars, Jumen shines bright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Turn misfortune to fortune, dispel illusion and void.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Above, the Shocking Spirit, I pay homage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Below, ghosts and demons, bow to chaos.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmiao stepped back, her Nascent Soul observing—before her, three inches from her body, starlight surged, forming a gate that absorbed the true yang from Wang Xuangang’s palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jumen Avoiding Calamity Art!?” Zhang Fan recognized it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a Dao art of the Worship the Dipper Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, Jumen governs disputes, transforming fortune and misfortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In ancient times, if someone faced legal troubles, they would invite a statue of the [Jumen Star Lord] into their home, facing north to worship, praying to resolve disputes and turn disaster into blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Worship the Dipper Sect’s Dao arts, the Jumen lineage specializes in neutralizing and deflecting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True yang leaked from Wang Xuangang’s palm; even his hand lost its aim, veering off as if pulled by invisible force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Wang Xuanmiao surged forward, turning defense into offense—both fists clenched, her index and middle knuckles protruding, striking left and right at Wang Xuangang’s ear gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Double Peaks Piercing Ears—a deadly technique!” Zhang Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmiao, though female, was deeply hidden—her strength and courage surpassed even Wang Xuanqing. She first feigned weakness, using [Jumen Avoiding Calamity] to deflect Wang Xuangang’s fierce assault, then turned defense into offense with [Double Peaks Piercing Ears], striking straight for vital points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Double Peaks Piercing Ears] uses the protruding knuckles as peaks, targeting only the ear gate—strike true, and one may lose hearing, or die instantly. A lethal technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed, deeply hidden.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside them, Wang Xuanfei could not hide her surprise. In her eyes, Wang Xuanmiao had always been quiet, unassuming, never revealing anything—yet her combat experience was immense; her ability to deflect and strike with such cunning had thrown Wang Xuangang into peril.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmiao moved like lightning—Double Peaks Piercing Ears—her knuckles, charged with true yang, struck Wang Xuangang’s ear gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But an unbelievable sight occurred—Wang Xuangang’s skull rang like a great bell, thundering with vibration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He merely tilted his head; his complexion didn’t change, and a cruel smile curled at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-you… how…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmiao turned pale, unable to believe it—she had channeled true yang directly into his vital point. Anyone else would be dead. Yet this madman remained unharmed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I refined my body with the Big Dipper—you’re scratching my itch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuangang grinned, his hand descending—true yang surged like a tidal wave, slamming onto Wang Xuanmiao’s face. Then he slammed his palm into the ground—CRACK! The floor shattered, crimson blood splattering everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More latest popular novels at \u002Fp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmiao stiffened and collapsed, unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too damn brutal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This violent scene left everyone in stunned silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang Xuangang, are you rebelling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Wang Zhenshi could no longer sit still; as the head of the lodge, he had watched Wang Xuangang grow increasingly deranged and reckless, reaching a point where action could no longer be avoided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you keep yapping, I’ll smash you too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuangang didn’t turn his head. He slung the unconscious Wang Xuanmiao over his shoulder and walked toward Zhang Fan, calling out casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan slipped his hands into his pockets and gave Jiang Hu a signal to retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You fucking asshole… can you stop calling me for shit like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a sea of hostile stares, Jiang Hu followed Zhang Fan, lowering his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Taxis are too expensive—who the hell left the Five Spirit Rainbow Key with you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan offered a thoughtful explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lawless… utterly lawless...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zhenshi’s eyes blazed with fury, nearly unhinged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter how gifted he is, if he’s this lawless, keeping him is a disaster.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, a voice screamed inside Wang Zhenshi’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For years, debate over Wang Xuangang had never ceased within the Wang clan. Some believed that though he was mad and outrageous, his talent was too great, his Dao progress rising daily—he would one day become the Wang family’s ultimate trump card, capable of protecting their lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others argued that Wang Xuangang’s temperament was too uncontrollable; the higher his cultivation, the greater the risk. If he ever fully unlocked his powers and went truly mad, he would bring ruin, not fortune, to the Wang family—and should be suppressed or erased early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precisely because the clan had reached no consensus, Wang Zhenshi had hesitated, afraid to strike decisively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If this boy isn’t removed, he will become a great threat one day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ruthless glint flashed in Wang Zhenshi’s eyes. This time, he would firmly petition the clan to eliminate this threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beidou Lodge, third floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside a room—this was Wang Xuangang’s bedroom, larger than Zhang Fan’s home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splash splash...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuangang picked up a cup of ice water and poured it directly over Wang Xuanmiao’s face. The cold jolted her awake, washing away the congealed blood on her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you want… go ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuangang sat down lazily to the side and handed Wang Xuanmiao over to Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… what are you going to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmiao looked at the three men before her. Panic flashed in her eyes like a startled fawn; she instinctively shrank back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Zhang Fan sat down calmly himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you two kill Xiong Qianxing and Ming Chenxuan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That word was telling—it meant this man already knew what she and Wang Xuanqing had done that night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thousand thoughts surged through Wang Xuanmiao’s mind, yet her composure held firm. She instantly calmed and shook her head in denial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? So you’re planning to hold out to the end?” Zhang Fan smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead and kill me if you dare. Spreading lies—is that what a real man does?” Wang Xuanmiao sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was no ordinary woman. Her gaze was resolute; no matter what these three men intended, she would die fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. I like you defiant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking, Zhang Fan rose slowly and stepped before Wang Xuanmiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you going to do?” Wang Xuanmiao warned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a soft whisper, Zhang Fan reached out and placed his hand on Wang Xuanmiao’s forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange vibration rippled forth—like the soul departing the body, dissolving into mist and smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Soul Intrusion Technique!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuangang’s gaze sharpened instantly—he recognized the method. Zhang Fan’s tactics remained as devious and fierce as ever; in an instant, he had breached Wang Xuanmiao’s inner soul landscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the Dao art of Bai He Guan!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grand Sect law—superficially aligned, inwardly divided!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Hu was stunned, his expression turning grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On that day at the Shen household, Zhang Fan had used this very technique to pull him from the abyss, sparing him from the calamity of Da Ye Bu Liang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t fathom why Zhang Fan possessed Bai He Guan’s Dao art. Now, the man seemed even more mysterious to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young man, let me read your fate—check your fortune, see your future.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, within Wang Xuanmiao’s inner soul landscape, countless images and lights unfolded before Zhang Fan’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He caught a blurred figure standing before Wang Xuanqing and Wang Xuanmiao, in a scene he knew all too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rain falls from heaven, ground turns slick—your father’s surname, yours is too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me, is that accurate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When you take a taxi, you take a cab—your father’s sister, you call her ‘Big Aunt,’ right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Accurate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blurred figure spoke to himself, clearly acting the part of a charlatan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanqing and Wang Xuanmiao stared at the man as if he were a clown, tossed him a hundred-yuan note like charity to a beggar, said nothing, and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stars above, mortals below—who among the Big Dipper holds divinity?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the blurred figure whispered softly, causing Wang Xuanqing and Wang Xuanmiao to halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you?” Wang Xuanqing asked, voice low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe, easy… you can call me...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You Ji!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2271,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7ffcc24aa99955735d695bca64fa716b9437d5261379b775a9f3582e5571cc30","pure-yang-chapter-102","pure-yang-chapter-100",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]