[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-119":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},2267219,4427,"Chapter 119: The Dormant Death Immortal Method! Your Mother Is Human Xiao","pure-yang-chapter-119",119,"\u003Cp>Wuwei Sect, the Thirteen Zodiacs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Si Snake, Bai Yujing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Thirteen Zodiacs…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s expression changed instantly—he had never imagined that someone of the Thirteen Zodiacs would be hiding inside Xuanyuan Temple; truly, the greatest concealment lies in the marketplace. Most astonishing of all, the stranger had openly revealed his identity right before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Dao cultivator’s breath is like a perpetually burning lamp; when the heart stirs, wind rises, and the flame fades.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Yun Jianyue—or perhaps Bai Yujing—spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Fan, your breathing is disordered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had the words left her lips than Zhang Fan’s peripheral vision caught the door behind him—he turned and moved to retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the instant he thought to flee, the old wooden door slammed shut with a violent crash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the dim room, only the oil lamp in Yun Jianyue’s hand hissed softly, casting a dim yellow glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Human thoughts grow restless and emotions fluctuate because they fail to recognize the impermanence of this world…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All dharmas are impermanent; anything is possible. Knowing this, how can one be agitated?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue’s lips curled slightly as she regarded Zhang Fan with keen interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t your father ever teach you!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Zhang Fan stepped forward, forming the Heavenly Ding Seal with both hands, steadying his breath, tapping his teeth nine times, muttering incantations under his breath, his eyes suddenly blazing with sharp light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tianpeng, Tianpeng, Nine Yuan’s Fiery Child.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five Ding’s Command, High and Fierce Northern Elder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seven Proclamations, Eight Spirits, Supreme Supreme Malevolence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uttering the true name, the incantation stirred the eight directions, startling ghosts and gods. As soon as the method activated, fierce winds surged around Zhang Fan, his form shifting violently—two fangs seemed to flicker, his menacing aura overwhelming Tai Sui, his profound Dao art suppressing demons and evils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Northern Emperor’s Law, Tianpeng Incantation!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue’s lips curled slightly. She stood still, gently swaying her lamp. A wisp of blue smoke curled out, forming chains that tightly bound the phantom fangs born of the wind. The pressure grew, and in an instant, the fangs shattered into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t anyone tell you that when the Dao rises a foot, the demon rises a yard?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The powerful shockwave cracked the floor, and splinters of wood flew like blades across Zhang Fan’s cheeks, crimson blood dripping onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Primordial Dao Mother, All-Heaven’s Celestial Sovereign.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord of the Stars, Master of the Dipper Court.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Central Heaven’s Divine Qi, Nine Emperors, Supreme Sovereign.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Zhang Fan could even steady his stance, he formed the Finger-Dipper Seal, muttering incantations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heavenly Mother’s Heart Incantation!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, a speck of starlight descended to the mortal realm, condensing into his body to replace it. Zhang Fan’s robes flared wildly, shimmering with radiant light—as if a great star had descended, radiating divine might. Every gesture carried immense power. One step carried him before Yun Jianyue, his fist, wreathed in brilliant starlight, striking toward her skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This place sees no sky or sun—where is there brilliant starlight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue sighed. The flame in her lamp suddenly extinguished. Instantly, even the starlight surrounding Zhang Fan vanished as if swallowed by darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, a loud explosion rang out—a dark figure flew backward, blood splattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, the dim candle flame reignited, illuminating the dark room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan staggered to his feet, a horrific wound gashed across his chest, fresh blood gushing from torn flesh. Cracks now spiderwebbed across the walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Fan, compared to ten years ago, your cultivation hasn’t improved—but your temper has grown much worse,” Yun Jianyue chuckled lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten years ago… we met before? That night, you were also beneath Longhu Mountain?” Zhang Fan’s brow lifted coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? It seems you’ve remembered quite a bit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue held her candle, her eyes brightening with hidden meaning. “It seems you’re nearing liberation from your karmic trial.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you escape your trial, you may be in great danger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the candlelight, Yun Jianyue’s beautiful eyes glinted with a chilling frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s expression darkened instantly—he grew wary, daring not to let his guard slip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not fought the Thirteen Zodiacs for the first time. Each of them was unique, their methods unfathomably profound. Even with his rapid cultivation progress, he still felt powerless before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Trapped in prison, do you still believe there’s a glimmer of hope?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue smiled, her mocking gaze fixed on the grotesque wound on Zhang Fan’s chest, watching the crimson blood drip steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the moment the falling blood touched the floor, it emitted blue smoke. The worn floor ignited in faint flickers—as if the blood carried an incredibly terrifying heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Yun Jianyue’s smile faded slightly, her eyes darkening with seriousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that instant, Zhang Fan’s eyes slowly turned crimson, as if flames were rising within. If observed with his Nascent Soul, his body resembled a furnace—his true yang energy surged like wild fire through every limb and bone. Though no visible flame erupted, the floor beneath his feet was already burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A three-foot sword of Golden Core forms in the belly, inhaling and exhaling the essence of fire.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue’s smile vanished completely, replaced by solemn gravity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pure Yang True Intent—Flame Dragon Golden Core Sword!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan stepped forward. The air around him turned combustible, exploding upward and blasting open the ceiling. Roaring flames surged skyward, nearly overturning half the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such terrifying commotion finally forced Yun Jianyue to step back two paces. The blazing fire seemed to ignite the surrounding air. Through the warped smoke, Zhang Fan’s figure advanced, his eyes spewing piercing light—terrible, inhuman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You truly are an anomaly—reincarnated into a trial, yet you attained Pure Yang True Intent and forged the Flame Dragon Golden Core Sword!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue could see that Zhang Fan’s method had only grasped its essence—it was not yet fully formed. Yet even this initial edge was extraordinary. If perfected, it would surely rival one-third of its ancient ferocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan exhaled torrents of fire. The air twisted and warped. The vast room was instantly consumed by roaring true flames, spreading toward the entire building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden structure of the house ignited in moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Truly impressive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue held her candle, sighing softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sigh was deep and mournful, echoing through the dim, empty room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room remained the same…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No roaring fire. No scattered debris. No blood. Zhang Fan still stood there, unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His peripheral vision caught the wooden door just closing behind him—the deafening crash still ringing in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan felt dazed. He looked up instinctively and saw the candle in Yun Jianyue’s hand—its flame bright, distinct, profoundly mysterious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just now…” Zhang Fan frowned, his mind blank. That hollow, powerless feeling—like waking from a great dream—left countless thoughts fluttering, yet he could not grasp or hold any.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In dreams, the Six Realms are clear; upon awakening, all is empty—no great universe remains.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue placed her lamp on the table, murmuring softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was that your Dao method? A false dream?” Zhang Fan asked, still dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of the Thirteen Zodiacs possessed a unique method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You Rooster excelled in Star-Dipper arts, Wu Horse mastered all-form talismans, Hai Pig carried the power of Gluttony and Repair…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Si Snake, Bai Yujing, naturally had his own Immortal Method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Life is but a great dream; within the dream, one uses falsehood to cultivate truth,” Yun Jianyue’s slender fingers moved gently, swaying the candle flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Fan, you think what just happened was a dream—how do you know this moment isn’t one too?” Yun Jianyue smiled lightly. “Or rather, since that night ten years ago, have you not been dreaming, still asleep?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you trying to disrupt my Dao heart?” Zhang Fan’s brow furrowed, his vigilance at its peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know what’s sealed inside the ritual jar sent by the Jiangsu Dao Alliance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Yun Jianyue changed the subject abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How would I know?” Zhang Fan’s expression turned strange—he had no idea why she asked this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me tell you a story.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue’s gaze slowly left Zhang Fan and turned toward the flickering candlelight beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What exactly are you trying to do?” Zhang Fan said, alert to the extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I once became a vegetable due to an accident, lying in a hospital for years, until I turned twenty…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Jianyue ignored Zhang Fan’s reaction and continued speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An accident once left her bedridden for three full years; she awoke only at age twenty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, the young Yun Jianyue discovered she was in a private hospital, deep in the mountains, housing nothing but vegetative patients like herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, she was among the youngest—and the luckiest—awakening after only three years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At the time, I had no family—only medical staff cared for me… They said my family had gone abroad and would return soon to fetch me,” Yun Jianyue’s eyes held a glimmer of memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hospital’s medical conditions were excellent, indicating her family’s wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After I woke up, I only underwent rehabilitation training within the hospital…” Yun Jianyue continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most patients there were vegetative like her; only a few awakened ones trained daily alongside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Among them… one old man was most peculiar—he had only one eye; the blind one bore a deep scar. Every day he spoke to the sun, and when night fell, he became delirious, even banging his head against the wall…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He always said… that once you fall asleep, you never wake up… everyone is asleep…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doctor merely said this was a side effect of sleeping too long. Later, I never saw that old man again; the nurses said his family had taken him away—until one day…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, Yun Jianyue paused slightly, glancing unconsciously at Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Yun Jianyue fell asleep early. In the late hours, she heard a faint rustling. Half-asleep, she vaguely saw her door open; when she rose to look, she saw a dark shadow writhing beside her bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, she rubbed her eyes, and by the moonlight, she saw it was a giant snake, its scales gleaming with an oily sheen…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant snake had only one eye—a blind eye marked by a deep scar. It reared up, flicking its tongue at Yun Jianyue. Beneath the pale moonlight, it seemed as if it wished to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I fainted from fear. When I woke, I told the nurses about it. They just smiled and said it was only a dream…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Yun Jianyue’s lips curled slightly, revealing a faint, almost imperceptible smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I began to believe it… until one night, I heard that rustling again…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I gathered my courage, stepped out of my room, and saw another giant snake in the quiet corridor—but it wasn’t the one I’d seen that night…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It saw me, then turned and walked away…” Yun Jianyue’s tone grew icy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, she was as if possessed, following the snake all the way to a corner of the hospital, taking an ancient elevator down to the basement…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, she witnessed a scene she would never forget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glass containers around her were filled with unknown liquids, each holding various specimens: infant skulls, some glowing with a golden luster, like refined pills…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unformed embryos had been surgically hollowed out with nine holes, as if mimicking the body’s nine orifices…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A still-beating, warm heart was fused to the skeleton of a serpent…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows of beds held patient after patient; several she recognized, their heads connected to tubes inserted into their scalps…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What was that?” Zhang Fan finally asked, unable to hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In Daoist cultivation, there is a special method of immortality called the Sleep Method,” Yun Jianyue said coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a person sleeps, their thoughts grow still, their conscious spirit fades, drawing closest to the primordial natural state. Of all things, the living dead come closest to this condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, in ancient times, great Daoists once theorized that if one could cultivate while asleep, they might comprehend the Pure Yang Wuji Dao and unveil the secret of eternal life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Xiyi!” Zhang Fan murmured thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Tuan, Chen Xiyi, was a renowned Song Dynasty alchemist said to have attained the Pure Yang Wuji Dao in his sleep, ascending to the rank of terrestrial immortal and flying upward in broad daylight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sleeping immortal, sleeping immortal, high on stone roots, forgetting years, the three lights sink, yet nature remains complete,” Yun Jianyue whispered softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In nature, the creature closest to this state is the snake… in winter, it burrows underground, holding a mouthful of soil, hibernating in false death. When spring thunder rumbles, life surges forth—as if reborn from death, even achieving ascension and transformation into a dragon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Daoism, the snake is called the Hibernating Dragon, for it possesses both the method of hibernating death and the transformation of rebirth into dragon or serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That hospital was both a hell on earth and a cultivator’s sanctuary, both a Daoist cave and a worldly demon’s nest…” Yun Jianyue sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those patients were merely ingredients for alchemy. In sleep, the brain secretes special substances; combined with the Hibernating Dragon method, perhaps one could forge the elixir of eternal life…” Yun Jianyue said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But eternal life… who in all history has ever truly achieved it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Most of those ingredients became monsters…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Yun Jianyue turned her head, meeting Zhang Fan’s strange gaze, and let out a soft laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was just another ingredient. Eventually, I too would become a monster… so…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what?” Zhang Fan asked, voice low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That night… I locked every exit of the hospital, then set it all ablaze—burned it clean,” Yun Jianyue smiled, a smile of bitter vengeance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You burned them all inside?” Zhang Fan asked, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those who survived would have become monsters anyway,” Yun Jianyue said coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And what about you?” Zhang Fan countered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was too… so I was in that fire as well,” Yun Jianyue grinned, as if speaking of someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You didn’t leave?” Zhang Fan stared, unsettled, scanning Yun Jianyue up and down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I still remember the feeling of that fire—flesh burning, until even my bones turned to ash…” Yun Jianyue’s smile grew colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At the very moment I turned to ash, I woke up…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As her words ended, Zhang Fan froze, then asked with a strange expression: “You had a dream?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who knows? Perhaps life itself is just a dream,” Yun Jianyue spread her hands and shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I woke, I was in a Daoist temple, lying in a dirt pit, surrounded only by dim yellow candlelight…” Yun Jianyue’s gaze grew distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of all those people, only you woke up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft, delicate voice echoed through the temple, and a young girl approached, holding an oil lamp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re decent enough. You may stay by my side,” the girl said with an air of ancient wisdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you?” Yun Jianyue asked then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ren Xiao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re Ren Xiao!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This answer made the newly awakened Yun Jianyue stare in astonishment; in her mind, that name seemed supreme, untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not yet,” the girl set down the lamp, speaking calmly. “But you will be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then who are you now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My name is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Linglong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s words echoed in Yun Jianyue’s mind, timeless, unerasable—uttered at that very moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s eyes widened, his face trembling with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You didn’t hear wrong… the girl standing before me then was Li Linglong…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The future leader of the Thirteen Zodiacs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She… was Ren Xiao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2583,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","237aa4fd79ccbdd04e9778c5e18fba9172730848a97a44dfc477430eaa753c00","pure-yang-chapter-120","pure-yang-chapter-118",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]