[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-123":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},2267223,4427,"Chapter 123: Daoist Lineage, Immortal Clan! Hunting the Evil God","pure-yang-chapter-123",123,"\u003Cp>Chu Chaoran, a living true immortal of this age, has already attained the Pure Yang Ultimate Dao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the End Dharma Era, for cultivators, he is the mountain, the star, the sea, the living immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciple of such a being—his status is self-evident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the name Zhang Fan was utterly unfamiliar to everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it not been for Xuanjizi’s words, bearing the title of Chu’s disciple, he would surely have been dismissed as a fraud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chu’s disciple?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He is Chu Chaoran’s disciple?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the hall, a murmur erupted; all eyes turned to Zhang Fan, filled with three parts curiosity, seven parts astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chu’s disciple?” Hua Yixun’s gaze sharpened into a thread, fixed on Zhang Fan, scanning him as if trying to pierce through his very soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible—Chu’s final disciple is Xia Weisheng…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Gu Jingqiu could not help but cry out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Insolent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the words had fully left his mouth, Hua Yixun roared sharply, his piercing gaze striking Gu Jingqiu, forcing the latter to fall silent at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To question Xuanjizi like that—was a breach of propriety for a Laoshan disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unimaginable… unimaginable…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Yixun murmured softly, his eyes never leaving Zhang Fan for a single instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If he is Chu’s disciple, he must be a dragon among men.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Yixun knew that among the Ten Great Daoist Mountains, some disciples were famed far and wide—like Xia Weisheng of Zhenwu Mountain, An Wuyang of Zhongnan Mountain, Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang of Laojun Mountain—while others were secretly cultivated, unknown to the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Laoshan had disciples hidden within Xuanguan, their names unspoken in the mortal realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve made a big impression.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Hu leaned close to Zhang Fan and whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Zhang Fan had become the center of attention; to gain such focus in this setting was rare indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was that me making the impression?” Zhang Fan shot him a look, his gaze instinctively rising to Xuanjizi, high above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew everyone’s attention was not on him—but on Chu Chaoran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Zhang Fan could not understand why Xuanjizi had chosen this moment to make him the focus—his introduction had felt too overt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open the jar and summon the seal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Xuanjizi flicked his dust whisk, and a soft chant echoed, drawing all minds back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dust whisk sweeps away the turbid mortal world, opens the ritual altar, seeks the true self, and ascends to the Celestial Court to hear the Immortal’s decree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bell rang; incense curled in wisps. On the four ritual altars, Daoists led by Zhong Changming formed seals, murmured incantations, and before them, long flames roared to life, burning bright and unceasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, two young acolytes carried an ancient earthen jar to Xuanjizi’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuanjizi flicked his finger; a spark leapt from the red candle and landed upon the talisman sealing the jar’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Supreme One established the teaching, proclaiming the Dao; all beings hear its voice. Tonight, we enter this gate—Southern Dipper shines, Northern Dipper bright…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuanjizi chanted, and suddenly, an unnamed wind stirred within the hall, swaying the sacred candles, stirring the incense, and a few golden lights flashed as a precious box opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Xuanjizi, the precious box opened, revealing an ancient golden seal—palm-sized, perfectly round, its golden light inwardly contained, its surface scarred by time, radiating an aura of antiquity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dragon Tiger Seal… is this the [Seal of Divine Power to Subdue Demons] once gifted by the Zhang family of Dragon Tiger Mountain to Xuanyuan Temple?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Yixun’s eyes flared; as a Laoshan Daoist, he had heard of the legendary Dragon Tiger Seal, and especially of this [Seal of Divine Power to Subdue Demons] from Xuanyuan Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he sensed an unnamed energy swirling around the ancient seal, drawing in the hall’s entire qi, the flickering candle flames tilting toward one direction, the rising incense converging into a single stream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Seal of Divine Power to Subdue Demons… that is a Dragon Tiger Mountain artifact.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Daoist ritual artifacts—the Dragon Tiger Seal is unmatched… nine [Mountain-Breaking Temple-Toppling] campaigns slew countless unenlightened demons, subjugated innumerable mountain and sea spirits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Zhang family of Dragon Tiger Mountain—called the Zongliu  of Daoism, the Immortal Clan… since the Great Daoist Cataclysm eighty years ago, this lineage vanished. I never thought I’d live to see the Dragon Tiger Seal again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Different voices stirred in the hearts of all present, their burning gazes fixed on the palm-sized golden seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this very moment, for everyone standing in this hall, to witness this seal was fate, was fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Zhang Fan’s eyes were locked on the seal, unblinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden impulse stirred within him—he did not know why, but felt an odd sensation, as if reuniting with something long lost, overwhelming joy surging within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Zhang family of Dragon Tiger Mountain, over two thousand years, forged only sixty-three seals besides the Five [Ancestral Seals], each inscribed with the Heavenly Decree, commanding: ‘Supreme Elder, swiftly as law!’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jingqiu gripped his hands tightly, staring at the seal, his spirit trembling, barely able to contain himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since ancient times, nine out of ten Daoists bore the surname Zhang, one bore Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Zhang—was the Zhang of Dragon Tiger Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To all cultivators, it was a mountain impossible to ignore, impossible to surpass, towering over the mortal realm for nearly two millennia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dao arose from the Primordial, yet flourished through Dragon Tiger—this lineage was peerless under heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But eighty years since the Great Daoist Cataclysm, the Zhang family’s incense had gone cold; to the young today, this surname was closer to legend—vague, intangible, unseen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a violent sound echoed from outside the hall, accompanied by a sinister, eerie aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Demon qi!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Audacious demon! How dare you wreak havoc in Xuanyuan Temple!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All hearts jolted—they had never imagined that tonight, with so many experts gathered, during the sacred ritual to summon the seal, a demon would dare intrude—utterly ignorant of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shi Shougong? That’s his aura…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sui Chunsheng and Zhan Xinyue exchanged glances, recognizing the swirling demon qi—it was unmistakably Shi Shougong, who had ambushed them that night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides him… there’s another demon aura—stronger still,” Jiang Hu frowned, speaking low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, young Hua.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuanjizi’s expression remained calm, as if he had expected this—summoning the seal and refining the spirit was no trivial matter; how could it proceed without trials or calamity?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To expel demons and defend the Dao is our duty!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Yixun nodded, stepped forward, and a gale surged as he exited the hall; several other Xuanyuan Temple experts followed after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan remained still, sensing the two demon auras outside did not linger—they fled instantly in opposite directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the ancient earthen jar upon the altar trembled violently; cracks spread across its surface, and a terrifying, indescribable aura surged forth—as if something within was about to emerge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Xuanjizi formed seals with both hands, stepped the Heavenly Gang, and chanted incantations…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A high chant to the Celestial Realm summoned the seal’s divine power; the ancient golden seal’s luster grew denser. If one observed with the Nascent Soul, one would see brilliant golden light burst forth like a spring, pouring endlessly into the broken earthen jar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a strange fluctuation arose and vanished within the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s heart shook—he felt his Nascent Soul leave his body, entering a wondrous realm: towering mountains loomed, idle clouds drifted, white cranes called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Outer Scene!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is an Outer Scene?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Dragon Tiger Seal is truly mysterious—it has drawn our Nascent Souls into an Outer Scene illusion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, not only Zhang Fan, but Gu Jingqiu, Jiang Hu, Sui Chunsheng, Zhan Xinyue—even Xuanjizi’s Nascent Soul—had all entered this strange Outer Scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seal of Divine Power to Subdue Demons, being a Dragon Tiger Seal, was profoundly mysterious, most adept at subduing demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is a demon? All forms are illusions—born of the conscious mind. If the heart remains unmoved, seeing is not seeing, and the demon vanishes naturally—there is no realm to be demonic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When thoughts arise, great demons are born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this… Dragon Tiger Mountain?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst hazy mist, Xuanjizi gazed at the towering mountain before him, his eyes distant, murmuring softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seal of Divine Power to Subdue Demons had rested in Xuanyuan Temple for a hundred years, yet never before had such an event occurred—Outer Scene manifested, Dragon Tiger suddenly revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding… ding… ding…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a faint bell toll echoed; as all Nascent Souls observed, hazy mist revealed an ancient, dilapidated Daoist temple before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temple was desolate and ruined, its gate plaque collapsed, the altar within enshrining a colossal seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Seal of Divine Power to Subdue Demons!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All were stunned—the golden seal upon the altar was enormous, over three meters tall, yet entirely petrified, dull and broken, its surface riddled with fissures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding… ding… ding…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deafening bell tolls grew louder, echoing through heaven and earth, reverberating across mountains and rivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the candle flame before the altar flared brightly—yet no incense burned in the censer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When the seal manifests, it must receive incense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, mist surged, and a Nascent Soul emerged, chanting softly, walking to the altar, picking up an offering stick, bringing it to the candle flame, preparing to light it in worship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s Gu Jingqiu… the Laoshan Gu Jingqiu—his aura is pure and natural, faintly shimmering with lunar radiance—clearly the Laoshan Golden Toad Gazing at the Moon Method.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone whispered, recognizing the Nascent Soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, all were trapped in the Outer Scene, their Nascent Souls lost in hazy mist; they saw each other as blurred shapes, unable to discern true forms, yet could still discern origins from their auras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange things happened—Gu Jingqiu could not light the incense in his hand; the flickering flame seemed like a mere decoration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The incense fire is cut off… the incense fire is cut off… Are we truly unable to light this incense and offer this seal?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Nascent Soul leapt free, picked up the incense, brought it to the candle flame, and tried to light it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s try too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, Nascent Souls leapt free, copying the same act, each grabbing incense and preparing to light it in worship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the incense in their hands refused to ignite, showing no reaction at all amid the flickering flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Truly, the incense fire is cut off…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Zhang family of Longhu Mountain has severed its incense fire… this sacred seal is doomed to remain unoffered, fading into the dust of mortal realms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is fate. This is Heaven’s will… the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain, dominant for two thousand years, has finally become a silent echo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd murmured softly, as if gaining sudden insight, as if glimpsing the great Dao’s hidden truths—all predetermined by unseen forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, violent tremors erupted from the altar; layers of stone cracked and peeled from the surface of the massive golden seal, ten thousand beams of golden light surged skyward, piercing the ancient temple’s dome and shooting straight into the celestial mechanism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What… what is this?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s happening?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The seal… the Golden Seal of Divine Authority to Subdue Demons… it has been summoned…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shocked roars echoed before the altar; golden radiance blazed, myriad streams of light flared, power spanning generations, the demon-subduing might trembling…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under that terrifying pressure, every Nascent Soul could no longer hold itself together—they shattered and were violently expelled from the external vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the altar, misty vapor swirled, and there stood a single Nascent Soul, holding incense—its flame blazing, the incense fully lit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Zhang family of Longhu Mountain…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a low, hoarse voice echoed faintly, reverberating before the ancient, desolate altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder you’re the Master of Xuanyuan Temple… even the power of the Golden Seal of Divine Authority to Subdue Demons cannot suppress your Nascent Soul…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the altar, Zhang Fan’s Nascent Soul, incense in hand, bowed respectfully to the revived massive golden seal, then inserted it into the incense burner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive golden seal rose into the air, its power growing ever greater, golden light rippling upward to the heavens, scattering clouds in panic and shaking the earth with thunderous roars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it really is the bloodline of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain… old Taoist knew Chu Chaoran’s true identity—when he took a disciple, there had to be something hidden…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuanjizi’s voice was heavy, like clashing weapons, shock laced with faint confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never imagined that eighty years after the Daoist Great Calamity, a bloodline of Longhu Mountain’s Zhang family still survived—that when the Divine Authority Seal manifested an external vision, incense fire would renew the immortal mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible… it shouldn’t be… this lineage should have long since lost its incense fire… how are you…?” Xuanjizi, bewildered, questioned Zhang Fan’s Nascent Soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan shook his head. Though his experiences in the external vision were illusory, they confirmed his suspicions—his family indeed had an inexplicable, indescribable connection to Longhu Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, he had no time to ponder this—he had more urgent matters to attend to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Fan leapt forward, ascending the altar; the endless golden light draped over him like a cloak. He formed seals with his hands, murmured incantations, and the Golden Seal of Divine Authority to Subdue Demons, summoned by his will, hovered in midair, suspended three feet above his head, immense power surging into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, he was blessed by divine aid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain—merely by thought, they can command the sacred seal,” Xuanjizi’s gaze flickered uncertainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Fan slapped his forehead; his Nascent Soul blazed like a flame leaving heaven, radiating brilliant light, its inner shadows trembling—revealing multiple versions of Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three Corpses Mirroring Fate—the Divine Splitting Technique?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuanjizi’s eyes widened in disbelief—he could not believe what he saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… what are you doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2337,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ae8f91edbc83a9d3840065129996432bb7c74d68929a2336f3dc20395df70ed9","pure-yang-chapter-124","pure-yang-chapter-122",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]