[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-127":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},2267227,4427,"Chapter 127: Li Yishan","pure-yang-chapter-127",127,"\u003Cp>Dawn, Yujing City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Metro Line 2.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the crowded carriage, a mix of odors hung thick: the greasy scent of grilled pork sausage pancakes, cheap pungent perfume, and the body stench of people who’d sweated all day without showering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this environment, all kinds of people began their daily grind, worn down by labor and exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a corner of the carriage, Zhang Fan stood with unsteady feet, his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, eyelids half-lowered, neither fully open nor fully closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who often visit temples and Daoist shrines will notice that the eyes of the statues of gods and Buddhas are always this way—slightly lowered, half-open, half-closed, leaving only a sliver of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s simple posture is called the 【Tai Xuan Sheng Shen Shui Method】: fixing the gaze into a single thread, allowing only heavenly light to enter, enabling the spirit to wander the Great Void while utterly extinguishing thought and desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Know this: in life, the greatest drain on one’s qi and essence is human thought and desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoist texts say: in the north lies the Canghai Sea; from the Canghai arises the Xuan Turtle; the Xuan Turtle exhales true qi; the true qi transforms into divine water; the divine water gives birth to the kidneys. Thus, divine water is the root of qi, entering and exiting through human breath—one inch out on exhalation, one inch in on inhalation. If a person speaks less, thinks less, and works less, he can generate one foot of divine water in an hour; if he sleeps for an hour, he also generates one foot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called “Xuan Turtle” is the human kidney; kidney qi is the primordial essence, the foundation of postnatal life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Daoist secret teachings, divine water also refers to the qi nourishing the body; if one speaks less, thinks less, and labors less, it grows—and it also grows during sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hence, Daoists say sleep is the best method of health preservation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, during sleep, the soul and spirit may wander; thus, one should, in daily life, remain thoughtless by day and dreamless by night, guarding the divine water in stillness—then essence and qi surge forth, the body grows stronger day by day, and over time, one may attain “eternal life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s simple posture achieves the effect of reducing thought and desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once a person achieves thoughtlessness and desirelessness, any task becomes twice as effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan remembered reading a wuxia novel in high school, which described an extremely powerful sword art, hailed as invincible under heaven, named the 【Wu Xiang Wu Nian Sword】; its sole cultivation principle was to achieve thoughtlessness and desirelessness—once entered, the sword technique became ghostly and divine, deciding life and death in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Daoist schools also have a similar success doctrine called 【Using Non-Action】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overthinking prevents accomplishment; using non-action as action leads to great success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sis, there’s a cultivator over there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, from the other end of the carriage, a pair of eyes fixed on Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a girl with a ponytail, delicate features, fair skin, wearing a green jade ring on her right hand; beside her sat a slightly older woman, dignified in appearance, long hair reaching her waist, exuding quiet charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the long-haired beauty followed the ponytail girl’s gaze toward Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tai Xuan Sheng Shen Shui… orthodox Daoist health preservation method.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long-haired beauty’s gaze sharpened as she tilted the ponytail girl’s head away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t stare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why?” the ponytail girl asked, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This isn’t some roadside fox Chan .” The long-haired beauty spoke sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Health preservation methods differ from cultivation methods; ordinary people may try them, but to maintain focus and enter stillness in such an environment, unmoved by chaos around, is true skill—not attainable unless one’s yuan shen has awakened and one habitually practices Daoist methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This person’s yuan shen has awakened; casually spying on him will be noticed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary people, with sharp perception, may sense being watched while seated—how much more so a Daoist practitioner!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great concealment hides in the marketplace… Sis, times really are different—back then, such Daoists were only in deep mountains; now you see them on the metro…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder Grandpa said, in the End Dharma Age, even supreme methods must blend with the world,” the ponytail girl murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great concealment hides in the marketplace?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long-haired beauty unconsciously glanced at Zhang Fan nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What great concealment is he? Such beings never display their methods before ordinary people or parade themselves in bustling streets.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long-haired beauty smiled lightly; in her view, he was merely a diligent ordinary cultivator who’d grasped only the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miaoyu, this is Yujing City, the capital of Jiangnan—full of hidden dragons and tigers. Though your Dao has made some progress, you’ve come to a great place; stay humble.” The long-haired beauty warned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know, sis…” Zhou Miao Yu pouted. “You’ve been saying this the whole way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Miao Chan merely smiled and said no more, her peripheral vision sweeping the carriage—Zhang Fan was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got off already!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sis, who are we meeting today… what was his name again?” Zhou Miao Yu suddenly asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Yishan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Miao Chan’s red lips parted, uttering the name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taoyuan Plaza, 17th floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night not yet bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being away for a week, returning to work felt strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My current level should be considered having entered the 【Ling Si】 rank.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he stepped into the elevator, Zhang Fan’s mind still dwelled on cultivation, silently estimating his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoist realms, once the yuan shen awakens and begins night wandering, are divided into nine grades: 【Qi Gong】, 【Shu Tu】, 【Xuan Shi】, 【Ling Si】, 【Gao Gong】, 【Da Shi】, 【Zhai Shou】, 【Guan Zhu】, and 【Tian Shi】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Gong needs no explanation—it’s merely the yuan shen gathering medicine and refining true yang, a slow, grinding process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shu Tu is the state where true yang is abundant and the yuan shen strengthened, enabling cultivation of magical techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan had long reached this rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above Shu Tu comes Xuan Shi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mastering twelve minor techniques qualifies one for the 【Xuan Shi】 rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since descending from Zhenwu Mountain, Zhang Fan had worked tirelessly, encountering constant opportunities, and cultivated many techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such as 【Bei Di Fa Tian Peng Ya】, 【Tai Yi Fa Du Wang Shu】, 【Da Zong Law, Appearance United but Spirit Divided】, 【Ling Xu Hua Fu, Po Shan Zhen Yue】, 【Dou Mu Fa, Tian Mu Xin Zhou】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he hadn’t yet mastered twelve minor techniques, each technique he cultivated was no ordinary one—each demanded far greater yuan shen strength and true yang than typical minor arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Take 【Tian Mu Xin Zhou】: even seasoned 【Xuan Shi】 couldn’t withstand its power with their yuan shen, let alone the true yang it drained—enough to instantly suck them dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Zhang Fan’s current strength nearly surpassed any 【Xuan Shi】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above Xuan Shi comes Ling Si.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by mastering a major technique like 【Wu Lei Zheng Fa】 qualifies one for the 【Ling Si】 rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I complete the Fire Dragon Dan Jian, it won’t be weaker than Wu Lei Zheng Fa,” Zhang Fan mused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This technique was Lingwu ed by Zhang Fan during a night wander with the 【Thousand-Year Old Demon】; though he’d spent much time and effort, contemplating day and night, he had not yet fully perfected it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Zhang Fan could only be said to have one foot in the 【Ling Si】 rank—far from his dream of reaching the 【Gao Gong】 rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I complete the Fire Dragon Dan Jian, combined with the 【Wei Ling Zhen Mo Jin Yin】, I could match a 【Gao Gong】,” Zhang Fan estimated his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still had this secret trump card: the Wei Ling Zhen Mo Jin Yin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this item must never be revealed—if exposed, it would bring death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, who the hell sent me this… is this a trap?” Zhang Fan muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His first reaction upon receiving the Wei Ling Zhen Mo Jin Yin yesterday was shock, then ecstatic joy, followed by dread, and finally he hid it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the treasured artifact of the 【Xuan Miao Guan】, venerated for a hundred years—now lost, wouldn’t they be frantic?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If discovered, wouldn’t they launch a massive hunt? To quell the chaos, Zhang Fan could only bear the pressure alone and conceal it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This thing must not be used unless absolutely necessary,” Zhang Fan resolved inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The immediate priority was diligent cultivation—complete the 【Fire Dragon Dan Jian】 as soon as possible and break into the 【Gao Gong】 rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then would he truly have the foundation to travel to Shangjing City and hunt the evil god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since using the 【Wei Ling Zhen Mo Jin Yin】 to activate the 【Fen Shen Da Fa】 and glimpse the evil god’s trail, Zhang Fan knew this entity had become lawless and far from easy to subdue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to it, the evil god had already possessed a body—far more dangerous than a fierce spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without reaching 【Gao Gong】, going there would be suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Zhang Fan now knew roughly seven or eight tenths of his origins: his father was the King of Da Ling Zong, who roamed the Daoist world twenty years ago and returned unscathed from Longhu Mountain…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mother was even the previous generation of the Thirteen Zodiacs, Xiao…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this got out, he’d instantly become the target of everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Zhang Fan finally understood what it meant to live as a sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, I forgot—I still have this Zhenwu Jade Tablet…” Zhang Fan felt his temples about to split.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This item was also tied to the Daoist world’s great calamity of the past; only when he reached the 【Gao Gong】 rank could he attempt to peel it from within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Better just keep hiding and cultivate diligently.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan sighed inwardly—he’d never felt his situation so perilous: couldn’t show his head, couldn’t show his tail, forced to live in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fanfan, good morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he entered the office, he met Wen He, who greeted him with her usual sweet smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the You Ji incident, Wen He had become somewhat more normal, showing traces of human emotion—especially toward Zhang Fan, she was warmer than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wen Jie, has Jiang Lai taken leave?” Zhang Fan asked, eyeing the empty desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk tsk, you just got back and you’re asking about a girl—you’re definitely not human.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Hu sat at his desk, legs crossed, playing on his phone without looking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s on a business trip—back in a couple days,” Wen He smiled faintly, her eyes holding a hidden depth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad’s dad is a demon, dad’s mom is a demon…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a pleasant phone ring sounded. Zhang Fan pulled out his phone—the caller ID read: Li Yishan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tonight’s drinking party. Come quick.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yishan’s voice came through the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drinking party at this hour? Are you okay?” Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since college, Li Yi had always enjoyed a drink or two, spending years hanging out in bars and nightclubs, often getting so drunk he passed out on the street, and Zhang Fan had to carry him home multiple times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s just a guy, otherwise he’d have been picked up by someone long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In response, Li Yi’s reply was simple: “At first, I didn’t touch a drop of alcohol; later, I couldn’t live without it.” With that forlorn expression, it seemed he wasn’t drinking alcohol, but the sorrows of the world, love and hate, longing and grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you coming or not?” Li Yi snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Li, you spend your days eating, drinking, and having fun… don’t you have a job?” Zhang Fan scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Life’s about taking it one step at a time—if things get bad, you die on the road. What’s a job?” Li Yi replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan fell silent; he knew Li Yi’s family background was truly extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll introduce you to two beauties.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beauties?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just like you—they’re Daoists too…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Is this some kind of roleplay?” Zhang Fan blinked, then wore a strange expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft… Just like you, they’ve got official certification, proper Kun Dao nuns.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yi’s scornful voice came through the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last time you went to Zhenwu Mountain for tourism, you became a monk—right? I’ll introduce you to two colleagues, see if you two can spark something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spark something!?” Zhang Fan frowned, his expression growing even stranger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A spark of intellectual connection!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yi, as if seeing Zhang Fan’s face through the air, immediately added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What time do you get off?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Officially, six.” Zhang Fan answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In reality?” Li Yi asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe around seven-thirty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That late?” Li Yi sounded as if he’d seen a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course it is—prison has sentence reductions, but work only means overtime!” Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, see you tonight—I’ll send you the address.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Li Yi hung up, and the next moment, a Chaoxin message shot through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crown Grand Hotel!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan glanced at it—it wasn’t far from Taoyuan Square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan picked up his teacup, took a small sip. The Dao of cultivation requires balance—constant practice without rest is no good. This was a perfect chance to relax, meet new people, absorb some human energy, and shift his aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps this would help Zhang Fan’s [Fire Dragon Dan Sword] break through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fanfan, someone’s here looking for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Wen He’s voice came from the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan hadn’t swallowed his tea yet—he froze. Who would come to the company so early? Thinking this, he stood and peered toward the company entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One look, and he couldn’t hold back—he spat out his tea, eyes wide, staring in disbelief at the two figures standing at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Shiyu, lovely and charming, smiled sweetly and waved; Shi Shougong stood beside her, expression cold, yet still gave a small wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… how did you find this place?” Zhang Fan was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2317,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8bba434719a0c916c13d0e3e6bb6eca82219d5b59f17a5f457eba3fe7330db76","pure-yang-chapter-128","pure-yang-chapter-126",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]