[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-18":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},2267118,4427,"Chapter 18: Thirteen Zodiacs, Six Dynasties","pure-yang-chapter-18",18,"\u003Cp>The lands and rivers of Zhongtu abound in wondrous sights, deep within a great mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melodious bell tones echoed, while wisps of incense rose gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the forest, an ancient, simple Daoist temple lay hidden; deep within the temple, in a small tower, a sealed room glowed with dim light, its center holding a large round table with thirteen seats. Though empty, twelve of the seats each bore a lit candle and three sticks of incense, while the seat at the very top remained vacant and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rising incense formed twelve distinct animal silhouettes, corresponding to the legendary Twelve Zodiac Animals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will it end or not? Will it perish or not? At the seventy-third generation, there shall be a pause… The Jade Registry transmission from Zhenwu Mountain should already be complete…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a low, slightly magnetic voice rang out, accompanied by a faint tremor in the pig-shaped incense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chu Chaoran is a living immortal of this age, having entered the Pure Yang Wuji realm… Our hands cannot reach inside, so naturally we know nothing of what transpires within.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rooster-shaped incense stirred, carrying a withered voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Qian family’s brothers didn’t emerge—looks like they’re done for. All that effort luring them from Diannan was wasted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horse-shaped incense swayed, accompanied by a cold laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two little bugs, thinking they can stir up trouble on Zhenwu Mountain? Just getting in was already miraculous—do you think we can buy a ticket and walk in too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deafening hum emerged from the tiger-shaped incense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Three Corpses Daoist once said: every unreasonable event must conceal a rational explanation…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the dragon-shaped incense swayed gently, accompanied by a thunderous vibration. As soon as the voice began, the sealed room fell utterly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What realm is Chu Chaoran in? Pure Yang Wuji—he must have achieved Unity with Heaven and Earth. Every blade of grass and tree on Zhenwu Mountain lies under his control… Those two little bugs were probably sensed the moment they stepped off the plane.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon-shaped incense swayed; his words plunged the group into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why…?” The horse-shaped incense voiced a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Three Corpses Daoist said: all things transform when the time comes…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When the time arrives, change will come—no human effort can stop it!” The dragon-shaped incense grew increasingly ethereal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are those two bugs the change?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re at best catalysts for change!” A faint, eerie glow flickered within the dragon-shaped incense, appearing profoundly mysterious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find out what happened on Zhenwu Mountain these past two days. Who has the Zhenwu Jade Registry? That artifact concerns the Daoist calamity eighty years ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, the sealed room fell silent once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eighty years ago, Zhongtu suffered calamity; all living beings endured disaster. The greatest Daoist masters of the land gathered at Longhu Mountain to jointly perform the [Santianhai Society].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Know this: within the Daoist sects, there are three highest ritual ceremonies—the [Luotian Dajiao], the [Zhoutian Dajiao], and the [Putian Dajiao].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In ancient times, these could only be held by imperial decree and court edict, summoning all Daoist masters across the land to invoke the heavens’ gods and immortals, bestowing blessings upon the mortal realm to ensure peace and prosperity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Luotian Dajiao welcomed twelve hundred celestial deities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhoutian Dajiao welcomed twenty-four hundred celestial deities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Putian Dajiao was the highest in rank, welcoming thirty-six hundred celestial deities. Thus, since the founding of the Daoist sects, the Putian Dajiao had been performed only seventeen times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most recent was eighty years ago—but who could have imagined that what was meant as a blessing for humanity became the Daoist calamity…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that day, Daoist masters across the land perished, countless lineages vanished, and Zhenwu Mountain’s entire generation of elites remained there…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Longhu Mountain, one of the Ten Great Daoist Sects, sealed its gates for eighty years, with no incense rising since!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“During that great calamity, only one man walked out of Longhu Mountain alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chu Chaoran!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eighty years ago, Chu Chaoran was still young, a youth of striking charm… They say he carried out of Longhu Mountain a bloodied hand—belonging to his master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Within that bloodied hand lay the Zhenwu Jade Registry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices rose and fell within the sealed room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Zhenwu Jade Registry holds the secret of the Daoist calamity… The Three Corpses Daoist said: if the Wuwei Sect is to flourish, it must unravel the mystery of this calamity.” A chilling voice emerged from the dragon-shaped incense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh heh, since Zhang Daoling of Longhu Mountain, the Daoist sects have spanned two thousand years. Nine [Po Shan Fa Miao] failed to exterminate our Wuwei Sect. This lifetime, it is destined to flourish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Daoist calamity is eighty years past—the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain is all dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First, find out where the Zhenwu Jade Registry has ended up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices faded, then suddenly—the rat-shaped incense stirred. A voice, genderless and faint, echoed through the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All was already destined, because we are…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Thirteen Zodiacs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twelve strands of incense rose slowly, as if bowing in offering, drifting toward the vacant seat at the very top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiangsu Province, Yujing City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The land of six dynasties’ golden powder, ten miles of gilded river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a world-renowned ancient capital, Yujing City is one of only two cities in the nation bearing the character “jing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me take you home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he stepped off the plane, Li Yishan insisted on driving Zhang Fan home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need—my dad came home today. I’ll buy some groceries and go back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your dad’s back?” Li Yishan asked, surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s family was modest; at age twelve, his mother died in a car accident, leaving only him and his father, Zhang Lingzong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Zhang Fan entered high school, Zhang Lingzong had worked constantly on construction sites, scrimping and saving to fund his four years of university.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, this was peak construction season—Zhang Lingzong only returned near the end of the year, just before the New Year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s probably back because he’s worried about me now that I’ve graduated,” Zhang Fan said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the father and son only reunited during the New Year, Zhang Fan knew well the hardship and care his father had shown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before your dad leaves, be sure to tell me—I’ll treat you to dinner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After parting with Li Yishan, Zhang Fan took the subway home. The rush hour had just passed; Line 2 was nearly empty, and the farther from the city center, the fewer passengers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last night I got drunk—was it you who brought me home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a sweet, seductive voice came from beside him, dripping with allure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan glanced instinctively—a girl with twin buns caught his eye: tall and slender, wearing a JK skirt, white tube socks, black leather shoes, and a cute fox-shaped bag, speaking on the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You brought me home and didn’t even touch me—you’re so good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s eyes sparkled with longing, her voice soft and trembling, making the person on the other end of the line restless. A firm voice replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I like you, so I respect you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I love it—I’ll go out with you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not lying… I tested ninety-nine boys—only you held back…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, don’t be jealous—they all left the next day…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good… I promise you, our child will take your surname…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More latest popular novels at \u002Fp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s ruby lips shimmered faintly under the subway lights, strikingly alluring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Fan’s brow twitched—he had clearly seen, beneath the girl’s short skirt, a fluffy tail flash past, almost too fast to register.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a show-off,” Zhang Fan muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the girl ended her call, turned her head, and her watery eyes met Zhang Fan’s directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl smiled slightly—and walked toward him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she reached him, a faint perfume drifted toward him, like the scent of spring’s renewal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, as she passed Zhang Fan, she stumbled, losing her balance and about to fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan reacted instantly, catching her. She leaned into his chest, one hand resting on it, sending a warm, tingling sensation through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, big brother…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl looked up at Zhang Fan with a delicate, innocent expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Meeting you is so wonderful…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the subway arrived at the station. The girl looked at Zhang Fan, softly asking: “Big brother, I’m here—will you get off with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My stop’s next,” Zhang Fan shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl paused, stunned. As the doors were about to close, she could only glance at Zhang Fan twice before stepping off, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan watched the girl fade into the distance through the window, unconsciously touching his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm? Why is there a tuft of hair?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand and found a strand of fur stuck to his chest—short, crimson, and carrying a strange musky odor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Disgusting,” Zhang Fan sniffed, then casually tossed the fur aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the girl had just stepped off the subway and slipped into a deserted corner, speaking to her own shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on? I borrowed his Peach Debt—why didn’t it work? He actually refused me?” The girl’s voice no longer held its earlier softness—it turned sharp and fierce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Girl, becoming a spirit medium isn’t easy… You’ve burned only a few sticks of incense—how can you already wield our Hu family’s ancient methods at will?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling laugh echoed softly, and at the same time, the girl’s shadow twisted into the shape of a fox’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spirit mediumship” refers to cultivating by borrowing the power of demonic spirits through illicit worship; the most famous are the Five Families: Hu, Huang, Bai, Liu, and Hui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, the Hu family’s techniques are most varied; the [Peach Debt] is the easiest to cultivate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever borrows the Hu family’s [Peach Debt] will inevitably encounter romantic encounters, surrounded by admirers, and their beloved will usually submit to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But borrowing the [Peach Debt] binds one to the spirit medium’s patron spirits—most crucially, repayment requires one’s own yang energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I used your fox fur—how could the spell fail?!\" the girl with twin ponytails clenched her silver teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe, your own cultivation is insufficient, and yet you blame me?\" The sinister laugh echoed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll help you... but you must offer an extra chicken at night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, the shadow of the fox head swayed gently; the shadow at its third eye was obscured by a glow, taking the shape of a peach blossom petal. A faint fragrance spread, causing passersby nearby to stop in their tracks...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Peach blossom debt, peach blossom debt—unpaid in life, unburied in death; yang energy is wealth, utter ruin from ten evils...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sinister voice drifted forth, steeped in mystery and depth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lewd smile spread across the girl’s face. She loved nothing more than hunting targets on the subway, her lust aroused by those who dared ogle her body—they all had to pay with debt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The [Hu Xiaojiao] she offered was the most gifted among the entire litter of Hu family foxes...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You like sneaking glances at me? Grandma will let you stare till you’re satisfied...\" the girl with twin ponytails sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a piercing scream erupted violently beside her ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl with twin ponytails turned pale, looked down, and saw the peach blossom-shaped glow at the fox head’s third eye suddenly burst into flame, followed by a pool of foul-smelling blood slowly oozing forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s happening? You... how are you hurt?\" The girl’s eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He... he... that kid...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sinister voice spoke again, stripped of its former arrogance and malice, now filled with deep dread and weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Orthodox Daoist lineage, Daoist meridian... that kid is from the Daoist sect!!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1960,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f56ae90fb29d3f9c15080dde725fc312a3275b1eb9b86e99f6d7f8655371db80","pure-yang-chapter-19","pure-yang-chapter-17",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]