[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-36":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},2267136,4427,"Chapter 36: Fallen Genius, Northern Emperor","pure-yang-chapter-36",36,"\u003Cp>\"Nascent Soul activated...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't activate a damn thing right now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan felt an inexplicable restlessness and instinctively glanced at Jiang Lai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Bai Buran said that cultivators’ conscious spirits are always agitated, constantly at risk of calamity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since crossing the emotional barrier and entering Zhenwu, Zhang Fan had begun engaging with the path of cultivation, convinced his practice of holding to the One and quelling thoughts was already profound—yet he discovered that whenever faced with matters he cared about, he still couldn’t achieve utter stillness of mind or calmness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The mortal world is truly a hellfire, constantly stirring thoughts, agitating the conscious spirit,\" Zhang Fan sighed, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro, you didn’t fall for her, did you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a faint voice came from beside them—Jiang Hu appeared like a maggot, emerging from nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-no... not at all,\" Zhang Fan replied calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I advise you to keep your distance from her... this woman is terrifying,\" Jiang Hu glanced toward Jiang Lai, his eyes still tinged with lingering fear, whispering a warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why’s that?\" Zhang Fan couldn’t help asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Jiang Hu suddenly opened his mouth, pointing inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One slap—knocked out two of my wisdom teeth!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those words, Jiang Hu cast a mournful look toward Jiang Lai: \"This woman’s hands are truly brutal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What did you do to her!?\" Zhang Fan asked suspiciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I first joined, the boss made me take her out to get some experience...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A painful memory surged through Jiang Hu’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That noon, we were eating at a restaurant, and I saw a beautiful girl eating nearby—I casually complimented her...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She slapped me right then and there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Jiang Hu unconsciously touched his face, as if the pain still lingered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What exactly did you say?\" Zhang Fan pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just said...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Any woman who licks her chopsticks clean after eating deserves bonus points!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me—isn’t my compliment reasonable!?\" Jiang Hu lamented bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re asking if you deserve it, aren’t you?\" Zhang Fan muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-nothing...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan gave a forced laugh, then slowly turned his gaze back to his computer screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro, I heard from Wen He that you’re a Daoist from Zhenwu Mountain? A true orthodox sect,\" Jiang Hu asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Which sect are you from?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s heart stirred with curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Buliang wasn’t the boss; there were only four people total. Zhang Fan himself, of course, was known—but Jiang Lai and Old Yu were mysteries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen He practiced Shen Sha, and Jiang Hu, surely, wasn’t ordinary either—but Zhang Fan didn’t know which lineage he followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Talisman!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Hu leaned back in his chair, stretched, and casually spat out two words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Talisman Sect!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan glanced at Jiang Hu again. In Daoist history, the Talisman Sect and the Elixir Sect were among the earliest and most widespread lineages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, every mountain and temple’s lineage includes both Elixir and Talisman methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most renowned were the talisman techniques of Maoshan’s Shangqing Sect and Longhu Mountain’s Tian Shi Dao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So where did you study?\" Zhang Fan pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Actually, I never liked learning talismans since childhood—I wanted to learn divination...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Hu changed the subject, ignoring Zhang Fan’s question and continuing on his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since childhood, I vowed to become the greatest diviner in the world...\" Jiang Hu reminisced about his childhood dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When you climb the 96,300 stone steps to ask me for a reading, I’ll tell you: accommodation is 1,800, hot water included, meals extra.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too bad—I strayed off the path and ended up learning talismans,\" Jiang Hu sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, who was your master?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way, bro, have you started learning magical arts yet? I’ve got something great...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Wen He walked over and kindly intervened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No master lineage? Self-taught?\" Zhang Fan asked, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There was one originally, but he was expelled from his sect, so now there isn’t,\" Wen He smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wen Jie, can we not bring that up?\" Jiang Hu pouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This...\" Zhang Fan hesitated, eager to ask why Jiang Hu had been expelled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hulu is a genius—he mastered all 360 talisman techniques by age sixteen!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen He seemed to sense Zhang Fan’s thoughts and smiled gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three hundred and sixty talisman techniques!?\" Zhang Fan was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew some mountain sects had talisman lineages, but none had more than 360 in total—achieving such mastery at sixteen proved extraordinary talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By eighteen, Hulu had only retained 120.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At nineteen, only ninety remained.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are they decreasing?\" Zhang Fan looked puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hulu, how many do you still know now?\" Wen He asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"About eight or nine,\" Jiang Hu replied dismissively, rolling his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A fallen genius!?\" Zhang Fan’s expression grew increasingly odd. \"You weren’t expelled just because you got worse at it, were you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They feared you’d bring shame to the sect!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not at all,\" Wen He defended Jiang Hu earnestly. \"He was expelled because he set fire to the ancestral shrine housing the spirit tablets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I told them I did it on purpose... pfft... I meant unintentionally—do you believe me? Jiang Hu gazed at Zhang Fan with a mournful look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I believe you!\" Zhang Fan forced a laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wen Jie, go ahead and attend to your duties—the boss seems to be calling you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Hu glanced over, saw Wen He leave, then leaned close to Zhang Fan, slinging an arm around his shoulder, and stared at the post on the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro, I heard from Wen He that you’ve passed the Qi Gong stage and are preparing to begin practicing magical arts?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still figuring it out,\" Zhang Fan nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magical arts cultivation isn’t like moving Qi—it’s not as simple as picking up any technique and starting. He still had no idea where to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve got a great method—I’ll give it to you for free...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aren’t you expelled from your sect?\" Zhang Fan blinked, then gave him a strange look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing on sect techniques after expulsion was a grave Daoist taboo—if discovered, both the teacher and student would face consequences...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s so great about talismans?\" Jiang Hu shook his head. \"Nobody learns that crap—not even dogs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I was expelled and went down the mountain, I once met a high-level master... I followed him for half a year before he finally taught me one method...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I went through hell to learn this method.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How hard was it!?\" Zhang Fan couldn’t help asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I served him for half a year before he agreed to teach me. Then, when he did, he played riddles—he slapped me three times on the back of my head and walked off with his hands behind his back...\" Jiang Hu’s eyes shimmered with memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And then?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I got a concussion and spent half a month in the hospital.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you staring at me like that? Sure, I was hospitalized for half a month—but I learned the method,\" Jiang Hu whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You barely learned it yourself—and now you’re offering to teach me?\" Zhang Fan eyed him warily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were colleagues, sure, but he’d just met Jiang Hu today—first meeting, and now he’s offering to teach? It felt like a scam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I learned it, but I never mastered it,\" Jiang Hu admitted awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one who taught me said this method has many taboos—if you get the chance, pass it on to someone else, otherwise...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, Jiang Hu’s expression grew even more uneasy: \"You’ve seen those posts, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What posts?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t forward it and your whole family dies!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t want it,\" Zhang Fan politely declined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just hear what the method is first!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" Zhang Fan asked instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This method is called...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Northern Emperor’s Demonic Spirit Art!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1290,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","fa4ecb581bd57039458b4490752fa5b656381bd012f772c0cd0c08ecf607a19a","pure-yang-chapter-37","pure-yang-chapter-35",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]