[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-473":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},2267573,4427,"Chapter 473: A Thousand Years, Transcendence, Three Corpses","pure-yang-chapter-473",473,"\u003Cp>The next day, Jinmen Gukou International Airport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan had booked a flight to Chang’an at nine a.m., and Xu Jiuzhi and Xu Jiuliang came to see him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother Fan, you should’ve stayed a couple more days,” Xu Jiuliang said, reluctant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few days, he had endured the greatest upheaval and turning point of his life—rising from a lowly Xu family disciple to the very hope and lifeline of the Xu family, all because of Zhang Fan’s arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A true man’s ambition lies beyond the horizon; no need for childish sentiment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan took his luggage from Xu Jiuliang’s hands and patted his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If fate wills it, we shall meet again. I hope next time we meet, you can stand on your own.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will,” Xu Jiuliang nodded firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since childhood, apart from Xu Jiuzhi, Zhang Fan was the only peer he truly trusted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Travel safely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jiuzhi looked at Zhang Fan, saying nothing more—what needed to be said, she had already spoken last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gazed at him, her beautiful eyes holding openness and blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jiuzhi extended her hand; Zhang Fan paused, then took it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged a smile; Zhang Fan picked up his luggage and turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sis… Big Brother Fan really left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jiuliang watched Zhang Fan’s figure fade into the distance, then turned to his sister’s gaze still following him, and couldn’t help saying, “You…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little brother, you should see—he’s not from our world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, Xu Jiuzhi slowly withdrew her gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His connection with our Xu family runs deep, but it ends here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jiuzhi was right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s ties to the Xu family were undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grandmother was born into the Xu family—this blood bond could not be severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xuanguan had sworn brotherhood with his grandfather; back in Huizhou, Zhang Fan had received Xu Xuanguan’s protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when he was in college, the girl he dated came from the Xu family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a bond was strange, as if destined, impossible to avoid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In these two days, Zhang Fan met many people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He met Xu Changshou, urging him to stay in Jinmen and assist Xu Jiuzhi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also met Xu Zhixia; recalling the past and viewing the present, their hearts had changed—he and she had finally closed the chapter, their lives now with no further intersection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Fan had said, life’s path rolls forward; she should look ahead, move forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, he even met the brothers Xu Yinhao and Xu Yindeng; their remorse was sincere, hoping Zhang Fan would forgive past grievances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan naturally paid no mind—these petty squabbles among the Xu brothers meant nothing to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last person Zhang Fan met in Jinmen was Xu Xuanguan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, the old man who had left the Xu family sixty years ago finally returned to the old mansion, to the place where he grew up, and spoke at length with his elder brother after decades apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All grudges, all hatreds, all rifts—seemed to vanish like dust in the wind of time, leaving only brotherly affection, only time’s grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Xu Xuanguan spoke privately with Zhang Fan for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, as Xu Jiuzhi had said, Zhang Fan’s bond with the Xu family ran deep—but ended here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had temporarily closed the chapter with the Xu family; for a long while, they would have no further contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sis…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jiuliang felt dazed; for some reason, his heart felt hollow—he, young as he was, felt for the first time in his life the impermanence of life, the inevitability of parting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As he said, we cultivators need not act like children.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jiuzhi exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she felt as if she had shed a thousand-pound burden, and instead felt utterly light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daoist, utmost in emotion yet beyond emotion—these two are of the same source, neither can be lacking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jiuliang froze, looking at his sister, whom he had known for nearly twenty years, and suddenly found her strangely unfamiliar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not know that at this very moment, Xu Jiuzhi had finally begun to grasp the true taste of the Dao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jiuzhi turned, hooked her arm around Xu Jiuliang’s shoulder, and guided him away, gradually vanishing into the flowing crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roar…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-white plane sliced through the sky; Zhang Fan sat by the window, watching Jinmen recede into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This journey brought him immense gains—his realm advancement and the third transformation of his Golden Core were secondary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The key was that he had assimilated the Water Mansion—it could be counted among the greatest legacies left by Zhang Tiansheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hidden within it, he was nearly invincible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Water Mansion was his final retreat, his greatest trump card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that, Zhang Fan’s greatest gain was learning the whereabouts of the Severing Corpse Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As one of the Nine Treasures, this sword might be the key to destroying the Three Corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Chaoran, in his Pure Yang Ultimate state, spent sixty years and still failed to slay the Three Corpses of the Three Corpses Daoist; Zhang Fan did not believe he truly eliminated it on Tongluo Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the Supreme Immortal had told him on Zhenwu Mountain that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if you block the light, the shadow only vanishes temporarily—it will reappear one day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Three Corpses are immortal substances formed by practicing the Three Corpses Mirroring Fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the other seven methods, this immortal substance is…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope I find something in Chang’an,” Zhang Fan mused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he fed the black iron fragment with golden substance, the external scene he saw was unmistakably Mount Zhongnan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding the most crucial clue, the Severing Corpse Sword was destined to be his; all signs pointed to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three Corpses… Three Corpses…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan gazed out the window, murmuring softly, suddenly recalling Xu Xuanguan’s words from last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from pleasantries and the elder’s affection and praise, one passage had deeply struck him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You entered the Water Mansion?” Xu Xuanguan’s question echoed in Zhang Fan’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t ask about the rest—your grandfather’s arrangements must have deep meaning. I only want to know: did he leave you anything inside the Water Mansion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean, Second Uncle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know your grandfather left many legacies—perhaps not just the Water Mansion—but one thing is extremely important. If you saw it, give it to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please clarify, Second Uncle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A pill…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three Corpses Yuan Pill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xuanguan’s voice lingered in Zhang Fan’s mind; he clearly remembered how, upon uttering those four words, Xu Xuanguan’s deep eyes had flared with brilliance—like lightning in the night, piercing Zhang Fan’s spirit as if trying to see through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second Uncle, my grandfather left no Three Corpses Yuan Pill in the Water Mansion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s answer was utterly sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three Corpses Yuan Pill… Could the pill I accidentally ate as a child not have been my mother’s, but my grandfather’s?” Zhang Fan mused.\u003C\u002Fp>",1159,"2026-06-19T21:05:46.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","66ff90ee32f5c1fee582b1552fb4b4bd93a027bdad6d1e8528586cde60ca4167","pure-yang-chapter-474","pure-yang-chapter-472",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]