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The Sealed Nokia","pure-yang-chapter-498",498,"\u003Cp>Yujing City, Hongfu Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the night sky, the old residential complex resembled a weary beast crouching in the city’s shadows, with only a few windows casting dim yellow light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing the security booth at the gate, Zhang Fan glanced inside—Liu Fusheng was not on duty tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, he’d been away for nearly half a year and hadn’t seen Uncle Liu in a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the familiar surroundings, Zhang Fan exhaled slightly, his nerves—tense from that damned headline—relaxing a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slipped silently into the stairwell, not triggering a single motion-sensor light, returning to his door like a wraith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lock turned; the hinge emitted a faint creak—unmistakably clear in the silent corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Zhang Fan’s brow shot up—a smell of dust and unfamiliar odors hit him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart sank; he gently shut the door behind him, didn’t turn on the lights, and scanned the room with only the faint moonlight filtering through the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Total chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The living room looked as if swept by a hurricane—chairs and tables overturned, household items scattered everywhere, the sofa slashed open, revealing its yellowed foam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every drawer had been yanked out, its contents roughly rummaged through and tossed everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m fucked…” Zhang Fan’s gaze grew cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This home, where he’d lived since age twelve, now resembled nothing but an abandoned, looted ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed, only an enemy truly understands an enemy,” Zhang Fan murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before returning, Li Yi had warned him: news of his new status as Master of Wuwei Sect had spread across the world; with the Dao Alliance’s reach, his hometown had surely been searched top to bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coming back now was merely walking into a trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan knew this well—but Yujing City still held too many people and matters he couldn’t abandon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he had to return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like I’m truly on the run now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the scene before him, Zhang Fan knew his peaceful days were over—broad as heaven and earth were, there was no place left for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dao sects wouldn’t tolerate him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuwei Sect?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just another way of roasting him over fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, his situation was no better than that of Zhang Lingzong back then—or the Three Corpses Daoist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You shouldn’t have come back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a cold voice echoed from the corner of the living room, slicing through the quiet night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan didn’t turn around—only looked up at the pale moon outside the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“President Wu, are you here to arrest me?” Zhang Fan whispered softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his words faded, a figure emerged from the corner under the moonlight—it was none other than the Chairman of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Qingnang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great concealment lies within the marketplace—who would have thought that such a true dragon lurked in my Yujing City?” Wu Qingnang gazed at Zhang Fan’s back, speaking softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man stood rigidly, exposing his entire back—as if this Chairman of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance posed him no threat whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such bold openness, such overwhelming aura, stirred a flicker of pressure in Wu Qingnang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“President Wu is also a man who hides his true nature,” Zhang Fan said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, good—no surprise you’re…” Wu Qingnang’s gaze darkened slightly, pausing before continuing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master of Wuwei Sect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan remained silent; after a moment, he spoke: “So, who stands before me now—the Chairman of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance… or…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wei Yang!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, Wu Qingnang’s pupils contracted sharply; a strange expression flickered across his pale face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You knew, then,” Wu Qingnang sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t directly answer Zhang Fan’s question—only shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yujing is now a dragon’s den and tiger’s lair—you shouldn’t have come back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Precisely because it’s a dragon’s den and tiger’s lair, I came back,” Zhang Fan replied, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many people here were tied to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Hu, Wen He, Jiang Lai, Xiong Ba, Shi Shougong, Su Shiyu, Sui Chunsheng… all had watched Zhang Fan grow, all shared deep bonds with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he’d exploded into the spotlight, he couldn’t just ignore them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Some people—you needn’t worry about. Even if they search, they won’t find anything,” Wu Qingnang said gravely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His implication was clear—he’d already done what needed doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for your friends, I’ve already arranged their safety.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Zhang Fan’s heart eased slightly—but he still asked: “Are they safe?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Temporarily.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If possible, President Wu, please send them to Xijiang Tongluo Mountain,” Zhang Fan paused, then said firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That place was his own territory; as long as he didn’t return, Tongluo Mountain would remain safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right now, you should be worrying about yourself,” Wu Qingnang said gravely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Above has dispatched a special operations team—three prongs converging from Dongshan Province, Huizhou Province, and Jiangnan Province,” Wu Qingnang said, expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From what I know, the leader is an Observer-level expert!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhang Fan’s heart lurched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside of a Celestial Master, Observer-level was nearly invincible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How much cultivation did he even have? The Dao Alliance had sent such a powerhouse—clearly, they took him seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This deployment dwarfed the hunt that pursued his father back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have only one night. After tonight, you won’t be able to leave the city.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Qingnang stared at Zhang Fan, his expression grave: “Your reputation is too heavy—even if you escape Yujing City, heaven and earth are vast, yet there’s still no place for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master of Wuwei Sect—just that title weighed a thousand catties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a title that made the abbots of the Ten Great Dao Mountains turn their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, the Three Corpses Daoist, after inheriting that position, endured countless trials and near-death experiences before achieving great power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a chaotic age—he could still blend in, hiding among the turmoil to snatch a sliver of survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now? Where could he flee? Where could he hide?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan fell into thought—then suddenly remembered something Zhang Lingzong had told him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Under my bed is a box with a phone. It holds one number—call it when you’re at your wit’s end…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Remember—you only get one chance…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the escape route I left for you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Escape route… I’m at my wit’s end now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s heart stirred—he quickly opened his backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you looking for?” Wu Qingnang asked, unable to hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan said nothing—the “escape route” had been with him always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he found it—still sealed, untouched—the Nokia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Found it,” Zhang Fan’s eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom… boom… boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a violent disturbance surged from afar, drawing Zhang Fan’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his Nascent Soul observing, through the hazy night, a blaze roared skyward—the aura it carried was terrifyingly familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, several streets away, on a long-planned-for-demolition abandoned alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between broken walls and ruins, cold moonlight spilled down, illuminating several figures locked in standoff.\u003C\u002Fp>",1134,"2026-06-19T21:05:46.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7bd0ba8d631844c14d75f13e8102288825fa36874e704dff8c9a2ab9c55edb1f","pure-yang-chapter-499","pure-yang-chapter-497",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]