[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-50":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},2267150,4427,"Chapter 50: Who Is the Protagonist? Zhang Fan","pure-yang-chapter-50",50,"\u003Cp>Jiang Lai, dressed in a loose short-sleeved top and denim shorts, white sneakers on her feet, stood squarely before Zhang Fan, just as she had on Zhenwu Mountain that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lai Lai, you finally came!” Jiang Hu cried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can still move?” He Fei looked at Jiang Lai, his expression turning unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You ran off again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lai cast a sidelong glance at Zhang Fan, her face expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait… how did you get here? Didn’t you take leave?” Zhang Fan asked, bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two are just chatting right in front of me!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Fei’s cold voice suddenly rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom… boom… boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, one after another, torrents of blood qi surged skyward, like fox tails, rushing violently toward Jiang Lai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost at the same moment, Jiang Lai moved. Within the mere hundred-square-meter space, her figure darted and twisted, swift as afterimages, flashing and striking between the streaks of blood qi tails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As two tails crossed in attack, Jiang Lai spun sharply in the gap, her pale fist slamming down with a thunderous crash—both blood-colored tails shattered instantly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Jiang Lai landed, her feet tapping lightly as her whole body shot forward like a cannonball, her terrifying speed turning her into a blur as she charged toward the remaining tails…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too fast… Wen Jie, is she really the boss’s relative?” Jiang Hu felt a chill run down his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day he’d taken Jiang Lai’s slap straight on, losing only two wisdom teeth—now it seemed the cost of that blow had only grown higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bang! Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A series of explosions followed as each blood-colored tail was shattered one by one—Jiang Lai now stood just five steps from He Fei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that instant, an even fiercer surge of blood qi erupted skyward, coalescing into the head of a fox, its gaping maw opening wide to bite Jiang Lai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lai’s expression remained unchanged; she crossed her arms before her chest, the blood-colored fox head clamping down hard, driving her backward into the wall, kicking up a cloud of dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost simultaneously, Jiang Lai stepped out of the dust, her short sleeve torn at the shoulder, her fair skin stained with crimson blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Lai…” Zhang Fan stared at that smear of red, his gaze sharpening instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t speak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lai stared coldly at He Fei, walking straight to stand before Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beauty saves the bear?” He Fei sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re unusual… but not unusual enough…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Fei shook his head, speaking calmly: “Everyone once believed they were the protagonist of this world…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he was very young, his father threw him into a fox den…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As an illegitimate son, he had no status in the He family; no one knew how those foxes in that pitch-black den had treated him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in the end, he survived…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of that, he gained slight attention—but because of that same experience, no one in the He family ever saw him as human, except He Huan, who occasionally shared her snacks and toys with him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps that was the only light in his dark life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From then on, he developed strange feelings toward his sister—even in the He family, she wasn’t considered normal either…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn’t stop He Fei’s obsession and dependence on her. From then on, He Fei began a different life: he trained furiously, endured pain no ordinary person could bear, even fused the immortal beings he worshipped into his own body, indistinguishable from himself…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All those peers who had once looked down on him with arrogance were now trampled beneath his feet!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Among the younger generation of the He family, no one dares defy me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before them, I am the protagonist—tonight, just as always. Your lives and deaths are mine to decide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle… rustle…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, He Fei’s clothes tore apart, revealing his grotesque chest—on his breastbone grew a fox’s face, like a preserved specimen, shriveled and monstrous, as if stitched into his body…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, crimson blood slowly oozed from his hands, seeping into the earthen pool behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The candle at the northern position flickered dimly, its flame on the verge of igniting…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s faces turned pale; the faint dragon’s roar at their ears grew louder, their nascent souls shrinking inward as if terrified of heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seven-Star Sealing Seal, Dragon Fangs Clutching the Corpse!” He Fei said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, bloodlight surged, a hazy shadow flickering and rising, as if about to burst free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lai’s eyes narrowed slightly; she whispered to Zhang Fan, then stepped forward, facing He Fei directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Lai…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dao Art! Fix the Dragon Stake!” At that moment, Jiang Lai formed a hand seal, murmuring softly—her aura shot skyward like a rainbow, then plunged straight down three feet into the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom… boom… boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Peach Garden Square trembled slightly, as if shaken by an earthquake—the dragon’s roar dimmed considerably, and the candle at the northern position grew dim and dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Fei’s face changed; he stared fixedly at Jiang Lai: “You stabilized the dragon vein with a human body!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Lai remained silent, standing motionless—her beautiful face instantly lost all color, as if turned to a stake, pinning the dragon vein beneath her so tightly it could not stir or rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such dao art left even Wen He in astonishment—she had never heard of it before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pity…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This dragon beneath Peach Garden Square is a malevolent one—its mouth closed, lips sealed, seven fangs exposed…” He Fei shook his head coldly, eyes brimming with mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When the great dragon refuses to lift its head, its fangs rise to execute death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than crimson blood gushed from He Fei’s body into the earthen pool—the candle at the northern position flared to life instantly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the entire Peach Garden Square jolted violently, a dragon’s roar echoing through everyone’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind He Fei, bloodlight surged—had one observed with the nascent soul, seven blood-colored fangs would slowly emerge, ferocious and terrifying, sending chills down the spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s over…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen He’s heart trembled; she had never imagined He Fei, from the Outriding Immortal sect, possessed such an unusual art—able to manipulate the dragon vein and gather these monstrous fangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He must have a powerful master behind him!” Jiang Hu gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fangs had emerged, the great evil fully awakened—everyone’s nascent soul lay dormant, trembling, unable to manifest freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I said it… tonight, I am still the protagonist…” He Fei’s gaze turned deadly, fixed on Zhang Fan, then Jiang Lai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“According to the original order—ladies first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Fei offered a gentlemanly smile, then added: “Ladies first, then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than from the bloodlight, sharp fangs slowly extended like blades, aimed squarely at Jiang Lai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nascent soul… nascent soul…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan roared inwardly—this moment, he craved power more than ever, desperately wanting to perceive his own nascent soul…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the more intense his emotion, the more scattered his thoughts, the more agitated his conscious mind became—and the farther his nascent soul drifted…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he felt as if transported back to the day he was twelve—same helplessness, same despair…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness surrounded him; nothing visible. In the cold downpour, he could only cry out, powerless…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t see anything… I can’t hear anything… I can’t feel anything…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why is this happening!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That rainy night, twelve-year-old Zhang Fan rubbed his eyes desperately, trying to see through the darkness of this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The great night doesn’t brighten… the great night doesn’t brighten…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you not awakened yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps you never will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a hollow voice echoed in the darkness—like Zhang Fan’s own voice, yet also like someone else’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Soon… you’re almost there…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Human beings are the most wondrous creatures—possessing both divinity and demonic nature; ascend and become gods, descend and become demons—but between god and demon…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find that light… when that heavenly radiance enters you, you will see a world never seen before…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When you see the world clearly, when you see your true nature, you will awaken…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaotic words echoed through the chaotic darkness like dreamlike mutterings, leaving Zhang Fan unable to distinguish reality from illusion…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t die yet…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a calm voice echoed through the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze—in full view of all, Zhang Fan had risen to his feet, standing squarely before Jiang Lai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…” Jiang Lai’s ethereal eyes shimmered with unusual light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll handle it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan spoke firmly, forming a hand seal—suddenly, a terrifying phenomenon surged skyward, as if his conscious mind had perished and his nascent soul had returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… how is this possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How… how did he do it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen He and Jiang Hu stared at each other, unable to believe what they saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible… this cannot be… how could your nascent soul return under the dragon vein’s suppression!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, He Fei’s expression changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1479,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e7897b8f1d4b1f7265cd01f30c31dfdf320ea0f4b8c6ae804594d8b167772ca4","pure-yang-chapter-51","pure-yang-chapter-49",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]