[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-55":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},2267155,4427,"Chapter 55: Reopening Longhu, the Thousand-Year Demon","pure-yang-chapter-55",55,"\u003Cp>The next day, at nine in the morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taoyuan Square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan had just arrived at the company when he noticed Bai Buran’s office door tightly shut; through the window crack, it seemed a visitor had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Business at last?” Zhang Fan muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If no more business came, he suspected Ye Buliang might shut down any day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect, perfect—I can finally slack off with peace of mind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan sat at his desk, turned on his computer, and unhesitatingly opened the “yellow book” page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, inside Bai Buran’s office, a young man in a Daoist robe pulled aside the blinds, peering through the gap at everything outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Daoist, you’ve got a new hire?” Cao Wushang asked without turning around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cao Wushang… when you followed Baiheguan’s master to Zhenwu Mountain eighty years ago, you were still a seven- or eight-year-old child. Now you can stand on your own.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Buran leaned back in his chair, studying this unexpected guest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s this new hire’s background?” Cao Wushang asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s Zhang Fan. An intern.” Bai Buran replied offhandedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His surname is Zhang?” Cao Wushang turned around and sat across from Bai Buran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s so special about the surname Zhang?” Bai Buran smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Throughout history, nine out of ten Daoists are surnamed Zhang, one is Li.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True enough.” Cao Wushang nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re now a top disciple of Baiheguan—what brings you to my humble temple?” Bai Buran cut straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Humble temple?” Cao Wushang laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eighty years ago, during the Daoist calamity, Shensha Men was reduced to only two surviving lineages—yet you alone harbor one…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The traitor from Maoshan Shangqing Sect is here too…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And Yu Fu… back then, the Jiao incident in Sichuan and Chongqing stirred up a storm—how much effort did the authorities expend to quell the rumors… that old devil’s luck is incredible—he’s still alive…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Cao Wushang’s gaze sharpened, his eyes holding a hidden meaning as he looked at Bai Buran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Daoist, though your temple is small, the demonic winds here are strong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Small temple, strong demonic winds; shallow water, many turtles…” Bai Buran said calmly: “That precisely proves my pond is clear to the bottom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Daoist, though you’ve been away from Zhenwu for years, your wit remains as sharp as ever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Wushang flicked his fingertip and suddenly asked: “Have you seen Hai Zhu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve seen him—but never fought him.” Bai Buran lowered his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Cao Wushang’s visit must be about the Thirteen Zodiacs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When false becomes true, truth becomes false; where nothing is, something still exists…” Cao Wushang said solemnly: “These demons of Wuwei Men… they can never be fully exterminated…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Cao Wushang shifted tone and said sharply: “The higher authorities have decided…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To reopen Longhu Mountain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reopen Longhu Mountain!?” Bai Buran’s brow twitched—his usual calm cracked, revealing unmistakable shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eighty years ago, during the Grand Sacrifice, all Daoist masters gathered at Longhu Mountain, originally to summon celestial deities and bless humanity—but it became the Daoist calamity…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly all the Daoist elite of that generation perished on Longhu Mountain, and many lineages vanished forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, the Daoist world suffered a devastating blow; Longhu Mountain sealed its gates, and for eighty years, no incense has risen there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, eighty years later, they plan to reopen Longhu Mountain!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All these unsolved cases must be answered for every sect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Wushang saw Bai Buran’s confusion and spoke: “Back then, so many died—what exactly happened during the Grand Sacrifice…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The truth must come out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why now? After all these years, why choose this moment?” Bai Buran said gravely. “Is it because of Wuwei Men? Are they planning another Grand Sacrifice?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not just because of those demons…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Wushang shook his head, glancing instinctively at Bai Buran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether a lineage survives or perishes, the seventy-third generation has its pause… Zhenwu Mountain has now reached its seventy-third generation, hasn’t it? The Ancestor foretold that the great calamity is upon us now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Wushang said solemnly: “If Zhenwu Mountain falls, where is the Supreme Immortal?” “You fear the pillar holding up the Daoist world will collapse!?” Bai Buran’s gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Chaoran is the living Immortal of this age, holding immense weight in the Daoist world—a purple-gold beam supporting the heavens, a white jade pillar holding up the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Zhenwu suffers calamity, this Immortal will surely be drawn into it—and then, the entire world will descend into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eighty years ago, during the Daoist calamity, Supreme Immortal Chu was the sole survivor… His survival is a blessing, and now is the perfect time to reopen Longhu Mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was another sentence Cao Wushang did not say—and dared not say: Could they possibly wait until Chu Chaoran died before reopening Longhu Mountain?! At this, Cao Wushang changed subject: “By the way, was the Zhenwu Jade Registry’s transmission ceremony recently successful?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhenwu Jade Registry was taken from Longhu Mountain by Chu Chaoran long ago; it likely holds the truth behind the Daoist calamity, and naturally, the higher authorities are watching closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably successful—you’d have to ask Zhenwu Mountain,” Bai Buran said coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. The higher authorities still recognize Xia Weisheng as Zhenwu’s heir. When Longhu Mountain reopens, she may need to bring the Jade Registry there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Wushang’s tone carried deeper meaning: he wanted Bai Buran to relay a message to Zhenwu Mountain—if Longhu Mountain truly reopens, the Jade Registry must be present to reveal the truth of the eighty-year-old calamity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When will Longhu Mountain reopen?” Bai Buran asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next year, the ninth day of the ninth month!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Cao Wushang rose and walked toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go well. No need to see you out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Buran did not rise, watching Cao Wushang’s retreating figure, his gaze narrowing to a thread. He murmured softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That little fox has truly become a spirit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The office door opened, and Cao Wushang stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan, alert as a rabbit, quickly switched pages…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes moving, head still—glancing sideways at the door crack… This was a skill Zhang Fan perfected in school, to evade his homeroom teacher’s “peeping ghost eyes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Daoist!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan caught a glimpse—just then, Cao Wushang, stepping out, also glanced his way. Their eyes met for an instant in midair, then both quickly looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Cao Wushang leave the company, Zhang Fan turned back to Bai Buran’s office—the door still shut—and once again felt safe to slack off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a cheerful system alert sounded. Zhang Fan opened his “yellow book” inbox…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Refund notice? Hahaha! Finally got it back!” Zhang Fan rejoiced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your refund of 888 yuan has been credited. Your complaint has been verified. User [Thousand-Year Demon] has been banned from posting for seven days. As an apology, we’ve gifted you a 333-yuan credit voucher for Zhenwu Mountain’s quiet retreat—please use it soon…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes, opened the [Thousand-Year Demon] chat box—the 888 yuan he’d lost was finally returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Fan noticed the top of the [Thousand-Year Demon] chat box displayed: “The other party is typing…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They replied!? Panicked, ready to curse, huh…” Zhang Fan sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, he’d sent dozens of private messages to [Thousand-Year Demon] with no response—but now that the refund arrived, the other side was desperate…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Zhang Fan afraid?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not at all! At the peak of the keyboard, he ruled the world—where his keyboard stood, there was heaven. Behind the screen, he feared no one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, he picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and waited for his great battle with [Thousand-Year Demon].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the other party’s message arrived. Zhang Fan glanced at it once…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teacup in his hand shattered. His eyes widened in shock—[Thousand-Year Demon]’s message contained only six characters:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did you dream of Longhu?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1312,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f794e37ff0ead104aea2e7bd09f2bc0ad9946da14482ecf4fedb55f004d32cd8","pure-yang-chapter-56","pure-yang-chapter-54",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]