[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-6":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},2267106,4427,"Chapter 6: Sun Essence, Moon Essence, the Great Serpent of the Mountain","pure-yang-chapter-6",6,"\u003Cp>Night was hazy, the mountain plunged into utter darkness; all around, only the wind rustled through the trees, with occasional insect chirps and bird calls breaking the silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the faint moonlight, the black-robed girl stood far away, yet she turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I-is that a person?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan gathered his courage and asked timidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, a hollow, melodious voice rose through the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, the black-robed girl turned and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan glanced at his surroundings, bit his lip, and finally overcame his hesitation, following after her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“M-miss… are you a Daoist priestess from Zhenwu Mountain?” Zhang Fan trailed behind, keeping a careful distance, probing cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“‘Priestess’ is an insult—like calling someone who can’t do magic a Muggle.” The black-robed girl didn’t turn her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do Daoists even watch Harry Potter?” Zhang Fan muttered to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he remembered Li Yishan saying that both men and women could be called Daoists, or men as Qian Dao and women as Kun Dao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May I ask your Daoist title…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have no title.” The black-robed girl’s tone remained unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then how should I address you?” Zhang Fan paused, pressing further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another brief silence, then the hollow, melodious voice sounded again in the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Lai!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Lai… such a beautiful name. I’m Zhang Fan, I came here to…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan had barely introduced himself when the black-robed girl suddenly stopped. The night was dark, the mountain steep—he couldn’t brake in time and crashed into her, a warm sensation passing through his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alive…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Fan’s tense heart eased slightly; at the same time, a faint fragrance drifted from Jiang Lai—not like perfume, but like the incense smoke of a Daoist temple, soothing and calming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan spoke, masking his restless thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breath... breath... breath...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than a violent wind surged, bending the ancient trees on both sides of the path, kicking up dust and stones, churning the clouds as if a storm were about to break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why did the weather change so suddenly?” Zhang Fan muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Jiang Lai pulled him behind a large green rock, her hollow eyes fixed straight ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s heart stirred; he followed her gaze and saw a dilapidated, abandoned earthen shrine ahead suddenly crack open—out surged a massive, pitch-black shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s eyes widened in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a giant black serpent; its head alone was as large as a dining table, the pale moonlight glinting off its glossy, obsidian scales with an eerie sheen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What breed is this? How did it grow so big?” Zhang Fan felt dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black serpent emerged from the ruined shrine, coiling its massive body into a mound that, from afar, looked like a small hill—the wind around it grew fiercer…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it raised its head toward the moon, flicking its tongue, the air temperature dropping rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what is that?” Zhang Fan edged closer to Jiang Lai, whispering cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worshipping the moon. It has five hundred years of cultivation.” Jiang Lai spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five hundred years? This snake has lived five hundred years?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan froze, finding it unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For animals, one lunar cycle—full moon to new moon—is one year…” Jiang Lai said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One lunar cycle equals one month; thus, an animal’s one year equals a human’s one month. That’s why many animals worship the moon—foxes, weasels, snakes, cats, toads, and so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By this measure, a dog reaches sexual maturity at one to one and a half years—equivalent to a human aged twelve to eighteen. So a snake with five hundred years of cultivation is roughly equivalent to a fifty-year-old human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most snakes live only ten to fifteen years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that’s why they always claim a thousand years of cultivation… I get it now… So then…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this a spirit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than the black serpent’s belly swelled violently, its throat convulsing with a sound like distant thunder—the wind around it grew wilder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Fan saw a stream of luminous white mist drifting slowly from the sky, gathering around the moon, like flowing light drawn into the black serpent’s maw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, the serpent’s scales rose and fell rhythmically, exuding a foul, pungent odor from its body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sun essence, moon essence!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s heart surged—he’d always heard animals in the mountains cultivated by absorbing sun essence and moon essence, but he never imagined he’d witness it firsthand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roar…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the black serpent let out a roar, oddly like a cow’s bellow; it flicked its tongue and whirled its head toward the large green rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It spotted us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s heart lurched; before he could react, the serpent—massive as a hill—lunged forward, crushing a stretch of forest as a dark shadow surged toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Jiang Lai rose slowly, stepping in front of Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what are you doing? Run… run away!” Zhang Fan exclaimed in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost simultaneously, the black serpent charged—Jiang Lai extended one hand; her slender arm seemed to hold boundless power, halting the monstrous spirit dead in its tracks. The shockwave spread along the ground, cracking the earth in jagged lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is she even human?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Jiang Lai’s hand swept lightly—the black serpent flew like a severed kite, its massive body smashing and shattering the mountain path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact forced it to spit out a mouthful of old blood; then, a milky-white stream of energy shot out from its body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moon essence!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s heart stirred—the moon essence flew straight toward him; before he could react, it merged into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, a cool sensation spread through every part of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roar…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the black serpent roared in fury, its emerald eyes glowing like lanterns in the dark; it coiled its body, whipping up a gale, and charged straight at Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Jiang Lai darted forward, blocking Zhang Fan; one hand held off the serpent’s charge, the other shoved him backward—he lost his balance and flew into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Lai…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan cried out, snapping his eyes open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You really know how to sleep… Stillness meditation really helps with insomnia.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yishan’s voice came from beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan felt dazed—he was still in the hotel room, his clothes soaked in sweat. He turned his head; Li Yishan was lying on the bed scrolling through his phone. Outside, daylight had long since broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I fell asleep?” Zhang Fan asked instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You slept like a dead pig—even shouting couldn’t wake you. I was going to take you on a night tour of Zhenwu Mountain.” Li Yishan glanced over dismissively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s Jiang Lai? You kept calling her name in your dream.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it was just a dream… Guess I’ve been under too much stress.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan exhaled slowly, rubbing his throbbing temples, gazing out the window—somehow, today’s sunlight seemed unusually bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, a special announcement…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the park’s public address system blared to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Due to last night’s strong winds, the mountain path has collapsed. Emergency repairs are underway. The Nanxu Gong section is temporarily closed. Tourists must detour—no passage allowed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1201,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1901f2db6e8a0a8090978eb94889ab5bf31d64e352b8951d3e05ff4659a1fb9b","pure-yang-chapter-7","pure-yang-chapter-5",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]