Pure Yang!

Chapter 514 Reunion with an Old Friend! Thanks to Nature for its bounty (5k-word chapter)

As the long night draws to a close, it is the darkest and most silent time in the world.

The boundless sky seemed to melt into thick ink, with only the large moon hanging alone, illuminating a vast abyss.

Inside the dilapidated Lüzu Temple.

The incense has been passed on, and the status has been established.

Lu Xianyang slowly opened his eyes, his gaze calm as still water. His primordial spirit had recovered, yet it was brighter than ever before.

Looking at his newly accepted disciple, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a surge of excitement within him.

Within that golden substance, within the pure sea of ​​thought, he seemed to see a glimpse of the future, a flash of inspiration flowing forth from destiny.

"A bright future awaits." Zhang Fan pondered for a moment, then uttered those four words.

Although the future is constantly changing, the myriad possibilities also reveal Lü Xianyang's extraordinary nature. With his temperament and talent, given time, he will surely be able to secure a place in the Taoist world.

"Master."

Just then, Lü Xianyang's voice rang out, pulling Zhang Fan back to reality.

"You go."

Zhang Fan looked at Lü Xianyang, whose gaze was firm and whose aura was completely different, and spoke in a deep voice, which was particularly clear in the empty temple.

"Go!?" Lu Xianyang was stunned for a moment.

"This place is not safe to stay any longer. You should leave Qinhuang City and Beihe Province as soon as possible," Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

He was a fugitive, and anyone who became involved with him was bound to suffer misfortune.

Now that Lü Xianyang has become his disciple, he can neither stay by his side nor remain in this place any longer.

"Master, where am I going?" Lu Xianyang couldn't help but ask.

“The world is vast, there is nowhere I cannot go,” Zhang Fan murmured.

He did not indicate the direction to Tongluo Mountain for Lü Xianyang.

True strength never grows under the protection of others. Flowers raised in a greenhouse will always be delicate and fragile, unable to withstand real storms.

Only by plunging into the turbulent waves of the mortal world, and struggling through countless uncertain opportunities and crises, can one truly understand the meaning of life.

As eons continue, so too will all conditions eventually come to pass.

Only by experiencing life and death, and understanding gain and loss, can one persevere through countless setbacks and achieve the demeanor and accomplishments of a true master.

“Master, I…” Lu Xianyang hesitated for a moment, then stopped speaking.

“You don’t need to tell me where you’re going. Everyone has their own destiny.” Zhang Fan raised his hand, interrupting Lü Xianyang.

The greatest uncertainty is what creates the most limitless possibilities.

The mortal world is the crucible for refining one's path.

"I will never forget my master's kindness in imparting knowledge and skills."

Upon hearing this, Lü Xianyang did not hesitate or show the slightest fear. He took three steps back, his expression solemn and dignified, and performed the most solemn three bows and kowtows to Zhang Fan.

"This parting today is only for the sake of tomorrow!"

"One day, I will find my master and rekindle our master-disciple bond!"

"At that time, I will certainly not disappoint you, Master!"

Lu Xianyang raised his head, his eyes burning with intense passion and unwavering determination.

Having said that, he no longer lingered, resolutely turned around, and walked out of the dilapidated temple that held his childhood memories and changed his life at that moment.

"Good roots!"

Watching that resolute and upright figure disappear into the deepest darkness before dawn without looking back, leaving the land where he grew up, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he sighed in admiration.

call……

The night wind howled, stirring the dark forest.

In the desolate temple, only Zhang Fan remained, along with the silent and dilapidated statue of Lu Zu.

The air still seemed to carry the lingering breeze from when the boy left, along with his vibrant energy and vows.

Silence, like a tide, once again engulfed this place.

dong... dong... dong...

I don't know how much time passed, maybe ten minutes, or maybe just a few breaths.

A faint, yet rhythmic, sound of footsteps broke the deathly silence from outside the temple.

The footsteps were neither hurried nor slow, carrying a cat-like elegance and a stealthy, unpredictable quality, growing ever closer.

Moonlight, filtering through the holes in the roof, sparingly casts a few rays of soft glow.

Zhang Fan's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked up and fell upon the secluded courtyard.

A graceful figure, like an eerie flower blooming in the dark night, appeared there silently.

Her figure was breathtakingly outlined in a tight-fitting black leather outfit.

Her fiery curves, full and perky breasts and hips, slender waist that seemed impossible to encircle, and a pair of long and straight legs encased in leather pants all exuded the most primal and intense sexual allure.

"The Master of Wuwei Sect... I never imagined that my good junior from back then would become the Master of Wuwei Sect now."

At that moment, a deep, slightly magnetic voice, clearly belonging to a man, emanated from that figure, which was more alluring than most women in the world.

"The Pig of the Year!?"

Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

He guessed that his casual move might attract the attention of the Dao Alliance, but he didn't expect that the first one to find him here would be the Pig.

One of the thirteen zodiac animals...

Pig (亥), the king of gluttony!
"It's been many years since we last met," Zhang Fan sighed.

He fled all the way, traveling through mountains and rivers, becoming one with the world. Now, when he sees old friends again, whether they are enemies or friends, he feels a sense of warmth and familiarity.

Such a state of mind is like the vast and boundless universe, where everything, whether good or bad, is merely a part of it.

"Huh!?" Wang Tao was taken aback.

Looking at Zhang Fan in front of him, he felt somewhat dazed. Apart from being more wiry and having brighter eyes, the man in front of him seemed completely different, as if he had become a different person. In particular, his aura was hazy and inhuman, as if he had lost all humanity. Although he was sitting there cross-legged, he could not be sensed or perceived.

"Pig, since you call me the sect leader, and you are one of the thirteen zodiac animals, why don't you bow to me?"

Just then, Zhang Fan suddenly spoke, his words carrying a hint of teasing.

Wang Tao paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You know, I know, everyone knows that you are not the true leader of the Wuwei Sect. You have only been pushed out to stand in the eye of the storm and attract the attention and firepower of the world."

At this point, Wang Tao paused slightly before continuing, "You too have survived a tribulation, so why would you expose your whereabouts for an unrelated ant? Is it worth it?"

Faced with Wang Tao's questioning, Zhang Fan's gaze remained calm as he looked out into the boundless darkness of the temple. His voice was not loud, but it carried a sense of detachment as if he had seen through cause and effect.

"Fate is part of destiny, and it never changes according to human will," Zhang Fan said calmly.

"Without this calamity, how could there be such a predestined connection?"

As he finished speaking, a hint of mockery appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes when he looked at Wang Tao.

"How could you possibly know how extraordinary this opportunity is for me?!"

"Fate?" Wang Tao was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What fate? That insignificant boy?"

"Ants!?"

Zhang Fan laughed, looking at Wang Tao as if she were an idiot, his deep gaze sweeping over her graceful figure before turning into the long night.

"One day, his fame will spread throughout the world."

"Who? That boy?"

Wang Tao's alluring figure visibly stiffened slightly, and a look of surprise seemed to appear on his face hidden in the shadows.

He clearly hadn't expected Zhang Fan to have such a high opinion of that seemingly ordinary incense-selling boy.

After a moment of silence, the deep, magnetic voice rang out again, less playful and more serious: "The Dao Alliance has locked onto this area, and experts are on their way..."

"You should go."

The final urging carried a complex and enigmatic tone, reflecting the shared understanding of the Wuwei school.

"Oh? You're here to tip someone off?" Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow and looked at Wang Tao, his expression carrying a slightly different meaning.

Since his debut, he has had many dealings with the Pig, especially when he had just descended from Zhenwu Mountain and his primordial spirit was gradually dissipating in the dead of night, he almost died at the hands of the Pig.

Later, his primordial spirit slowly escaped the tribulation, and although he did not achieve great success, he almost killed his opponent.

Now, times have changed, and their positions are no longer the same.

“That day at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the Human Zodiac appeared out of nowhere. Apart from the Dragon and the Rat, we have all submitted to them,” Wang Tao said in a deep voice.

The thirteen zodiac animals begin with humans.

Now that the zodiac signs have returned to their proper places, apart from powerful figures like the Dragon and mysterious ones like the Rat, almost no other zodiac signs dare to have any disloyalty. Even those like the Rooster and the Pleiades, who were unruly, have long since died at Li Yishan's hands.

"Thank you for reminding me then," Zhang Fan sighed softly.

Human affairs are indeed interesting; there are ultimately no eternal enemies in this world.

"Aren't you leaving!?"

Wang Tao frowned as he watched Zhang Fan remain motionless. He had risked everything, even exposure, to deliver this message, hoping that the "Master of Wuwei Sect," currently in the eye of the storm, would leave as soon as possible. But it seemed that Zhang Fan had no intention of moving.

"I know you're seriously injured. Once the experts from the Dao Alliance arrive, even if you manage to leave, you'll likely face a life-or-death situation and your departure won't be long," Wang Tao reminded him again, his expression becoming somewhat anxious.

"Shh..."

Zhang Fan gave a soft shout.

Inside the temple, silence returned.

Only Zhang Fan remained unmoved, like the last solitary reef before the storm.

call……

Suddenly, a faint and suppressed noise arose outside the temple, like the tide washing over a beach or a venomous snake slithering through the grass. In a daze, countless figures appeared, completely surrounding the dilapidated Lüzu Temple.

"coming!"

Wang Tao's expression changed drastically; his once captivating eyes now held only a chilling light.

The Dao Alliance acted even faster than he had anticipated.

"Master of Wuwei, though your name is great, I wonder if you are a fraud or a charlatan."

Just then, an old voice came from outside the temple, filled with sarcasm and coldness, clearly disbelieving that the true master of the Wuwei Sect was hidden in the temple.

“Grandma Huang!?” Wang Tao’s gaze darkened slightly.

This leader of the Yellow Skin Immortal Clan still wields considerable influence within Qin Huang's territory.

hum...

Suddenly, in the depths of the still-dark night, a lamp lit up without warning.

The lamp flame was strange, about the size of a mung bean, dim and yellowish, swaying uncertainly in the wind, as if it might go out at any moment.

Yet this faint light exuded a captivating and eerie power, instantly drawing everyone's attention and compelling them to gaze upon it and draw closer.

"The Soul-Guiding Lamp!"

Huang Sanpo's method of guarding the house was that the lamp wick was like the eye of the Yellow Skin Immortal she worshipped. Once you looked into it, your primordial spirit would be drawn to it like a moth to a flame, unable to control itself, until your soul was scattered.

“Now you can’t leave even if you want to.” Wang Tao looked at Zhang Fan and frowned.

"Zhang Fan, you're really lucky to have escaped from Yujing to here. You're not going anywhere today."

Just then, Liu Ruyan's voice suddenly rang out. As a special envoy, she naturally wouldn't let this great achievement slip through her fingers.

Regardless of whether the other party is truly the leader of the Wuwei Sect, as long as the capture is successful, it will be a great achievement. With this merit, it won't be difficult for her to be promoted two or three more levels.

Who could miss such an incredible opportunity?

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange wind suddenly howled up, like smoke and a barrier, with a murky grayish-yellow color and a pungent, fishy smell. It spread out instantly, like a huge dome, completely enveloping the entire Lüzu Temple.

"Oh? This wind technique is quite interesting."

Just then, Zhang Fan looked up and saw that this wind was somewhat similar to the [Heavenly Brain Wind] of Yin Xu. It could also dissolve a person's blood and energy and corrupt their primordial spirit. However, in terms of power, it was not even a fraction of the latter.

"The Dao Alliance still has talented people."

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's voice rang out in the temple, sounding weak and listless.

Huang Sanpo and Liu Ruyan exchanged a glance. They could hear the weakness in the voice, but they dared not be careless in the slightest.

"If you surrender and become a prisoner, I can make the decision to treat you with courtesy."

Just then, a majestic voice suddenly rang out.

Zhao Qiming, the president of the Qinhuang City Dao Alliance branch, finally spoke.

His primordial spirit suddenly arose, bright and condensed, like a large star that suddenly appeared in the night sky, casting its clear light, illuminating the inside and outside of the dilapidated temple, clearly reflecting Zhang Fan's isolated figure inside the temple.

"Starlight Divine Radiance!"

Huang Sanpo and Liu Ruyan were deeply moved as they looked at Zhao Qiming's primordial spirit.

People say that Zhao Qiming's current status is entirely due to his elder brother, who has reached the Great Realm of the Abode.

Now it seems that is not the case.

Zhao Qiming's cultivation method originated from the Taoist Star and Star Dipper Techniques. He not only received guidance from Zhao Shanhe, but also visited famous mountains and practiced diligently for thirty years in his youth before achieving success.

His primordial spirit manifested, illuminating the region.

The soul-inducing lamp confuses the gods.

Strange Wind Technique Seal.

The primordial spirit of the stars shines upon me!

The three masters attacked simultaneously, creating a triple, terrifying pressure. Like an invisible giant net, it pressed down on the crumbling Lüzu Temple from the three levels of primordial spirit, physical body, and qi, forcing Zhang Fan, who was hiding inside, to have nowhere to hide.

"Zhang Fan, what do you have to say?" Zhao Qiming roared.

The temple groaned under the pressure, and rubble fell in a rustling sound.

Rumble…

Just then, an extremely faint, almost imperceptible fluctuation suddenly tried to emerge from a corner of the temple, like a startled rabbit trying to escape this deadly trap.

"over there!"

"This aura... has weakened to this extent!?"

"He was indeed seriously injured and still in the midst of a great calamity, so weak and frail."

The group of people who were besieging the enemy felt a sudden tightness in their hearts, followed by a surge of joy!

The attempt to break through was weak and lacked momentum, perfectly matching the intelligence report that he was "seriously injured."

Judging from the situation, even if they don't intervene, this person probably won't live much longer.

With this in mind, everyone activated their magic with all their might, intensifying the pressure.

The faint fluctuations attempting to break through, under the combined suppression of the three masters, were like a small boat in a storm, growing weaker and weaker, teetering on the brink of collapse, as if they would completely disintegrate at any moment.

Rumble…

Just then, a subtle yet even more powerful aura suddenly erupted from the shadows on the outskirts of the battlefield.

"Zhao Shanhe!"

Huang Sanpo and Liu Ruyan felt a sudden jolt in their hearts, as if a terrifying aura, like mountains and rivers crashing down from the sky, was about to engulf them.

They knew that Zhao Shanhe, who had been hiding in the shadows and assessing the situation, had finally chosen to make his move at this moment.

The reason he hesitated to act was to use the help of Zhao Qiming and the other two to thoroughly investigate the true nature of this "criminal wanted by the imperial court."

Even someone at the Zhaishou realm cherishes their life. He knew better than the other three how ruthless this wanted criminal was, and naturally wouldn't act rashly without ascertaining the extent of his injuries.

Now that he saw that the other party was indeed at his last gasp, he naturally wanted to firmly grasp this huge achievement that was within his grasp.

"Old fox!" Liu Ruyan cursed inwardly, but she was powerless to refute such a master.

No matter how great the credit, it will ultimately fall into the hands of the Zhao brothers. Even so, she is, after all, a special envoy, and even her auxiliary contributions are of great importance.

Thinking of this, the gloom in Liu Ruyan's heart dissipated, leaving only joy and excitement.

Rumble…

In the darkness, a burly figure emerged, bearing a striking resemblance to Zhao Qiming, though his demeanor was more rugged and unconventional.

Rumble…

Once Zhao Shanhe, this great master, made his move, it was like a thunderbolt, rushing towards the weakening fluctuations that were about to dissipate.

"I knew it. You little punks, how dare you try to catch me? You've got some real experts hiding here."

Just then, a detached voice echoed through the dark night.

Zhao Shanhe's expression changed slightly, and a sense of foreboding arose in his heart. His movements slowed down by a fraction.

"A natural consumable."

Before he could think further, Zhang Fan's voice rang out again, filled with a hint of longing and joy.

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, the faint breath that had been teetering on the brink of extinction suddenly changed in a fraction of a second.

A terrifying and domineering aura soared into the sky!

The atmosphere was like black and white intertwined, like yin and yang entangled, like gods and demons standing side by side, its power overwhelming and unparalleled in the world.

Under that unparalleled aura, the lamp went out, the wind dispersed, and even the primordial spirit, as large as a star, dissipated.

"You did this on purpose..."

Zhao Shanhe's eyes widened as he sensed the terrifying aura. Even with his cultivation at the Zhaishou realm, he trembled with fear, completely dominated by terror.

"You dare to claim credit for something so trivial, just a single transformation of your inner core?!"

Zhang Fan's eyes gleamed, and a hand reached out from the darkness. The terrifying power directly shattered Zhao Shanhe's limbs and bones, and he took out the round, golden inner core from the Xuan Palace Dan Tian.

At the same time, a primordial spirit soared into the sky and landed in Zhang Fan's palm.

“Thank you for the gift of nature!!”

(End of this chapter)