The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 116 - 115: The "Little Yellow Duck" in the Dao Palace

Chapter 116: Chapter 115: The "Little Yellow Duck" in the Dao Palace

Bodhisattva did not immediately dispatch troops; instead, he chose to wait and see.

It wasn’t that he was suddenly enlightened with intelligence, but simply that no one was willing to come.

Being a first-generation Asura, he found it hard to command others. There was no one stronger than An Tuo Jia among the second generation.

Moreover, An Tuo Jia had a very good reputation in the Blood Sea. Shen Gongbao’s momentary instigation couldn’t destroy the reputation he had built up over a long time. And how was it built?

Of course, with his fists.

After more than a year of bloody battles, the Shang Zhou Battlefield once again fell into a stalemate.

Nezha, however, had been drifting in the Outer Chaos for more than just a year; time in the Chaos was distorted.

According to his own calculations, he had been drifting for at least ten years.

Nezha did not feel lonely at all because, currently, Taihuangtian was not yet complete, and Spiritual Energy was extremely precious. So during this time, he had been diligently practicing his Divine Skills.

Whether it was the One Qi to Three Pure Ones or the Twelve Duterrestrial Gods Evil Formation obtained from Pangu Hall, both required countless hours.

On this day, while Nezha was still cultivating, the Jade Token in his arms began to flicker with a dazzling gold light.

He immediately used Taihuangtian to observe the surrounding Chaos.

The Chaos changed every moment, so even if you watched continuously, you wouldn’t see the same scenery.

Nezha observed for a long time and finally discovered a large red fireball in one direction.

He injected Mana into the Jade Token, and the fast-moving fireball in the distance seemed to be pulled by it, rushing towards Nezha at an astonishing speed.

It crossed an unknown distance and ultimately engulfed the Chaos Pearl Fragment where Nezha was located.

The Chaos Pearl Fragment passed through the outer layer of flames and revealed a golden, dazzling gate carved with the Great Sun and a golden crow.

Nezha took out the Jade Token, and it automatically flew into the eye of the golden crow.

The gate silently opened on its own, and Nezha entered the Dao Palace. The door closed behind him, and the Jade Token fell into Nezha’s arms.

The inside of the Dao Palace was not as luxurious as imagined, completely inconsistent with Taiyi’s identity as the East Emperor of the Demon Clan. It seems he was also an ascetic cultivator.

The Dao Palace was very large. Nezha, as if on a treasure hunt, started exploring the Dao Palace with the Mountain and River Map, wondering if Taiyi had left behind any precautions back then.

Currently, Nezha was like a character at level thirty-odd tackling a level ninety-plus dungeon. Although he was equipped with Divine Equipment, he needed to be cautious.

Nezha began transforming into a "hero," continuously entering rooms and rummaging through them.

The facilities of the Dao Palace were very complete, including the Elixir Pavilion, Artifact Refining Pavilion, and spirit field, everything.

However, Nezha visited each site one by one, and in the end, he only collected some gourds for holding Elixirs, hammers for Artifact Refining, and some undiluted crowd.

As for other items, they had all turned to dust under the erosion of time.

After all, countless Yuan Hui had passed since the Primordial Witch Demon War, let alone in Chaos.

Nezha was not disappointed, after all, even if the Dao Palace was empty, just a Dao Palace that could roam in Chaos was an invaluable treasure.

Not to mention the last main hall still awaited.

Nezha entered the final main hall through the Jade Token, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he entered a small world.

Nezha: "..."

Is it that you primordial big shots have nothing better to do than carve small worlds out of the Primordial?

No wonder the Primordial is full of pits, even teacher Nuwa is too lazy to manage.

The small world before his eyes couldn’t withstand the erosion of time. No matter how prosperous it was before, it was now in decline.

Nezha rode the cloud directly towards the distant giant tree with nine fiery red fruits, wondering what kind of divine fruit this was and if it was good to eat.

As he got closer, he discovered that this tree was actually the legendary Fusang Tree, and then looked at the nine "fruits" on the tree.

Possibly stimulated by external contact, one by one, they began to fall off and subsequently broke out of their shells.

Out came nine "Little Yellow Ducks" with golden glowing feathers.

The largest of the fruit hatched a Little Yellow Duck, which, slightly more intelligent, tilted its head and looked at Nezha: "Qua?"

Nezha felt no danger, so he also crouched down and tilted his head: "Quack!"

"Huh? These little creatures actually still have a trace of essence left. Taiyi really went to great lengths," Nezha heard his teacher’s voice and instinctively: "Quack?"

Nuwa: "..."

Nezha hurriedly patted his mouth and then said: "Teacher, can we contact you here too? Or did you follow me?"

Nuwa, who had secretly come here, did not intend to let Nezha know, as she didn’t want him to overly rely on her. So she said: "I have made some arrangements on you, allowing you to contact me at any time."

Nezha immediately believed it. With the vast Divine Skills of a Saint, even if Nuwa now appeared from the side, he wouldn’t be surprised. He then inquired about the Ten Golden Crows.

Nuwa began to recount some events from those years to Nezha.

The Ten Golden Crows, due to their playful nature back then, crossed the sky in ten suns, burning six-tenths of the Primordial Land’s surface into desert, causing countless deaths and injuries among living creatures.

Following the Great Hou Yi’s shooting of nine suns with arrows, just when he was about to shoot the last of the little ten, Di Jun, Taiyi, and Xi He arrived.

The Witch Demons broke out into a fierce battle immediately, but at the time, the Demon Clan could hardly defeat the Witch Clan, which possessed the Twelve Duterrestrial Gods Evil Formation.

They could only wait for another chance for revenge later.

The Ten Golden Crows committed heinous sins in the Primordial, and Taiyi’s apparent intention was to transfer the essence of the nine golden crows beyond the Primordial, cultivating them to escape the Primordial’s constraints and be reborn.

But it seemed that before the nine golden crows could revive, he himself was already finished.

In fact, all sides schemed during the Witch Demon War, and now the process back then is entirely unclear.

Being a person with a sense of nostalgia, Nuwa felt quite sentimental seeing the nine Little Yellow Ducks now.

Nezha then asked: "Teacher, how should we deal with them? Should we continue leaving them here?"

Nuwa thought for a while and said: "This world has already declined. If we leave them here, they will inevitably deplete their spirituality.

They can’t return to the Primordial, so I suggest you take them and the branch of the Fusang Tree into your Taihuangtian.

After all, your Taihuangtian also needs a sun."

Nezha looked at the circle of Little Yellow Ducks surrounding him and felt a sense of fate, so he agreed with a nod.

First, he opened the entrance to Taihuangtian. With hands gesturing for a long time, the ducks shook their heads and thought Nezha was putting on some kind of performance.

Sensing inspiration, Nezha activated the Eight-Nine Profound Skills and the false Dao Qi, transforming into a Little Yellow Duck, and then flapped his wings "Qua Qua Qua," signaling them to follow.

The eldest looked at the Little Yellow Duck Nezha transformed into, then looked around and counted, there were ten, indeed.

We ten brothers, no mistake.

Then decisively followed the transformed Little Yellow Duck Nezha into Taihuangtian.

Subsequently, Nezha consumed Mana to transfer the Fusang Tree into Taihuangtian, planting it next to the Lotus Pond.

This Fusang Tree, cleaved by Taiyi from the original Fusang Tree, was meant for his nephews.

Because of this, the Fusang Tree suffered great loss of Primordial Energy; this one surely isn’t as powerful as the original Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots, but it’s surely stronger than most Spirit Roots.

In the former declining world, it couldn’t absorb nutrients. Here, the abundant Water Spiritual Energy began to be continuously absorbed by it.

Though it is a fire-type Spirit Root, at its core, it is still a plant. Fire Spiritual Energy is the best, and Water Spiritual Energy is less favorable, but now there’s no choice. Having something to absorb is better than being picky, now is not the time to be selective.