The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 123 - 121 Uh-oh, Nezha seems to like this

Chapter 123: Chapter 121 Uh-oh, Nezha seems to like this

Nezha also noticed Sister Xiaoqing’s lip movements but could not understand what this had to do with Yin Shou.

After bidding farewell, Lu Ya left, and Nuwa handed the fragment to Nezha. With several Chaos Bell fragments already in Nezha’s possession, he could one day find the bell’s original body and reforge the Chaos Bell.

Perhaps then, the bell’s former divine power could be restored.

Nuwa then handed Nezha her own cushion and sternly warned him that while he could study it, he must not copy it.

The way of creation recorded within it was unique to Nuwa, who had pursued this path to its ultimate expression. If Nezha followed, it would be a dead end.

Nezha nodded solemnly and then took his leave from his mentor and Sister Xiaoqing.

As soon as he stepped down from the jade steps of Nuwa Palace to leave, he "coincidentally" encountered Lu Ya.

Nezha felt a bit guilty, thinking: Is this guy lying in wait for me here because I had his ten Golden Crows removed?

I haven’t even left my teacher’s house yet.

Lu Ya’s expression was calm and friendly as he chuckled, "Little friend, are you returning to the Primordial World as well? I am somewhat proficient in the Divine Movement Technique, why not let me accompany you for part of the journey?"

Nezha thought briefly. Since there was no direct conflict of interests between them, he tucked the Mountain and River Map into his robe and nodded in agreement.

Lu Ya showed no sign of displeasure at being guarded against. Instead, he smiled warmly.

Then, he transformed into golden rainbow light, bringing Nezha along as they shot out of Taisu Heaven.

Nezha felt enveloped in the rainbow light as an array of information rapidly streamed into his mind, and the Creation Jade Disc fragment in his divine soul quickly began recording and deducing.

Immersed in this divine skill, Nezha felt as though he had arrived at Qinyang City in the blink of an eye.

Opening his eyes, he found himself standing before several individuals hosting a Dharma assembly, while Lu Ya Daoist had already disappeared without a trace.

Nezha had also mastered another divine skill—the Golden Crow Rainbow Technique.

In Old Li and the others’ perspective, a streak of rainbow light flashed from outer heaven, and Nezha made his entrance.

As disciples of a great sect, they were certainly not lacking in experience, yet such an exceptionally swift divine skill was something they were seeing for the first time.

Nezha greeted them without feeling awkward. After all, they were acquaintances. Laughing, he said, "No big deal, just a friend giving me a lift on his way."

The group: "..."

You—at the level of a True Immortal—already have friends with at least Quasi-Saint cultivation?

Nezha didn’t disturb their Dharma assembly but instead took Goldzha and Woodzha aside to learn what had been happening recently.

After hearing about Old Li’s public demonstration of his abilities, Nezha couldn’t help but admire him. I’ve never managed to pull off such a grand spectacle myself, that’s real prestige.

Could it be that Old Li is the true protagonist of this web novel?

He hasn’t even ascended to immortality, yet a group of Daluo and Taiyi cultivators keep revolving around him—that’s impressive.

Nezha dealt with matters without letting them affect personal relationships. He remained cordial with the Chan Sect crowd.

He greeted Ci Hang and others before visiting his elder brother Yun Zhongzi.

Yun Zhongzi had been busy fixing the armor lately. The thing had been smashed twice now, and although there were justifiable reasons, he was getting a bit fed up with repairing it.

Recently, he had been exploring self-repair functions for the armor.

When Nezha visited, he suggested that the armor could be made alive.

Yun Zhongzi’s eyes immediately lit up, startlingly bright, as he grabbed Nezha’s hands in excitement.

Afterward, Nezha surveyed the battlefield. The black qi Old Li had mentioned truly worried him.

He was accompanied by Ci Hang.

The Blood Sea producing a demon was one thing—even if you fought fiercely and obliterated everything there, it didn’t matter.

But this was the place where the Human Clan resided. If Quasi-Saints engaged in all-out combat here, everything would be annihilated.

For the Human Clan, it would be nothing short of a catastrophic blow.

Nezha vividly recalled that the original Divine Enthronement had far fewer complications—only the Chan and Jie Sect disciples had entered the calamity.

But now, everyone seemed to be jumping in—Pan King, Mosquito Daoist, Asuras—the casualties among the Human Clan were innumerable.

"Sister Ci Hang, have you noticed anything unusual?"

Ci Hang replied with a sorrowful expression, "I haven’t perceived the black qi that King Li mentioned, only overwhelming resentment."

Nezha’s expression grew serious as he calmed himself and released his suppression over the demon shadow in the God Slaying Spear.

Without the suppression, the demonic intent immediately began to counterattack. Evil demonic qi emanated from Nezha, and his eyes filled with swirling black mist.

Ci Hang immediately became alert—how could he suddenly fall into demonic possession?

Nezha ignored her and focused his eyesight on scanning the battlefield. He immediately perceived the black qi Old Li had described.

It pervaded the battlefield, born from the gruesome deaths of countless humans. There was nothing Nezha could do about it—the calamity was intensifying, and there was no way for a mere True Immortal like Nezha to halt it.

He came up with an idea—what use was merely studying scriptures at their Dharma assembly? Why not directly test things in practice?

True knowledge comes from practice.

Nezha’s proposal received unanimous approval, especially from Ci Hang, who found him to be a compassionate and wise immortal.

Every time she caught Nezha’s gaze, she smiled and nodded back at him.

Old Li secretly watched on the side, shaking his head repeatedly. There were already two women at home he couldn’t handle, yet here he was flirting and stirring trouble outside. How could he lack focus?

Old Li thought Nezha’s biggest flaw was being a bit too fond of women.

Nezha was unaware of Old Li’s thoughts. Considering the task was already set in motion, he decided to ensure the job was done properly and bring in a professional.

Opening the Ghost Gate, he returned to the underworld to find Kṣitigarbha.

Di Ting froze for a moment upon seeing Nezha, then gleefully lunged at him.

Nezha patted his head affectionately, saying, "Good dog."

Kṣitigarbha frowned in disapproval.

Nezha explained his purpose, and Kṣitigarbha agreed instantly. What? No payment for this work?

Even if paid, this was something worth doing!

The task was an opportunity to promote the Western Sect’s teachings, transcend dead souls, perform virtuous deeds, and win over a few Chan Sect immortals inclined toward the West.

This was a job not just for him—even Saint Zhunti himself would want to come!

After arranging for the professionals, Kṣitigarbha was brought over, and Nezha left the rest to them.

Having cultivated for so long, he planned to relax with King Ji and the others.

But instead, he encountered the Sanxiao sisters Zhao Gongming and Yu Yuan coming to find him.

So, what’s the story here?

Yunxiao, being somewhat of a recluse, struggled to figure out where to find Nezha.

At this point, Zhao Gongming came up with an idea—he had heard Yu Yuan was close to Brother Li, so why not ask him?

The four siblings then sought out Yu Yuan, who, upon hearing their request for Nezha’s whereabouts, didn’t immediately answer but rather cautiously asked about their intentions.

Old Zhao didn’t hide anything, explaining their purpose and repeatedly assuring they wouldn’t seize Nezha by force.

Yu Yuan made the four swear solemn oaths before agreeing to take them.

This infuriated No Brainer and Unhappy, who shouted that Nezha should never associate with Yu Yuan again.

Yu Yuan heard their words and carefully scrutinized the Sanxiao sisters, thinking: Uh-oh, Nezha Junior Master seems fond of this type.

But Yu Yuan wasn’t fazed. The bond between brothers is far stronger than any meddling by women.

If it weren’t for Zhao Gongming being chivalrous, highly cultivated, and well-renowned, Yu Yuan wouldn’t have even helped them!