The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 167 - 166 Nuwa: I’m Really Too Strong!

Chapter 167: Chapter 166 Nuwa: I’m Really Too Strong!

The Jieyin Saint halted Zhunti mid-action. Her cultivation level surpassed Zhunti’s, allowing her to see further into the bigger picture. Right now, it was the period of the Divine Enthronement Tribulation, and the Western Sect shouldn’t stir up unnecessary waves. This tribulation was proving far fiercer than she had anticipated, even as a Saint.

As for this Li Jing, whom her junior brother had spoken so highly of, she had also observed him. Whether it was out of affection for her junior brother or amazement at Old Li’s peculiar abilities, the Jieyin Saint genuinely felt that Old Li was a commendable individual.

Perhaps, in the future, it wouldn’t hurt to throw him some heavier responsibilities.

...

In the Lishan Palace, Nezha’s eyes were tightly shut, his face already marked with jet-black demon patterns.

Qingluan, who had been watching the live broadcast with Nuwa the entire time, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of concern.

"Goddess, isn’t Nezha so adorable? How could his demonic nature be this intense?"

Nuwa, lazily sprawled on her bed, also felt a pang of worry at Qingluan’s question.

Rolling over.

"Ah, destiny is just like that."

Here we bring up the matter of "Fate Grids" again. To others, a Fate Grid was something intangible and unseeable. However, to Saints, it was an entirely different matter. Saints weren’t omniscient or omnipotent in the Primordial World, limited by Hong Jun, the Heavenly Dao, and five other Saints above them.

When she first laid eyes on Nezha, Nuwa found not one but two distinct Fate Grids upon him—those of the Killing God and the Demon Child.

For mortals, these were undeniably top-tier fates, but for cultivators, they were anything but a blessing. This was also why, when Lishan Old Mother first proposed taking Nezha as her first disciple, Nuwa had refused.

It wasn’t that it was beyond her capabilities; it was just too much trouble.

Unfortunately, she was eventually won over by Nezha, accepting him as her disciple.

As for the Killing God fate, its upside was the ability to surpass one’s limits in combat. The downside, however, was a short lifespan. Nuwa originally planned to find a way to neutralize this volatile Fate Grid. Unexpectedly, Nezha stumbled upon a solution himself.

He diffused the killing aura using the Peach Blossom Aura.

Nuwa thought, "This is good!"

The Red Embroidered Ball, the Supreme Treasure governing all the world’s romances, was in her possession. Pairing Nezha with multiple Dao companions would counteract his killing aura—a solution so perfectly cost-effective it made her want to laugh.

This was also why she had Deng Chanyu stay by his side. Back then, Daji’s Fate Grid was insufficient to counterbalance Nezha’s killing aura. Part of this decision was her personal taste, but on the other hand, she genuinely meant well for her disciple.

Even so, the number of lives Nezha had taken was not insignificant. Thankfully, he no longer caused large disruptions.

As for the Demon Child Fate Grid, even Nuwa found it troublesome. What was she going to do? Personally intervene and send Nezha to reincarnation?

Better to let him train for now and deal with any problems as they arose!

Later, Nuwa discovered that Nezha had developed a unique method for dealing with his Heart Demons. His unyielding commitment to the Dao surprised even her, a Saint. In simple terms, his approach was sheer stubbornness—embracing the demonic process instead of resisting it!

The heavier his demonic nature grew, the more intimidating his Heart Demons became. Yet, they were powerless to destabilize him. On the contrary, they honed Nezha’s temperament and served as catalysts for his rapid advancement.

What was the logic behind this? Nuwa pondered the matter briefly but couldn’t figure it out.

Then she rolled over and stopped thinking.

Ah! It must be because my teachings were so exceptional! I’m simply too amazing!

...

In Nezha’s Mental Space:

Dripping with blood, Nezha nonchalantly addressed the Demon Shadow standing across from him: "Hey Old Luo, could you switch out this group of people?

I’m growing bored of slaughtering these close family and friends. How about summoning my esteemed father-in-law, Hao Tian? I truly respect him the most; if you bring him here, the instability it would cause in my Dao Heart would be unmatched."

Heart Demon Luo Hou: "..."

Am I the demon, or are you the demon? If I conjured Hao Tian’s projection, your Dao Heart might indeed destabilize, but surely it’d be from sheer joy, wouldn’t it?

Next time I go out, I won’t even call myself Luo Hou anymore. Just rename myself Little Nezha!

"Hmph, you smug brat! Can’t you see you’ve already succumbed to your demonic nature without realizing it?"

Nezha nonchalantly curled his lips before cackling, "Heh heh heh! I suggest, Old Luo, you choose your words wisely. This is what we call an ’untainted Dao Heart’!"

With that, a gentle radiance illuminated from above, melting away everything in its path.

Nezha regained consciousness. Within his body, the Five Qi had reached perfection, and on his spirit platform, three Dao Seeds had coalesced. They were the Power Dao, the False Dao, and the Space Dao.

Among them, the seeds of the Power Dao and False Dao were robust and full, while the Space Dao seed seemed somewhat shriveled.

Even so, the mana capacity within his body had undergone a leap forward. From here on, he needed to accumulate mana and refine his essence, spirit, and consciousness. Once his Three Flowers manifested atop his head and his Dao Fruit was formed, he could step into the Golden Immortal Realm.

Stretching his whole body, Nezha experienced an entirely new realm of existence.

The Profound Immortal stage was still relatively weak. But considering the word "Profound," one could see it symbolized a proper beginning on the path of enlightenment. Even Hong Jun Ancestor had begun his lectures from this very stage.

In other words, a weakness at this level could at least now be comprehended by Saints.

What a joy! What a cause for celebration!

After all, Nuwa and her cohort of Innate Sacred Beings had taken form with powers equivalent to Daluo Golden Immortals—the very standard Old Zhao claimed marked his own ascension.

Nezha rose and headed straight for the main hall of Lishan. Inside, Lishan Old Mother sat upon a clouded bed.

"Disciple greets the Teacher."

After asking a few questions about cultivation, Nezha inquired, "Teacher, my current cultivation technique accumulates mana a bit too slowly. Could you perhaps provide me with a better one?"

Lishan Old Mother: "..."

Nuwa: "!!!"

Lishan Old Mother kept her expression calm as if in deep contemplation. In truth, she was frantically communicating with her true self. Cultivation technique?

Where was she supposed to get one for Nezha? He was currently using the one she had improvised!

However, losing face in front of her disciple was out of the question. Otherwise, how could Nezha show her respect as his teacher in the future?

In the end, the two decided on a course of action—Lishan Old Mother would buy time while Nuwa scrambled to hastily create one!

"Qingluan! Go to the rear and fetch me that box of books! Quickly!"

"Caiyun, prepare paper, ink, and brushes immediately!"

Back in Lishan, Nezha noticed his teacher’s deep focus and chose not to intrude. He assumed she was sorting through her vast arsenal of techniques for the most suitable one, so he settled down, unhurried.

Lishan Old Mother staged her act for a moment before deciding enough time had passed. She finally spoke: "Your current technique, while effective, accumulates mana a bit slowly indeed. In Nuwa Palace, profound techniques are as numerous as clouds. I have just selected one for you, but you’ll need to visit Taisu Heaven to retrieve it yourself."

Nezha saw no issue with this. Good things required some ceremony, after all. His teacher hadn’t given any difficult conditions—just a task to complete.

Eager to upgrade his cultivation technique, Nezha didn’t forget his manners. He lingered to share tea with the Old Mother, who, enjoying herself, even gave him some lessons on the art of tea brewing.

But Lishan Old Mother had her principles. She couldn’t delay Nezha indefinitely with mere tea. Before long, she sent him on his way.

Nezha had just flown off toward Outer Heaven when Nuwa received the news of his departure.

Sitting with her pen in hand, having barely written 300 characters, Nuwa couldn’t help complaining, "What kind of stalling was that?! I told you to delay a bit longer—why so fast?"

Lishan Old Mother gave her a disdainful look. "This is all your fault! You’re his teacher—how could you not have advanced cultivation techniques prepared?"

Nuwa felt a bit guilty. She’d been too busy binge-watching broadcasts to anticipate this. "I didn’t expect him to cultivate so quickly!"

But then her voice turned sharp, "Don’t forget, *I’m* the true body here!"

Lishan Old Mother slammed her cane, decisively cutting off their "friendly" conversation.

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