The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 199 - 198 Kunpeng Treasure Appraisal Convention

Chapter 199: Chapter 198 Kunpeng Treasure Appraisal Convention

Nezha returned to Nantang and didn’t idle. He picked up the Mountain Opening Axe and began organizing the southern mountains and waterways.

It’s not that Dayu did poorly back then, but after such a long time, everything needs to adapt to the times, even the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial era is constantly changing.

In his previous life, he didn’t understand much about water management and climate, but fortunately, he could learn and experiment now. Once he got started, combined with his exceptional understanding, he quickly mastered this area of knowledge.

Nezha wasn’t impatient. These would all become precious experiences for him when creating the Taihuangtian later. Knowledge must be accumulated little by little.

He stayed busy for more than half a year, occasionally consulting Grandpa Shennong. The southern climate became more humid, with reduced temperature differences, making it more suitable for mortal habitation and significantly increasing the cultivable land for the common people.

This created a stark contrast with the two nations to the north, which were locked in constant war.

He kept himself occupied all the way until the year’s end.

The era also had the Spring Festival, though it wasn’t highly valued.

The main reason was poverty.

But Nantang was different; Nezha had transformed various spells for agricultural use. While production levels still couldn’t match industrialization from his past life, they weren’t weak either.

In Nantang, those capable of cultivation were undoubtedly elite talents, as their productivity was ten times that of ordinary people. Cultivators in Nantang were truly seen as a superior class.

However, those who idled and refused to contribute socially fell into the category of Demon Cultivators and would face legal punishment!

Moreover, whenever Nezha had spare time, he would celebrate the New Year with his family. This trickled down as an example, coupled with abundant resources, making the New Year in Nantang particularly lively.

At year-end, the atmosphere across Nantang grew more relaxed, and nighttime curfews were lifted.

The entire Nanchang City was lit up with lanterns, bustling with street vendors hawking their wares. Groups of cultivators, adorned with jade badges signifying their status, strolled the streets, their faces brimming with smiles.

From afar, both Nuwa Temple and Laozi Temple sent out procession teams to parade through the streets. Children along the way scattered meat jerky and protective talismans, adding to the festive cheer.

Nuwa Palace

Qingluan clearly hadn’t seen such a lively atmosphere before: "Goddess, they’ve made your statue look so beautiful."

Nuwa looked at the Nuwa statue carried out by the temple and nodded approvingly, "About two or three-tenths of my presence."

She then glanced again and remarked, "Why is there a little green duck next to it? I don’t have ducks by my side."

Qingluan’s face darkened, "Goddess, could it be possible that that’s supposed to represent me?"

"Ahahaha..."

...

Daji and Deng Chanyu were busy preparing for the annual summary meeting. Nantang’s various generals would be re-assigned and report local conditions in the capital city.

Old Li brought Jinzha and Mu Zha back to reunite with Lady Yin.

Looking at the bustling city, it almost felt surreal. Was this really the same Primordial world where human-eat-human scenarios and single steps astray meant utter destruction?

Nezha had already been in this world for over twenty years, yet the day of his reincarnation felt as if it had happened just yesterday.

At night, the family gathered together, and Nezha personally made dumplings. After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, they chatted and laughed, and his ever-restless heart seemed to finally calm down slightly.

It felt as if he were still himself.

Nantang was reveling in joy, and the royal palace in Chaoge City was equally bustling.

At this time, Yin Shou was sitting quietly outside a palace door, while sounds of Queen Jiang’s screams echoed from inside.

Soon, a palace maid dashed out with a joyful expression.

"Great King, both mother and child are safe—it’s a prince!"

At the turn of the year, Yin Shou welcomed his third son and named him Geng. He hung the fiery red jade he had exchanged from Nezha years ago around the child’s neck, then resumed his cultivation.

Years of effort, combined with ample resources, had brought him into the Divinity Transformation Stage. He felt faint stirrings that if he could break that invisible barrier, he would ascend as an Immortal!

The unluckiest leader, meanwhile, had to be Ji Fa, who spent this Spring Festival on the front lines, endlessly bickering and fighting with Wen Zhong, the old rogue.

After the New Year, Nezha cultivated again for a while, only to receive unexpected news from his master.

Demon Master Kunpeng had organized a grand treasure appraisal gathering, widely inviting immortals from various factions to attend.

The details of the treasure were undisclosed, but factions like Chan Sect, Jie Sect, Human Sect, Western Sect, Heavenly Court, Nuwa Palace, and other prominent forces were all invited.

Kunpeng, by seniority, was effectively an old classmate of the Six Saints. But then again, under Saints, all were ants. With such grandiosity in his invitation, the factions had to respond—not for the treasure, but simply for appearances.

What, you’re afraid to come? That means you fear him, doesn’t it?

While Saint disciples could disregard personal dignity, they couldn’t afford to disrespect their master’s reputation.

Nezha was chosen to represent Nuwa Palace to attend. Firstly, his teacher had once "borrowed" a Supreme Treasure, so they couldn’t neglect the courtesy. Secondly, the last fragment of the Chaos Bell might well be in Kunpeng’s possession.

If he could obtain this piece along with the shattered base of the Chaos Bell outside Chaos, his teacher would then be able to reforge this Heavenly Creation Treasure.

To maintain their standing, Chan Sect dispatched its remaining Golden Immortals and Yun Zhongzi in full force. With fewer aides at his disposal, Wen Zhong in West Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, and there was also Jiang Ziya.

In Jie Sect, during an ongoing sermon, the question was casually raised—who wanted to go?

No Brainer and Unhappy immediately jumped up.

Tongtian Sect Master nodded approvingly. To outsiders, No Brainer and Unhappy seemed arrogant, savage, unruly, and unreasonable. But in his eyes, they were merely forthright and playful.

He genuinely liked those two disciples. Otherwise, how else could a Golden Immortal and Taiyi Golden Immortal rank alongside Duobao as part of the Eight Great Disciples?

Old Zhao wanted to accompany his sister but was sternly glared at by Yunxiao instead. Yunxiao herself, however, stood up.

From the Inner Sect, Jin Ling and Gui Ling were selected to head out this time.

Duobao, on the other hand, found conventional treasures ineffective for his current state, and decided to remain with his teacher to continue pondering Dao instead.

Thus, Jie Sect mobilized two major Inner Sect disciples, three prominent Outer Sect members, along with an entourage of more than a thousand immortals. This comprised three Quasi-Saints, hundreds of Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals, and hundreds of cultivators below those ranks.

It must be said, Jie Sect’s strength was still formidable. Despite losing several thousand immortals in succession, they could still muster a sizable force again in no time.

The Western Sect sent Maitreya and Dashizhi as their leaders. With treasures up for grabs, their motivations were evidently strong. As they put it: the West is poor!

Hao Tian of the Heavenly Court stared at his mirror for a long time, feeling somewhat envious. Why were they all paying so much respect to Kunpeng, but barely giving him, the Lord of the Three Realms, any acknowledgment?

After much deliberation, he ultimately sent Long Ji.

Long Ji had grown slightly wiser over the years. Where did her newfound wisdom lie? She now understood she wasn’t particularly bright.

Instead of organizing music troupes upon leaving the Palace of the Polestar, she turned around and headed toward the Turquoise Pool to find her mother.

The Queen Mother sighed, stuffing various Magical Treasures into Long Ji’s hands while cautioning her, "When you arrive, stick close to Nezha. He should also be attending. Just obediently follow his lead."

Upon hearing she could meet Nezha, Long Ji’s eyes sparkled. She carried a heap of treasures and hurried off with Heavenly Soldiers toward Beihai.

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