The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 237 - 236 I, Nezha, Am Filled With Righteousness

Chapter 237: Chapter 236 I, Nezha, Am Filled With Righteousness

Nezha was somewhat speechless. Seriously, you’re a Quasi-Saint big shot, how did Xi He manage to handle you so easily?

Jin Ling Saint Mother felt equally wronged. She had always stuck to the brute-force approach, but unfortunately ran into East Emperor Taiyi, who not only walked the same path but had superior cultivation, wielded the East Emperor Bell, and had the environmental advantage.

Taiyi’s full-powered strike had knocked Jin Ling Saint Mother completely out.

"That senior, um, how did she offend you?"

Nezha couldn’t make heads or tails of the situation. By relationship, Xi He was obviously closer to him, but he couldn’t just ignore Jin Ling Saint Mother either.

Xi He smirked and said with smugness, "Just a foolish thief. If she didn’t happen to look a little pleasing to the eye, she’d already be burned to ash in the sea of flames."

"Her Divine Soul is currently being corroded by runes. In another thousand years or so, she’ll be completely tamed into a puppet. Then, she could act as a close maid for you; she’d suffice for that at least."

Xi He casually recounted how she had subdued Jin Ling Saint Mother, leaving Nezha utterly stunned. Taiyi’s power was absurdly off the charts.

Nezha: "..."

This approach is a bit too wild, isn’t it?

You guys call yourselves the Demon Clan for a reason, that’s for sure.

Nezha was now in a tough spot, though it wasn’t exactly the right time to take advantage of the situation. Saying he wasn’t tempted would be a lie, but he hadn’t lost himself to lust.

If he really controlled Jin Ling Saint Mother, how would he face Yu Yuan? How would he face Yunxiao? How would he face Tongtian Sect Master?

After a long explanation, he pleaded, "Senior, might you consider releasing Senior Sister Jin Ling?"

Xi He obviously hadn’t anticipated how complicated the external situation had become. Or maybe she did, but simply hadn’t cared before.

"Are you really willing to let her go? You should understand, such a female immortal is rare even during Demon Court’s golden age."

Nezha nodded firmly. He did enjoy getting close to beautiful fairies, but he was still a person with principles.

"Well, that truly is a pity."

Xi He performed hand seals with both hands while wearing a mischievous smile. Her earlier words had been just to toy with Nezha — Jin Ling Saint Mother, as a One Corpse Quasi-Saint, was actually harder to control than to kill outright.

The "gift" she spoke of was simply a favor owed by Jin Ling Saint Mother. A life-saving debt was a heavy cause and effect; in the future, if Nezha had any request, Jin Ling would have to step up to help.

Her fingers flicked swiftly, and Xi He’s figure began to dissipate, scattering into countless golden particles that rained down upon Nezha. These particles carried vast information for Nezha to slowly absorb.

"Senior..."

Before Nezha could say another word, the thick chains around the area groaned as they started contracting, and the prison holding Jin Ling Saint Mother began to shatter, sending her body hurtling down.

Nezha instinctively reached out to catch her and then took out a robe to cover her body.

It wasn’t that he was trying to act virtuous — he’d already seen everything before this...

Surely Senior Sister Jin Ling, being an Innate Holy Spirit, wouldn’t care about something as trivial as this, right...

Not lingering in the palace hall, Nezha left quickly. Otherwise, it would only be more awkward when Jin Ling woke up.

After leaving, he began to process the information Xi He had left behind. There was a lot — Xi He seemed to have taken on the role of a departing mother, stuffing Nezha with anything and everything she thought might be useful.

She seemed intent on planning out every aspect of Nezha’s future.

The information ranged from methods to refine and use the Demon Imperial Palace, to secret divine techniques of the Demon Clan, to something as mundane as how to care for golden crow feathers. It truly had everything.

The sheer amount and variety of it all exuded a palpable sense of care that anyone would notice.

Nezha figured he’d pass the part about golden crow feathers to Old Eleventh later. After all, he didn’t have feathers, but Old Eleventh did.

After a long time, Nezha finally sorted through the information Xi He had left.

Inside the Heavenly Prison, Jin Ling Saint Mother had also finally awakened. The first sensation she felt was as though her Dao Body had been run over by something, leaving her entire body in excruciating pain.

She then emitted golden light to cover herself and warily scanned her surroundings. Her Divine Sense quickly located Nezha, who was sitting cross-legged outside.

Seeing Nezha, she felt slightly more at ease and let out a faint sigh of relief.

She soon noticed her own condition as well and pursed her lips without saying much. Dressing herself in a robe as if nothing had happened, she calmly walked out of the palace hall.

"Many thanks, Junior Brother, for your life-saving grace. Should you ever have any requests, I will spare no effort to help!"

Jin Ling Saint Mother walked up to Nezha and clasped her hands in a gesture full of bold camaraderie.

Nezha had actually recovered long ago and had stayed here only to prevent Guang Chengzi or the Pharmacist from barging in by accident. After all, the hoarding instinct seemed embedded in every man’s DNA, even if Nezha had no inappropriate intentions.

He didn’t bother with excessive courtesy either. He had saved her, and that was that. Acting overly polite would only make him seem insincere.

"Rest assured, Senior Sister. If needed, I won’t hesitate to ask."

Jin Ling Saint Mother nodded. She found Nezha’s straightforward and no-nonsense attitude to be quite likable.

An awkward silence soon followed, as neither said a word. The atmosphere turned strange.

Mostly because Nezha had never interacted much with this Senior Sister from the Jie Sect before, and now something so embarrassing had happened. Even with his outgoing personality, he couldn’t immediately find a topic to discuss.

Jin Ling Saint Mother, now draped in a loose, golden daoist robe that covered her completely, also wondered whether those purple runes on her body had been removed.

As for her being seen entirely, proposing something extreme like "offering herself in gratitude" would be too much, but it wasn’t as if she felt absolutely nothing either.

This was the first time she had encountered such a situation, and as a straightforward woman, she had no idea how to handle it.

If you don’t mention it, and I don’t mention it, let’s just let it slide like this!

Noticing the awkward vibe, Nezha finally brought up the main issue at hand.

"Senior Sister, I’ve inherited the Divine Position of the Deity of the Sun, and the upheaval on the Sun Star has settled down. We should regroup with Senior Brothers Guang Chengzi and the Pharmacist."

Jin Ling Saint Mother’s gaze swept over Nezha a few times. His Dao Body radiated intense heat, and his dominant hue had shifted from its original white to a majestic gold, exuding a natural sense of nobility.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother," she said with sincerity.

Nezha shrugged it off, saying, "It was just a stroke of luck."

They soon arrived at the edge of the ’Magma World,’ where the liquid Great Sun Golden Flames parted on their own without Nezha even needing to act.

Using the authority granted by the Divine Position of the Deity of the Sun, Nezha meticulously searched the Sun Star’s surroundings and quickly found the Pharmacist and Guang Chengzi loafing about on the fringes.

He was a little at a loss for words. These so-called Fishing Immortals were truly everywhere in the Primordial world.

While the two slackers had come out unscathed, Jin Ling Saint Mother, who had faithfully assisted him, had not only endured a strike from Taiyi with the Chaos Bell but had also ended up giving him a considerable gift.

"Senior Sister, please follow me," he said.

The two sped across the boundless sea of flames. Jin Ling Saint Mother, however, seemed unaccustomed to it.

Having been dealt consecutive blows, she was now holding on purely out of pride.

"Senior Sister, would you like to enter the diagram artifact?" Nezha offered.

Jin Ling Saint Mother shook her head. Under normal circumstances, she might have agreed, but now that her relationship with Nezha had grown subtly complicated, she was determined not to expose even a shred of weakness in front of him.