The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 253 - 252: On the Eve of Divine Enthronement

Chapter 253: Chapter 252: On the Eve of Divine Enthronement

But ultimately, human desire surpasses his comprehension.

The brothers of the Ji family had their own thoughts at this moment: why should a three-year-old child claim the world we fought so hard for?

Although the brothers of the Ji family were not as virtuous as Bo Yikao, Ji Fa, or Zhou Gongdan, they were undoubtedly talents in their own right.

Without conspired planning, they all independently identified the greatest obstacle to power: Ji Fa’s son, the current Great Zhou Great King, Ji Song.

Zhou Gongdan placed great importance on welcoming Ji Song, dispatching every available force after ensuring basic stability.

Unfortunately, the gravely injured Wei Hu and Yang Jian couldn’t be commanded by him, let alone the Chan Sect Immortals.

The result was the Ji family brothers each displaying their divine skills, and with the influence of demonic temptation, the five-year-old Ji Song vanished en route.

When the news reached him, Zhou Gongdan erupted in fury. His first suspect was Li Jing, but alas, Old Li was direct and righteous. After rounds of probing and confrontation, Zhou Gongdan found himself convinced of his innocence.

Then there was only one possibility left: it had to be his own brothers!

Just as Zhou Gongdan was about to imprison his brothers to find the culprit, they outright rebelled!

Zhou Gongdan held high prestige in Great Zhou, but having long remained overshadowed by Ji Fa, his standing was only marginally higher than that of his brothers. Moreover, he had only recently assumed power, lacking the authority to control them.

At this time, Jiang Ziya had already resigned from all his positions in Great Zhou, ceding authority to Zhou Gongdan.

Thus began the internal strife of the Zhou royal family!

Witnessing the resurgence of chaos in Chaoge, Old Li sighed deeply and led the Nantang troops back south under the cover of night.

"Go ahead and fight, then!"

"I really can’t be bothered with you lot!"

Old Jiang shook his head at this sight, lamenting, "Hurry up with the divine enthronement already. This old man just wants to clock out and retire!"

...

Nezha was unaware of the turmoil in the mortal world, but he could feel the demonic influence flooding it.

Could he do anything about it?

Actually, he could.

The Sun Star, as the symbol of Primordial Yang, was indeed explosively volatile, but it also embodied the brilliance of the Great Sun, a purifying, all-encompassing light that shone upon the earth.

Nezha, invoking his authority as the Central Ziwei Emperor, enlisted the cooperation of several Thunder Department gods who hadn’t yet fully turned.

The combined divine authority of the Central Ziwei Emperor and the Sun Star Deity unleashed a radiance of sunlight, impartial, harmonious, and purifying, spilling to the earth accompanied by thunder.

This couldn’t immediately dispel the demonic influence in human hearts, nor could it eradicate it entirely.

Within every person’s heart lies a door that confines darkness; the Demon Buddha’s emergence had merely amplified the darkness, allowing it to escape.

But under the illuminating radiance of the Great Sun and the rumble of thunder representing Heaven and Earth’s righteous energy, humanity would gradually awaken.

After all, people cannot forever be slaves to their desires.

...

The first to awaken was Hao Tian. He shook his head regretfully, realizing the matter had barely affected him. For him, it was negligible, akin to drifting into a daydream.

On the East Sea Three Immortal Islands, the first to awaken was Yunxiao. She gazed at the still-entranced No Brainer and Unhappy, furrowed her brows, and sternly commanded, "Kneel."

Their brains didn’t have time to react before their bodies dropped to their knees with a thud. In that instant, the chaos caused by their heart demons abruptly shattered.

No Brainer grinned sheepishly. "Heh, Sister, I think I just had a dream."

Unhappy quickly chimed in, "Me too!"

Yunxiao ignored her two sisters and fell into contemplation. This heart-demon incident had given her significant insight. It was as though a path forward had become faintly visible to her.

...

Meanwhile, on the Golden Turtle Island, Jin Ling Saint Mother awoke blushing furiously. She couldn’t help but touch her cheek. "Why would I dream of something like that?"

Not far away, in a cave dwelling, the blue-faced, fanged Yu Yuan groggily turned over, muttering, "Brother Zha, let’s keep drinking! We won’t stop until we’re wasted..."

The fleeting comet of demonic influence seemed to leave no trace on the Primordial World—or perhaps, it had changed everything.

...

Nezha, after all his efforts, now looked at the three little fairies whose faces were still red with embarrassment and was speechless. "Is this all you’ve got? Just this?!"

"Can’t you have some ambition? Couldn’t you fantasize about becoming Saints or something?"

Although Nezha’s cultivation was not yet at the pinnacle, his position was already high. As Hao Tian’s deputy, he was no longer a negligible figure in the Primordial World.

He, too, had sensed the emergence of the Demon Buddha, but he couldn’t delve into the details. Matters involving Saints were beyond his reach to comprehend.

After ensuring the three had returned to normal, Nezha prepared to descend to the mortal realm to observe.

What he would witness was the Divine Enthronement.

The Divine Enthronement could no longer be delayed!

Let the Western Zhou realm fall into chaos; they still held seventy percent of the Human Clan’s territory. Would you call that failure?

Amid such circumstances, the Primordial World turned its gaze to the Sealing God Platform once again.

For such a grand occasion, Nezha could no longer afford to behave casually. With a twist of his body, he donned the magnificent and authoritative Emperor Robe of the Central Ziwei Emperor!

"Hey, Little Jin, prepare the king’s carriage for me!"

"Little Yang, scatter flowers for the king!"

"Little Xiao Long, warm the king’s... cough, cough!"

In the end, the Thunder Birds would pull the carriage!

Nezha was still inexperienced when it came to making a spectacle. Back in the day, when his teacher traveled, he only brought along him and Qingluan!

In the end, only five of them set out.

If you called it an entourage, well, there were just five people.

If you thought it was unimpressive, consider this: Hao Tian’s daughter was scattering flowers, with the Wenqu and Wuqu Star Lords in attendance, and the Thunder Department gods pulling the carriage.

The Thunder Bird, harnessed to the Seven Fragrance Car that Bo Yikao had once offered as tribute and Nezha had since modified, set off.

The Ziwei Emperor Star sparkled in the sky as blue lightning flickered. A colossal Thunder Bird pulling a grand chariot descended from Outer Heaven.

Jiang Ziya, standing beneath the Sealing God Platform, paused in his steps to greet Nezha, fully acknowledging the spectacular entrance.

Some Chan Sect Immortals looked down upon the Heavenly Court’s divine positions, but when the central figure of the Divine Enthronement stopped, would you dare to keep walking forward?

What would you do?

Seal gods yourself?

Do you think you could even manage that?

The Thunder Bird was incredibly fast. The chariot swiftly arrived before the assembled immortals, with starlight paving its way and purple rays illuminating the scene.

From the sides, the flower-scattering Yang Chan and Golden Light pulled open the baskets. Long Ji, no longer her usual smiling self, descended to place a ladder for Nezha.

"This Emperor has come to observe the ceremony. Fellow Immortals, please continue."

He then smiled and nodded toward the kinder Immortals, like Old Jiang.

Behind him, Yang Chan obediently took her place, winking cheekily at her second brother behind Jiang Ziya.

"What’s the matter, Second Brother? Amazed?"

In Outer Heaven, observing the scene at the Sealing God Platform through the Hao Tian Mirror, Hao Tian slammed his palm on the table.

He wasn’t upset about his daughter being taken away. What truly infuriated him was why those self-important Chan Sect Immortals showed so much deference to this little brat, Nezha, while paying him, the Great Hao Tian, no respect at all!

In Nuwa Palace, Nuwa watched Little Emperor Nezha through the Heavenly Observation Realm and chuckled as she teased the onlooking Qingluan beside her. "That getup makes him look so old. His usual attire is much more flattering. Old Deng’s taste really needs improvement!"

Qingluan could only manage a nervous smile, daring not to utter a single word. "You keep casually calling him ’Old Deng,’ and nothing happens. But if I so much as say one wrong word, I’ll probably get struck by Zixiao Divine Thunder just for stepping out of Nuwa Palace with my left foot first!"