The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 256 - 255: Yang Jian Ascends to Heaven

Chapter 256: Chapter 255: Yang Jian Ascends to Heaven

At this moment, Old Jiang had finished allotting the divine positions but, despite searching for a long time, couldn’t find a vacant position for himself. To say he wasn’t disappointed would be a lie.

But he wasn’t entirely unprepared for this outcome either.

The gods returned to their places, and immortals from all paths also took their leave to return to their respective immortal mountains and caves for cultivation. This great calamity of the Primordial era seemed to truly come to an end here.

The Investiture of the Gods directly flew back to the Heavenly Court, and Old Jiang’s Yellow Banner also vanished into thin air.

Jiang Ziya sent his senior brothers off, and the Chan Sect immortals showed no intention of taking Jiang Ziya with them.

At this moment, the Sealing God Platform was left with only him, Yang Jian, and Nezha, along with a few others.

Old Jiang let out a sigh and looked toward Nezha, saying, "In the end, I still need to trouble you, junior brother."

Nezha wasn’t surprised and replied that this matter could be easily handled.

With no outsiders around, Yang Jian finally approached his little sister Yang Chan, and the two began whispering to each other.

Golden Light still hadn’t recovered from the shock of seeing someone she knew on the Investiture of the Gods.

She truly hadn’t expected that even Gui Ling Saint Mother, an Inner Sect disciple of the Jie Sect, would make the list. But she did feel a bit delighted, as she could reunite with her nine brothers once more.

Going back was definitely not an option. After all, every sister eventually gets married, doesn’t she?

In the future, maybe she could even help out her brothers a little!

Nezha and Old Jiang chatted for a while. In the end, Old Jiang decided to spend the remainder of his mortal life in the Mortal World before heading to the underworld to take up his post.

The Heavenly Court was full of old acquaintances, entangled with complex and conflicting powers. The gods were all those he had personally invested — some satisfied, others not. The human heart was simply too intricate.

The underworld seemed better—a place where he could share tea with Ji Chang in peace.

Nezha nodded. Truthfully, Old Jiang was highly capable. Nezha had wanted him to come to the heavens to lend a hand, as with Ji Chang already in the underworld, things were manageable as long as nothing major occurred.

But one cannot force others against their will. Old Jiang was his friend, not his subordinate.

As for where Old Jiang would retire?

Of course, it was Nantang.

Surely he wouldn’t go back to Qi Mountain to hide in a cave, would he?

Nezha arranged for his driver, the Thunder Bird, to give Old Jiang a ride. Otherwise, traveling with Jiang Ming by himself would be quite a hassle for Old Jiang.

By this time, Yang Jian and his sister had finished their conversation, and Yang Jian stepped forward to bow respectfully to Nezha, saying, "Greetings, Martial Uncle!"

Upon the conclusion of the Divine Enthronement, Yang Jian hadn’t obtained a divine position. By the conventions of the timeline, this essentially meant his "Body to Saint" achievement.

Well, in essence, it meant he had become divine through his physical form.

Yang Jian’s power was indeed extraordinary, but he was poor.

Cultivation isn’t something one can accomplish by practicing in isolation alone. For instance, you need resources, don’t you?

At this stage, Yang Jian was no longer the fledgling youth just stepping into the world. In the original timeline, after the Divine Enthronement concluded, he joined the Heavenly Court, earning the title of "Er-Lang True Monarch of Purity and Mystic Way," stationed at Guanjiangkou, where he followed orders but never obeyed them willingly.

Basically, he was paid a bare-minimum wage. Most of his livelihood relied on commission earnings.

Even his title was just "True Monarch."

This stemmed from his unresolved conflict with Hao Tian.

It sounded prestigious, but in reality, he was so broke that he could barely make ends meet. In the end, he even had to part ways with his wife.

His cultivation was nearly surpassed by Sun Wukong later on. Although part of this was due to Wukong’s innate brilliance, the primary reason was the severe lack of resources for Yang Jian’s cultivation.

In her youth, the Little Dragon Girl was like a modern-day girl. She admired Yang Jian’s handsomeness, his martial prowess, and his impressive demeanor. But after marriage, things were different.

After marriage, it all boiled down to daily necessities. The Dragon Clan, wealthy and ruling the Four Seas, had pampered the Little Dragon Girl from childhood with extravagant luxuries. Now married to Yang Jian, with his meager income, he was not only supporting brothers but also overseeing several hundred grassroots gods. How could she not feel the strain?

Even if Yang Jian was a peerless hero, he still had to rely on resources from her family to make ends meet. Couldn’t she have some dignity too?

Honestly, nobody could blame Ao Cunxin for having a change of heart.

After all, this was life. Everyone had to bow to its realities.

Now Yang Jian had a much better choice: to follow Nezha.

Nezha had shown kindness to his family, and Yang Jian deeply admired Nezha’s cultivation, charisma, and competence. If his little sister put in the effort, they might even become family someday.

There was nothing more to say. As for Hao Tian? Even a dog wouldn’t bother going to him.

Nezha, too, greatly admired Yang Jian. He directly appointed him to the divine position of Lingying Yousheng True Monarch, the lowest-ranking member of the Beiji Four Saints.

During the Sealing God War, Yang Jian’s performance had been outstanding, but ultimately, he hadn’t been listed among the True Spirits. Nezha couldn’t possibly elevate him to the highest ranks directly, particularly when above him there was only Nezha himself as Ziwei Great Emperor and Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy.

Additionally, two of the Beiji Four Saints positions were still vacant.

The Lingying Yousheng True Monarch also bore the alias of True Martial Marshal. By Nezha’s side, he could claim the rank of marshal and True Monarch; when venturing out, others would favorably address him as "Demon-Subduing Great Emperor True Martial."

Furthermore, Nezha entrusted him with the elite forces he had acquired from the Tengshe and Xuan Turtle clans.

As for Marshal Tianpeng, Bian Zhuang, he had once followed Nezha to the East Sea, seizing many benefits during his foray. But when Nezha ascended to his current role, he didn’t give him so much as a scrap of recognition.

Bian Zhuang was simply untrustworthy. However, he still carried some favor due to his association with Doushuai Temple.

These days, Tianpeng muddled through, idling his time away, and Nezha didn’t interfere. But if Tianpeng caused trouble in the future, he shouldn’t expect Nezha to treat him as one of his own and extend a helping hand.

Let him fend for himself!

Thus, Yang Jian had become the most powerful subordinate deity under Nezha’s command.

Don’t think that Yang Jian’s Peak of Mystic Immortal cultivation was weak. At this moment, the gods listed on the Investiture of the Gods had just returned to their positions; their bodies had all been reconstructed, and their cultivation was essentially reset to zero.

The newly forged bodies were indeed highly compatible with the Incense Fire Divine Dao, and cultivation progress would be swift. However, no matter how fast, it still required time.

Currently, if neither Hao Tian nor the Queen Mother intervened, Yang Jian, along with his subordinate generals Turtle and Snake and his troops, could overturn the entire Heavenly Court.

Moreover, over the years, Yang Jian had made some gains. With his arm restored, he only needed some cultivation time in the heavens to advance to Golden Immortal.

Golden Immortals weren’t common even in the grandest circles. By then, among the Chan Sect’s Twelve Immortals, only Guang Chengzi might be able to beat him.

With these matters settled, it was time to return to the palace!

They had come as four, but returned as five. The Thunder Bird was a bird, not a person.

The Thunder Bird was a demon but had once belonged to the Phoenix Clan. The classifications of allegiance were highly complicated, but regardless of the details, he was a staunch loyalist of Nezha’s.

Returning to the Ziwei Constellation within the Three Constellations, Yang Jian made a trip to the West Sea and immediately took his forces to begin sweeping the planets within the surrounding starry skies of the constellation.

During the ancient Witch Demon wars, countless members of the Demon Clan had perished across the Star Sea. The Witch Clan was in charge of the underworld, so the fallen witches had someone to manage them.

But as for the Demon Clan? You think the Witch Clan was going to clean up their mess? Dream on!

Over countless Yuan Hui, the dead souls and lingering resentments of the Demon Clan had transformed into the current-day demons.

These demons needed to be cleared out by Nezha’s forces. Now that Yang Jian had arrived, it was the perfect opportunity to combine warfighting with army training.

Yang Jian, aware that his rapid rise to high rank required achievements to solidify his position, was highly motivated.

Meanwhile, Nezha had many other pressing matters to address: establishing the Ziwei Palace, clearing the Taiwei Constellation and Heavenly Market Constellation, holding his succession ceremony, and finally submitting a memorial to Hao Tian.

Most importantly, he needed to restore the Twelve Yuan Chen to complete the Primordial order.

If you ascended to power, you had to deliver some results, didn’t you?

In the past, Nezha could afford to overlook such matters. But now, as Ziwei Star Lord, he had to fulfill his responsibilities and see this task through to completion.