The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 51 King Ji’s Growth

Chapter 51: Chapter 51 King Ji’s Growth

There’s someone replacing him for underworld duties, and other arrangements have mostly been settled. As for reclaiming authority, it just awaits the right opportunity.

Nezha used the underworld’s exclusive passage to go to Three Mountains Pass, mainly because the activities of these families were too significant. Originally, according to Nezha’s plan, everyone would just go to Xiqi to make a mark, and with the help of his relationship with Old Jiang, achieve Immortal Ascension, and that would complete matters.

But after coming back from a mission, you’ve brought out the whole Li Tang?

Moreover, Nezha now has rather complex feelings for the Li Family, which could be likened to the relationship between a nucleus and outer electrons.

Too close, they repel each other; too far, unseen forces pull them together.

In name, Nezha has severed familial ties with the Li Family, but he occasionally still supports them. The Li Family believes that the title is gone but the bond remains: even if you don’t recognize me, I recognize you.

They thus remain in this seemingly distant yet close relationship, which Nezha feels is quite alright.

His own cause and effect won’t implicate the Li Family, and Nezha can act heroic when it comes to the Li Family’s cause and effect. This works well.

At night, Nezha enters King Ji’s bedchamber, and instantly several red silks envelop him. Nezha doesn’t struggle, letting himself be wrapped into a dumpling by the red cloth.

This girl is quite alert.

Daji, dressed in luxurious robes, held a red embroidered ball in her hand and looked at Nezha, asking, "Are you Nezha?"

Nezha rolled his eyes.

"How can you prove it?"

"You have a mole under your right chest."

King Ji blushed, waved to retract the red silk, and Nezha, with his hands still bound, made a "question mark" gesture.

King Ji is not like she was before; having been king for so long, she’s no longer the Daji who couldn’t let go.

While laughing, she said, "Didn’t you used to say I didn’t roast enough?"

While pulling Nezha to her soft couch: "Nezha, you smell nice."

"Nezha, this tear mole is so pretty."

The two spent a long time in whispers and intimacy.

Slap!

Daji covered her slightly reddened behind and looked at Nezha, her beautiful big eyes full of confusion.

Nezha rubbed Daji’s smooth cheek: "Before you become an Immortal, abstain from losing your purity, and afterward, diligently practice Body Refinement."

"Oh."

Feeling aggrieved, Daji snuggled against Nezha, her hand continuously stroking Nezha’s smooth, defined eight-pack abs with affection.

Nezha felt a bit speechless; the reason there was no further progress was mainly twofold.

The first reason is it would affect Daji’s cultivation.

The second reason is that now Daji seems like a porcelain doll to him, and if he accidentally loses control of his strength, it could...

The next morning, news of Nezha’s return spread among the families, and the first to arrive was Su Hu. Seeing Nezha coming out of Daji’s bedchamber, his face turned dark. Despite having accepted the result long ago, he still couldn’t help but be angry.

The families gathered for a meeting, and Nezha roughly understood the whole story. He could only say he really didn’t expect the normally honest and straightforward middle-aged Li Jing to have such ambition.

The time flow of the Pangu Realm is much faster than the Primordial, and Nezha, having cultivated diligently for years, wanted to relax a bit and didn’t rush to leave. Since he had time to kill, Nezha planned to write a third book.

The name would be "Zhua’s Words," which means the things Nezha says.

Unlike the "Taiping Heavenly Book" which focuses on thoughts, "Zhua’s Words" would contain small governing stories and Nezha’s conclusions.

For example, there once was a General named Zhao Yin, who liked to wear an extra layer when it got cold and enjoyed having drinks with ministers. The minister, drunk and happy, gave military power to Zhao Yin.

Zhua said: Killing is inferior, attacking the heart is superior.

Or there was an ancient King Jiajing who loved Cultivation, resulting in court corruption and ultimately, the nation’s demise.

Zhua said: Balancing Cultivation and state governance.

Such disorganized governing principles, philosophical thoughts, even some poisonous success stories and Zen anecdotes from the future, all got stuffed into this book.

As for Nezha writing books here, where were his ox, dog, and monkey?

They were over in the Shang Camp drinking!

Talk about that Yuan Futong, who initially gave Yuan Hong whole gear, didn’t give it to the wrong person. This monkey was rebellious by nature, and brought an equally unwilling Jin Dasheng and Dai Li, making their way into the Shang Camp.

Who is Yin Shou?

I don’t know him!

I just want to fight Nezha now!

Worn and tattered, Yuan Hong burst into the Shang Camp with his two little underlings during Hong Jin’s performance, startling everyone. Neither side were good people, and they first had a brawl when they met; Hong Jin got knocked out with three hits from Yuan Hong, slightly better than Yin Shou.

Yu Hua, having witnessed the Eight-Nine Profound Skills, began to mediate the situation, saying some nice words leading both sides to cooperate.

The next day, the five left the city to challenge the enemy again; Yuan Hong got another set of Three-pronged Purple Gold Crown, West River Red Brocade Flower Robe, Beast-faced Swallowing Head Armor, Leijia Linglong Lion Barbarian Belt, if only because he thought it looked handsome.

Yuan Hong shouted with the vigor of his Chaoge uproar: "Yuan Hong of Mei Mountain is here, Li Nezha, come out and get killed!"

The sound reached King Ji’s bedchamber, where Nezha wasn’t in a hurry, but the hanging King Ji was already furious, slamming a copper lamp on the table onto the ground in anger: "That senseless stupid monkey."

All the maids outside the hall immediately fell silent from fear.

Nezha gently tapped, restoring the copper lamp to its original state: "I’ll go out to meet him."

Nezha stayed here purely not for Daji’s beauty, but to wait for this monkey.

The dead monkey really thought wearing Lu Bu set armor turned him into Yuan Bu? Besides, I haven’t recognized you as a foster child, making your hostile actions towards a father ineffective towards me!

Also, you abducted my old yellow ox and big yellow dog, simply unforgivable.

With Daji’s "Nezha, be careful" call of concern, Nezha transformed into a streak of light and appeared outside the city.

Yuan Hong’s cultivation was much higher than Nezha’s, but unfortunately, this guy’s main cultivation was the Eight-Nine Profound Skills. Nezha’s current Eight-Nine Profound Skills could easily crush Yuan Hong, not even needing to use any trump cards.

They didn’t waste words and clashed directly, exchanging blows intently. The clash of spear and copper rod sent shockwaves that split mountains and stones.

Facing Nezha, whose martial skills were perfected, and whose physical attributes overwhelmingly crushed everything, Yuan Hong found it increasingly difficult to hold his ground. Moreover, his physical body couldn’t withstand the Bright Silver Spear.

Even Yu Hua at the back was stunned; who is this guy that can fight with such bravery?

Teacher said practitioners of the Eight-Nine Profound Skills in the Mystic Sect are rare, so how come I meet two at once, and this handsome guy seems even more ferocious than my teacher?

Nezha, using full strength in a spear move, forced back Yuan Hong, instantly launching three Five-Colored Stones. Yuan Hong was forced back by the tremendous force, unable to gather new strength, with no power to resist, clang clang clang!

He got a panda face, and then couldn’t help but cover his painful eye sockets with both hands.

Seizing the opportunity, Nezha raised his spear high, ready to perform a Power Splitting Huashan. Thin strands of Power Dao entwined, making the seemingly light blow full of unparalleled terrifying power targeting Yuan Hong.

Suddenly, a Daoist wearing peculiar Daoist robes lightly blocked Nezha’s spear with one hand, smiling as he said, "Nephew, hold on. This child has a connection with my West."