The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 55 The Unique Aesthetic of the Chan Sect

Chapter 55: Chapter 55 The Unique Aesthetic of the Chan Sect

That night, the Zhou camp swept away previous despair with a grand feast. During the event, Ji Fa frequently toasted Wei Hu, trying to win him over, but Wei Hu seemed oblivious. He drank whenever offered, and that was the end of it, leaving Ji Fa a bit helpless but unable to find fault.

Wei Hu, one of the only seven in the original novel to achieve Body to Saint, is not someone easily swayed. His goal in descending the mountain this time is clear: to assist his uncle-master Ziya in the Rise of Zhou and Fall of Shang, while also enhancing his own prowess.

Focus on ’assist his uncle-master Ziya’; the cause and effect all rest with uncle-master Ziya!

Jiang Ziya did not indulge in the victory at hand but instead asked Wei Hu, "Nephew, can we slay the other Three Saints tomorrow?"

Wei Hu inwardly scoffed, "Slay the Three Saints? Me? Are you dreaming?"

Yet he knew exactly who Jiang Ziya was referring to.

Wei Hu solemnly replied, "Uncle-master, there is no need to worry!"

"I can’t beat them."

Hearing the first sentence, Jiang Ziya’s relieved heart was jolted back to tension by the latter part.

Jiang Ziya: "???

Wei Hu calmly took a sip of water, "I heard from my master that the grandmaster has ordered that all third-generation disciples will descend the mountain to assist uncle-master Ziya."

Seeing Wei Hu’s confidence, Jiang Ziya finally felt at ease. If Wei Hu was this strong, the others couldn’t be much weaker.

Sure enough, two people arrived the next day: one was the red-bellied, green-pants disciple of Taiyi, Lei Zhenzi; the other had eyes of red crystal chips and ears and nose made of special metal—none other than the Primordial Ultraman Yang Ren.

Jiang Ziya mused silently at the disparity among the younger generation of cultivators:

Look at Nezha, handsome and ethereal, and then look at these odd figures. If they can’t match Nezha, at least they could learn from Wei Hu, right?

Keep his thoughts aside, he displayed a kindly smile, "Many thanks to you two nephews for coming to assist."

Evidently briefed by their masters, the two spoke in unison, "We follow our master’s orders to assist uncle-master Ziya in the Rise of Zhou and Fall of Shang."

Emphasize again ’assist uncle-master Ziya’.

Jiang Ziya clearly heard this, yet he did not understand its significance.

Isn’t this a task assigned by the master? How did it become about helping me?

But that doesn’t matter, helping me is helping me, just don’t die; otherwise, my cultivation might drop to Golden Core.

This time Old Jiang took the initiative to set a formation challenge. The remaining three were furious and wanted revenge for their eldest brother. Jiang Ziya finally had usable cards, no longer just the white card Wu Ji and green card Long Xuhu; now he held three nephews between the blue and purple cards, strengthening his confidence.

Facing Lu Xiong, he cheerfully proposed, "General Lu, let’s each send out three people for a duel to determine the winner. If you lose, you’ll cease fire for six months; if we lose, we will open the city gates to welcome the Shang Army."

Lu Xiong did not agree immediately, knowing Jiang Ziya was stalling for time, but he didn’t care. As for the lives of the Three Saints of Nine Dragon Island, he thought amusedly!

The sooner they die, the sooner they achieve Longevity.

He first feigned asking the Three Immortal Masters, "Do you intend to fight?"

Without thinking, the three agreed. If they didn’t dare fight after their big brother died, how could they possibly face the world later?

The second brother, Yang Sen, rode his Lion Beast imposingly to the center of the two armies, while Jiang Ziya glanced at his trio, calling forth baseball expert Wei Hu once more.

Yang Sen, with his treasures and mount, clearly looked down upon the treasure-less, mount-less Wei Hu wielding a golden rod. Why does a golden rod make you wealthy?

With disdain, he said, "Where did this Wild Daoist come from, daring to fight me?"

Wei Hu, expressionless with contemptuous eyes, retorted, "I am Wei Hu, a disciple under the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect’s Dao Heng Tianzun, here to seek guidance."

After speaking, he courteously saluted, rather polite indeed.

Yang Sen, oblivious to how Wang Mo died, cussed, "Enough talk", and threw out the identical magical treasure Heavenly Creation Treasure Pearl.

Wei Hu squinted his eyes, swung the Demon-Subduing Pestle like a home run, and, prepared this time, shattered the Heavenly Creation Pearl in a single strike. Yang Sen spat blood, pointed at Wei Hu, "You, you, you..."

Unfazed, Wei Hu charged forward with his Vajra Pestle, while the injured Yang Sen turned to flee, but Wei Hu struck, turning both hind legs of the Lion Beast into catastrophic fractures.

Gao Youqian and Li Xingba sensed something amiss and hurried forward, only to be blocked by Lei Zhenzi and Yang Ren, who watched their second brother be beaten to death by Wei Hu’s pestle.

The third brother, Gao Youqian, was seething with rage, charged forward, and challenged Wei Hu: "Dare you fight me!"

Wei Hu retreated into the army, ignoring him. Everyone had their share, and he wasn’t going to hoard, courting resentment.

This time, Lei Zhenzi took the initiative.

Taiyi, having once experienced Nezha’s ordeals, indulged this beloved disciple even more, providing epic treasures such as the Qiankun Ring, Huntian Silk, Fire-tipped Spear, and Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield. In card game terms, it’s maxed-out resources and spending to cultivate this one character.

Thus, apart from Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi was currently the strongest third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect.

Enraged, Gao Youqian wasted no words and directly threw the Chaos Origin Treasure Pearl. Lei Zhenzi quickly countered with a Golden Brick. The two collided; the golden brick shattered, sending the Chaos Origin Treasure Pearl flying back to Gao Youqian’s hand.

Pouring all his energy into the Chaos Origin Pearl, Lei Zhenzi defended with the Qiankun Ring in one hand and the Fire-tipped Spear in the other, clashing thunderously. His treasures were of far superior quality, and with continued impacts, the Chaos Origin Pearl showed signs of breaking.

Gao Youqian promptly retrieved his treasure, regained his composure, and sought to concede.

Unfortunately, Lei Zhenzi gave no quarter. Spoiled by Taiyi since childhood and seething from being a target previously, he seized the moment to envelop Gao Youqian in a cover with nine fire dragons swirling around it, injecting his mana afterward.

The nine fire dragons circled and spewed flames, and amidst the blazing inferno and shrieks, Gao Youqian was reduced to ashes, his True Spirit reaching the list.

As the last surviving member of the Four Saints of Nine Dragon Island, Li Xingba had his eyes brimming with fury. Riding his fierce beast, he charged forward, his face crimson like jujubes, with a long beard that appeared even more menacing.

Alas, he was merely Li Xingba, not Gan Xingba, and the Zhou Army before him was not some Cao Army ready to be ambushed.

The Ultraman-like Yang Ren came forth last, shooting out two red beams from his eyes, striking Li Xingba in the chest, sending him tumbling from his mount.

Getting back up, Li Xingba bore two severe burn marks on his chest, dangerously close to his internal organs.

Li Xingba scrambled to his feet, instantly recognizing his plight, clutching his wound, abandoning his mount as he fled back. Just as Yang Ren was about to pursue, Lu Xiong shouted from behind, "Three battles lost, we will cease fire for half a year."

Lu Xiong had little fondness for Li Xingba. With all the assistants sent by the Grandmaster dead, there was no explaining it to the Grandmaster. Why not save Li Xingba to let him personally report to Master Wen?

In this way, the blame for the failed campaign entirely fell on these four fellows, while he, diligently waging war, had edged out Jiang Ziya, and today’s situation was entirely due to the Four Saints of Nine Dragon Island.

It can only be said that people grow wise with age. Surviving on the battlefield until now requires much more than just fighting skills.

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