The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 59: Battle with Lv Yue

Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Battle with Lv Yue

Nezha glanced at the nearby Long Xuhu. This guy had at least cultivated for a thousand years. It’s claimed in the original story that he’s immortal—whether that’s true or not, no one knows—but he definitely has a thick health bar.

After flushing him with the detoxified lake water, Nezha gave him some cow gallstone dissolved in water, and the big fool seemed almost recovered.

The crowd looked at the stiffened Lei Zhenzi, unsure of what to do next.

Nezha remained expressionless. This has absolutely nothing to do with me.

Ji Fa was utterly baffled. Lei Zhenzi had bragged endlessly about his immense cultivation and countless treasures and how he was personally appointed by the Saintly Master Ancestor as the Vanguard Commander to overthrow Shang. So how did he end up dead out of nowhere?

In the end, Jiang Ziya stepped forward and proposed handling Lei Zhenzi’s funeral arrangements. After all, this nephew-disciple had come to help him; they couldn’t let his soul find no rest even after death.

Ji Fa immediately announced a grand burial as a gesture to win over the people’s support—glorious and dignified!

But was Lei Zhenzi really dead?

Of course not. His soul had floated directly to Qianyuan Mountain’s Golden Light Cave. This is what having connections gets you.

Otherwise, his soul would’ve already gone to the Sealing God Platform like everyone else’s.

Taiyi, seeing Lei Zhenzi’s drifting soul arrive, was taken aback. He knew Lei Zhenzi would die, but so soon?

In the original story, at least Nezha had Li Jing to restrain him. But in this version, Lei Zhenzi had no parents, no constraints, and was utterly lawless—it was bound to happen sooner or later.

With a mix of guilt, heartache, and other complicated emotions, Taiyi began molding a new body for Lei Zhenzi using a lotus flower. To say he felt no affection for this protégé he had raised since childhood would be a lie, but alas, to fend off calamities, he had no choice but to indulge Lei Zhenzi.

In the end, one cannot truly transcend; sometimes, one is completely powerless over one’s own circumstances!

And so began a forty-nine-day ritual to refine and forge Lei Zhenzi’s lotus avatar.

Meanwhile, Nezha hastily contacted the underworld and set up a temporary branch office in West Zhou. The calamity here had effectively resolved the aging population issue in Xiqi.

The consequence was countless vengeful spirits and fierce ghosts wandering around, shrouding the skies of Xiqi in a perpetual gloom.

Down below, Ji Chang was heartbroken and quickly cooperated with the effort.

Though Nezha had never studied Buddhist Laws for performing spiritual release rituals, the Mystic Sect’s Sutra of Crossing People had similar effects. Though not as persuasive as the Buddhist Sect, it was still effective. Combined with Nezha’s Ninth-Grade White Lotus, the efficiency was acceptable.

As for helping West Zhou fight the war? Keep dreaming!

Lv Yue was absolutely no pushover, and Nezha wasn’t about to be talked into blindly charging in just because Ji Fa said so.

What followed was another round of confrontation, where the basic routine was Xiqi’s generals being poisoned and begging Nezha to save them.

Once saved, they’d head back into battle—and this cycle dragged on for about half a month.

Lv Yue, who had been sitting back, eating, drinking, and enjoying himself without lifting a finger, began to lose patience. "Are you toying with me or what?"

He finally acted personally, taking down two of Xiqi’s military generals with his Finger Plague Twin Swords. Yet, two days later, they were alive and kicking once more.

Lv Yue, confident in his poison abilities—rightfully so—was losing it. Cultivation is an intensely personal journey. He didn’t like the Plague Poison Dao, nor did he cultivate it lightly. Teachers, disciples, fathers, sons, and friends might not accompany you for life, but the Great Dao you pursue will.

Now his mindset blew up. To him, watching his poison be neutralized so effortlessly was unbearable.

That very day, in front of the two armies, he activated his Golden Immortal mana to shake a dark green banner. Waves of dark green mana surged toward Xiqi like rushing tides.

Jiang Ziya and the others immediately turned pale and invoked the Central Wujixing Yellow Light for protection. Everyone else who made any contact promptly collapsed.

This Poison Banner had been refined over years and was steeped in grievance and toxicity from countless Human Clan fatalities. How could it be so easily countered?

From afar, Nezha—having nearly finished dealing with the vengeful spirits—was equally shocked. He truly hadn’t expected Lv Yue to resort to such a mad move. Were immortals caught in this giant calamity entirely bereft of reason, unconcerned with these enormous karmic repercussions?

Nezha swiftly repeated his previous tactic, sending five water dragons surging toward the dark green toxin waves.

Baring his fangs, Lv Yue screeched, "Who dares neutralize my poison? Show yourself at once!"

With that, he channeled even more force into shaking the Fixed Form Plague Banner.

Despite Nezha being in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, his mana still fell significantly short compared to the countless years of cultivation Lv Yue possessed as a Golden Immortal. Though Nezha’s treasures could suppress poison, the toxin waves continued to spread outward, with Xiqi nearly rendered an entirely dark green zone.

Nezha began to feel anxious, standing on his lotus platform to avoid being poisoned himself, considering whether to kill Lv Yue outright.

When you can’t solve the problem, eliminate the one causing it!

Just as Nezha was about to act, an auspicious cloud appeared in the sky. A female immortal dressed in a white Daoist robe, adorned with a silk band, with luminous eyes and pearly teeth, holding a White Jade Bottle with a Willow Branch inside, descended.

With a compassionate expression, she waved the Willow Branch, scattering water droplets that transformed into a rainstorm, purifying the dark green toxic gases.

Nezha blinked and thought to himself, "Looks like I’m meeting the real Guanyin this time."

Ci Hang, observing the now re-contaminated Xiqi City, grimaced.

Turning toward Nezha, she said, "Brother Li, I am Ci Hang of Yuxu Palace. Could I borrow your detoxification treasures?"

Nezha didn’t refuse. After acknowledging her with a "Greetings, Sister Ci Hang," he handed over the Dog Treasure and Cow Gallstone.

Ci Hang tossed both treasures into the Suet Jade Flask, gently shook it, then poured it out. The Divine Water within, already imbued with purification properties, now gained detoxification effects, completely dispelling Lv Yue’s poison and even drenching Lv Yue himself.

Thanks to their prior immunity from frequently drinking detox water and this timely intervention, mortals narrowly escaped death once again.

Lv Yue, looking at the two refined figures in the sky, showed no fear. "You two sneaky cowards, dare to come down and face your Grandpa Lv in battle?"

Nezha frowned at Lv Yue’s arrogance. He had to admit the Plague Poison Dao’s lethality against mortals was overwhelming. It had to be curbed.

A certain thought, previously hesitated upon, surged within him—whether it would work or not, it had to be tested.

Nezha clasped his hands together and bowed toward the heavens, loudly declaring, "Disciple Li Nezha, feeling that the Plague Poison Dao is excessively cruel, causing unnecessary harm and violating heavenly principles, now wishes to establish an altar and shrine to absorb and regulate the Plague Poison, ensuring that no more innocents will suffer from its torment!"

Existence implies justification; the Plague Poison Dao must have its reason for being permitted by the Daoist Ancestor in the Primordial Era. Erasing it entirely was impossible, so Nezha’s proposal was to impose restrictions—attacking its very lifeline!

Nezha’s not-so-tall yet towering figure left a deep impression on everyone present.

Except Lv Yue, for whom restricting his Dao was akin to the murder of a parent!

If the Heavenly Dao acknowledged Nezha’s words and imposed restrictions on the Plague Poison Dao, would he not lose all hope of fulfilling his Great Dao?

Lv Yue, looking at the golden light surging in the heavens, quickly retorted, "You fragile mortals die from the cycles of the seasons, the alternation of hot and cold, from sickness and disease—this is natural order. What has it to do with my Great Dao?"

The golden light in the heavens flickered uncertainly, clearly weighing the argument.

Nezha saw this and immediately pulled out the Six Dao Reincarnation Order, opening a Ghost Gate that formed a Ghost Realm. The first figure to step out was the underworld’s current de facto leader, Ji Chang.

Ji Chang, now a Ghost God dressed in black Yama Robes, appeared young and imposing. His deep affection for Xiqi needed no explanation. Upon seeing Lv Yue, he seemed like he wanted to devour him alive.

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