The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 82 Lucky Junior Brother

Chapter 82: Chapter 82 Lucky Junior Brother

In the Primordial World, there is an iron law: no matter how powerful you are, you must abide by the rules set by Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun.

And in order to protect the Primordial World, the Daoist Ancestor imposed many restrictions on its myriad beings. This is why even Golden Immortals and Daluo cultivators, who are unparalleled outside, appear so inept within the Primordial World.

These restrictions apply more heavily the higher your cultivation, except for the Six Saints who hold permissions over the Primordial World.

If not for these rules, a few Golden Immortals could casually duel, and the Primordial World would shatter today, then sprout another hole tomorrow—where would the Daoist Ancestor find enough Merit to "pay" Nuwa, their specialist workforce?

If you don’t pay them, who would do the work?

Immortals are heavily restricted, but magical treasures are less so. The Daoist Ancestor intended for treasures to be tools to protect the Dao, which is why battles in the Primordial World often boil down to contests of treasures.

The Yin Yang Mirror is a fairly high-grade magical treasure, but compared to the Central Wujixing Yellow Banner formed from a Chaos Green Lotus Leaf, the gap is enormous.

Yin Hong’s meager mana could not compare to Guang Chengzi’s. With the Yellow Banner floating above his head, Guang Chengzi made a single sweep with his palm, instantly knocking Yin Hong to the ground. The immense mana struck Yin Hong to the point of near death.

Seeing his younger brother injured, Yin Jiao hesitated no longer and hurled out the Sky Flipping Seal. However, when the seal struck the yellowish radiance, it couldn’t cause even the slightest ripple.

With just a flick of his wrist, Guang Chengzi retrieved the Sky Flipping Seal. Quick to react, Yin Jiao immediately knelt down and began pleading, "Teacher, I was wrong! I was truly beguiled by Shen Gongbao’s flowery lies—that’s why I acted this way.

Teacher, I beg you to grant my brother and me another chance!"

The heavily injured Yin Hong barely managed to kneel down and echoed weakly, "Master Uncle, Teacher, please forgive us brothers!"

Chi Jingzi, who acted like a Crown Prince’s Companion, sat silently like a shadow to Guang Chengzi’s ’Crown Prince,’ awaiting his decision.

As Yuanshi Tianzun’s most beloved disciple, Guang Chengzi revered his teacher like both a master and a father. Yuanshi Tianzun valued discipline, so Guang Chengzi did as well.

In his view, such traitors to the sect deserved immediate execution. However, considering Jiang Ziya’s earlier pleas, he restrained himself somewhat.

It wasn’t because he had much regard for Jiang Ziya, but because Jiang Ziya had been recognized as part of the Chan Sect family by their teacher. For the sake of family, Guang Chengzi exercised a bit of leniency.

Pure Yuqing mana gathered in his palm, and with a light touch, he struck Yin Hong and Yin Jiao in their chests. Their mana was instantly crippled: "You two have betrayed your teachers and ancestors. From this day onward, your Yuqing mana is abolished, and you are forbidden from calling yourselves disciples of the Chan Sect!"

Yin Hong and Yin Jiao hastily kowtowed, trying to conceal the malice in their eyes. But in front of two powerful figures, could they truly hide it?

Chi Jingzi glanced at his senior, and Guang Chengzi shook his head. Having spoken his judgment, there was no turning back, for he wouldn’t slap himself in the face by reneging.

Besides, even if these two trained for another thousand or eight hundred years, what could they achieve?

He recovered their magical treasures, returned Chi Jingzi’s treasure to him, and revived Huang Long and the others.

Yun Zhongzi, meanwhile, retrieved the Armor Summoner from Yang Ren.

Yang Ren smugly remarked, "Hmph, you two little thieves—without the bloodline of the Five Elements Village, you’ll never be able to use the Armor Summoner!"

Yin Hong and Yin Jiao believed him: So, the reason we couldn’t use the summoner was because we don’t have the Five Elements Village bloodline?

But how, then, could their father summon the armor?

Could it be?

Hearing this, Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi couldn’t help but scrutinize Yang Ren further. Previously, they had wondered why this disciple turned out so strangely.

Now, it seemed he might possess some rare bloodline—such things were not unusual in the Primordial World.

"Junior Brother, what good fortune, to take in such a fine disciple."

"Indeed, indeed!"

Various Chan Sect disciples in the background, who knew the inside story, stifled their laughter.

Yin Hong and Yin Jiao remained clueless, but it didn’t matter—they were preparing to leave anyway.

Huang Long, however, decided to stay and heal.

Yun Zhongzi didn’t leave immediately either, as he planned to repair the Armor Summoner before departing.

Not long after, Taiyi and Lei Zhenzi arrived.

Lei Zhenzi had gone to his teacher, asking for a set of Immortal Armor as well.

Though Taiyi was not as skilled at artifact refining as Yun Zhongzi, he was no novice either and agreed to make one immediately.

However, upon hearing Lei Zhenzi’s request, Taiyi became a bit perplexed. Summoners? Belts? Fusion? These concepts were far too avant-garde for an Immortal who had lived for countless millennia.

With no better option, he decided to invite Yun Zhongzi to help, which is how the two ended up chasing him all the way to this place.

Yun Zhongzi, happy to have someone provide materials for his practice, didn’t refuse. The group decided to remain in West Zhou for the time being.

Yin Hong and Yin Jiao, having had their cultivation crippled and their memories of Yuqing Immortal Techniques erased, were left with no choice but to adopt Nezha’s methods instead.

With the support of their grandfather, Eastern Marquis Jiang Huanchu, the two did not despair. They comforted themselves with one thought: As long as we outlive Yin Shou, Great Shang will still belong to us!

Shen Gongbao, having fled early, was not merely idling. The man had gone to seek reinforcements.

Against Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi, even Shen Gongbao knew that the "mediocre" disciples he could summon wouldn’t make a difference.

Though Shen Gongbao had many friends, his cultivation level betrayed their mediocrity. After much consideration, he decided to seek Zhao Gongming.

Shen Gongbao had never met Zhao Gongming but had heard of his famed reputation. He planned to exploit the narrative of Chan Sect disciples bullying Jie Sect disciples to entice Zhao Gongming into helping.

Zhao Gongming’s reputation as a "sister addict" was legendary in Jie Sect. People often joked that you could insult Zhao Gongming to his face, and he might laugh it off after punching you twice, but should you speak ill of his sisters—there would be no end until one of you was dead.

Zhao Gongming saw this as a form of recognition and nodded in agreement wholeheartedly.

At present, Shen Gongbao was in the East Sea, hoping for some luck as he headed to Three Immortals Island instead of Emei Mountain’s Luo Fu Cave.

One could say Shen Gongbao had a strange stroke of luck, as he never failed when searching for Jie Sect disciples.

At this time, Nezha was still receiving "cloud education" from Yunxiao.

When Yunxiao noticed Nezha’s puzzled gaze, she withdrew the densely layered array patterns she had been crafting with her spiritual power and explained, "A guest has arrived."

Nezha’s curiosity was piqued. Who could it be?

The two had grown quite familiar recently, so Nezha decided to tag along and see.

Upon seeing Shen Gongbao, Yunxiao’s expression subtly froze, while Nezha’s hairs immediately stood on end.

The moment Shen Gongbao spotted Nezha, his hairs also stood on end.

Clenching his palm, Nezha summoned a Five-Colored Stone into his hand.

Seeing the five-colored radiance in Nezha’s palm, Shen Gongbao promptly bowed and exclaimed, "I did not know the Great Sage Master was here—please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Shen Gongbao didn’t even know what crime he had committed but remembered how Nezha’s reflexive strike last time had nearly sent him to meet Grandma Nuwa. Now that he’d stumbled into trouble again, survival was his primary concern.

Nezha, on the other hand, sensed an ominous feeling, as though killing Shen Gongbao now would trigger a series of troublesome events.

Weighing his options, Nezha chose not to act.