The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 89 Unlucky Golden Light Saint Mother

Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Unlucky Golden Light Saint Mother

Nezha listened and couldn’t help but feel that this Golden Light Saint Mother was truly unlucky. First, she tried to harness the Earth Vein Kill Mechanism, but accidentally dug up Xingtian’s body, leading to the deaths of several brothers.

Then she sought allies for revenge, but ended up sacrificing more lives in the process, completely ruining her reputation in the sect.

Now she came to seek refuge with Nezha, but while passing through the rear of Zhou’s territory, Yang Jian mistakenly thought she was there to destroy the grain supplies. He beat her half to death and hauled her to the Zhou camp.

If she hadn’t kept shouting that she knew Nezha, she’d probably already be on the list accompanying her nine brothers.

In the original timeline, Golden Light Saint Mother was listed among those sealed to the Thunder Department. Now, after sacrificing her brothers and being beaten half to death by Yang Jian, she meets Nezha looking so bedraggled that even her tribulation energy seems mostly worn out.

At this moment, Jiang Ziya and the others arrived. Seeing Nezha dressed neatly in his official robe, Jiang Ziya asked, "Brother Li, what brings you here this time?"

Nezha struck a pose and replied, "I serve as the Main God of the Thunder Department in the Heavenly Court. This time, I have come on Emperor Hao Tian’s orders to investigate the matter of Fairy Yaoji secretly meeting a mortal."

Jiang Ziya was dumbfounded at the first part of the statement. Weren’t you just struggling to reach Nascent Soul? Now you’re up in the heavens as an Immortal?

Nezha was oblivious to Old Jiang’s thoughts. If he knew, he’d probably laugh and say, "I’ve got a registration number in the underworld too."

He merely assumed Old Jiang didn’t understand what this had to do with him coming here.

So he explained further: "Fairy Yaoji is the Emperor Hao Tian’s sister and Yang Jian’s mother."

Old Jiang: "..."

So, everyone here is closely connected, and somehow, they’ve chosen to hang out with me.

Although Yang Jian is still the Grain Supervision Officer, given his outstanding performance during the fighting, Jiang Ziya sees him as the most reliable member of the group.

Jiang Ziya thought giving him a low-profile title was sufficient discretion, only to find out he’s related to the primary sponsor of the Divine Enthronement project.

After Nezha explained Golden Light Saint Mother’s situation, Jiang Ziya nodded and allowed her to go free. The crestfallen Golden Light Saint Mother timidly followed behind Nezha.

Nezha didn’t object, planning to take her to the Heavenly Court later. After she’d suffered so much, why not make such a sightly subordinate work for him?

In the Zhou camp, Jiang Ziya treated Nezha to a feast while consulting him about cultivation issues.

Nezha glanced at Old Jiang’s cultivation level and frowned deeply. After dying twice, Jiang Ziya, in Nezha’s eyes, seemed beyond hope.

What’s the point of trying to cultivate as an Immortal anymore?

Eat what you want, drink what you want, dig a little pit and cover yourself when it’s time, and that’ll be it.

Old Jiang saw Nezha’s furrowed brows and shaking head and got the hint.

Meanwhile, a message was sent to Yang Jian, who promptly used his Divine Skills to return.

Yang Jian’s personality was steady and tenacious, combining strategy, martial prowess, and extraordinary resilience. If only he’d been born earlier, he’d be a shoo-in as a Great Expert.

Despite limited cultivation time and resources, his Profound Immortal level already put him just one major threshold behind his teacher.

Usually reserved, Yang Jian publicly displayed his anger for the first time in front of everyone.

His refined, handsome face twitched occasionally as he barged in, brandishing the Three-pointed Two-edged Blade, pointing it directly at Nezha: "You’re nothing but a crappy Heavenly God sent by the Heavenly Court. Today, I’m going to collect some interest for my father and elder brother!"

With that, he charged forward, only to be stopped by Jiang Ziya.

Old Jiang absolutely regarded Yang Jian as a junior under his care. He wouldn’t sit by and let Yang Jian act recklessly. He wasn’t entirely sure how strong Yang Jian was, but he was certain Yang Jian wasn’t as powerful as Nezha.

And Old Jiang’s judgment was spot-on. Don’t be fooled by Nezha’s cultivation level, which was just at the Heavenly Immortal stage, not yet Golden Immortal. Unless you whipped out the Heavenly Creation Three Treasures or set up the Slaying Immortal Sword Formation, no Divine Skills or Magical Treasure would stand a chance against Nezha—he’d toy with you to death.

Let alone poor Yang Jian, who was thoroughly countered by Nezha.

Yang Jian clearly wasn’t entirely convinced, but he grudgingly subdued his temper.

This trait alone showcased Yang Jian’s greatness. Had it been Lei Zhenzi, he’d already launched an impulsive attack, disregarding everything—and you’d likely get a few kicks for trying to stop him.

Nezha, seeing Yang Jian calming down, began explaining, "Recently, your cousin, Emperor Hao Tian’s daughter Princess Long Ji, was secretly matched with someone through a red-string pact. I’ve already pinpointed the culprit.

Currently, His Majesty harbors doubts about Fairy Yaoji’s situation, so he has ordered me to investigate it thoroughly."

When Yang Jian heard this, his composure cracked: "What’s the point of investigating? Will it bring my father and brother back to life?"

Of course not; they’d long since been silenced.

Nezha decided to approach this from another angle: "Nephew Yang Jian, don’t you think there’s something suspicious about all of this, huh?

At the time, His Majesty ordered your family’s capture, but he never gave the order for execution.

Your mother was His Majesty’s sister, and your brother was His Majesty’s direct nephew. Who in their right mind would dare kill the Emperor’s nephew?

Besides, as the Heavenly Court governs the Three Realms, how could mortals be allowed to threaten your mother?"

Meanwhile, Emperor Hao Tian, sneakily watching the events through the Hao Tian Mirror, gave the last point a silent thumbs-up: This was one accusation he absolutely didn’t deserve.

Yang Jian, consumed by hatred all this time, had never really considered the finer details. Now reflecting on them, he found it undeniably puzzling but still stubbornly said, "That old Hao Tian never viewed us as his family at all."

Nezha rolled his eyes: "Not admitting it doesn’t mean it isn’t true."

Yang Jian fell quiet as he began scouring his memories for any suspicious moments.

After pondering a while, he replied, "Alright, I’ll go investigate with you. But I have one condition."

Nezha’s expression didn’t change as he indicated for Yang Jian to state his demand, giving him some dignity for being a fellow "National Male God" of their generation.

"I want to challenge you to a duel!"

"Ever since I descended the mountain, Uncle Jiang has frequently praised your prowess. You’re younger than me, but are your Divine Skills truly stronger than mine?"

For all his low profile, Yang Jian didn’t actually respect many people. If he really fought to the death, his fellow disciples wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

Nezha felt somewhat intrigued. After all, this was True Erlang Shen.

Seeing that Nezha remained silent, Yang Jian worried he might decline, and pointed to the Golden Light Saint Mother: "This person is my captive. You can only take her if you defeat me!"

Nezha, already planning to accept, found this perfectly reasonable. It meant he wouldn’t need to owe anyone for taking her—she’d be a prize he won.

"Agreed."

The two walked outside the camp, immediately drawing the attention of nearby soldiers.

Soon, cheers erupted in support of Nezha.

"Go, Immortal Master!"

"Victory to the Great Sage Master!"

Yang Jian was actually quite well-liked in the Zhou camp, but it still couldn’t compare to Nezha’s popularity.

Golden Light wanted to say something out of concern, but Nezha gave her a reassuring look and stepped into the training grounds. Facing each other, the two stood ready.

No need to sugarcoat it—one was refined and dashing, the other exuded majestic divine presence. Their appearances alone were already impressive and eye-catching.

Yang Jian, as the junior, performed a respectful bow.

"Please teach me, Uncle Master!"

Then, with fists raised, he charged forward.

Nezha didn’t draw his weapon either, meeting him fist-to-fist.

Yang Jian’s martial arts were formidable, but Nezha’s were even more so.

And it’s only when strength and speed are evenly matched that martial arts and adaptability come into play. Unfortunately for Yang Jian, Nezha surpassed him comprehensively in every aspect.

Initially, Nezha exchanged two punches with Yang Jian, gauging his strength, which turned out to be about on par with Yuan Hong—perhaps slightly stronger, but not significantly.

Then he exploited his overwhelming speed and power advantage, using relentless attacks to bully Yang Jian, whose body quickly became covered in bruises.

Realizing he couldn’t win with bare hands, Yang Jian decisively summoned his weapon, the Three-pointed Two-edged Blade.

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