The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 94 Everything Is a Conspiracy of the Western Sect

Chapter 94: Chapter 94 Everything Is a Conspiracy of the Western Sect

"General, I’ve been wronged! General, on my life, I wouldn’t dare meddle with Heavenly Rules or play matchmaker for the Heavenly Gods!"

"Then do you remember where you went drinking at that time?"

"This... this..."

Which is why people say future matters of marriage should be handed over to the God of Wealth—your attitude of shirking responsibility is outrageous! You need an immediate overhaul to be sent back as a talent to the Primordial Realm!

The matter of Yaoji is unquestionably no trivial affair in the current Heavenly Court. Yue Lao pondered for a long time before uncertainly saying, "I think it was the Longevity Immortal who sought me out for a drink at that time."

"Then, and then..."

Nezha thought that perhaps optimizing Yue Lao could be moved up the priority list, and decided to pitch the idea to his teacher soon.

Though Nezha hadn’t been in the Heavenly Court for long, he had a good friend, Gold Star Taibai, who had been in the Heavenly Court much longer, so Nezha’s grasp of its affairs was fairly thorough.

That Old Longevity Star turned out to be the Good Corpse of Nanji Immortal, a Chan Sect disciple. Nezha didn’t know the specifics of Nanji Immortal’s cultivation of the Great Dao, but he guessed it was related to blessings and longevity. Though Nanji’s combat power wasn’t impressive compared to those in the same tier, he simply lived exceptionally long.

In the beginning, when Hao Tian had just established the Heavenly Court and was severely understaffed, he had personally sought out the Three Pure Ones for assistance. Taiqing Laozi, portrayed as an elder, generously dispatched his Good Corpse, Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, to oversee the Heavenly Court. As for whom the favor was for, it certainly wasn’t for Hao Tian.

Yuqing Laozi was far more casual; he simply sent his direct and highest disciple, Nanji Immortal, along with a Good Corpse to take on a nominal position.

Then there was Shangqing Laozi, who outright dismissed Hao Tian’s request, refusing to send anyone. "Send someone? Send what person?"

Understandably, Hao Tian was furious. He couldn’t find faults with Taiqing Laozi. Regarding Yuan Shi Venerable of the Chan Sect, Hao Tian had his hopes pinned on grabbing the Twelve Golden Immortals, and Tongtian Sect Master was even more critical—Hao Tian was banking on him to supply ten thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals!

But this was it?

Who do they think they’re disrespecting?

Thus, it eventually led Hao Tian to cry his grievances at Zixiao Palace, ultimately resulting in the Three Sects jointly signing the Investiture of the Gods.

In the Heavenly Court, Nanji Immortal’s divine role was overseeing blessings, prosperity, and longevity, unrelated to the mythical Emperor of Nanji Changsheng.

This is akin to Master Taoyi being unconnected to Taiyi Jiu Ku Heavenly Venerate, whose official Heavenly Court position is the Eastern Emperor Qinghua.

The earlier figures like Taoyi and Nanji Immortal might be considered rising stars, but the latter, Taiyi Jiu Ku and Eastern Emperor Qinghua, were primordial gods who had secured positions under the Daoist Ancestor. Nominally aligned with the Heavenly Court, they were entirely outside Hao Tian’s jurisdiction.

Nezha brought the siblings Yang Jian and Yang Chan to the Longevity Star Palace. Regardless of his inner feelings, Yang Jian followed protocol and respectfully bowed while addressing Nanji Immortal as "Master Uncle."

Nanji Immortal, with a bulging forehead and white beard resting on his staff, nodded in acknowledgment, evidently aware of why Nezha’s group had come.

But Nanji Immortal wasn’t someone like Fu Yuan who would spill everything when intimidated with the Red Embroidered Ball. No matter how Nezha probed, Nanji Immortal just smiled and remained silent, exuding an air of, "I won’t admit anything, and there’s nothing you can do about it."

Truthfully, at this point, responses were no longer necessary; everyone present had reached their conclusions internally.

Nezha consulted his teacher about whether the Red Embroidered Ball could be used to validate Nanji Immortal’s involvement. His teacher’s answer indicated that while it could reveal interference, the precise perpetrator remained obscured by someone concealing celestial secrets.

Who else could evade even Nuwa’s calculations?

After discussing briefly with his teacher, Nezha turned to the Yang siblings and declared, "All of this is part of the Western Sect’s conspiracy!"

Yang Chan appeared as if she wanted to say more, but Yang Jian, whose temperament had grown steadier and more reserved after all these events, nodded and echoed, "This is all the Western Sect’s conspiracy!"

Most of the threads in this matter had been unraveled, possibly stemming from the time when Hao Tian requested the Twelve Golden Immortals renowned across the Primordial Realm to join the Heavenly Court. Being rebuffed, Hao Tian was instead given a longevity-obsessed Nanji Immortal, who was merely a Good Corpse.

Hao Tian capitalized on the situation and went to Zixiao Palace, lamenting grievances to provoke the Sealing God Tribulation.

The Chan Sect, perceiving this as an attempt to target their Twelve Golden Immortals, reacted decisively. They secretly tampered with Yunhua Fairy’s marriage fate, using Hao Tian’s nephew as a pawn in the calamity!

This came to the attention of the Western Sect, which gladly added fuel to the fire; the more chaos in the East, the more opportunities for them to exploit.

In the end, Yang Jian’s tragedies were mere collateral damage in a convoluted web of divine power struggles.

Even Hao Tian, arguably the family’s only backing, amounted to little in the eyes of the Saints.

Despite being addressed as "Junior Brother" outside, to the Six Saints, Hao Tian would forever be Zixiao Palace’s errand boy, guarding its gates.

Once the consensus had been reached, Nezha wasted no time reporting the matter to Hao Tian. Hao Tian’s expression darkened visibly, but as the ruler of the Heavenly Court, he quickly began calculating how he could leverage this situation to his benefit.

His gaze swiftly shifted to Jieyin’s disciple, Xu Puti, pondering whether this incident could pull the Western Sect deeper into the calamity.

After a moment’s contemplation, Hao Tian addressed Yang Jian, saying, "The misunderstandings regarding past matters are resolved now. You don’t need to continue aiding Zhou in conquering Shang—a war that affects neither side. Stay in the Heavenly Court instead."

Hao Tian’s dismissive attitude toward familial bonds had been evident in his dealings with Long Ji. Nevertheless, Yang Jian was still his nephew, which presumably made him slightly closer than other Immortals.

Yang Jian hesitated a moment but ultimately rejected the offer. He now found it toughest to face his teacher, Yu Ding. Yang Jian could sense that Yu Ding genuinely viewed him with apprentice-like affection. However, since the root cause of all this was tied to the Chan Sect, he couldn’t bring himself to interact with Yu Ding as he once did.

"When I left the mountain, my teacher instructed me to aid Uncle Jiang in his endeavors. How can I abandon my task midway? I shall remain until my merits are completed, and only then will I return to the Heavenly Court to become a True God."

Yang Jian sought to fulfill his teacher’s final commands, shielding Yu Ding from calamity, repaying the kindness of instruction and guidance, and severing any obligations henceforth.

Hao Tian did not press him further, for he currently had a more useful pawn—Nezha.

Nezha proceeded to report the attack from Mosquito Daoist during their investigation but reframed the target from Yang Jian to their entire party.

This irreversibly altered the situation’s gravity; an assassination attempt against a True God of the Heavenly Court? If disregarded, who would dare serve the Heavenly Court in the future?

Nezha sought to leverage Hao Tian’s authority to resolve the matter. He could affirm with utmost certainty that Mosquito Daoist had indeed harbored intent to kill him.

The Primordial Realm didn’t operate by principles such as "no crime committed equals no culpability" or "judge by actions, not intentions." If you desired to kill me, why shouldn’t I retaliate?

Mosquito Daoist had to die.

Hao Tian, eager to stir the pot, aligned with Nezha. Together, they decided: "Summon Thundering General Fa Lu, appoint Nezha as Heavenly Court emissary, and demand accountability from the Western Sect, including Xu Puti ascending to heaven to face punishment!"

Nezha: "..."

I go to the Western Sect alone, demand accountability, and make Xu Puti—a Saint’s direct disciple—come to the Heavenly Court for punishment? I suspect you, Old Deng, haven’t fully woken up yet.

What’s next? You want me to kill Mosquito Daoist myself?

Nevertheless, Nezha didn’t refuse. He sensed that this matter wasn’t as straightforward as it appeared.

Why had Long Ji’s red string of fate been tied to him in the first place? Was it truly just coincidence?

As Nezha followed the trail, a string of subsequent events unraveled. Why hadn’t anyone noticed these details before?

And moreover, why did the investigation unexpectedly point toward implicating the Western Sect, which should’ve had no connection to the calamity?

If anyone claimed all of these occurrences were mere chance, Nezha wouldn’t believe them.