The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha-Chapter 379 - 378: I Just Made a Slight Move

Crack!

The mountain peak, unable to withstand the terrifying force, began to collapse from the middle. What shattered was not just the peak, but also the Two Forms Realm, which had been silent for countless eons.

The entire world started to tremble and crumble continuously. A world that had been desolate finally met its destruction.

After repeatedly confirming that the Destiny Gate had been completely destroyed, Nezha opened the space portal without hesitation and returned to the Primordial Realm. For Nezha, who possessed the Chaos Bell, the unstable space portal was as easy to navigate as walking on solid ground.

Passing through the space portal and returning to the Primordial Realm, Nezha hadn’t even fully reacted when an immense torrent of Merit poured down upon him. Though Old Deng hadn’t privately given him any secret rewards, the rewards he received on the surface were indeed generous.

From a distance, onlookers watched the torrent of Merit pour down for a full fifteen minutes before it finally stopped. In their hearts, they all had just one thought: envy.

After all, incense offerings were merely substitutes for Merit. If one had the ability to acquire Merit, who would bother using incense, which came with tremendous side effects, to cultivate? But the reality was that even incense was something they barely managed to obtain.

At Nuwa Palace, Goddess Nuwa, who had been lying idle, stirred. After Nezha severed the Destiny Gate, she inexplicably felt a sense of release. The cultivation realm that had been stagnant for countless years suddenly surged forward.

This was reflected in the Primordial Realm as ten thousand acres of golden lotuses blossomed around Lishan. Terrifying Spiritual Energy radiated outward, and countless creatures nearby instinctively began reverently worshipping in a particular direction. The gazes of the other Four Saints were inevitably drawn toward Nuwa.

They had only one thought in their minds: Wait, Junior Sister (or Senior Sister), weren’t you slacking off? Turns out you were secretly striving, eh?

Nuwa didn’t even bother to pretend. She almost put her hands on her hips in pride.

Who said I wasn’t working hard and was just watching live streams all day?

All I did was make a slight effort, and I’ve already left the other Five Saints in shock!

Nezha had no idea that the deed he had done brought such enormous benefits to his teacher. As for his own benefits, he had certainly enjoyed them—this Merit was just too much!

However, there was still a cost to the endeavor: the essence blood of the Eleven Ancestor Witches. This was something that, during the Witch Demon War, had been intercepted and preserved within the Origin Space by the Chaos Bell.

Nezha had originally planned to refine it into his duplicate to enhance the power of the Twelve Duterrestrial Gods Evil Formation, but it ended up being used up by Old Deng, turning it into a one-time consumable.

Of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, nine were already dead. Houtu had reincarnated as the Great Virtue Earth Queen, losing her Ancestor Witch form. Xuanming now resided in the underworld, and the Great Ancestor Witch Emperor Jiang was barely hanging on to life.

In fact, Nezha had a bold suspicion that the Second Ancestor Witch, Zhu Jiuyin, might not be completely dead either—just that no evidence could be found for the time being.

Accepting the immense Merit, Nezha’s entire body was faintly surrounded by an aura of auspicious light. His fortunes and Qi Fortune surged upward considerably. At this point, it was as if anyone standing near him could win five million in the lottery.

Having personally severed destiny, Nezha felt as if all the chains binding him had vanished. Freed from destiny’s constraints, he now saw the road ahead clearly, and the Daluo Dao Fruit seemed within arm’s reach. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Nezha eagerly anticipated the reward from the Daoist Ancestor’s task, though there was still some finishing work to do. If you’re going to do something, do it exquisitely.

First, he made a trip to the Palace of the Polestar and briefly reported the events to Hao Tian. Hao Tian didn’t ask too many questions. The overwhelming Merit spoke for itself—this was undoubtedly the work of the Daoist Ancestor.

Now two problems remained to be resolved: who would fill the position of Azure Dragon among the Four Spirits, and how to capture the criminal Candle Dragon.

The position of one of the Four Spirits was indeed prestigious, but it also depended on who was being considered. At the very least, the previous Azure Dragon wasn’t fond of it. If it weren’t for having to work off debts, he would’ve preferred to nap all day rather than taking on the so-called esteemed position of one of the Four Spirits. The same logic applied to the Vermilion Bird.

Now that the Azure Dragon was gone, there were a few candidates to replace him. The first was Azure Dragon Star Lord Huang Long. Apart from being somewhat lacking in cultivation, his status, position, and Fate Grid were sufficient. Once he took the position of one of the Four Spirits, he’d receive the support of heaven and earth, which should be adequate.

When Master Huang Long was summoned to the Palace of the Polestar, he explicitly refused the proposal. The fact that he had left the Dragon Clan to join the Yuxu Sect in the first place showed that he was not like most dragons. He sought freedom and ease. Having his name on the Heavenly Court roster was one thing, but expecting him to work full-time all year round in a grueling "996" schedule? No way.

Neither Hao Tian nor Nezha forced Huang Long, especially since Yuanshi Tianzun was not dead but simply absent.

The two only asked him as a courtesy, "Do you want a promotion?" If not, then that was that.

Hao Tian then consulted the Hao Tian Mirror for a while longer and eventually identified Deng Jiugong, Nezha’s father-in-law, as a potential candidate. The old man had long faked his death and was living quietly in the Fire Cloud Cave world, arranged there by Nezha. Given that he had once been the Azure Dragon Star Lord in the past timeline, he could suffice as a candidate.

Without waiting for approval, Nezha immediately objected on Deng Jiugong’s behalf. The old man was enjoying a peaceful retirement, playing with his grandchildren and growing old in leisure—there was no need for him to take up work again. His family wasn’t exactly struggling financially.

Hao Tian didn’t press the issue and ultimately turned his attention to the Dragon Clan. After a moment of thought, Nezha said, "Your Majesty, the Four Spirits’ positions have always belonged to the Dragon Clan. I believe they would be willing to send another clan member to benefit the Primordial Realm. As for the criminal Candle Dragon, how about I capture him myself to uphold the Heavenly Rules?"

Seeing Nezha take the initiative to resolve both major issues, Hao Tian readily agreed. He was preoccupied with thoughts of becoming a Saint and didn’t have the energy to handle such matters.

He drafted an imperial decree for the apprehension of Candle Dragon and handed it to Nezha.

Nezha, without making a fuss, headed straight to the East Sea. His first destination was the Dragon Palace of the East Sea. It had been a while since he last visited his old neighbors for a seafood buffet—he realized he was actually starting to miss it!

Upon reaching the East Sea, he first encountered Kong Xuan, who had been waiting for him there. Without much ceremony, the two promptly headed to the Dragon Palace of the East Sea.

The Dragon Palace of the East Sea still retained its gaudy grandeur, as though the incident with the Ancestor Dragon’s escape hadn’t affected them at all. And indeed, it hadn’t, since their bloodline was so diluted that the upper echelons of the Dragon Clan didn’t even regard them as real dragons.

"Oh my, Emperor, please come inside, come inside! I was just wondering why magpies were calling—turns out it was because of Your arrival!"

Hearing this, Nezha couldn’t help but glance around. What type of magpie could call under the sea? He was genuinely curious.

The Old Dragon King, clearly experienced at hosting, had good wine and delicious food promptly served. The graceful Bivalve Girls were called to dance.

Nezha grew increasingly pleased with how tactful his old neighbors were proving to be.

While eating, he inquired about the matters concerning the Sea Eye. Kong Xuan, while eating elegantly, explained to Nezha the current state of affairs. The Ancestor Dragon had already returned to his place, Duobao Daoist had been freed from his predicament, and he had even gained a substantial amount of Merit, making it a profitable venture.

Though achieving the Third Corpse was still far off, at least there was hope now, wasn’t there?

Jin Ling, having gained profound insights from this experience, had returned to Biyou Palace to enter seclusion. She felt a faint opportunity to sever her Second Corpse.

Kong Xuan, meanwhile, remained here to see Nezha finish his task. She intended to recover fully and then face off against the Thunder God again.

Kong Xuan had served as the foremost tank during the previous battles, bearing the brunt of attacks along the River of Time. If Nezha had jumped to another timeline from the current one, Kong Xuan had been swept back to the front end of this timeline, traveling to the late stages of the Three Clans’ War for a time.