On the other side, Jiang Ziya and his family of three had already arrived in Western Zhou. Old Jiang took an instant liking to Nezha, so not only did he study Nezha’s cultivation techniques, but he also beca profoundly skilled with the Taiping Heavenly Book. Coupled with his full marks in internal affairs and strategy, his abilities were unparalleled.
As soon as he appeared, Ji Chang recognized him as a kindred spirit.
Through their interactions, Ji Chang further realized Jiang Ziya’s talents and promptly appointed him as Pri Minister.
Jiang Ziya used so ti to familiarize himself with Xiqi’s current situation and revealed a divine-level brilliance in doing so, which assuaged so of his resentnt for being forcibly sent to Xiqi.
Jiang Ziya couldn’t help but worry for Yin Shou—how could rely trying to cultivate Immortality be so difficult?
Ji Chang was both elated and concerned. Elated, because the Great Sage Master had left Chaoge, making it most likely he had co to West Zhou—it was the kind of excitent a crazed fan feels when eting their favorite author.
But his concern lay with the persecuted Taiping Sect adherents.
The two of them tacitly handled the furious Wen Zhong together, responding to the constant stream of edicts to annihilate the Yellow Turbans.
anwhile, Nezha had already escorted Daji back to Jizhou. As a doting father, Su Hu was initially overjoyed to see his daughter, unable to contain his happiness. However, upon noticing her close familiarity with Nezha, his face turned dark almost instantly.
Seeing Su Hu’s perpetually darkened expression, Nezha inexplicably felt the guilt of having stolen soone else’s prized cabbage.
Compared to Old Su, Mrs. Su was much more enthusiastic and had a particular fondness for Deng Chanyu.
Though Su Hu and Deng Jiugong weren’t exceptionally close, they certainly knew each other. By the sa token, Mrs. Su had t Deng Chanyu’s deceased mother.
After all, they were all prestigious ladies of Chaoge City.
Upon eting, Mrs. Su couldn’t stop sizing up Nezha and then pulled Daji and Deng Chanyu aside to exchange whispers.
With Nezha’s level of cultivation, it was no different from yelling in his ear.
In summary, her words were: My dear daughter, you have good taste, finding such an ethereal young man.
My love, how far have you two progressed?
I want grandchildren!
All three were trendously awkward.
Nezha dealt gracefully with Mrs. Su’s probing questions: How old are you this year?
Did you resign from Yin Shang? What are your career plans for the future?
It was essentially the ancient version of a mother-in-law interviewing her prospective son-in-law.
Nezha, being soone who responds better to softness than hardness, wasn’t about to flip the table out of impatience—that would be rude.
He obediently endured the dinner banquet and finally found a mont to relax. At Mrs. Su and Daji’s fervent insistence, Nezha even stayed half a month longer with Deng Chanyu.
Afterward, Nezha took Deng Chanyu with him and departed for Three Mountains Pass.
Daji stood atop the city walls, gazing into the distance where Nezha disappeared. Mrs. Su embraced her and consoled her, saying: A capable, ambitious man is like this, unwilling to linger in affairs of the heart. If you truly like him, don’t weigh him down from pursuing his dreams.
With a determined expression, Daji replied, "Mother, I won’t be a burden to Nezha—I will be his support!"
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The two arrived at the Deng family ho at Three Mountains Pass. Deng Chanyu imdiately rushed into Deng Jiugong’s embrace. She had a deep bond with him; losing her mother early on ant Deng Jiugong had to play both father and mother to her.
Since she was three or four, Deng Jiugong held her in his arms as they rode horses together—it was the quintessential image of a father raising a child with love.
This was also why Deng Chanyu didn’t favor traditionally feminine attire.
Old Deng tried to maintain his fatherly dignity. Over the past few years, since Deng Chanyu had gone to Chaoge, all of the Deng family’s social connections in the city had been used to watch over her.
Unlike Su Hu’s hostile glares, Old Deng didn’t scowl at Nezha. Instead, he imdiately began pouring drinks. With his body fortified by the Eight-Nine Profound Skills, Nezha wasn’t afraid at all and easily drank Old Deng and several military generals under the table.
That night, Old Deng and Little Deng sat on either side of Nezha, patting him on the shoulder, saying that they were trusting Deng Chanyu to him. Based on the "brotherly bond" between the three of them, Nezha had to take good care of her!
Nezha looked left and right at this old man and young man and thought, "The three of us brothers?"
Amused, he then turned to Deng Chanyu and teased, "From now on, you’ll call Uncle, and I’ll call you Sister—we each follow our own logic!"
Deng Chanyu scolded him playfully, pinching him before carefully settling her father and older brother and preparing a room for Nezha.
Generally, immortals would have their own celestial abodes, but unfortunately, Nezha didn’t. All potential resources had been funneled into Taihuangtian.
He didn’t have the patience to create his own abode and, whenever needed, would simply visit Lishan as an act of filial piety to his teacher.
Though Nuwa hadn’t particularly arranged anything special at Lishan, it was more than sufficient for his cultivation.
Nezha only stayed a few days before planning to leave. Just then, a thunderous roar erupted, shaking the heavens and the earth in the far-off West.
The Western land had ruptured.
The reason? This involved the Ten Heavens Commanders who were searching for the Earth Vein Kill chanism.
The ten of them had delved underground. Zhao Jiang, with his seasoned experience, discovered a rich vein of minerals. The group chatted while Zhao Jiang kept digging and digging.
The energy spent killing Yuan Futong with the Earth Intense Array was quickly replenished. However, Zhao Jiang, whose mindset was flawed and whose mind had been corrupted by tribulation energy, couldn’t suppress his greed.
He believed there was no reason to stop halfway through mining.
The group followed the vein deeper and deeper underground, the Earth Vein Kill chanism growing increasingly intense until, one day, they unearthed a "corpse."
Bold and skilled, the group studied the "corpse," eventually confirming it to be the remains of a deceased mber of the Witch Clan.
The "corpse" opened its eyes and, with a single punch, smashed Sun Liang—who had been peeking into its mouth—into a mist of blood, his primordial spirit instantly listed in the roll of the dead.
Xingtian, who had fallen in the ancient Witch Demon War and whose body had been buried deep in the earth by the Great Virtue Earth Queen of the Houtu Tribe, had awoken.
Though Xingtian’s consciousness had perished in the Witch Demon War, his physical body had regenerated over incalculable years, imbued with the endless battle intent and killing intent he carried at the ti of his death.
Roar!
"Fifth Brother!" ×9
Sorrowful cries and howls of rage interwove as the two sides clashed violently in the depths of the earth.
Fighting purely on instinct, Xingtian, in his peak physical form as a Witch Clan warrior, continued to fight with undiminished power regardless of life or death.
The Ten Heavens Commanders, now reduced to nine, weren’t foolish. Their leader, Qin Wan, bellowed an order and set up the Heavenly Termination Formation.
For Qin Wan to lead the Ten Heavens Commanders, his abilities were unquestionably formidable. Furthermore, in this Primordial world, the most supre force was the Heavenly Dao. Within the formation, the Heaven’s Killing Qi inflicted substantial damage on Xingtian.
Unfortunately, it also completely triggered Mo Xingtian’s ferocity. Demons ruled the heavens, witches ruled the earth—Heaven equaled demons to him!
Driven utterly mad, Mo Xingtian began releasing the Earth Vein Killing Qi he had absorbed during his eons of slumber, counteracting the Heaven’s Killing Qi.
While the Earth Vein Killing Qi wasn’t as potent as the Heaven’s Killing Qi in equal asures, Xingtian had far more of it stored up.
The formation managed to buy enough ti for the rest of the commanders to set up additional arrays.
Once Mo Xingtian broke through the Heavenly Termination Formation, Qin Wan imdiately retreated into the Earth Intense Array.
He and Zhao Jiang didn’t spare a glance and rushed straight toward the Wind Roar Formation.
The mont Mo Xingtian entered the Earth Intense Array, it was as though he had co ho. Zhao Jiang, who had greedily absorbed the Earth Vein Killing Qi all along, unwittingly handed all of it over to Mo Xingtian, not only healing his wounds but also making him even more ferocious.
He charged directly into the Wind Roar Formation. The bone-gnawing winds and the searing Samadhi Fire, which could easily obliterate ordinary Immortals, proved ineffective against the Great Witch’s body—not completely useless, but rely making him "feel the breeze."
Qin Wan and Zhao Jiang tried to drag Dong Quan away, but Dong Quan, stubborn as a mule, activated the formation’s Ten Thousand Blades once more.
Mo Xingtian shattered through the Wind Roar Formation with a cacophony of cracks, pulverizing Dong Quan into oblivion with a single punch.
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