Chapter 142 - 141 Wukong: Darkness, the Heavenly Court is too TM dark

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Chapter 142: Chapter 141 Wukong: Darkness, the Heavenly Court is too TM dark Nezha wandered around various parts of Nantang, soaking in the lively atmosphere. Overall, he was quite satisfied. Sure, it couldn’t compare to modern times, but it was far better than Chaoge. Seeing the smiles on the faces of the elderly and children, Nezha felt a fleeting sense of accomplishment. He always believed he wasn’t some great figure—just taking care of himself and protecting those he cared about was enough for him. When was the last time he felt such contentment? Oh, it was the month after he graduated, when he received his first paycheck and bought gifts for his dad and mom! Suddenly, it seemed like it had happened so long ago. Next, he went to the underworld to deliver Chiyou’s skull to the Pangu Realm, taking the opportunity to inspect whether the repairs he made to the heavens had any quality issues. He shared a few drinks with his hometown folks. He then spent a few days soaking in the Pangu Hall, primarily to ponder over the Array Patterns engraved there. The Witch Clan’s simple and sincere ways were a stark contrast to the reverent, fervent attitude of Nantang’s citizens. It made Nezha feel much more at ease here. During this time, his old companions from previous adventures, like Sang, suggested setting him up with a wife. Nezha, laughing, patted Sang’s shoulder and said, "I’m already juggling too many wives with one hand—you gotta step up your game!" This earned him a thunderous blow from the group. Poor Sang hadn’t even held a Witch Clan girl’s hand yet! After playing around for two days, Nezha arrived at the Houtu Palace. Lady Houtu sat in her usual unchanged posture, lost in thought. When she saw Nezha approach, she snapped her fingers, and a droplet of red blood with an earthy yellow luster floated towards him. "This is the Heart Blood of Ancestor Witch Houtu. You can use it." "Goddess, I willingly undertook this matter..." Nezha hadn’t even finished speaking before Houtu interrupted, "Would you refuse a gift from an elder?" "I’ll take it!" The Ancestor Witch Houtu, the previous incarnation of the Great Virtue Earth Queen, no longer regarded herself as one. She only kept a few drops of this Heart Blood as a memento. Now, handing out a drop meant depleting a scarce treasure. But Houtu found Nezha pleasing to the eye. The boy was efficient and thorough in his work, and she wasn’t a stingy person. Nezha carefully stored the blood in a snow-white Jade Bottle. He planned to refine it into an Elixir. Sure, he could ingest it raw, but that would be inefficient and result in waste. Why are Mystic Sect cultivation methods so much more intricate than those of ancient times, yet their combat power doesn’t seem remarkably superior? It’s because the Mystic Sect meticulously refines every step. If Nezha ate the blood raw, he would only absorb about 80%. But if he used additional ingredients to refine it into an Elixir, its effectiveness could reach 110% or even 120%. Primordial Era resources have been dwindling, and yet modern-day Immortals’ cultivation hasn’t grown significantly weaker compared to ancient times. With the right Magical Treasure, they can even easily overpower someone from the past. This is the allure of the Mystic Sect. After bidding farewell to Lady Houtu, Nezha turned his sights to the Heavenly Court. Now that he had the main ingredient, it was time to seek out his "cheap father-in-law" for additional materials. The first to notice Nezha upon his arrival at the Heavenly Court were Yang Chan and Golden Light. Yang Chan’s cultivation was still shallow, but she was diligent in her duties. Golden Light, originally from the Jie Sect, had decent cultivation but was somewhat lazy. Together, they complemented each other nicely in managing the Thunder Department. Upon seeing Nezha, the two immediately brought up their earlier unauthorized lightning strike incident, and mentioned that Gold Star Taibai had already visited them. Nezha was utterly exasperated. Hao Tian’s obsession with control was over the top—couldn’t he just take a glance at the Hao Tian Mirror and figure out the reason himself? Noticing the worry in Yang Chan and Golden Light’s eyes, Nezha spent some time offering comforting words before asking, "Where’s Long Ji?" Since Yang Chan had familial ties with Long Ji and usually maintained a good relationship with her, she replied, "The Queen Mother noticed that Long Ji kept frequenting the Thunder Department. Officially, she said Long Ji was visiting me and Golden Light Sister to chat, but everyone knows her true intentions. My aunt couldn’t stand watching this anymore, so she assigned Long Ji to guard the Immortal Peach Orchard." Golden Light chuckled as she added, "You should’ve seen it. Princess Long Ji was furious, claiming she didn’t want to go to the Peach Orchard, and instead wanted a post in the Thunder Department." Nezha couldn’t help but smile wryly. "That silly princess, isn’t she afraid of her dad’s temper?" Noticing Yang Chan’s hesitant expression, Nezha immediately realized she had something on her mind. Golden Light saw it too, so she tactfully left, giving them space to talk. Yang Chan fiddled nervously with her sleeves for a while before finally mustering the courage to say, "There’s one more thing—it’s about my mother." Nezha was curious but didn’t interrupt, signaling her to continue. Encouraged, Yang Chan calmed herself and explained, "Recently, my second brother visited my mother, and while there, he revealed to her the truth of what happened all those years ago. But when he arrived, he found my mother frail and weak, with her origin greatly damaged. She... she might not survive long enough to complete her sentence." At this point, Yang Chan’s eyes turned red, tears pooling at her corners as she clung to Nezha’s arm, sobbing uncontrollably. "Nezha, please, help me figure out a way. My second brother has been tirelessly searching for a solution, but he hasn’t found anything yet. He even swallowed his pride to beg my uncle for early release or to take my mother’s place. But my uncle merely said that the Heavenly Rules were immutable—he couldn’t care less whether my mother lived or died. Waaaah, I really don’t know what to do anymore." Seeing Yang Chan’s tear-streaked face, Nezha felt a pang of sympathy. Hao Tian, that old Deng—it’s no wonder so many people are against him. He really couldn’t care less about anything worthwhile. If he’s just sitting idle, why not provoke me and give me a reason to intervene? Still, everything needed a legitimate excuse. After a moment of thought, Nezha patted Yang Chan’s back and reassured her, "Don’t worry. This matter concerns my aunt and mother-in-law’s safety. I won’t ignore it." Yang Chan: "!!!" Mother-in-law? Yang Chan was startled. She quickly realized—oh, aunt and mother-in-law. That’s fine, then. But wait... why did she feel a little disappointed? Blushing deeply, Yang Chan murmured, "Thank you." "No problem. I’m just that kind of guy—always stepping up for others. People call me Timely Rain Li Xuande." With the location of Taoshan obtained from Yang Chan, Nezha didn’t head there immediately. While Yang Chan claimed her mother couldn’t survive her sentence, Fairy Yaoji’s term still had at least 500 years left. Yaoji could likely hold on for another two or three centuries. By then, the Divine Enthronement would already be done. Leaving the Thunder Mansion, Nezha headed to the Immortal Peach Orchard to find its Guardian Immortal, Long Ji. When she saw Nezha arrive, she was ecstatic. The two sneaked off into the woods to enjoy some "private time" and exchanged a few peaches. The Immortal Peaches were truly priceless treasures. Of course, Dragon Princess Long Ji, the so-called Guardian Immortal of the Orchard, played absolutely no role in guarding it. She was so eager that she nearly yanked out two Peach Trees to give Nezha to take away. The Peach Tree: "Oh, you think you’re special? You’re incredible, huh?!" Nezha was tempted but declined. Monkeys eat peaches; no one’s heard of monkeys eating peach trees, right, Brother Monkey? A certain Wukong, who hadn’t yet descended: "This is bleak... The Heavenly Court is so freaking bleak!" After explaining Yaoji’s situation to Long Ji, Nezha asked her to probe her mother’s stance, while he prepared to face Hao Tian himself for a confrontation.

Chapter 142 - 141 Wukong: Darkness, the Heavenly Court is too TM dark

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