Chapter 150 - 149: Terminator Yang Ren

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Chapter 150 of "The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha" kicks off with thrilling moments: Chapter 150: Chapter 149: Terminator Yang Ren Nezha divided two-tenths of the treasures gifted by the... Read more!

Chapter 150: Chapter 149: Terminator Yang Ren Nezha divided two-tenths of the treasures gifted by the Dragon King and gave them to Yang Jian. Yang Jian initially wanted to refuse, but Nezha casually said, "Consider it your temporary salary." This time, Yang Jian did not reject. Not only did his own cultivation require resources, but his little sister would need a dowry when she got married, wouldn’t she? His family was currently so poor that it was embarrassing. As the second eldest brother, if he didn’t work hard, would he really let his little sister marry without a proper dowry and have people laugh at them? It could only be said that Yang Jian had spent too little time cultivating; many of his views still lingered in the mortal realm. But he couldn’t be blamed. Even Nezha had many thoughts that were extensions of his past life — back then was the critical period for shaping Nezha’s worldview. After the matter was perfectly resolved, Nezha traveled alone through a spatial tunnel straight back to Nanchang. This trip, if it hadn’t been for encountering the Feathered Immortal, would only have counted as a low-level task — really effortless, more like a leisure tour. As for the Feathered Immortal, Nezha already had some guesses. He didn’t see himself as a calamity magnet; in the Primordial Era, nothing happened by chance—everything had an inevitable cause. The Feathered Immortal was stubborn and had the backing of the Tongtian Sect Master, so Nezha couldn’t handle him with the usual methods. The visible clues were cut off, and Nezha couldn’t proceed further along the trail. Afterward, Nezha made another trip to West Zhou to deliver the Pangolin’s soul into the Investiture of the Gods. Old Jiang was there with Huang Long resisting the attack of the Shang Army, where Nezha coincidentally encountered Yun Zhongzi and Master Taiyi. Actually, the two had already gone to Nantang looking for Nezha before, but couldn’t find him and ended up in West Zhou, waiting and ’helping out’ there. Master Huang Long, though thick-skinned and rough, was unbothered by a group of mortal military generals. He wouldn’t actively kill mortal commanders to provoke karmic repercussions. Thus, he spontaneously came up with a fighting strategy: the "even-split strategy." No matter who he fought, it was always fifty-fifty. He fought one person — fifty-fifty. Two people — fifty-fifty. Even against five people — still fifty-fifty. Jiang Ziya: "..." Senior Brother Huang Long, you’ve turned rogue. The situation on the battlefield was stabilized here, so the other immortals were in no rush. Nezha, seeing Old Jiang again, felt that he had aged considerably. It hadn’t even been ten years, but Jiang Ziya seemed to have aged decades. A group of people hosted Nezha for a banquet, after which Nezha pulled Old Jiang aside to discuss some personal matters. Nezha told him about the Pangolin demon and Feathered Immortal. Old Jiang immediately noted everything down in his small notebook. Old Jiang also had a matter he wanted to ask Nezha about—his son. Since he himself had lost hope of ascending to immortality, he pinned his hopes on his son. He wanted Nezha to take a look, and his words implied he hoped Nezha might accept his son Jiang Ming as a disciple. Nezha responded that taking a look and giving some benefits wouldn’t be a problem, but accepting him as a disciple was out of the question. Their relationship was good, but not to that extent. Old Jiang felt regretful. He trusted no one else but Nezha, and now he regretted it deeply. "Little Jiang Ming, come greet your uncle!" "Uncle, hello." Following Jiang Ziya to the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Nezha examined the five- or six-year-old Jiang Ming. His root bone was average, and his disposition only pure and kind. Nezha gave little Jiang Ming a very beautiful longevity lock and a copy of "Qi Nourishing Technique 3.2," and as he left, gifted Old Jiang three three-thousand-year-old peaches. Old Jiang was an emotional man. Anytime Nezha asked him for help, he never hesitated. He gave it his all, working harder than anyone. Nezha wasn’t stingy either; too precious gifts would be too overwhelming for them, but these items were appropriate. The longevity lock was actually a small storage-space magical treasure. With its contents, if Jiang Ming worked diligently, achieving the rank of Human Immortal wouldn’t be an issue. At that point, Nezha could place him in the Heavenly Court as a minor official and facilitate him — a way to fulfill Old Jiang’s dream of Immortal Ascension. If he didn’t ascend to immortality, and Nantang became the World Ruler, Jiang Ming as Nezha’s junior wouldn’t suffer either. Bid farewell to Old Jiang, Nezha returned to Nanchang overnight, accompanied by Master Taiyi and Yun Zhongzi. Nezha and Taiyi had already met many times before. Previously, Taiyi had felt awkward and kept avoiding him, but this time he had a favor to ask and couldn’t display that behavior anymore. "Brother Li, in such a short time, your cultivation has reached this level. Truly fitting of Lady Nuwa’s esteemed disciple!" Nezha replied modestly, "Still, the time spent cultivating has been brief, far behind Senior Brother Taiyi and Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi." Taiyi inwardly felt a bit relieved yet sighed. Comparing his disciple Lei Zhenzi to Nezha was rather embarrassing. Nezha chuckled lightly. He felt there wasn’t much of a dispute between him and Taiyi. The past was in the past; both sides had parted amicably, with Taiyi never having done anything too excessive back then. Yun Zhongzi was very close with Nezha and didn’t bother with pleasantries, directly stating the reason for coming. Nezha had a genuine interest in the matter and brought the two back to Nanchang. West Zhou was constantly embroiled in warfare, with walls being built amid death and the pervasive fumes of resentment — not an enticing environment for immortals. Nantang was the opposite, as its current capital, Nanchang, boasted orderly, symmetrical architecture, smooth and clean roads, and vibrant greenery and flowers. From the Chan Sect Immortals’ perspective, it was far more pleasant. West Zhou wouldn’t even attract dogs. Nezha indeed found Yang Ren and Lei Zhenzi’s situation intriguing. Starting with Yang Ren — this guy’s head was still not healed. Yun Zhongzi had kept his mangled body stored in a belt the entire time. Nezha found it easy to think of attaching mechanical arms and legs to him. Nezha and Yun Zhongzi studied it briefly, and directly outfitted him with a mechanical arm and leg. The arm was not only retractable but could transform into various weapons: knives, rifles, staffs, axes, and even forks, and could unleash mana beams to attack enemies. The leg had similar functions to the arm but included an energy burst mechanism to grant extreme instantaneous speed and flight capabilities. Yang Ren went from a primitive mess to a half-mechanized terminator, doubling his combat capabilities. As for the drawback of restricted cultivation? His talent hadn’t been great to begin with. Yun Zhongzi forcibly raised him to Human Immortal, entirely draining his potential. This mechanical modification had negligible impacts on someone like him. Next was Lei Zhenzi. Lei Zhenzi was now reduced to just a head. Compared to before, he was considerably more subdued, begging pitifully, "Uncle Li, save me." Nezha looked at Lei Zhenzi, holding the script of his original timeline, and sighed. How did you end up so miserable? But then he felt fortunate — good thing he hadn’t apprenticed under Master Taiyi back then. See? This is the outcome! Nezha felt no responsibility for Lei Zhenzi’s predicament. If trouble befell you, it was because your capabilities were lacking. If you were weak, train harder; if you couldn’t survive, get onto the Investiture of the Gods. Hearing Taiyi’s request, Nezha felt it wasn’t too difficult — not because he was stronger than Taiyi, but because he was wealthier. Many of the treasures Taiyi found unobtainable were stockpiled in heaps with Nezha. Rebuilding the body of a Taiyi Golden Immortal? There were countless solutions. Whether using the Qiankun Cauldron or White Lotus Seeds, fulfilling Master Taiyi’s requirements was absurdly easy.

Chapter 150 - 149: Terminator Yang Ren

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