Chapter 160 - 159 I, Shen Gongbao, am back again!

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Chapter 160: Chapter 159 I, Shen Gongbao, am back again! His intention was clear—he wanted to stick with his brothers. His brothers trusted him, and if there was danger, he couldn’t just run away by himself. Doing so would make it impossible to face his subordinates again with any dignity. Nezha didn’t try to dissuade him. People have their aspirations; he could understand that. Besides, Old Li might not even run into any danger—Shen Gongbao wasn’t completely out of his mind. Old Li’s actions were just precautions. If Shen Gongbao actually went crazy and wiped out the entire upper echelon of Nantang, Nezha could clean up the mess afterward. But by then, Nantang would already be utterly ruined. As for Old Li, he was an adult; let him take care of himself. If he really ended up getting himself killed, Nezha could always use his connection with Old Jiang to pull some strings. No matter what, he wouldn’t end up worse than he did in the original timeline. After wrapping up the business in Nantang, Nezha returned to the Heavenly Court. He wasn’t going to charge in recklessly—he wasn’t that crazy. A mere True Immortal going up against two Quasi-Saints who had undoubtedly severed multiple corpses? No thanks. He also had a strong suspicion that this Jin Can might have some connection to the Western Sect. Better to use some leverage before jumping into anything. Nezha entered the Palace of the Polestar. This time, the Demon Clan lads were much more efficient—they bowed and started the procedures immediately. After entering the hall, Hao Tian was still the same as ever—silent and unreadable. Who he was performing for, Nezha couldn’t even guess. Nezha was growing impatient. This time, he didn’t even return to the Thunder Department or visit Long Ji—his urgency couldn’t be more apparent. Work decorum calls for proper titles! "Thunder Department Main God, Thundering General Li Nezha, pays respects to Your Majesty." ... ... ... After a long wait, Hao Tian finally seemed to snap out of his bureaucratic trance and asked, "What brings the General to court today?" "Your subject heard reports of primordial beasts emerging from the Blood Sea, claiming to seek vengeance for Mosquito Daoist. Your subject comes specifically to report this matter." Hao Tian stroked his small tiger-like beard and gave a nonchalant "Oh." And that was it—no further response. Nezha stood there grinding his teeth for half a day. In the end, Hao Tian’s decision was to send The Immortal of Colossal Spirit with five hundred Heavenly Soldiers and Generals to investigate. Nezha: "..." Fine, fine, so this is how you’re gonna handle things. Very well! Nezha was starting to see through this now—this Old Lamp Hao Tian was deliberately suppressing him. In his past life, Nezha was nothing more than an ordinary commoner. He didn’t have much political savvy, so he couldn’t understand why Hao Tian was trying to suppress him. Why bother suppressing me? Do you think I could steal your throne or something? The spiritual materials I extracted—those were earned fair and square! Was it really that big of a deal? The Heavenly Court’s resources were so vast, and what Nezha had taken was barely a drop in the ocean—why hold a grudge over that? The Immortal of Colossal Spirit, upon receiving his orders, looked as though he wanted to die. That Mosquito Daoist—what level was he? He had required the best masters of the Three Sects to take him down, and even then, The Immortal could only hide within Nezha’s Mountain and River Map without the ability to participate. And now, two primordial creatures had shown up, and they wanted him to go investigate? Was this really an investigation mission, or was it just sending him to his death? The five hundred Heavenly Soldiers assigned to him were the same five hundred musical performers—nothing more than a glorified band. As for the four thousand elite troops Hao Tian had snatched from Nezha, he treasured them dearly—no way he’d send them to The Immortal. The Immortal of Colossal Spirit could only grit his teeth, leading five hundred musicians to check out the situation with the primordial beasts. As for where he’d go? He ignored Nezha’s directive to investigate the Shang-Zhou battlefield and instead headed toward Kunlun Mountain, reasoning that this direction seemed more suspicious! ... Shen Gongbao wasn’t an idiot. Would he dare attack Yuxu Palace with Jin Can and Hundred Eyes in tow? Was he crazy? Now was clearly the time to head for Chuanyun Pass and deal with Jiang Ziya! At this moment, the Shang Army was once again falling behind, as the West Zhou had received another helper—the Golden Immortal Peak Dao Heng Tianzun, who was the teacher of Wei Hu, Han Dulong, and Xue Ehu. Han Dulong and Xue Ehu had average cultivation, spells, and magical treasures, but they were very self-aware and followed Wei Hu closely, making themselves indispensable by constantly fawning over him. Wei Hu, seeing that these two were his fellow disciples and so considerate, looked after them as best he could—as for Randeng Old Deng, who had been sent to the Rankings to receive karmic blessings, he no longer had any means to mess with them. Thus, the two of them continued to live quite comfortably. Dao Heng Tianzun, with his Golden Immortal Peak cultivation, decisively tipped the scales against the Shang Army. At this point, the two sides stopped pretending and escalated the conflict, with the Zhou Army launching an all-out assault. Luo Xuan barely managed to hold off Dao Heng and Master Taiyi using his formations, but it was clear that failure was only a matter of time. Fire Spirit wanted to assist, but she was once again tied up in combat with Huang Long, leaving her with no choice but to continue battling him. (Huang Long: Whether my senior brother comes or not, I’m still getting beaten. Does this mean Dao Heng was pointless?) The Zhou Army gained another advantage with the appearance of Lei Zhenzi, who had pushed his cultivation even further. Lei Zhenzi flapped the wings on his back, and the resulting tempest sent the Shang Army flying. Liu Huan’s wind magic was rendered completely useless. Jiang Ziya immediately launched a full-scale offensive, pressing the attack on Chuanyun Pass. As the pass seemed on the brink of collapse, a colossal shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, blotting out the sun. Then a voice echoed across the battlefield: "Hahahahaha! I, Shen Gongbao, have returned!" The gigantic figure descended abruptly, shaking the earth and causing the entire battlefield to quake. The immense creature was a massive black centipede tens of meters long, beneath which lay countless mangled Zhou soldiers. Atop its head stood two individuals—one with a slimy demeanor, and the other handsome with a hint of wickedness. Both had expressions of smug arrogance. Jiang Ziya’s face twitched. With just this single move, thousands of Zhou soldiers had been gruesomely slaughtered—these were living, breathing men! Jin Can surveyed the battlefield before transforming into golden threads that shot straight toward Dao Heng Tianzun and Master Taiyi. Master Taiyi reacted quickly, shielding himself with the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield. The golden threads slammed into the shield with a metallic clanging sound. CLANG! The threads were violently deflected into the distance. Dao Heng, however, was a fraction of a second slower. Aside from the Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe, he had no other protective treasures. The golden threads broke through his Demon-Subduing Pestle and pierced through his chest. The threads then made a sharp turn in mid-air and tore off Dao Heng’s head, returning it to the Hundred-Eyed Golden Centipede’s head before transforming into human form. In his hands was the severed head of Dao Heng Tianzun. The third member of the Chan Sect’s Twelve Golden Immortals to be sent to the Rankings! "Junior brother!" "Senior brother!" "Master!" Jin Can sneered coldly as he shattered Dao Heng’s head with his grasp. He crossed his arms and stood atop the centipede’s antennae, radiating golden light, and declared haughtily, "So, it was your Chan Sect who killed my Little Black?" Master Taiyi, Master Huang Long, Jiang Ziya: "???" Who is Little Black? Did we ever meet this Little Black? Shen Gongbao stepped in to provide clarification: "My Little Black Grandma—that’s the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito! What? Are you pretending you don’t know?" Unbeknownst to Shen Gongbao, his words caused all the immortals present to look at him with peculiar expressions. Wow, kid, you’ve really got guts—acknowledging a demonic beast that serves Luo Hou as your grandma? Are you sure you’re not trying to die faster? Master Taiyi immediately grasped the gravity of the situation, his expression turning grave as he signaled Huang Long to escape at the first opportunity. Huang Long quickly nodded, indicating he understood. But then, out of nowhere, Fire Spirit Saint Mother stepped forward and declared, "The Blood-Winged Black Mosquito belongs to the Demon Dao, its ambition to overthrow the Primordial Heavenly Dao an indisputable fact. It’s a primordial scourge, and a direct henchman of the Demon Ancestor! The Three Sects uniting to exterminate it was precisely what the Mystic Sect stands for!" Fire Spirit had a fiery temper, though her convictions were absolutely solid. Otherwise, Duobao wouldn’t have taken her on as his disciple. Ever since her master had been wounded during an anti-demon mission, Fire Spirit had taken great pride in considering it an act of righteousness. Now you claim this is the work of the Chan Sect and unrelated to us? Impossible! My master was the main force in demon extermination! Afraid? Of what? Everyone knew the temperament of the Jie Sect immortals. The stronger you were, the more they’d come at you for a fight! Fear wasn’t even in our vocabulary!

Chapter 160 - 159 I, Shen Gongbao, am back again!

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