Chapter 165 - 164: Is the Great Venerable Short on Cash?

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Chapter 165: Chapter 164: Is the Great Venerable Short on Cash? The highest-grade peaches weren’t available, but there was an abundance of other spiritual wines and immortal fruits. The Chan Sect immortals managed to maintain their dignity, while the Jie Sect immortals feasted to their heart’s content. The mischievous No Brainer and Unhappy even wanted to jump in front of everyone and perform a dance, but their elder sister quickly suppressed them. At the end of the feast, Duobao led the cheerful Jie Sect immortals back to the East Sea. Guang Chengzi and the Eight Immortals returned to Kunlun Mountain. Master Huang Long went to West Zhou to recuperate. The Western Sect, having completed their master’s mission and enjoyed a grand banquet, left in high spirits for the Western Spirit Mountain. Only the gods of Heavenly Court’s Thunder Department remained. Nezha waved his hand and said, "This battle against demons has ended in victory. Let’s go and report the good news to the Great Venerable!" Long Ji clenched her tiny fists, her face full of excitement without a hint of regret over her father’s misfortune caused by her boyfriend: "Oh! A victory!" "Victory, victory, victory!" Following the General pays off; three days for nine feasts! Looks like another promotion is on the horizon! Nezha packed up the leftover spiritual wines and fruits and led the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals to the Palace of the Polestar to report. Hao Tian might hide things from Jin Can, but could he hide something from Nezha, the Thunder Department Main God, inside the palace? "Your Majesty, the demons wreaking havoc outside Heavenly Court have been subdued by your subject and his men. Please rest assured!" Hao Tian "..." Do you really think I don’t know how they got here? But he couldn’t say it outright because criticizing Nezha would mean denying his achievements in combating the Demon Dao. That was absolutely non-negotiable. "My Minister, you have worked hard." Nezha didn’t respond and just stared directly at Hao Tian. Hao Tian understood that Nezha was waiting for his reward, but he was reluctant to give one. Currently, Nezha had risen to become the third-ranking official in the Thunder Department. If he were promoted even further, after the Divine Enthronement, the Thunder Department would fall entirely under Nezha’s control. As a Heavenly Emperor with extreme control desires, this was unacceptable. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone to great lengths to wrest power from the Four Imperial. Heavenly Court wouldn’t be in the current state of dwindling talent, where only Hao Tian and the Queen Mother were capable of fighting. Nezha, with the mindset of an ordinary person from his past life, believed in managing only as much as his rank required, helping his loyal faction along the way. At the very least, he got the job done. Hao Tian, on the other hand, cared for personal advancement and seizing all benefits, but when issues arose, he would shirk responsibility and have others deal with it. This was the reason why Nezha looked down on Hao Tian. To put it bluntly, his methods paled in comparison to Di Jun of the Ancient Demon Court. Di Jun first rallied his invincible brother, East Emperor Taiyi, then married the Taiyin Goddess Xi He, and followed it up by coaxing Fu Xi, using this to bring Nuwa under his wing. With the names of the Four Imperials and one Empress, he instantly assembled the Ten Great Demon Saints, countless demons from the Demon Clan, reversing fate in the Primordial era, and forming the only force that could rival the Witch Clan. Even the male immortal chosen personally by the Daoist Ancestor, East King, who was formed from innate pure Yang energy, was directly killed by East Emperor Taiyi wielding the Chaos Bell in his own stronghold. Now, that was true capability and audacity. Hao Tian, with his whining and evasion, embodied qualities Nezha truly despised. If Hao Tian had the means to suppress him until he was convinced, it might have been tolerable. But these weak tactics? Who would respect that? Hao Tian signaled to Gold Star Taibai with a glance, asking him to mediate. Gold Star Taibai rolled his eyes inwardly. If there’s merit and you refuse to reward it, what good am I supposed to do here? But since his boss wanted him to handle it, he couldn’t refuse. Ever since he abandoned martial arts for literature during his re-cultivation, his combat ability had greatly declined, making his job incredibly important. Just as he was about to step forward, Nezha interjected, "Is the Great Venerable experiencing financial trouble recently?" This statement nearly choked Hao Tian. The Lord of the Three Realms being asked by a child: Are you broke? Who could tolerate that? Pfft! Who dared laugh? Hao Tian swept his gaze and saw his dear daughter suppressing her laughter, clearly unable to hold back earlier. "Long Ji! Aren’t you supposed to be assisting the Queen Mother in guarding the Peach Garden? What’s with the interference here? Go back immediately!" Long Ji, knowing full well her father’s disposition, exchanged glances with Nezha to signal him to find her later, then bowed and left. Seeing Long Ji flirt with Nezha only made Hao Tian angrier. You’ve taken my daughter away—can’t you be considerate of me as your father-in-law? Nezha couldn’t care less. From his perspective, Hao Tian’s concern for his daughter’s feelings was marginal compared to his obsession with power. This matter dragged on, and rewarding merit was inevitable. Nezha’s rank increased again, officially becoming one of the Five Directions Thunder Emperors — Western Great Dark Kunfu Thunder Emperor. In his original timeline, being the Three Altars Sea Meeting God sounded impressive and held decent rank but lacked real authority. However, as the Western Great Dark Kunfu Thunder Emperor, things were different. In this capacity, he had control over Western calamities and fortunes, wielded authority over substances and people, governed life and death, weather, and more. Unfortunately, Hao Tian, out of spite, assigned him to the West. The region was inherently poor and now dominated by the Western Sect, leaving Nezha with limited chances for full authority. Nezha didn’t mind. With their relationship already soured, Hao Tian employing some tactics was perfectly ordinary. Moreover, Nezha followed the Immortal Dao rather than the Divine Dao, making him immune to Hao Tian’s schemes. As long as he adhered to the rules, regardless of his defiance, even a highly empowered Hao Tian couldn’t touch him. The exterior of the Palace of the Polestar had turned to ruins. Nezha’s newly-built Thunder Mansion had been completely demolished by Jin Can. But it didn’t matter. Out with the old and in with the new—reconstruction was inevitable. Look at how vast the Thirty-three Layers of Heaven are now! Claim territory! Everyone, claim territory! As for other matters, Nezha couldn’t care less. Whether Hao Tian planned to use this opportunity to feign misery with the Daoist Ancestor or not, it was irrelevant to him. Nezha, joined by Long Ji, Jin Jiao, and Silver Horn, began the process of rebuilding the Thunder Mansion. Halfway through, however, construction had to halt, as he handed off the task to Long Ji and the others. Because he was about to breakthrough. Despite Nezha’s constant wandering and seemingly minimal time spent in cultivation, his insights had already far surpassed his current realm, and he was routinely refining his chest’s five Qi with Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. In this moment, he unexpectedly achieved perfection. A cultivator’s breakthrough is no minor event, so Nezha chose not to remain in Heavenly Court but returned to Lishan. Having fully harmonized his chest’s five Qi, Nezha’s breakthrough was relatively smooth. As for his Heart Demon... Nezha stood at the center of a massive hall, clutching a treasure sword, surrounded by blood and bodies. As for whose bodies these were? Among them were Daji’s, Deng Chanyu’s, Yunxiao’s, Lady Rashamon’s, and Long Ji’s—there were plenty of them. Nezha’s face remained cold as he observed it all. Suddenly, footsteps echoed from outside the hall, and Lady Yin rushed in with a pale expression, pointing at Nezha and shouting, "Nezha, have you lost your mind—" Slash! A flash of sword light and Lady Yin became yet another addition to the corpses in the hall.

Chapter 165 - 164: Is the Great Venerable Short on Cash?

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