The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha-Chapter 318 - 317: Let Sister See How Well You’ve Developed!

Chapter 318: Chapter 317: Let Sister See How Well You’ve Developed!

It’s a pity everyone has fled to Chaos, so what can they do?

The Immortals under their command are all at the level of Human Immortal. Just stepping out of the Primordial World would be a struggle for them. Outside, a single gust of wind could obliterate them—body and soul—even the Investiture of the Gods wouldn’t be able to save them.

The Heavenly Book only governs the Primordial World; it has no authority outside of it.

But this matter must have an explanation. Otherwise, the hearts of the people will become restless, and everyone will start plotting their escape. How would any work get done?

Not many Immortals in this group can actually manage to escape, but is it unreasonable for the Heavenly Court to at least allow them some wistful fantasies during these miserable days? Yet too much silly daydreaming can fracture their morale.

Long Ji didn’t know what to do. Neither Daji nor Deng Chanyu had any idea either.

’Nezha’ kept glancing at Gold Star Taibai, who was sweating profusely.

Seeing that Gold Star Taibai was just as helpless, Long Ji suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered her wayward old father. If it were him, what would he do?

Her eyes sparkled with an idea.

"Where is The Immortal of Colossal Spirit?"

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit: ...

When The Immortal of Colossal Spirit heard his name, he was so terrified he almost wet himself on the spot.

Good heavens, Your Emperor, you’ve also learned this trick now? With this flimsy body of mine, if I step even half a foot into Chaos, won’t I be obliterated instantly?

Long Ji, still kindhearted at her core, swallowed the words she wanted to say about sending The Immortal of Colossal Spirit to take down Randeng. She waved her hand, signaling for him to step back.

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit, legs trembling, retreated with gratitude and barely held-back tears.

What on earth are we going to do?!

Just as Long Ji was breaking her brain for a solution, ’Superman’ appeared—it was none other than Huang Long, who had been recuperating with True Master Yu Ding!

"Reporting to the Emperor, Master Huang Long of the Chan Sect requests an audience!"

Long Ji was momentarily taken aback. What was Master Huang Long here for? But seeing Daji giving him significant glances, he quickly said, "Quick, let the esteemed Master in!"

Huang Long strode in boldly, his steps tiger-like and dragon-like. Thanks to the top-grade elixirs Nezha had given him and his own natural talents, he had fully recovered from his injuries.

Back when the Mirage Dragon had implanted a Dragon Ball in his body to control him, Huang Long had ironically benefited from this ordeal, absorbing much of the Dragon Ball’s essence. Coupled with the beatings he suffered here and there, he not only regained his peak state but actually took it a step further. He achieved the Taiyi Dao Fruit, ascending to the Taiyi Golden Immortal stage.

Over the years, Huang Long had been beaten so much he really embodied the spirit of a certain superpowered Saiyan fighter. Had his cultivation not been shattered by some collateral shockwaves back then, he might have reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal stage even sooner.

Although it was delayed by several decades, his foundation was now sturdier, and his suffering could be seen as a blessing in disguise. A few decades were but the blink of an eye for Huang Long anyway.

"May I ask what brings you here, Master?"

With a simple bow, Master Huang Long said, "I have heard that Randeng has privately severed his ties with the Investiture of the Gods, colluded with Chaos Creatures, and betrayed the Chan Sect. I am willing to venture into Chaos to apprehend this man!"

’Nezha,’ Daji, and Deng Chanyu all exchanged glances. Was there really someone willing to volunteer and take on this monumental headache?

One has to realize that Chaos isn’t exactly a favorable destination for an Immortal.

Huang Long had truly made up his mind. First of all, as a disciple of the Chan Sect, he couldn’t just ignore this issue. Faced with a traitor to the sect, he had to strike hard and decisively.

Although he was honest, he wasn’t foolish. Judging by everyone else’s inaction, it was clear his fellow senior brothers weren’t planning to intervene.

If fighting Demons within the Primordial World was considered internally politically correct, then fighting Chaos Creatures in Chaos was considered the shared duty of all living beings.

Secondly, he had once promised Nezha that he would help him look after the Heavenly Court. Now that trouble had arisen, he couldn’t shirk his responsibility.

Some Immortals had lofty moral standards, while others did not—and Master Huang Long belonged to the former. Ignoring this matter now would leave a crack in his Dao Heart, which would inevitably invite a Heart Demon in the future.

So this time, he had to go.

Seeing the firm resolve in Master Huang Long’s eyes, Long Ji didn’t try to dissuade him. Instead, he took out many elixirs crafted by the Lord in the treasury and handed them to Huang Long.

Master Huang Long left, embarking alone on the path to Chaos to track down Randeng.

This pursuit was more symbolic than practical. Whether he could find him, and whether he could even defeat him if he did, both remained as giant question marks.

With the matter of apprehending Randeng resolved, the next issue was to punish the violator of the Heavenly Rules—one of the former Four Great Hall Marshals, Long Xuhu.

This hapless fool was truly unfortunate. The trouble he stirred up was too massive, and even Jiang Ziya couldn’t protect him.

’Nezha’ tried his best to deliver a lenient sentence, yet still, Long Xuhu was stripped of his Immortal Records and banished to the Beast Dao, forbidden from ascending to Immortality for all eternity.

No matter how dense Long Xuhu was, he understood that being allowed to keep his tiger life was already a monumental mercy. With his huge head, he repeatedly kowtowed and slammed it against the ground. "Thank you, Your Emperor, for your mercy! Thank you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Ji and Tai Dian dragged him onto the Immortal Slaying Stage.

Old Jiang, being elderly, felt deeply saddened by this scene, and Wu Ji wasn’t feeling too great about it either.

"Farewell, junior brother..."

On the Immortal Slaying Stage, Long Xuhu’s Immortal Records were severed, and a sliver of his True Spirit detached from the Investiture of the Gods, passing into the Netherworld and the Beast Dao.

This incident, which shook the entire Primordial World, finally came to an end.

In response to this event, the hall where the Investiture of the Gods resided was sealed by the Queen Mother. No one was allowed near it anymore.

...

With the matter concluded, the Primordial World seemed to settle into a peaceful calm along with Nezha’s seclusion (sarcastically).

Master Huang Long’s departure didn’t stir any waves among the lower-ranked Immortals. Who was Huang Long? They didn’t know or care.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years passed. For mortals, this could be their entire lifetime, but for Immortals, it was but a fleeting moment.

Palace of the Polestar

"Ah! Sister Ah Yu, no!"

"Don’t worry. Let me take a look. How have you developed, hmm?"

Deng Chanyu, dressed in full palace attire, pounced on ’Nezha’ like a rogue, wearing a mischievous grin as she slid her hand into Nezha’s chest.

’Nezha,’ cheeks flushed red, frantically crossed his arms over his chest to resist this rogue-like behavior from Sister Ah Yu.

Let’s just say, he had no prior experience with situations like this, so he was clearly outmatched in this regard. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Below them, Daji, busy handling court matters, occasionally glanced at the flustered Nezha. She found it absolutely hilarious. After all, she had grown up alongside Nezha, practically as childhood friends. When had she ever seen him wear an expression like that?

If you wanted to inspect his development, he wouldn’t only let you see openly but might even turn it into a contest and inspect you in return!

Of course, not that she’d really mind showing him, given the chance...

Suddenly, a Heavenly Soldier came in to report.

"Your Emperor, Three Mountains and Five Mountains Duke Bingling Huang Tianhua requests an audience. He says he has important matters to report."

It had been quiet for so long. How was there trouble again?

Having served as Heavenly Emperor for thirty years, and under the mentorship of Daji and Deng Chanyu, Long Ji had improved considerably.

"First summon Gold Star Taibai for an audience."

"Yes!"

The strategy was simple: when in doubt, summon the subordinates first. There was no need to make decisions personally; let the subordinates handle it.

Over the years, Gold Star Taibai had been heavily relied upon. Being astute as he was, he noticed some patterns but chose to keep quiet, diligently completing whatever tasks were assigned to him.

Still, even under these circumstances, he felt that this Emperor was far easier to serve than Hao Tian.

When Gold Star Taibai arrived, he saw Huang Tianhua already waiting. Without needing further direction, he quietly stood aside.

"Let Duke Bingling in."

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