The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha-Chapter 380 - 379: Emperor Hao Tian Entrusts Me with a Message for You

The reason she came back to challenge the Thunder God was actually because she had been in such terrible condition back then. She gained no advantage in their fight and almost perished. Of course, she wasn’t using the identity of Kong Xuan at the time.

After listening, Nezha pulled out a small fire stick he had obtained from Chao Feng out of his sleeve. He’d studied it a bit and concluded it seemed related to the Phoenix Clan, though he wasn’t sure exactly how.

As soon as Kong Xuan saw it, her eyes were glued to the object.

"You recognize this?"

Kong Xuan fiddled with the small fire stick in her hand, speaking with a trace of sentimentality, "This is the staff body of my Phoenix Clan’s supreme treasure, the Phoenix Staff. This treasure can only be wielded by someone with Phoenix Clan bloodline. In anyone else’s hands, it’s just a slightly tougher stick."

Nezha nodded in understanding, waved his hand, and said, "Then just keep it. I don’t lack sticks to use anyway."

Kong Xuan felt a little moved. If you’re not from the Phoenix Clan, you wouldn’t understand how significant this item is to them.

Above them, the East Sea Dragon King watched the two whispering to one another and found it quite annoying. Although he couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying, as an adult dragon, wasn’t it obvious?

The world’s falling apart—since when does the Phoenix Clan show up in the Dragon Palace to flirt?

Not that he dared to say anything. The Old Dragon King was terrified of Kong Xuan, so much that the way she looked at desserts was enough to trigger his primal fear.

After finishing their private chat, Nezha carried on feasting and drinking, then casually asked, "Old Dragon King, about the gap in your Dragon Clan’s deep-sea Sea Eye—wasn’t it me who patched it up out of my own pocket? Shouldn’t the Dragon Clan reimburse me?"

The Old Dragon King’s face immediately darkened. The Dragon King family didn’t have any spare grain left! Leaving aside the fact that Nezha had already fleeced them multiple times, when Nezha repaired the Returning Ruins, the Dragon Clan had paid out of pocket.

Then they’d shelled out again for paid labor in the West. None of the Divine Dragons in the Ancestor Dragon Hall would contribute a single coin. Everything had been extorted from the Four Sea Dragon Kings and the Sea Clan.

And now he wants more? Why not sell me off while you’re at it!

"Your Majesty the Emperor, you see, could we perhaps delay this a bit? Our Dragon Clan really..."

"Oh? If that’s the case, should I reopen the gap again?"

"No, no, no! Your Majesty, I’ll figure something out! I’ll figure it out!"

With a thick stack of material lists in hand, the Old Dragon King went off to find the other Three Sea Dragon Kings to discuss. There was no choice—Dragon Clans existed as bloodline-based groups.

The purity of their bloodlines determined their status and the upper limits of their strength. The East Sea Dragon King’s bloodline was mediocre; he was a Dragon King in front of other Sea Clans, but in the Ancestor Dragon Hall, he was nothing.

Thinking you can take my treasures to fill that hole? Keep dreaming!

The Four Sea Dragon Kings decided together to scour the Sea Clans once more. Their own Treasure Vaults had been running low lately as well. As for how the clans below them would feel, they didn’t care.

No matter what kind of Dragon Clan it was, their ability to gather wealth was top-notch. By the time Nezha finished his meal, the East Sea Dragon King was all smiles, delivering the items Nezha demanded.

Nezha handed the portion Kong Xuan needed for healing to her. After the two left the Dragon Palace, they went their separate ways. Nezha had never been to the Ancestor Dragon Hall, but it should be located above the Sea Eye. Previously, it had been hidden through some unknown means, but now it no longer was.

The task of entering the Ancestor Dragon Hall was left to Nezha alone. For Kong Xuan, a Phoenix Clan member, showing up at the Dragons’ headquarters would be blatant provocation. As proud as she was, she wouldn’t dare claim she could wipe out the Dragon Clan on her own.

Above the Sea Eye, Nezha didn’t enter directly. He hid the Mountain and River Map in his robes, then took out Hao Tian’s decree, circulated his mana, and began to read it aloud.

Logically, the Dragon Clan wouldn’t dare act against him. But what if some dragon lost its mind?

Soon, the seawater churned, opening up an automatic passageway. Coming to greet him was Nezha’s old acquaintance, Lao Ba (Fu Xi).

"Lao Ba, long time no see."

Originally brimming with enthusiasm, Fu Xi’s face immediately darkened. As a cultured dragon, being called Lao Ba sounded wrong no matter how he heard it. So he knowingly asked, "Might I ask what business my young friend has with our Dragon Clan?"

Nezha chuckled mischievously, showing no sign that he was the one who captured Ancestor Dragon not too long ago.

"His Majesty Hao Tian asked me to deliver a message. You wouldn’t want the Dragon Clan’s karmic burden to increase, would you?"

As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers together.

Fu Xi: ???

Nezha conveyed Hao Tian’s two conditions. Fu Xi paused for a moment, neither agreeing nor refusing, then turned and led Nezha into the Ancestor Dragon Hall.

The Ancestor Dragon Hall was called a hall, but in reality, it was a vast realm dependent on the Ancestor Dragon Ball. All beings in this world carried traces of Dragon Clan bloodline to some degree.

"Regarding the Heavenly Four Spirits, our Dragon Clan will naturally select someone to inherit the position. As for the compensation, you can collect it back at the Dragon Palace of the East Sea. However, concerning Second Uncle—he’s already gone mad. Does the Heavenly Court still intend to apprehend him?"

Nezha remained noncommittal. Saying he’s mad makes it okay? Can I just kill you now and call it madness afterward?

"Heavenly Rules cannot be violated. The Candle Dragon must be captured and brought to justice to uphold the Heavenly Laws."

Arriving at the Ancestor Dragon Hall, a group of Mirage Dragons, who usually spent their time sleeping, appeared one after another. Their eyes widened at the sight of Nezha. Nezha, unbothered, stared boldly back at each of them, engaging in an intense stare-down with the dragons.

Due to recent events, the Dragon Clan’s Qi Fortune had plummeted to rock bottom. The probability of pure-blooded dragons reproducing had significantly decreased, and the survival rate of young dragons was dropping sharply. This was a fatal blow for an entire race.

All these were the repercussions of increased karma and declining Qi Fortune.

So Nezha wasn’t in a rush. The anxious ones should be the Dragon Clan.

A group of Divine Dragons debated endlessly but arrived at no conclusions. These were relics of ancient times, completely out of touch with the current era, so they had no choice but to submit to the Heavenly Court’s arrangements.

In the end, Fu Xi was chosen to succeed the position of the Heavenly Four Spirits, and the Candle Dragon was handed over to the Heavenly Court as promised.

Nezha followed Fu Xi to the supposed sealing site, where he saw an old man in a red robe, his eyes closed, sitting alone in a wheelchair. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

"Are you the Candle Dragon?"

The old man lifted his head. "What dragon?"

"Candle Dragon!"

"Candle what?"

"Candle Dragon! Are you nuts?"

"Ah, yes."

Nezha: ...

According to the Dragon Clan, the Candle Dragon’s mind was lost in chaotic timelines. Whether he was faking or genuinely mad didn’t matter much to Nezha.

What mattered was that he needed to bring the dragon back.

"Lao Ba, open the seal."

Fu Xi hesitated, uncertain if this was a test from Nezha. "Second Uncle’s condition is very unstable. What if..."

Nezha pulled out the Chaos Bell and replied, "There is no ’what if.’"

Fu Xi: Fine, you have the Chaos Bell, so you win.

Fu Xi began forming hand seals to break the intricately large array. But after watching for a moment, Nezha had already thought of four ways to dismantle it.

It wasn’t that Nezha was insanely skilled, but the Dragon Clan’s array patterns were too outdated. These Divine Dragons spent their time eating, sleeping, mating, and eating again, entirely lacking any ambition or progress.

Honestly, in Nezha’s eyes, the Four Sea Dragon Kings were better. At least, when they spent money outside, it bought them some influence.