All Beings Will Save Me [Mythology Crossover] - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Jiang Ganqing answered obediently, yet Taiyi Zhenren clearly did not feel at ease because of it.

Quite the opposite, his movements stiffened, and he no longer looked relaxed or elegant as before; instead, he wore an expression as if facing a formidable enemy.

“Nezha.” Taiyi Zhenren weighed his tone and vocabulary, mentally rehearsing every word several times before letting it out, for fear of touching this little ancestor’s bad side, “Are you still unhappy? Or is there somewhere you feel uncomfortable? Or perhaps this new body isn’t quite fitting your soul properly?”

He reached out toward Jiang Ganqing, as if wanting to feel his forehead, looking like he wished he could pick Jiang Ganqing up by the heels to inspect him thoroughly: “If there’s anywhere you feel unwell, you must tell Master, alright?”

Jiang Ganqing: …Is there something wrong with you?

These words were originally meant to be kept in his heart, but Jiang Ganqing wasn’t paying attention and spoke them out subconsciously.

Oops, he thought.

He had never heard of a disciple who dared to speak to their master like this. Would Taiyi fly into a rage in the next second, scold him, and then discover that he wasn’t actually the previous Nezha?

Just as Jiang Ganqing had prepared himself mentally for being discovered and how to deal with it, he heard Taiyi Zhenren let out a laugh of immense relief: “Good, good, it seems your brain is fine.”

“My disciple, I almost wanted to throw away this face of mine and take you to the Jade Void Palace to ask the Great Teacher to personally take a look and see if something went wrong with the soul-returning technique on your body.”

Jiang Ganqing felt he understood the unspoken meaning behind Taiyi Zhenren’s words, but he would rather he hadn’t.

So, Nezha’s previous attitude toward you was like that?

What kind of twisted master-disciple relationship is this?

Jiang Ganqing was born of heaven and earth and had never had a master. Could it be that because he stayed in the gap between life and death for too long, he could no longer understand the trends of the outside world?

Jiang Ganqing’s expression gradually became solemn.

Taiyi Zhenren intended to look after his newly returned disciple a bit more, but a siskin outside chirped three times. He was anxious to go check it out, so he could only repeatedly and worriedly urge Jiang Ganqing: “You have just returned your soul. The integration and adjustment between soul and body still need some time. Do not run around anywhere these few days. Stay obediently here in my Jinguang Cave, do you understand?”

However, he knew the nature of the little demon star Nezha best. To make him listen, he had to add a few bargaining chips to his request: “If you are obedient, I will absolutely not stop you when you go to find Li Jing for revenge later; also, that Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover you took a liking to before, I will give it to you as well, how about it?”

Jiang Ganqing nodded.

This was truly a profitable deal. Let alone the fact that it was Jiang Ganqing here, even if it were Nezha himself, after weighing the options, he would certainly have agreed to Taiyi Zhenren’s proposal.

Only then did Taiyi Zhenren depart with peace of mind, though he did not forget to instruct the boy attendants to keep a close eye on Nezha before leaving. The moment this brat showed any signs of wanting to cause trouble, they were to notify him immediately without hesitation.

The boy naturally nodded in agreement.

Taiyi Zhenren left, looking back every few steps. The boy had always feared this senior brother Nezha, who feared neither heaven nor earth. Seeing Jiang Ganqing lie down on the high platform in the middle of the lotus pond instead of doing something disruptive, he was overjoyed. How could he be so blind as to go up and disturb Nezha’s peace?

The place became completely silent, becoming a territory belonging solely to Jiang Ganqing.

Only after the boy withdrew did Jiang Ganqing take the Spirit Pearl out again. It was a fist-sized pearl, translucent, refracting the seven colors of the rainbow under the sunlight. Just looking at it, one felt an overwhelming surge of spiritual energy.

He thus miraculously understood something.

This was Nezha.

“You truly did as you said and gave this chance of returning to life to me.” Jiang Ganqing toyed with the Spirit Pearl in his hand for a moment and let out a laugh, “Whether it was intentional or accidental, I must admit, this has become the key to breaking my predicament, a massive stroke of destiny.”

He pressed the Spirit Pearl against his brow.

The Spirit Pearl became burning hot in an instant, then merged bit by bit into Jiang Ganqing’s body, being properly placed and nurtured within his sea of consciousness.

And the memories belonging to Nezha slowly unfolded before Jiang Ganqing’s eyes.

A child of great natural power and extraordinary origins, a birth that was not anticipated, a father who feared his existence, brothers he had never met, and a mother who was the only one who didn’t treat him like a monster but loved him dearly.

As he grew older, he sought a master to learn arts, possessing power far too great for his age. Because of this, he incurred the enmity of the Dragon Clan of the East Sea, and finally committed suicide at Chentang Pass—stripping his bones for his father and carving his flesh for his mother, completely settling this karmic debt.

If it had ended there, he would have merely been a child with too much bloody character.

However, those memories continued. Jiang Ganqing saw how the hope of Nezha’s rebirth was personally cut down by his own father, and heard how the other party loathed and detested his existence.

No matter how extraordinary his roots or how gifted his talent, Nezha in this life was ultimately just a seven-year-old child; he inevitably felt lost.

Is my existence truly a mistake?

If I hadn’t been born from the beginning, would it have been a better thing instead?

Carrying such questions, he accidentally fell into the gap between life and death where originally only Jiang Ganqing should have been. Even though Taiyi Zhenren called his soul several times, intending to use great divine powers and a great creation to forge a new body for him and lead him down a different path, Nezha vaguely resisted, not wanting to return to this world again.

Jiang Ganqing finished watching these seven years, which weren’t particularly long, and let out a long breath.

“The Spirit Pearl of Nuwa—what nobility and arrogance that should be. To be so insulted by the mundane world, it is only natural to feel resentment.”

Jiang Ganqing rose from the stone platform, brushed aside the layers of lotus flowers and leaves on the pond surface, stepped across the pond water, and came to the land by the pond side.

He leaned over to look at his face reflected in the water.

It did not belong to Jiang Ganqing, but to Nezha. A young boy, with red lips and white teeth, a face as fair as powder, eyes that seemed to have golden light flowing within them, and a fiery red lotus mark between his brows.

Jiang Ganqing laughed.

This smile bore a thirty-percent resemblance to Nezha’s usual one, yet it was far more high-spirited and radiant. It also seemed to carry a hint of natural nobility, an unparalleled prestige.

“Since I promised you, I will definitely see it through.”

Jiang Ganqing’s fingers moved.

The Red Armillary Sash and the Golden Universe Ring appeared out of thin air, landing on his body. But not only that—Taiyi Zhenren had clearly prepared grand gifts for his disciple’s rebirth. Although he didn’t have time to personally deliver them to Nezha due to his hurried departure, the moment Jiang Ganqing circulated his spiritual power now, the pair of Wind Fire Wheels and the Fire-Tipped Spear burning with flames flew over from somewhere in Jinguang Cave, dancing intimately around Jiang Ganqing.

“As expected of the Chan Sect, under the tutelage of the Three Pure Sages, the family business is indeed grand.”

Jiang Ganqing reached out to catch the Fire-Tipped Spear, while the Wind Fire Wheels automatically flew under his feet to serve as a means of transportation.

“Let me think, where should we start?” Jiang Ganqing pondered for a moment and smiled refinedly, “Hmm, I have a good idea.”

He said to the Spirit Pearl in his sea of consciousness: “Why don’t we start with that Regional Commander Li, who smashed your divine statue and destroyed your temporary palace?”

“How about it?”

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