All Beings Will Save Me [Mythology Crossover] - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

In Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun’s long life of cultivating the Dao, he had probably never encountered someone as arrogant and unbridled as Nezha—someone who did not hold the rules and standards of the world in his eyes even for a moment. However, as he was usually on very close terms with Taiyi Zhenren, Taiyi’s disciple was equivalent to half a disciple of his own. Therefore, he naturally felt an impulse to discipline Nezha.

“I offer words of kind persuasion, yet you, a little fellow born with the bone of rebellion, actually want to poke me three times with your spear as well. Your killing nature is truly far too great.” Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun frowned. “Fine, fine, today I shall discipline you for a bit on behalf of your master!”

Jiang Ganqing moved the tip of his spear away from Li Jing, but kept one foot firmly planted on him. The latter’s windpipe had been cleanly severed, and he could only make “he-he” sounds from his mouth, his blood soaking a small patch of the ground.

Though he relied on a cultivator’s robust physical constitution that far surpassed ordinary people, he hadn’t completely stopped breathing for the time being. However, if he wasn’t given medical treatment immediately but was left to remain in this state, then the distance to the final conclusion was only a matter of time.

But looking at Jiang Ganqing’s manner, it was very clear that he would not allow Li Jing to get that chance.

Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun did not come alone. Not all masters were as over-indulgent toward their disciples as Taiyi Zhenren. For the vast majority of master-disciple relationships, a disciple also had the responsibility of serving their master. Unless the master took the initiative to release them for training or they had already completed their apprenticeship, they needed to follow and serve by their master’s side.

And Wenshu Tianzun’s disciple was not a stranger to either Li Jing or Nezha, for it was none other than Li Jing’s eldest son, Jinzha.

Like Muzha, Jinzha had also been learning arts at Mount Wulong for many years. In the eight years since Nezha’s birth, he had likewise never returned home, and of course, it was even less likely that he would recognize this younger brother Nezha.

He stood behind Wenshu Tianzun with bloodshot eyes. He recognized at a glance that the person lying on the ground, whose life or death was uncertain, was his father. Instantly, his head heated up. How could he care about anything else? Gripping a steel whip in his hand, he rushed forward, intending to fight a match of victory and defeat against Jiang Ganqing.

Jiang Ganqing gave an “um” and did not personally engage him in combat. He merely stomped his foot heavily on the Wind Fire Wheels, and the two golden circles wreathed in flames charged straight toward the opponent, actually going back and forth with Jinzha, fighting with great intensity.

Seeing this scene, Wenshu Tianzun was inwardly surprised, though it did not show on his face.

If he remembered correctly, this disciple of Taiyi’s had been born only seven-plus years ago; even by nominal age, he had only spent eight winters and summers in this world. Yet Jinzha had been consistently diligent since becoming his disciple, and after twenty-plus years, he could be considered to have caught a first glimpse of the doorway to the Dao…

Now, he was actually only fit to fight a draw against his younger brother’s magical treasures. What a terrifying thing this was.

“How interesting.” Jiang Ganqing said softly. “Why is it that the moment I want to kill Li Jing, people trying to stop me pop up like bamboo shoots after a rain, one after another? Yet back then, when Nezha was being questioned by the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas at Chentang Pass—using a blade to slice off his own meat piece by piece and carve away his own bone—where were you all?”

“When Nezha’s temporary palace was destroyed and the golden statue used for his soul to rest and recover was smashed, where were you all then?”

He wasn’t trying to be sarcastic. He was asking his confusion with sincere emotion. However, no one present could answer this question. Even Jinzha shifted his gaze without realizing it, unwilling to meet Jiang Ganqing’s eyes.

“No one is answering?” Jiang Ganqing laughed. “It’s fine. I just hope you can maintain your silence in the future just as you are doing now.”

Scorching fire-attribute spiritual power gathered in his palm. Jiang Ganqing intended to give Li Jing one final finishing blow and directly hand him a ticket to the Investiture of the Gods list. However, Wenshu Tianzun naturally could not allow such a thing to happen before his eyes. He hurriedly threw the Dragon-Stupefying Pillar toward Jiang Ganqing. It dispersed in the air into seven golden steel rings and flew toward Jiang Ganqing.

Jiang Ganqing did not dodge or press forward. He simply took out the Golden Universe Ring and gave it a shake.

“They are both rings. I just don’t know who will come out on top when your treasure is compared to the Golden Universe Ring.”

Wenshu Tianzun instantly fell into a strange silence.

Taiyi! Exactly how are you raising your disciple? Why are you putting every single treasure on his person?!

At this time, Wenshu Tianzun did not yet know that Taiyi Zhenren still had treasures like the Yin-Yang Swords, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, and the Golden Brick that hadn’t been handed over to Nezha’s hands yet. Otherwise, he might truly have had a mental breakdown…

Wenshu Tianzun, mindful of his status, did not want to personally fight Nezha. Throwing the Dragon-Stupefying Pillar just now was already his limit. Who knew it would be so easily neutralized by Jiang Ganqing, instead placing Wenshu Tianzun in an awkward, suspended position.

Someone let out a sigh.

“How did you promise me before? Why did you run out by yourself the moment I turned around?”

Taiyi Zhenren, who had been observing from a distance all along, could finally sit still no longer. The situation was at such a stalemate. If he didn’t show up now, the opportunity would be gone, and there would really be no way to play out the scene.

Wenshu Tianzun finally had a step to climb down, so he followed up by jokingly scolding Taiyi Zhenren: “He is clearly your disciple, yet why must I be the one to help discipline him?”

Jiang Ganqing did not respond, but simply kept his head tilted, staring at Taiyi.

“Does Master mean,” he said slowly, “that I shouldn’t come to settle this account with Li Jing?”

“That wasn’t how you promised me before.”

Taiyi Zhenren stared at the questioning gaze Wenshu Tianzun directed toward him, feeling only a headache.

Disciples are all debts. Today he finally understood the meaning of that phrase.

“When has Master’s promise to you ever not counted…”

“Then let me kill Li Jing, and I ask Master not to make things difficult for your disciple.”

Taiyi Zhenren almost couldn’t catch his breath.

He really wanted to tweak Nezha’s ears. Exactly who is making things difficult for whom right now?

“I want to kill him once.” Jiang Ganqing said. “Since I have now returned to life, I don’t need much. Just let me kill Li Jing once. As for afterward, whether you want to call his soul back or resurrect him, it will have nothing more to do with Nezha.”

“The karma between father and son was already returned with bone and flesh in the past. What I am avenging today is the grievance of the destruction of my golden statue and temporary palace. I presume you all can understand that?”

“Nonsense!” Jinzha couldn’t help but roar. “Nezha, he is our father! You cannot do this!”

What answered him was the youth’s clean and efficient spear strike. In a situation where no one present could react in time, he harvested Li Jing’s final breath.

Meeting Jinzha’s shocked and furious gaze, as well as the stunned and complex expressions of Taiyi Zhenren and Wenshu Tianzun, he curled the corners of his mouth and revealed an excessively brilliant smile.

“You’re wrong.”

Jiang Ganqing let out a laugh.

“I can.”

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