Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha

The childbirth was a very smooth affair.

Mother and son are safe.

The sun rises.

Nezha felt full of strength within himself again.

What should this child be named?

He initially planned to name him Li Zha, but then thought Li Zha's past life was too arduous, so he dismissed the idea.

The name was chosen by Qiu Chuyao.

Li Dongxi.

Not long after the child was born, the Little Dragon Girl found Nezha and told him that this child also had no talent for cultivation.

Nezha understood what the Little Dragon Girl meant.

He smiled and said, "There's no need to insist on cultivation; a hundred years of human life can be equally wonderful."

The Little Dragon Girl asked, "Are you comforting yourself?"

Nezha shook his head and said, "From the moment we are born, we all unknowingly stride towards death, and while the journey between life and death is undeniably terrifying, it is nothing substantial to worry about."

"It's easy for you to say such things while you're alive."

"Perhaps you don't know that I've also died before."

The Little Dragon Girl stared into Nezha's eyes and suddenly asked, "Can we still be friends?"

"We will always be friends."

After the Little Dragon Girl left, Yun Xiao once again emerged from the Stone Milk Cave.

Nezha couldn't help but ask, "Is there any way to completely destroy the entrance to this cave?"

"Say that again when you become a Quasi-Saint."

Nezha nodded and said, "I've been cultivating for only a few years and have already reached the Golden Immortal Peak. Now, having mastered the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill, I am omnipotent. Just one more heavenly tribulation to become a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and I feel the Daluo Golden Immortal is within reach."

Yun Xiao glanced at him and said, "Throughout the ages, there have been few who advanced in cultivation as swiftly as this, but those few are different from you."

Nezha asked, "How are they different?"

Yun Xiao said, "They have innate intelligence, fundamentally different from ordinary people, and some aren't even human. Although you also have talent, it's not necessarily better than mine. Reaching this point is just luck."

"I've learned something."

"My elder brother is dead."

Upon hearing this, Nezha was first stunned, then realized that the Yun Xiao before him was referring to none other than Zhao Gongming.

Yun Xiao seized the Nail Head Seven Arrows Book.

The Treasure Falling Gold Coin is in my hand.

Zhao Gongming also had the Holy Artifact Sea Calming Pearl.

Quasi-Saint cultivation.

But he still died.

Clearly, one person's strength cannot contend against the Chan Sect.

Nezha said, "If things continue like this, not only he will die, but you, senior, will also die."

Yun Xiao sat down in front of him, gazed at the lake water, watched a fish leap up, and then saw it fixed in the air alongside the splash.

Nezha glanced at it, then looked up and turned around, becoming more astonished.

Not only the fish but also the wind in the air, the clouds in the sky, and indeed, the entire world were frozen.

Not only the mortals but also Wu Xiang, the bald monk playing with Lv Zhu nearby, were immobilized.

He stood there, still wearing that gentle smile.

Nezha sincerely said, "Senior, you know what I'm saying, this matter has nothing to do with cultivation."

"I know, if the Chan Sect wants me dead, unless Yuanshi Tianzun and the elder of Eight Scenic Palace personally intervene."

Yun Xiao remained as cold-faced as ever: "And it would still have to be when the Sect Hierarch hasn't intervened. In the past, although I am a Quasi-Saint, seemingly omnipotent, in the eyes of my master, it still counts for nothing. Ultimately, although Quasi-Saints in the world aren't numerous, their number isn't too small either, and they keep rising and falling like bamboo shoots after a shower."

Nezha gave a bitter smile, "I don't understand that. Have you come to tell me that even if I become a Quasi-Saint, it still doesn't mean much?"

Yun Xiao gave him a sidelong glance, saying, "Lu Ya cares about your life and death, the Sect Hierarch cares about your life and death, I do not. These have nothing to do with me. I came because I heard that everything you know is written in a book called 'Fengshen Yanyi'?"

Nezha wondered, could the Tongtian Sect Leader have such a big mouth to spread everything around?

But under Yun Xiao's gaze, as sharp as Sword Qi, he couldn't bring himself to lie.

He had a feeling that if the other merely glanced at him, countless Dao Swords could immediately turn him into mincemeat.

"I want you to write this book down."

"If you want to know, I can tell you."

Yun Xiao smiled and said, "I don't just want to know; I want everyone under heaven to know."

Nezha's heart skipped a beat, then a smile appeared on his face as well, and he said, "Once this action is taken, the situation under heaven is likely to become chaotic. What are you thinking, senior?"

Yun Xiao said, "Shen Gongbao found me."

Shen Gongbao.

Nezha nodded, "In an inevitable defeat, if one seeks even a glimmer of chance to win, a disorder is surely needed. In that case, I'll write it for you."

Two days later, Nezha handed his embellished version of 'Fengshen Yanyi' to Yun Xiao.

He never expected that a book named 'Fengshen Yanyi' would appear in the world of Divine Enthronement and soon be in everyone's hands.

A month later, Li Dongxi's full-month banquet was held.

A year later, Nezha finally walked out of this world.

He went to Zhaoge and found Ding Ce.

It was late at night.

A thatched hut.

A solitary lamp.

Ding Ce was holding a book, reading.

Nezha took a glance from outside the hut and saw he was reading 'Fengshen Yanyi'.

He knocked on the door. Ding Ce saw him, a little surprised but without much joy on his face, yet still invited him in.

Nezha said, "Visiting an old friend, aren't you going to invite me to the Spring Breeze Building to have some fun? What's with the long face?"

Ding Ce said, "Can't you see I'm reading the Heavenly Book?"

"I saw it. So what? Reading the Heavenly Book is something special, huh? I wrote that book."

Ding Ce waved his hand and said, "I know you wrote it, but in it, you wrote that ultimately I died at your hands."

Nezha glared at him and said, "The one who killed you was the Spirit Pearl, and the Spirit Pearl has already died by my hand, and now that King Zhou is dead, you no longer need to serve him."

With bright and piercing eyes, Ding Ce said to him, "You traitor, regicide and rebellion, and you dare to appear at my house. If found, my whole family would be executed."

"Keep it low profile, keep it low profile."

"Do you know, Yumao'er is dead." Ding Ce suddenly said.

Nezha was taken aback and asked, "How did she die?"

Ding Ce said, "Caught a cold when spring began, died in two days, and called a name continuously as she died."

"Me?"

"Don't flatter yourself. It was a scholar named Li Wen."

Nezha asked, "Who is Li Wen?"

Ding Ce said, "How would I know? Probably another heartless man who gave her promises and hope. Anyway, what are you here for?"

Nezha said, "What else to do, fulfilling the duty of a friend. Hope that when Xiqi attacks, you don't do something foolish, just follow the will of heaven and be an ordinary person."

"Xiqi attacks?"

Ding Ce just smiled and said, "Nezha, how long has it been since you cared about matters of the world?"

Nezha didn't mind and said, "Just a year, has something happened in this world?"