Rebirth of Nezha in the Investiture of the Gods

Fierce Tiger City lies three cities away from Hundred Spider City. Truth be told, it's not exactly near, but compared to the vastness of the Demon Clan world, it can indeed be considered close.

Currently, Ao Yu and Yang Chan are in the Beiming Territory. If nothing unexpected occurs, they should have already rendezvoused with Yu Ding.

With Yu Ding present, Li Mingzhu didn't need to worry too much about their safety. Besides, the strength of these two was fairly impressive, so likely, nothing should go awry. Yet, for some reason, Li Mingzhu felt a hint of unease in his heart.

Perhaps it was that concern disturbs clear judgment, Li Mingzhu thought to himself.

Traveling swiftly at full speed, Li Mingzhu spent a full day before finally arriving at Fierce Tiger City.

"Halt!"

Outside Fierce Tiger City, a group of Demon Clan soldiers intercepted Li Mingzhu. They scrutinized him for a while before producing some sort of map and comparing it to his likeness. Without further explanation, they apprehended him.

"Now, gentlemen, what is the meaning of this? I just arrived in Fierce Tiger City and haven't committed any crimes!"

Li Mingzhu spoke with a smile, not resisting as the soldiers took him away. This was clearly Yang Jian's doing.

No surprise there—it was likely a scheme to quickly locate him. Yang Jian must have already received news about Yang Chan and Ao Yu, but lacked any leads on Li Mingzhu, hence devising such a method.

Escorted to the City Lord Mansion, Li Mingzhu naturally met Yang Jian. As expected, their reunion involved plenty of biting sarcasm hurled back and forth.

Nevertheless, Yang Jian proved himself loyal. Upon learning about Li Mingzhu's physical dilemma, he unhesitatingly brought out all the Spiritual Objects in Fierce Tiger City.

Li Mingzhu was deeply moved by this gesture, though he didn't let it show on his face. His words to Yang Jian remained unfiltered, but inwardly, he made note of the favor.

Compared to Li Mingzhu laboring to gather fragmented bits of information, Yang Jian's knowledge was far more comprehensive. Overall, the strength of this Demon Clan world was relatively weak.

Even a Taiyi Golden Immortal ranked as a dominant figure, while the monarchs of its various dynasties and their top experts were merely at the Daluo Golden Immortal level, wielding primitive Daoist Skills akin to some undeveloped prehistoric realm.

The situation aligned with Li Mingzhu's expectations—though when it came to the treasure, there was no concrete news. It seemed the Demon Clan hadn't left any treasure in this world at all.

"What do you think—where might this so-called Demon Treasure be hidden?"

With his physical body restored, Li Mingzhu engaged Yang Jian in discussion.

"The Ten Absolute Realms!"

Yang Jian's response was concise and decisive. By his reckoning, only the Ten Absolute Realms might harbor treasure. After all, Minghe had exhausted Beiming's royal treasury yet uncovered nothing.

Moreover, the highest-grade magical treasures in this world were no better than Acquired Spirit Treasures forged by the demons themselves. Most of the materials for these treasures came drifting out of the Ten Absolute Realms, pointing everything towards them.

"That must be it. Then, should we head to the Absolute Heaven Storm to confront Minghe's avatar?"

With his physical body restored, Li Mingzhu was naturally eager to settle scores with Minghe's avatar. Based on their deduction, Minghe was likely heading to the Absolute Heaven Storm, so heading to Hundred Spider City might only result in a wasted effort.

"Sure!"

Yang Jian remained as terse as ever—whether out of an unwillingness to converse more with Li Mingzhu, or simply his naturally economical speech, was hard to say.

"Let's move out!"

Since Yang Jian didn't wish to elaborate, Li Mingzhu didn't waste additional words. The two set off together towards the Absolute Heaven Storm.

Located atop the peak of Jun Mountain, the mention of Jun Mountain immediately reminded Li Mingzhu of Xiaoqian, that Rabbit Clan girl. After dealing with Minghe, he resolved to check on her.

Both being at the Peak of the Fifth Rotation in Profound Skill, their full-speed travel outstripped anything Li Mingzhu had managed before his body's recovery. In just two hours, they arrived at Jun Mountain.

"There's blood in the air!"

Yang Jian spoke gravely, the smell unmistakably that of Minghe.

Li Mingzhu had also detected it, but his expression grew grim—not just from the blood-soaked aura of Minghe, but the faint presence of the Rabbit Clan's energy.

"Wait here—I'll be right back!"

Li Mingzhu realized Minghe was drawn to the lingering trace of energy he himself had left with the Rabbit Clan. Wasting no time, he dashed toward their territory, mindful of Minghe's ruthlessness and unwilling to imagine what horrors might be unfolding!

Yang Jian found Li Mingzhu's sudden departure perplexing but followed after him—after all, the two were currently allied in battle.

Only an hour ago, Minghe's Blood God Child avatar had arrived at Jun Mountain. Originally, Minghe had planned to head straight to the Absolute Heaven Storm, but sensing Li Mingzhu's lingering energy, he detoured toward the Rabbit Clan.

Upon reaching the Rabbit Clan, Minghe could still faintly detect Li Mingzhu's aura, though it had grown weak. Sweeping his Divine Sense, he confirmed Li Mingzhu was no longer present.

While known for his ruthlessness, Minghe wasn't one to slaughter the innocent without reason. Thus, he refrained from harming the Rabbit Clan.

One could say that these feeble Rabbits weren't even worth his effort.

Frustrated by his failure to locate Li Mingzhu, Minghe—an established Quasi-Saint—wasn't petty enough to let his anger drive him to massacre the innocents.

Though his Cultivation Technique leaned heavily toward the demonic path, he found such acts beneath him.

Li Mingzhu's panicked assumption that Minghe would target the Rabbit Clan stemmed from his tension and concern. What Li Mingzhu hadn't accounted for was Minghe's stature—massacring innocents was simply beneath him.

Still, Minghe's infamous deeds in the Primordial World and their past clashes painted him as insidious and unscrupulous, naturally leading Li Mingzhu to adopt the worst assumptions.

Initially prepared to leave Rabbit Village, Minghe's Divine Sense detected Xiaoqian. Though Xiaoqian boasted decent aptitude, she ordinarily wouldn't catch Minghe's attention.

Yet, her pure-hearted nature stood out, piquing Minghe's interest. His Blood God Scripture, though bordering on demonic cultivation, favored disciples with an untainted heart.

This demonic cultivation technique presented numerous obstacles and temptations along the path of practice. Xiaoqian's innocence promised a smoother journey.

Thinking of Ding Yin in the Earthly Shu Mountain, who became a villainous demon after mastering the Blood God Scripture, one could grasp the significance of selecting a suitable disciple.

A good successor was a rarity. Hence, Minghe simply extended his hand and pulled Xiaoqian before him, adopting a deliberately gentle demeanor to avoid alarming his prospective First Disciple.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he altered his visage, it remained hard for anyone to believe him capable of kindness.

"Young one, how about becoming my disciple? Follow this old ancestor, and you're destined to become a Quasi-Saint—perhaps even someday exceeding my own achievements!"

This ancestral Minghe, unused to accepting disciples, spoke like a scheming uncle luring a child with candy. Though his smile claimed benevolence, to the Rabbit Village onlookers who had gathered in alarm, it appeared more menacing than anything.

Xiaoqian, while capable of perceiving Minghe's goodwill, found his scarlet visage unsettling, sparking no affection toward him.