Rebirth of Nezha in the Investiture of the Gods

The Absolute Heaven Fan had been gifted by Yang Jian to Yang Chan, which essentially meant it ended up in Li Mingzhu's hands. As an exceptional Innate Spiritual Treasure, it was quite formidable in offense.

Most importantly, the Absolute Heaven Fan was perfectly suited to Yang Chan. As for the other six Innate Spiritual Treasures, naturally, they were taken from those Loose Cultivators.

Li Mingzhu genuinely benefited as the fisherman who reaped the rewards. Those Loose Cultivators entered the perilous land and lost countless lives, only for their spoils to ultimately end up in Li Mingzhu's hands.

At East Abyss Qiankun Lake and Nine Sword Mountain, there were two Innate Spiritual Treasures: one named the Qiankun Plate, found in Qiankun Lake; and the Nine Killings Sword of Nine Sword Mountain. Both were top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasures, comparable in quality to the Immortal Slaying Sword, and while they were not supreme-grade treasures, their killing aura was unparalleled.

Both were top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasures. Li Mingzhu hadn't yet decided who to gift the Qiankun Plate to, but the Nine Killings Sword was undoubtedly destined for Ao Yu.

The weapon's immense killing aura was the most complementary to Ao Yu's Sword Dao.

Meanwhile, at Beiming Eight Desolate Cliff within the Five Elements Pit, two additional Innate Spiritual Treasures were acquired: the Eight Desolate Mirror from Eight Desolate Cliff and the Five Elements Lock from the Five Elements Pit.

The Eight Desolate Mirror was a purely aggressive treasure. Even though it was only a top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, its might rivaled many supreme-grade treasures.

The Five Elements Lock was a purely binding treasure. A Daluo Golden Immortal could use it to trap even a Quasi-Saint, an exceedingly powerful artifact akin in function to the Immortal Binding Rope.

One might say the ten Innate Spiritual Treasures left behind by Emperor Jun in the Demon Clan's world were all masterpieces. To think that Emperor Jun had no hidden motives when leaving them behind would be naive. Yet, they had all conveniently fallen into Li Mingzhu's hands.

Reflecting on the past, Li Mingzhu mildly regretted sparing Anan and Kasyapa. At the very least, he should have confiscated their two treasures!

At Southern Ridge Yunmeng Lake, Bihan Pond also held two Innate Spiritual Treasures, one of which was supreme-grade.

The treasures were the Sea Flipping Spear and the Misty Dream Plate. The former, a top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, was comparable to Li Mingzhu's Fire-tipped Spear in quality, though slightly inferior in offensive power. However, its strength lay in its superior control utility, and only real battle could determine its practical effectiveness.

The Misty Dream Plate, a supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, was somewhat lackluster for Li Mingzhu. Its primary function was calculation and divination, with limited practical uses. With the River Map and Luo Book already in his possession, what use did Li Mingzhu have for this Misty Dream Plate?

It was a case of being neither valuable nor worthless, so for now, he decided to keep it close and later pass it to someone suitable.

After sorting through his spoils, Li Mingzhu and Xiao Qian had nearly reached the Blood Sea.

In the Primordial World, Pangu's spilled blood had transformed into this dreadful Blood Sea, hiding countless opportunities within it—though most had been claimed by Minghe.

The waters of the Blood Sea were infamous for their corruption, capable of defiling Primordial Spirits, Magical Treasures, and more. Its poison was unstoppable, leading most in the Primordial World to avoid the Shura Sect with great reverence.

However, aside from Minghe, the Blood Sea had another native resident—a being deeply hidden from sight. Even with Minghe's near-complete integration with the Blood Sea, this figure had remained undiscovered.

Li Mingzhu's visit this time aimed beyond bringing Xiao Qian to seek apprenticeship; he was also searching for signs of this hidden individual.

It was none other than the first mosquito birthed after the heavens were split, titled Wen Dao Ren, notorious for feeding on Spiritual Treasures and the blood essence of expert cultivators.

In the later Myriad Immortals Formation battle, this creature famously exploited Jie Yin's lapse in concentration to consume three grades of the Twelve Grade Golden Lotus and even poisoned Gui Ling Saint Mother, who had been trapped within its petals.

Since Gui Ling Saint Mother was both a member of the Jie Sect and Li Mingzhu's elder, he naturally wouldn't let such a tragedy repeat.

Though future events might not necessarily unfold in the same way, taking precautions was always prudent.

As Li Mingzhu stepped into the Blood Sea, Minghe immediately sensed his arrival. A smile crossed his lips, accompanied by inner relief. He had worried the young girl might reject his offer for apprenticeship, but now that concern was finally resolved.

"Bo Xun, go out and receive them. Remember to be respectful. If you mess this up, don't blame me for being harsh!"

Minghe commanded sternly to the hideously ugly giant beside him—this was the Shura Sect's top expert after Minghe, Zizaitian Bo Xun, the leader among its Four Great Demon Kings.

The Shura Sect's first batch of followers had all been personally created by Minghe, using the Blood Sea Water mixed with restless spirits of the Primordial World. They were akin to Minghe's children, utterly loyal to him.

Although Bo Xun didn't understand why Minghe was being so cautious, he dared not disobey.

The Shura Clan had one distinctive characteristic: the men were grotesquely hideous, while the women were astonishingly beautiful. Li Mingzhu's first sight of Zizaitian Bo Xun left him momentarily startled.

To everyone's surprise, Xiao Qian was unperturbed, her perception sensing Bo Xun's goodwill.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist. The Daoist Ancestor has invited you."

Though a Demon King, Zizaitian Bo Xun was simply an honest man with a frightening appearance. Unsure how to express politeness, he chose to escort Li Mingzhu straight into the depths of the Blood Sea.

"Understood."

Li Mingzhu said little, following Zizaitian Bo Xun into the Blood Sea.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long!"

Before Li Mingzhu had a chance to carefully observe the Shura Sect's stronghold, Minghe appeared before him, demonstrating his regard for Xiao Qian.

He even humbly lowered his status by addressing Li Mingzhu as "Fellow Daoist," showing his sincerity and avoiding unnecessary complications.

Recognizing Minghe's genuine intentions, Li Mingzhu straightforwardly replied: "Senior Minghe, since Xiao Qian is willing to enter your tutelage, I, a mere apprentice Daoist, naturally wouldn't interfere. However, this title of Fellow Daoist is far too great an honor for me."

In the Primordial World, status was mostly determined by strength. Addressing Minghe as "Fellow Daoist," however, was a privilege reserved for few within the Jie Sect, excluding everyone but Duobao.

For Li Mingzhu, whose status wouldn't even make the cut for such respect, it was entirely inappropriate. After all, Minghe had once been a figure capable of discussing the Dao alongside Saints.

"Haha, I admit I was a bit rash in my wording. Little friend, don't take offense."

Minghe laughed, his mood clearly buoyant regardless.

"Xiao Qian, hurry up and greet your mentor!"

Li Mingzhu urged the young girl beside him.

"No rush, no rush. Before accepting a disciple, there are a few things I must ask first." Minghe suddenly shifted to a serious tone.

"Please go ahead, senior,"

Li Mingzhu didn't interfere—after all, formal apprenticeship ceremonies were never trivial. Even when he had accepted Tiger Fool as a disciple, he had laid down rules.

"Xiao Qian, since you're willing to join my sect, are you willing to follow my precepts?"

This sounded like a vow-taking ritual. Typically, different sects had similar protocols, much like Li Mingzhu had established guidelines for Tiger Fool.

"I am willing!"

"Excellent. Listen closely. The Blood Sea isn't too vast or too small, and though in the Primordial World we may not be among the topmost powers, we are formidable. My only requirement for you after you complete your discipleship is this: no matter who provokes you, as long as it isn't a Saint, you mustn't hold back—fight back fiercely!

Killing a Loose Cultivator is no problem; I'll take responsibility. If it's a Saint's disciple, just leave them breathing, and I'll still stand by you. If you can't defeat them, just come back to call for reinforcements. The Four Great Demon Kings and the Four Great Demon Generals are at your disposal, and if that's not enough, I'll personally intervene!"

When Minghe finished speaking, everyone present was utterly dumbfounded. This was a vow-taking ritual?

Are you sure this wasn't just a declaration of protective favoritism?