Rebirth of Nezha in the Investiture of the Gods

"Li Mingzhu greets Teacher, Eldest Senior Uncle, and all Senior Uncles."

After the great battle, the members of the Jie Sect gathered together. Li Mingzhu, being the youngest, naturally stepped forward to offer her respects first.

"No need for excessive formality. Mingzhu, we elders have heard of your deeds recently; very impressive!"

Duobao said with a smile, clearly very pleased with Li Mingzhu.

"Indeed, but there's still some causality to be resolved!"

The Wudang Saint Mother also smiled, though her words carried deeper meaning. She seemed to be referring to Li Mingzhu and the Pangu Heart.

Since she had obtained such an extraordinary opportunity, she would naturally also have to bear the associated causality. While Gonggong must meet his end, the Wu Clan itself was not destined to perish.

It seemed that not only Li Mingzhu had discerned the intentions of the Chan Sect's eleven Golden Immortals, but Duobao and the others had also caught on, as expected from long-time rivals.

However, these individuals did not intend to head to the Wu Clan directly. They were already assured, thanks to Ao Yu's communication, that the Wu Clan would certainly escape. Their intent was instead to resolve causality and, in a way, help the Wu Clan end the Chan Sect Golden Immortals' pursuit once and for all.

"It must be so. Still, I require the protection of you seniors!"

The Pangu Heart was already severely depleted. If delayed further, the benefits to be gained would decrease even more.

"Indeed!"

The eight True Disciples of the Jie Sect spoke in unison. They were undoubtedly delighted at the prospect of Li Mingzhu's strength being further enhanced.

They had no jealousy toward Li Mingzhu for possessing such fortune, and in this aspect, Li Mingzhu could rest assured.

Li Mingzhu immediately began absorbing the power of Pangu's Heart right then and there. It was pitiful that Gonggong's tens of thousands of years of effort culminated in only a fleeting invincibility before ultimately serving as a wedding robe for Li Mingzhu.

In ancient times, Pangu's Heart not only boasted far greater power and effectiveness than now, but it also contained impurities and overwhelming resentment that were incomparable to the present. If not for this, the Wu Clan might have already produced a Saint.

After all, if the Wu Clan could produce a Saint, would they still have to worry about the continuation of their lineage being hindered by the absence of Pangu's Heart?

After all, the creative power of a Saint was something known throughout the Primordial World. It wasn't that the Wu Clan didn't want to use Pangu's Heart to produce a Saint; it was simply that they didn't know how.

It wasn't until Gonggong was suppressed that tens of thousands of years were spent cleansing those impurities and resentments—a process that greatly diminished the efficacy of Pangu's Heart. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easily subdued by Primordial and left with an uncertain fate.

Of course, at this point, Li Mingzhu couldn't concern herself with such matters. Her focus was solely on absorbing the power of Pangu's Heart and strengthening her physical body.

Li Mingzhu was, in fact, puzzled that Primordial hadn't intervened concerning Huanglong. Only now, as she calmed her heart, did she realize that Primordial had not cared about the suppressed Huanglong since descending to the Lower Realm.

This was clearly out of character for Primordial. If Pangu's Heart had fallen into Li Mingzhu's hands, Primordial's non-intervention could be understood—there was no excuse for him to intervene, nor could he set aside his pride to act.

But Huanglong was his True Disciple; his nonchalance was truly beyond Li Mingzhu's expectations.

Nonetheless, since Nvba and Duobao had not brought it up, Li Mingzhu was not about to foolishly mention it. After all, suppressing Huanglong was a significant blow to the Chan Sect's strength.

On the other side, the Wu Clan, having received Ao Yu's communication, harbored no doubts. After all, during Gonggong's emergence, they had already received warnings from Ping Xin Empress, delivered through the underworld spirits on Hou Tu's orders.

Initially, they didn't believe it, contemplating that the rise of their Ancestral Wu might lead them back to their Ancient Times' glory.

But now, having received Ao Yu's message, they no longer held out hope and began preparing for cosmic migration.

In truth, the Wu Clan had little to pack. Migrating with their families, led by the now headless Xing Tian, along with Nine Phoenix and Xiang Liu, they began their journey into the Starry Sky.

Since the Primordial World could no longer accommodate them, migrating to the Starry Sky was their only choice.

Though the Starry Sky held 360 stars, there were, in fact, far more than that. The Wu Clan, not being particular about their living environment, could survive anywhere. They weren't worried about failing to make a living in the vast Starry Sky.

"Thank you, Fairy, for revealing this secret to us. May fate allow us to meet again in the future. The Wu Clan owes you a debt of gratitude!"

Xing Tian, speaking through his navel as his mouth, bellowed loudly. Without waiting for a reply from Ao Yu, he led the Wu Clan into the Starry Sky.

Such is the straightforwardness of the Wu Clan.

In truth, Ao Yu had wanted to say that this was to be expected. Since Li Mingzhu had obtained the Pangu Heart, it was her responsibility to protect the Wu Clan.

But the Wu Clan cared nothing for such matters. If you helped the Wu Clan, you helped them—they cared little for causality.

Even when the Jie Sect later intervened to shield them from pursuit by the Chan Sect's eleven Golden Immortals, they would regard it as meddling. They firmly believed the eleven Golden Immortals couldn't track them down.

The Wu Clan is straightforward and forthright, yet also arrogant. Despite lacking Primordial Spirits and being unable to deduce, they stubbornly believed their guesses were infallible.

Since the ancient battles, the Wu Clan had relocated their stronghold to the Northern Continent, a bitterly cold land where only the Wu Clan and Demon Clan could survive fully. Finding their stronghold would not be difficult for the Chan Sect's eleven Golden Immortals.

"No one here. Seems they just left. Senior Brother Chi Jingzi, most skilled in divination, this will trouble you."

Ci Hang, holding a Jade Purity Bottle of Willow Essence, observed briefly before addressing Chi Jingzi, whose cascading white hair flowed behind him.

"Indeed!"

Chi Jingzi wasted no time and retrieved the Yin Yang Mirror to begin divination. Moments later, the events that had transpired at the Wu Clan's stronghold appeared on the mirror's surface.

Although Chi Jingzi was low-profile among the Twelve Golden Immortals, his cultivation had long reached the Great Perfection of Daluo Golden Immortal, leaving him just one step away from breaking through—a formidable force.

"Looks like eradicating the Wu Clan is out of the question now. We wait here for the Jie Sect's response."

As Senior Brother, Guang Chengzi voiced his decision. The other ten naturally had no objections. Previously, they might have questioned his authority, but now that Guang Chengzi had ascended to Quasi-Saint, defiance was no longer an option.

By the Huai River, Li Mingzhu sat cross-legged, absorbing the power of Pangu's Heart. A mist of spiritual energy surrounded her.

Clearly, she had reached the critical moment. While it might not be enough to let her Nine Revolution Profound Skill fully break through to the Fifth Revolution, reaching the peak of the Fifth Revolution should not be difficult.

Having calculated that the Chan Sect members had already arrived, Duobao had no intention of interrupting Li Mingzhu's cultivation. Leaving Zhao Gongming to protect her, he led the Jie Sect's members ahead.

Accompanying him were Nvba and two younger disciples. Nvba even volunteered to assist if a fight broke out, but Duobao courteously declined.

Although aware of Nvba's animosity toward the Chan Sect and her potential as an ally, this was an internal matter of the Jie Sect, and outsiders could not be involved.

Duobao held this principle in high regard.