Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 121 Nezha Visits His Family

Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Nezha Visits His Family

"You useless drunkard, what nonsense are you spouting here?"

As soon as he saw Ma, Jiang Ziya felt his anger rise again, he turned his head away and said, "You wouldn’t understand even if I told you, so I won’t."

Seeing this, Ma got even angrier and rolled up her sleeves, ready to hit him.

"Auntie, auntie, Shishu was just subduing demons here."

Nezha hurriedly stepped in to block her, and Ma’s fist landed on him. Feeling the strength in her punch, he was speechless.

Thinking, "This auntie sure has some strength. It doesn’t bother me, but I’m surprised she isn’t afraid of breaking Jiang Ziya’s old bones."

"Subduing demons and suppressing evil, do you really think you’re an immortal? Marrying you was definitely the worst decision of my life!"

"You know nothing! I understand feng shui and the balance of yin and yang. What’s subduing demons compared to that?"

Jiang Ziya jumped up, cursing. Just as the couple was about to start fighting again, Song Yiren’s wife, Sun, asked, "Uncle, can you tell fortunes?"

"Naturally, I can."

It so happened that Song Yiren heard the commotion and came over to check, asking, "Brother, I just heard a loud thunder out of nowhere in this clear day, do you know what happened?"

Ziya had no choice but to explain the matter of subduing those five beast spirits.

After listening, Song Yiren’s eyes practically sparkled, and he said, "Brother, your daoist skills are amazing! You didn’t waste those forty years practicing with immortals."

His wife, Sun, chimed in, "Since Uncle can tell fortunes, why not open a life hall with our nephew Nezha, right from an empty shop at home?"

"What’s the difficulty in that?" Song Yiren immediately came up with an idea upon hearing this.

"Wait, wait, he’s the one who can tell fortunes, not me. What’s this got to do with me?"

Nezha listened, feeling dizzy. Jiang Ziya opening a life hall seemed fated for him, but why should he help Jiang Ziya con people in Zhaoge?

"Oh, Brother Nezha, I heard from Ziya that you possess extraordinary powers. People have been asking about you, and I heard you dominate the East Sea region, even instantly killing that notorious Sea Patrol Yaksha. With such skills, why not use them to make money?"

Why not use them to make money?

Nezha didn’t know how to explain, it’s not like he could tell Song the landlord that cultivators cultivate not for money, but for immortality.

What, doesn’t cultivation require money?

Of course, it does.

So where does a cultivator get money from?

Nezha also wanted to ask, after all, he’d never seen a cultivator run their own business except for Jiang Ziya.

Ah, at such a young age, why worry about immortality?

He glanced at Jiang Ziya again, seeing his shishu now rolling up his sleeves, full of fighting spirit.

Song Yiren moved quickly. By the next day, he had sent someone to tidy up a small shop near Zhaoge South Gate for Ziya and Nezha to move in.

Their hospitality was hard to refuse. Nezha had to check out of the inn and move with Jiang Ziya to the store’s back hall.

Unable to sit idle, he was immediately put to work by Jiang Ziya upon arrival.

"Stick it a bit higher, it’s crooked, oh, a bit more to the right, just a little!"

"Hey, old man, are you picking a fight? The doorframe is this narrow, just line it up, unless the frame is crooked too—how could I paste the couplets askew?"

"How many times do I have to tell you, call me shishu."

Holding a bowl of rice glue paste, Jiang Ziya looked at the couplets just posted, secretly feeling proud, unable to hide his joy.

The left side reads, "Speak only profound truths," the right side says, "Never utter a common lie." Inside, there’s another couplet: "With an iron tongue, reveal the fortunes of men; with keen eyes, observe the rise and fall of the world."

At the top, there’s also an inscription: "The universe within one’s sleeve is vast, time is timeless within the pot."

This time, Ziya took it upon himself to choose an auspicious day for the grand opening. Friends from various places came to congratulate them, but Nezha, who had been helping out, was absent.

As it turns out, Nezha, having been away from home for a long time, missed his mother. He bought a large bag of items in Zhaoge City, rode the Five Elements tunnel light back to Chentang Pass, and agreed to return when Jiang Ziya’s business picked up, for some free meals and lodgings.

Having been away so long, he went to pay his respects to his mother.

Coincidentally, Li Jing was also home. Seeing a seven-year-old child suddenly become a youth of fifteen or sixteen, and have broken his Five Elements Restriction, he was utterly shocked.

He couldn’t have imagined Nezha having so many adventures and even becoming a Nine-grade Golden Core that he couldn’t have dreamed of. He thought of how Lv Ping’s prediction had come true; his third son Nezha really turned out to be a prodigy.

As for Lady Yin, she almost didn’t need Nezha to introduce himself.

Although Nezha’s appearance had greatly changed, she only needed one look to recognize her son.

"My son, you were handsome before, but now, in this mature form, you’ve grown even more dashing. Soon as you step into the yard, you’ll have those little maids swooning."

Lady Yin was delighted, and Nezha followed her lead, ignoring Li Jing, sat beside Lady Yin, and carefully recounted his experiences, carefully selecting the good parts to tell her.

Is he handsome?

Nezha had looked in the mirror; by either twenty-first-century standards or the standards of the Divine Enthronement world, he undoubtedly had a graceful and handsome look.

Even if he didn’t see it himself, others’ reactions confirmed it.

Last time when at Spring Breeze Building to meet girls, Yumao’er, upon seeing him, loosened her bodice lower than usual, making his heart race and face flush. Her gaze felt like she wanted to devour him.

But these sisters at home were different from Yumao’er; they’d watched him grow from a child and wouldn’t be a joking subject.

Although, judging by mental age, these sisters who had started working were merely a bunch of teenagers.

Cui Yu and Hong Fei had gone out shopping together, which was unusual. When asked, Lady Yin only said Cui Yu’s aunt had suddenly fallen ill and died, and Hong Fei accompanied her home, also buying some honey along the way.

Nezha remembered that Cui Yu’s family was known for beekeeping.

Finally getting some time to return to his room, he quickly found Lv Zhu’er whom he had been thinking about day and night.

Though not seeing each other for a while, Lv Zhu’er was still just as fair and tender, looking even more adorable.

"Little Piggy, look what good things I’ve brought for you."

Normally, ’Little Piggy’ would jump up with joy at seeing so many cosmetics and powders available only in Zhaoge.

But she was not in the mood now, circling Nezha suspiciously several times, finally sniffing at his waist before exclaiming, "It really is Brother Nezha! How did you grow so tall?"

Nezha grabbed her collar, lifting her like a chick and holding her in his arms, feeling she was like a plump, ceramic doll.

He said, "It’s because I cultivated diligently; after breaking through to the Golden Core Realm, I transformed myself into this form."

"Ah? More cultivation, Brother Nezha, I really wasn’t lazy while you were gone. I practiced every day, but I’m just too dumb, the inspiration just can’t flow through my body as you said."

As she spoke, Lv Zhu’er’s head drooped even lower, seemingly on the verge of tears.

"Ah, my Little Piggy, it’s okay to be a little lazy sometimes." Nezha hastened to ruffle her fluffy head, "Not just for cultivation, but for all things in life; trying too hard can lead to wrong results. If you haven’t been lazy before, let’s be lazy just this once and sleep until the sun rises tomorrow!"

"Mmm!"

Lv Zhu’er always heeded Nezha’s words, so tonight, she returned to her bed without practicing and slept deeply, looking satisfied as she slept.

Nezha also planned to rest well tonight.

However, before bed, he went to the yard to play with Dahei for a bit.

This time he returned home, besides gifts for Li Jing, he brought back gifts for Dahei too.

Compared to a place like Zhaoge, originally decent Chentang Pass looked shabby, like the countryside, even the dogs weren’t as well looked after as those in the city.

The collar wasn’t as exquisite, the chew bones weren’t as good, not only did they not stink, but they had a tantalizing aroma.

Watching Dahei wagging his tail while gnawing on the bones, listening to the sound of Lv Zhu’er’s steady breathing while she slept inside.

Nezha sat on the ground. The bluestone slab beneath him wasn’t cold or hot, delightfully comforted.

Went to bed early, woke up early too.

Before dawn, Nezha woke up.

And on the other side, Cui Yu, having just returned from visiting family early in the morning, hadn’t even had time to wash and dress, nor paid respects to the lady of the house. Hearing that Nezha had returned home yesterday, she burst into tears of joy, unable to hide her smile, leaping and bounding towards Nezha’s courtyard, unstoppable by anyone.

She was practically raised by Lady Yin, and Nezha was raised alongside her by Lady Yin, making Nezha almost like her real younger brother.

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