Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 148: Pie in the Sky

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Pie in the Sky

Damn it, even after crossing over, not being an orphan anymore, can’t I just have a normal dad?

Nezha stood on the city wall of Chentang Pass, sighed helplessly. His anger reached a certain point, and he wasn’t so angry anymore. He laughed and said, "Uncle Quan, do you know which direction they went?"

"They went towards the East Sea."

Zhou Quan wanted to chat with Nezha some more, but who knew the little master of Chentang Pass would vanish from the city wall as if he saw a ghost during broad daylight.

Nezha didn’t go to the East Sea; he went home first.

He didn’t see Ling Zhu Zi but did see Li Jing.

He was reading in the study.

Seeing the door open, Nezha walked straight in without knocking.

Li Jing looked up at Nezha, squinting slightly, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"Why, can’t I come?"

"This is my study. If I didn’t let you come, why are you here?"

Looking into Li Jing’s eyes, Nezha also saw the coldness in them and mocked, "With a foster son, you’ve forgotten your real son. I’ve really learned something new. I’ve seen Ling Zhu Zi; is it possible you actually prefer a son like that?"

Li Jing said nothing, only sneered.

"Oh, I get it. You don’t actually want a son like Ling Zhu Zi. You just want to be a dog for the Qianyuan Mountain Golden Light Cave. What, being Chengtang’s dog doesn’t suit you, so you’re looking to switch masters?"

Provoked by Nezha’s words, Li Jing’s gaze turned colder, and he laughed, "Zhenren said my son was supposed to be Ling Zhu Zi, but you, an Outer Heaven Demon, occupied his body. I had doubts before, but now I see that Zhenren truly is an enlightened immortal, speaking nothing but the truth."

These immortals really do know everything.

Nezha calculated in his mind and immediately replied, "So, what exactly do you want to do?"

Li Jing said, "Since my son Ling Zhu Zi has returned home, naturally, there is no longer a place for you in this house. If you have the self-awareness, you should leave as far as you can. Otherwise, one day, if you anger the Chan Sect, they will surely make you die without a burial place."

"In the end, isn’t it just to climb up the Chan Sect’s high branches? For the sake of your future, you’d rather sell out your children. Li Jing, people like you are bound to make a name for themselves."

Hearing this from Nezha and seeing no one around, Li Jing surprisingly didn’t get angry.

He merely smiled, "What’s wrong with being a dog? You naïve child, you know nothing. In the Three Realms, the Chan Sect is the greatest. The upcoming Divine Enthronement battle is a major upheaval unseen in a thousand years. As long as I follow Zhenren’s words and act accordingly, he promised me that one day I could become a sage in the flesh and enjoy the happiness of immortality."

"Nezha, you are also a cultivator. Compared to immortality, is it really so important whether you’re my son or not?"

Hearing this, Nezha laughed too. He said, "Li Jing, your talent in Dao cultivation ends here. Do you think you can achieve immortality just because of the Divine Enthronement? If that were true, then all these cultivators painstakingly pursuing their path are truly a joke."

"Haha, in my opinion, any form of immortality is better than being a mortal who only lives for decades. Even if I regret it, that’s a later problem."

Seeing him like this, Nezha didn’t want to waste more words with him, turned around to leave, but Li Jing suddenly spoke again:

"Nezha, father and son once, I have two pieces of advice for you. As they say, it’s rare to be confused. Seeing everything too clearly is not always a good thing. In this world, for both mortals and cultivators, if you can’t reach the pinnacle, you’re destined to be a dog. There are advantages to becoming a dog early. People beg to be a Chan Sect’s dog but can’t."

"Since you’re all set on being a dog, why pretend to talk like people do."

"Woof woof!"

Seeing Li Jing really bark twice seriously in front of him, Nezha couldn’t help but feel a chill rising in his heart.

An enemy who has completely thrown away morality and dignity is far more frightening than he initially imagined.

Nezha walked straight out, and while the chubby cook wasn’t looking, he swiped two baked pancakes from the kitchen and fed them to Big Black in the doghouse.

Big Black, smelling the aroma of the pancakes, slowly strolled out of the doghouse, stretched lazily, and unsatisfied, looked at the pancakes but didn’t eat.

"You picky dog, have you got spoiled?"

"Big Black isn’t picky; he just wants you to break the pancake into pieces for him to eat."

Lv Zhu’er hurriedly ran over to help Big Black break the pancake.

"Still too picky. When I was little, our family raised him as a hunting dog. Who knew he wasn’t up for it, so they threw him out as a stray. Who knew he got bullied by other dogs as a stray? The first time I saw him, he was in the latrine looking for dung to eat. Yet, all these years later, he won’t eat pancakes unless they’re broken up."

Feeling vexed, Nezha walked toward the rear yard again.

Lv Zhu’er was puzzled, thinking Big Black has always been like this. How could you not know?

What’s wrong with the young master today, why take it out on Big Black?

Big Black had Lv Zhu’er to break up his pancake. Li Jing had Taiyi Zhenren to break up his pancake.

Big Black’s pancake was simply a baked pancake.

Li Jing’s pancake was the future, the intangible immortality.

In this world, most people live without much dignity, what they seek and need is just a pancake and someone who can break the pancake for them.

But among the pancake breakers in this world, there are very few who are as pretty and adorable as Lv Zhu’er. Most are potbellied, with hidden malice, feeding you pancakes while actually wanting to drink your blood and eat your flesh.

"Being a Chan Sect dog is indeed better; even the pancakes are better than others. But I want to be a person; the reason is simple because people eat meat, dogs eat dung."

Seeing Nezha squatting in front of her saying this, Lv Ping, who was washing clothes, looked up, slightly stunned. She didn’t quite understand what Nezha was saying.

All winter, she’d been washing clothes here.

Doing the heaviest, most tiring work.

She even wanted to leave. The world is harsh, but at Chentang Pass, as long as her spirit is not broken, she can survive somehow.

Lady Yin is a kind person; she would let her go.

Li Jing would be happier if she vanished forever from his sight.

But she strangely found herself not going anywhere.

Her once delicate fingers were soaking in the icy water, cracked with several large fissures. Now, as the weather gradually warms up, her chilblains not only didn’t heal but became itchy and painful.

But in Nezha’s eyes, Lv Ping’s face seemed even more charming than before.

Seeing Nezha staring at her face, Lv Ping suddenly laughed.

Seeing no one around, she said, "Everyone says you are a disciple of the immortals. I didn’t know you before, but who would think such a handsome young man is actually not even ten years old?"

Nezha said, "Sister Lv Ping, long time no see, you’ve become more charming than before."

"Don’t tease me."

"Just the truth."

Lv Ping suddenly whispered, "If you don’t mind, I can sleep with you, ask nothing of you."

Nezha was startled, then saw the playful look in Lv Ping’s eyes and asked, "Do you hate Li Jing that much?"

"How dare I."

Lv Ping quickly lowered her eyes, then put her hands full of chilblains into the cold water again.

Nezha took her hands out, carefully wiped them dry with a cloth, being especially gentle around the wounds. Afterward, he took out a box of ointment for chilblains from his pocket and applied it bit by bit.

"In life, in heaven and earth, why abuse your body like this? If this continues, Li Jing will neither worry nor get angry, yet your hands will become rotten."

Lv Ping looked up at Nezha, not knowing what he intended.

But when she met Nezha’s dark pupils, she couldn’t help but feel fearful and trembling from heart. When she was with Li Jing, that man once said he especially hated those pair of eyes.

"I can give you money, lots of money."

"What?"

"If you hate Li Jing, why not kill him?"

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