Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 75: The First Meeting of the Young Master and the Young Miss

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: The First Meeting of the Young Master and the Young Miss

The ash cleaners in the town were already carrying buckets and iron shovels to sweep away the accumulated dust, wearing uniform hemp smocks, diligently and vigorously exerting effort on this familiar land.

Ash cleaning, considered a new endeavor in Lingquan Town since the birth of Fire Eye Mountain.

After each strong wind, they would load the mud ash onto large carts and haul it to the outskirts of the town near the mudflats, where it would be spread over the fields, becoming Volcanic Ash Fields.

Somehow, it was discovered that the volcanic ash spewed from Fire Eye Mountain, when used to grow crops, made them grow faster and better.

In Lingquan Town, ordinary people still struggled for their livelihoods, striving against both nature and other humans.

Meanwhile, at a level unreachable to ordinary folk, after last night’s fierce winds calmed and the chaotic Primordial Qi between heaven and earth gradually settled, the various heroes gathered at Fire Eye Mountain finally decided to delve deeper into this region, ready to give it their all.

Nezha untied the reins of the reddish-brown horse and drove it into the forest.

"Dear horse, wait here for me, I’ll be back soon."

The roan horse neighed joyfully, raised its front hooves, and dove into the forest, making its way among various birds, beasts, and foliage.

Nezha returned to the location of the hot spring, leaped into the water, and submerged deep into the pool, looking at the hole he had created the other day—originally only as large as a bowl, now eroded by the flowing water and appearing larger—raising his fist once more.

At the same time, just ten steps away.

Several young girls, their bodies not yet fully grown, were exhausted from working under the water all day, now lying on the warm rocks by the poolside, their faces flushed red, chests heaving up and down, gasping heavily.

Only one person remained beneath the water, and that person was Deng Chanyu.

These past days, she had gathered enough Five-Colored Stones, feeling content, with just one last piece remaining at the bottom of the pool.

She had dived down three times, using a dagger to carefully pry between the rocks; finally, the blade loosened, and with a puff of her cheeks and a sparkle in her eye, she reached out to grab it.

At the same time, for some unknown reason, the bottom of the pool suddenly shook, the water wobbled, and she became unsteady.

Deng Chanyu slightly furrowed her brows, quietly putting the newly excavated Five-Colored Stone into a leather pouch tied around her waist, just as she was about to swim upwards, another strange earthquake shook the area.

She hadn’t cared much, but the pool’s bottom had already been a mess from the digging by several girls, and with this quake, seventeen or eighteen large intersecting cracks emerged.

Following a dull thud, the cracks spread, and the entire structure collapsed downwards.

In just a few breaths, all the water in the pool was sucked away.

A few girls on the shore stared wide-eyed at the now empty hot spring and the pitch-black hole beneath it, panic clearly etched on their faces.

Even more panicked was Deng Chanyu.

Though she was a capable swimmer, by the time she had dived down this time, her lungs were nearly depleted of air; now being swept by the strong currents into the dark river below, whether she could swim back to the original hole or even find it was another matter.

Thinking of this, Deng Chanyu felt a chill run down her spine, and coupled with suffocation and lack of oxygen, everything before her eyes turned pitch black, and her consciousness gradually began to blur.

"Could it be that this miss is going to die like this?"

...

Nezha was also sucked in by the turbulent current. As the instigator of this ’earthquake’, he was prepared. The moment he entered the underground river, he used the Dividing Water Divine Shuttle. In the water, he felt even freer than on the shore.

Smooth stone walls around him were covered with moss that glowed, faintly revealing some light.

He focused solely on feeling the flow of Life Energy in the water, swimming against the current to search for its source. But he hadn’t gone far when he saw a white shadow drifting towards him from ahead.

Startled, Nezha took a closer look and jumped in shock—a long-haired woman in a white dress, seemingly a drowned corpse.

He looked again and saw that the ’corpse’ was still moving, hands clutching her neck, eyes rolled back in pain, looking very much like she was drowning.

Nezha hurriedly moved closer, pulling her into the light of the Dividing Water Divine Shuttle. Upon closer inspection, she turned out to be a spirited young girl with delicate features, wearing only a soaked, nearly transparent light pink undergarment.

"Swallowed so much water, we must act quickly or she’ll die."

Seeing this, Nezha felt it was tricky. Luckily, although his masters who taught him cultivation never taught him how to save people, he had learned some first aid while volunteering at an orphanage in his previous life.

"That’s why the world can’t just have metaphysics, it also needs a bit of science."

Nezha, being strong, could manage chest compressions with one hand, but had to control his strength, or he could crush the girl’s ribcage with a single press.

Not knowing how much water the girl had swallowed, he hadn’t pressed more than once or twice before her already pale lips spouted a stream of water like a fountain.

Seeing the girl still unconscious and her breathing stopped, Nezha had no choice but to perform chest compressions with one hand and artificial respiration with the other, ensuring her lungs always had fresh air.

He did well, but to the gradually awakening Deng Chanyu, it seemed quite improper—a rascal pressing on her chest and pinching her nose, and even covering her mouth with his!

Having just come to and seeing the situation, she was so furious she almost passed out again.

Deng Chanyu struck Nezha’s chest with a palm, quite powerfully, pushing Nezha back and making him stagger, sitting atop the Dividing Water Divine Shuttle.

Nezha knew she misunderstood but seeing that she was awake and their life saved, he was extremely pleased and said with a smile, "You’re awake, that’s great."

In normal circumstances, most women would feel scared, wronged, and panicked; some might even be desperate enough to seek death.

But although Deng Chanyu was only nine, she was no ordinary person.

Seeing Nezha about her age, she looked around at the undulating water waves reflecting glimmers of light in the darkness. Clearly under water, yet her breathing and speaking were unaffected.

Deng Chanyu, finding herself and this boy enveloped in light from the shuttle, asked, "Did you save me? Are you a Cultivator?"

Nezha had previously sensed her Qi Sea, condensed into a point and yet unopened. Due to her age and the drowning, her spiritual sense was weaker than that of ordinary people, so he was quite sure that this girl was an ordinary mortal.

He asked, "You know about Cultivators?"

The girl rolled her eyes at him, as if it was obvious, and said, "Of course I do."

Deng Chanyu then glanced at Nezha again, thinking that being trapped in water, their lives depended entirely on his Magic Treasure.

Even if he were a flirtatious rogue, she needed to pacify him for now and could settle any grievances after getting ashore.

Having thought this through, Deng Chanyu suppressed the nauseating fishy taste in her lungs, forced a smile, and asked, "Thank you for saving me. Where is this?"

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