The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 341 - 340: Holy Shit, Super Poopman!

Chapter 341: Chapter 340: Holy Shit, Super Poopman!

The destructive power around the wound inflicted by Nezha’s arrow was slowly healing as it got continuously corroded.

"Hahahahaha, since you’ve found me, I’ll have some fun with you lot!"

After speaking, the figure, like a manure pit lighting up with firecrackers, began spraying sticky substances everywhere.

The big shots present managed to defend themselves, but the less experienced immortals were out of luck.

Some immortals, covered head to toe in the splatter, let out miserable screams as their Daoist robes, magical treasures, and even their physical bodies were corroded. "Ahhhhhh! It’s you! It’s you! Could it be that you’re..."

At this moment, the East King Duke’s appearance was unrecognizable, but he still managed to emit low muffled sounds.

"Haha! That’s right, it’s me! I am..."

"The Feces Demon God!"

"The Corrupt Demon God!"

The Corrupt Demon God: ???

The immortals, who were previously fleeing for their lives, suddenly stopped and looked at ’East King Duke.’ Could it be that this invading Demon God had some IQ issues?

In truth, the Corrupt Demon God wasn’t actually dumb. As a Chaos Creature, he hadn’t yet adapted to the rules and customs of the Primordial World. His understanding of the Primordial World entirely came from Randeng.

But how could that cunning old fox Randeng possibly share all his knowledge with him?

Moreover, from Randeng’s perspective, their relationship was purely cooperative: if one was strong, the other would be weak, and vice versa. Randeng would have been delighted to see the Corrupt Demon God wounded further, making it easier for him to backstab him later.

The Corrupt Demon God had a clear intention in sending his avatar to the Primordial World: to establish a force to legitimately collect the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures of the Primordial World and use them to heal his injuries. Life in Chaos honestly wasn’t as great as one might imagine.

Thus, he ’happened’ to enter the Primordial World from the Returning Ruins and began wandering under the guise of East King Duke. His direct arrival at the Turquoise Pool to find Hao Tian was due to his inability to adjust to the Primordial World’s rules and the incorrect intelligence provided by Randeng.

But now that he had been exposed, there’s no use in saying more. The only option was to fight!

Hiding inside the Mountain and River Map, Nezha couldn’t contain his amusement as he watched the Corrupt Demon God, now acting like a Splatoon warrior.

"Holy crap, Super Poopman!"

Beside him, Long Ji blinked her big watery eyes and asked, "Nezha, who is Super Poopman?"

Ahem!

Nezha coughed twice and explained, "You misheard! I said something about a great transformation. Imagine, the East King Duke turning straight into a Chaos Demon God!"

"Really?"

"Totally."

...

The Queen Mother looked at the Turquoise Pool, which was turning into something akin to a septic tank, with an unusually ugly expression on her face. She hadn’t been this angry in ages!

"Senior Brother, let’s deal with him together."

Taking down a Chaos Demon God was politically correct by all means. If Hao Tian had ten parts of his strength, he would exert twelve, especially with the Queen Mother assisting him.

The Queen Mother removed the Chaos Hairpin from her bun and channeled her mana to encircle East King Duke within a starlit river.

"Senior Brother, strike now!"

Having heard Nezha’s earlier proclamations, the Queen Mother didn’t dare get any closer, lest she get splattered with anything unsavory.

Hao Tian said nothing, releasing the oppressive golden Emperor Domain with authority. While protecting the other immortals, both Duobao and Xuan Du, among others, narrowed their eyes.

It seems Hao Tian and the Turquoise Pool truly concealed profound depths.

The overbearing golden domain crushed down as Hao Tian commanded, "Condense!"

The slurry of corruption, formed from the Great Dao of Corruption, was directly dried out and sealed.

The chaotic nature of the Corrupt Demon God was heavily suppressed by the strict Heavenly Rules of the Heavenly Court. His avatar, initially capable of barely holding a 30-70 fight with Hao Tian, now stood no chance, especially with the superior terrain and the Queen Mother’s assistance.

The Corrupt Demon God seemingly realized the fate of this body. Flailing the Panlong Cane wildly against Hao Tian’s domain, he venomously spat out threats.

"Hao Tian, this is just one of my avatars! Just wait; don’t let me catch you in Chaos, or else there won’t be any juice left for you to drink!"

Hmm. Clearly, his assimilation into order needed some work, as his taunts leaned heavily into elementary-schooler territory...

Hao Tian didn’t even bother responding. "I am the Heavenly Emperor of the Primordial World, not the Chaos Heavenly Emperor. Why would I go to Chaos?"

"And you’d better not cross paths with me in the Primordial World!" Hao Tian thought to himself, moving swiftly and decisively. The Post-Heaven Supreme Treasure Hao Tian Tower descended, suppressing the Feces Demon God within. Thus, the farcical chaos wrought by the Chaos Demon Mirage finally came to an end.

The Queen Mother of the Turquoise Pool glanced coldly at the devastation before letting out a frigid snort and leaving with a stormy expression. She hadn’t been this furious in a long time!

The Queen Mother had the privilege of acting willfully; Hao Tian did not. The Feces Demon God had completely disrupted his plans for the Peach Banquet. Not only had he failed to gauge the depth of his two martial nephews’ abilities, but he also inadvertently exposed his own cards.

A complete failure! Utter failure!

Moreover, a host of follow-up problems awaited his attention. Where did this Chaos Demon God come from? If one could slip through, could more Chaos Creatures invade in the future?

Most of the big figures knew the story behind East King Duke’s demise, so there were traces left to investigate. But how should this matter be resolved?

Seeing the Corrupt Demon God suppressed, the Immortal Gods quickly returned to their seats. The protection from the major deities lifted, but what was once a festive Peach Banquet had been utterly ruined.

The immortals understood that "this thing" wasn’t *that thing*, but considering its power, it was at least a hundred times worse!

Either way, the Peach Banquet couldn’t proceed.

In the end, Hao Tian’s grand plans completely collapsed, yet he had no one else to blame.

Thus, the Peach Banquet came to an abrupt end, with immortals departing one by one. Although the avatar of the Feces Demon God had been sealed, his exploits would never be forgotten!

The tales of his ’heroic deeds’—the banners waving, the massive crowds, the drums pounding, the firecrackers blasting, and the "filth raining over the Turquoise Pool"—would be endlessly passed down among the immortals.

After enjoying the commotion, Nezha led the Star Gods back to the Star Sea, then returned to the Sun Star to continue forging. While he had no idea how long it would take for his master to finish interpreting the Creation Jade Scroll Fragments, he knew his preparations couldn’t start too early.

Long Ji, aware of her mother’s sour mood, didn’t join Nezha but instead went home to console her.

Nezha had a nagging feeling this event wasn’t over yet. Sure enough, before three months passed, his grand secretary, Yang Chan, arrived.

Unlike Long Ji, Yang Chan was truly shy. Upon seeing Nezha forging shirtless, she covered her eyes tightly.

"Emperor, His Majesty has an important matter to discuss with you and sent the Gold Star Taibai to summon you." _{f .r e\ewebnov(e)(l).c om}

Nezha had his suspicions but asked, "What is it about?"

"Gold Star Taibai mentioned it involves the East King Duke, but didn’t give details."

Nezha nodded.

"Open your eyes."

"Ah! Ah? Isn’t that a bit inappropriate, Emperor?"

After a moment’s hesitation, Yang Chan lowered her hands, only to see Nezha had already dressed. Letting out a sigh of relief, she felt... a twinge of regret?

"Let’s go. If your uncle is asking for me, there’s bound to be trouble."

"Oh! Oh!"