The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 344 - 343: Delving into the Returning Ruins

Chapter 344: Chapter 343: Delving into the Returning Ruins

Yunxiao unwittingly activated the cloud teaching mode.

Nezha: Not giggling.

Unknowingly, half a month passed by.

No Brainer and Unhappy were still racing outside!

Little Qingluan, Hua Ling Bird, and Honghu watched with furrowed brows from the side.

"Sister Qingluan, do you think the mistress might abandon us?"

"Right, right?"

Little Qingluan uncertainly replied, "She probably won’t... You’ve seen any other Goddess riding something like this?"

No one else would, but with their mistresses, Little Qingluan couldn’t be entirely sure!

When Old Zhao returned from gathering intel and stepped onto Three Immortals Island, the first thing he saw was a streak of fire zipping past him, followed by his little sister’s voice.

"Third Sister, faster! Faster!"

"Got it, Second Sister, I’m speeding up!"

The speed of the Wind and Fire Wheel didn’t really impress Zhao Gongming, but it was novel enough to grab his attention for a moment.

Bixiao circled around Zhao Gongming once, then stopped gracefully in front of him.

"Big Brother, this Wind and Fire Wheel is pretty nifty. Go ahead, give it a try!"

Old Zhao eagerly nodded.

Bixiao dismounted and handed the controls over to Zhao Gongming. She even helped him put on the helmet. Although Old Zhao couldn’t fathom its purpose, he couldn’t help but grin at his doting sister.

As a Quasi-Saint, Old Zhao mastered it almost instantly after just a quick glance.

"Big Brother, go faster!"

"Alright!"

The Wind and Fire Wheel had a speed limit, but with Zhao Gongming’s boost from his mana, the limit was swiftly broken. Entertaining his sisters brought him nothing but joy, free from any notion of disrespecting his cultivation for the sake of motorbike thrills.

The wind elements around the vehicle were shaped into spirals by Zhao Gongming and adhered to the wheel. The vehicle transformed into a streaking fire-red line, its speed skyrocketing more than tenfold!

Speed often equates to power. As Zhao Gongming raced with his sisters, their antics inevitably disrupted Yunxiao and Nezha inside. Yunxiao furrowed her brows, somewhat reluctant but ceased her cloud teaching mode.

"Since my brother has returned, I believe he has gathered accurate intel on the Returning Ruins. Let’s go and see."

At the moment, Nezha’s mind was overflowing with Yin Yang, Five Elements, the Eight Diagram, the Art of Divination, geography, chemistry, biology, and energy transformation.

"I’ll follow Sister’s orders."

The two stepped outside and were met with the sight of Zhao Gongming enjoying his joyride. Looking at him, they couldn’t help but feel exasperated. So old, and yet can’t act more mature?

"Brother, Brother Nezha has been waiting for some time now."

Old Zhao skidded to an abrupt halt, yielding his spot to Qiongxiao. He scratched his head and said, "Ah, little brother, don’t blame me—this thing, I really haven’t seen before. Got carried away playing with it for a bit."

Despite appearing unreliable, Old Zhao could be depended upon when it mattered. Not only did he find the location of the Returning Ruins, but he also came back with numerous rumors and tales.

"Little brother, nobody really knows what’s at the bottom of the Returning Ruins. If there’s any chaos creature down there, wouldn’t it pose a danger? Why don’t I accompany you for a look?"

Yunxiao nodded in agreement.

"What Brother said makes sense."

Nezha didn’t refuse their kindness. With two Quasi-Saints accompanying him, as long as they didn’t encounter the Corrupt Demon God’s main body, they were essentially secure.

Besides, Nezha had made considerable progress during his years in the Primordial World. Why did the Corrupt Demon God appear now, of all times? It didn’t make sense.

Nezha surmised it was the Daoist Ancestor deliberately letting it in. The progressive decline of Primordial Spiritual Energy over the years was an inevitable consequence of the expansion in size of the world and the increasing number of creatures.

The balance of the Five Elements in the Primordial World was generally maintained, with deficiencies compensated gradually. While the Returning Ruins had been leaking water, it was merely accelerating the decline of Spiritual Energy.

Now, with the acquisition of a Chaos Demon God corpse, spiritual energy began to revive. That enormous hole at the Returning Ruins could no longer remain. With increasing spiritual energy, continued leakage would incur significant losses.

Thus, someone would need to patch the hole.

The Daoist Ancestor couldn’t directly approach Nezha and his master for the task, so instead, he used the Corrupt Demon God to nudge Hao Tian, his representative. Evidently, Hao Tian received his elder’s signal clearly, investing both resources and manpower into repairing the breach.

Could there be deeper schemes in play? Perhaps, but with Nezha’s current realm of understanding, that was as far as he could extrapolate.

Meanwhile, No Brainer and Unhappy, tired of looping around Three Immortals Island’s map, immediately announced their intent to join the journey upon hearing about the expedition.

A party of five then set off towards the area east of the East Sea, leaving behind the three little girls at Three Immortals Island.

Zhao Gongming led the way with his Jade Talisman in hand. Nezha originally anticipated facing some adversities during the journey. However, to his surprise, they located the legendary Returning Ruins within just three months.

From the outside, there wasn’t anything particularly mystical about it, apart from its sheer enormity.

Endless seawater flowed inward at every moment, and no one could say where it went.

Even a cursory measurement revealed its immensity, much larger than the battlefield pits from the Shang Zhou conflict in the Central Plains. One could only exclaim—the fakes never compare to the real deal.

In some cases, the disparity in items extended to the individuals utilizing them.

"Brother Zhao, may I borrow the Qiankun Ruler for a moment?"

Old Zhao generously lent his treasured Qiankun Ruler to Nezha.

Nezha was resigned. The scale of this operation was massive; relying solely on the Ruyi Iron for measurements would have taken forever. _{f\r(e)ewe.b no\vel.com}

First, he brought out the River Map, Luo Book, and Qiankun Ruler for a general survey of the perimeter. Upon completing a circuit with preliminary data, he stored the magical treasure. Detailed measurements would be handled in coordination with representatives from the Heavenly Court at a later stage. For now, only a general sense was necessary.

"Let’s descend and take a look."

"Let’s go!"

Old Zhao led the way, maneuvering twenty-four Heavenly Sea Pearls as he sped downward, while Yunxiao followed with her Chaos Origin Golden Bowl, accompanying Nezha and their two sisters.

The hole was deep, and they continued their descent without any indication of reaching the bottom. Apart from the glow of the Ocean Stabilizing Divine Pearl and Chaos Origin Golden Bean, they were enveloped by pitch-black darkness, with only the deafening roar of cascading seawater filling the void.

After descending for over a month, they finally caught sight of a faint glimmer of light—an extraordinary green-and-red hue radiating a gentle aura.

The group exchanged glances and moved towards the light. From a distance, Nezha could already discern the familiar aura of a Fusang Tree emanating from the light—with a subtle difference from the Sun Star variant.

As they approached, a sprawling "island?" unfolded in their view, where Nezha detected the faint residual soul waves of East King concealed within a sleeve. He quickly adjusted his appearance, transforming into the likeness of the East King adorned in the Qinghua Emperor’s Robe.

Predictably, as they proceeded towards the island, a figure clad in a Daoist robe with a vacant expression rapidly approached them. His eyes widened as he spotted the "Emperor Donghua" among the group.

The initially indifferent face suddenly sparked with a hint of vitality.

"Em-Emperor, you’ve returned?"

Old Zhao and Yunxiao seamlessly played along, positioning themselves beside Nezha protectively.

Nezha stepped forward and asked, "Which island are you from?"

"I have always cultivated on Fanghu Mountain. Seeing outsiders approach Three Immortals Island, I came to investigate. Unexpectedly, it’s the Em-, ah, Emperor..."