The Primordial Era: The Mythical Path Beginning with the Jie Sect

Chapter 119 Jingwei and Nezha, the Form of "Burning Iron"

"Hey! Kid, whose disciple are you? Why would His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor entrust the Kunpeng to you?"

Just as Nezha was completely focused on the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods, a girl's voice, as melodious as a nightingale's, rang out.

Turning around, I saw a beautiful young woman standing beside me.

"Before asking someone, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?" Nezha tilted his head, put his hands on his hips, and said without any fear.

The girl laughed too. This kid's arrogant and ignorant attitude was much better than hers when she was a child.

"I am Jingwei, the chief disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother, a direct disciple of the Jie Sect and the Jade Emperor of the Shangqing Lingbao Daodajun."

My father was Shennong, the Earth Emperor of the Human Race.

His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor is my martial uncle.

The Nine Nether Hound was bestowed upon me by my martial uncle.

Jingwei raised her head and recounted her background.

With his status, even a great master would treat him with utmost respect, and he was eagerly awaiting the admiring gaze of the little brat!
But when he saw Nezha's face full of confusion, it was clear without asking that he didn't know who he was talking about.

"No, kid, didn't your master tell you about the power dynamics in the prehistoric world?"

The lonely Jingwei was a little curious about who this child's master was. Among the three religions, who would be so unreliable as to teach a disciple like this? Aren't they afraid of causing trouble?

As for the three religions and outsiders, after looking at Kunpeng, I dismissed the idea!
Nezha shook his head, but he also became interested in the people Jingwei mentioned, because just from their names, he knew they were very powerful.

"My master is Taiyi Zhenren of the Chan Sect. He taught me some supernatural powers and techniques, but he didn't tell me about the prehistoric world. By the way, where is the prehistoric world?" Nezha asked, blinking his big eyes.

Jingwei...

The Great Master Taiyi of the Chan Sect? She had never actually met him. Ever since she returned to her master's dojo from Ziwei Star, she hadn't gone out much. The most she'd ever been was to the Dragon Palace, and that was with her master.

"I've heard of the Grand Master Taiyi of the Chan Sect, but I've never met him. I've only met the senior brother of the Chan Sect, Uncle-Master Antarctic."

"For the sake of being fellow disciples, I'll tell you about some things in the prehistoric world!" Jingwei waved her hand, and a wooden table and chairs appeared in front of her, with many spiritual fruits on them.

Jingwei sat in the chair and casually tossed a spiritual fruit to Nezha.

Nezha took it without any hesitation, took a bite, and then his eyes lit up. Sitting on the wooden chair, he ate while asking:

"Fellow disciples? Aren't you a disciple of the Jie Sect? I'm from the Chan Sect, how are we fellow disciples? And why are you my senior sister?"

Upon hearing this, Jingwei giggled. She hadn't met such an amusing person in a long time, and she felt more and more that this kid suited her taste. If this kid weren't a disciple of the Chan Sect, she would definitely ask her master to take him in, then she wouldn't be so bored.

"As for whether she's my senior sister or not? I'll tell you later."

Let me first tell you about the situation in the prehistoric world.

The Primordial World is the general term for the world we live in, which includes the Three Realms. One of them is the Heavenly Realm, which is the abode of the Heavenly Emperor, the Dao Ancestor, and the gods of the Heavenly Court.

The second is the mortal realm, which is our current world.

Thirdly, there is the Netherworld, the place of the six realms of reincarnation, and the place where the dead are reborn.

These three realms are collectively known as the Primordial World.

The Heavenly Emperor is the ruler of the primordial world, followed by Pangu, Hongjun, Pingxin, Nuwa, and the Three Pure Ones. The Chan and Jie sects we belong to were founded by Yuqing Yuanshi Miaodao Shangdi and Shangqing Lingbao Yuchen Dadaojun, two of the Three Pure Ones. Like red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves, the three sects were originally one family.

We, the three schools of Chan and Jie, belong to the orthodox lineage of Xuanmen Taoism, so it is not an exaggeration to say that we are from the same school.

In the primordial world, our three religions are the strongest. Basically, if we mention the names of our three religions, no one dares to provoke us.

Of course, one must not do evil deeds, especially not harm humans; punishing bad people does not count.

Then there are other forces, such as the ancient dragon, phoenix and qilin races, the Demon Ancestor, the ancestors of the Five Elements and Yin Yang, the ancient witch and demon races, the Western religion founded by the two Western Saints, the three emperors and five emperors of the human race, Zhen Yuanzi, Styx and other great supernatural beings.

"There are many forces in the prehistoric world, and it would take a long time to explain them all, so just get a general overview." Jingwei briefly introduced the situation in the prehistoric world, then thought for a moment and said to Nezha:

"By the way, the Investiture of the Gods has begun. My master, the Golden Spirit Mother, has asked me to participate in the Investiture of the Gods. Are you going? If you are, let's go together."

Nezha, eating a spiritual fruit, asked, "What is the Investiture of the Gods?"

"Investiture of the Gods is the conferment of divine titles, which is very complicated to explain. Just think of it as becoming stronger." Jingwei glanced at Nezha's age and was too lazy to explain further, knowing that he probably wouldn't understand anyway.

Nezha's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again as if he had thought of something.

"Young master, I would like to go out and play, but Mother won't allow it."

"What's the big deal? I'll go back with you then. With me, Jingwei, by your side to protect you, how could your mother not feel at ease? Leave it to me," Jingwei assured, patting her chest.

Nezha glanced at Jingwei but didn't say anything. Although he was skeptical, the truth didn't matter. If it worked, wouldn't that be a win?
While the two were chatting, the battle between Kunpeng and Jiuyou Ao on the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods became increasingly fierce.

The Kunpeng unleashed its extreme Yin and Yang power with all its might, and the Nine Nether Hound did the same, its destructive power equally unyielding.

The physical clashes became even more intense, and the entire world was almost completely destroyed by their struggle.

Looking across the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods, apart from two enormous beasts, most of it had turned into a dark and deep void, with only a few scattered remnants of the world remaining.

"Hey! If you two keep fighting, someone will probably come and deal with you."

Jingwei was also getting a little flustered. She was so engrossed in chatting with the child that she almost forgot about the battle between Jiuyou and Kunpeng.

Seeing the devastation of the Investiture of the Gods battlefield, he immediately glanced guiltily at Yingzhou Island behind him. Only when he realized that his master had not blamed him did he subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing the situation on the battlefield, Jiuyou E and Kunpeng felt a little guilty. They immediately snorted coldly, shrunk their size, withdrew from the Investiture of the Gods battlefield, and returned to Jingwei and Nezha's side.

When the two withdrew from the Investiture of the Gods battlefield, the battlefield was swept away by a great force, returning to its original state, and then disappeared.

“Come on, let’s hurry to your house. I’ll go tell your mother,” Jingwei urged immediately.

Nezha hugged all the spiritual fruits on the table to his chest before swaying and walking towards Chen Tang Pass. Jingwei followed behind Nezha, urging him on.

When the Sea Yaksha died, some sea creatures came to investigate, but when they saw that it was the one who had caused havoc in the Dragon Palace, they immediately fell silent and didn't dare to utter a sound. They slunk back to the Dragon Palace in disgrace.

……

Meanwhile, Feng Lixi's version of "Daji" had arrived in Chaoge and become Emperor Xin's concubine.

Since she entered the palace, many bad rumors have circulated. In order to please Daji, Emperor Xin invented the cruel torture of "branding with hot irons". With the help of some people, Emperor Xin was given the title of tyrant, and Daji was called a demon queen.

The act of flattery was genuine, as was the act of "branding with hot irons," except that it wasn't people who were branded with hot irons, but rather meat. Simply put, it was like being grilled on a teppanyaki grill!

(End of this chapter)