Chapter 258 Splitting the Mountain - Reunion

"I've done the math, and it's time to go see Erlang."

"You're pinching my dragon horns!"

Ao Bing shook his head speechlessly. They really treat it like a bracelet!

Yang Jiao was slightly surprised and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Then should I pinch it?"

"Pinch, pinch, pinch, I'm just afraid it will hurt your hand."

Ao Bing fawned over him in an instant, which made Nezha, who was standing to the side, sneer: "He has no backbone at all."

Ao Bing rolled his eyes at him: "You have backbone, if you have backbone, why don't you use lotus root to make your body? You're getting a good deal and you're still acting innocent!"

"you!"

"Alright, alright, we're all destined to meet, and we might even be colleagues in the future. Let's all be more magnanimous." Yang Jiao's advice was rather half-hearted.

Nezha seemed to have been persuaded, but he couldn't help but sneer, "A colleague? Based on his qualifications?"

"What's wrong with my aptitude?" Ao Bing raised his head defiantly.

"Do you understand stargazing?"

"What, you can't understand it?" Ao Bing didn't back down at all. "Although I haven't grasped it yet, I have perseverance and willpower, which is better than you, a brat who's so impulsive that you'd kill yourself!"

"Aaaaah, you're still bringing this up! You long worm with your dragon tendons ripped out!"

"That little devil who committed suicide!"

"A snake that pulls out dragon tendons!"

Ao Bing was so angry that he flew from Yang Jiao's hand into the air and started arguing with Nezha. Yang Jiao, however, ignored him and strolled leisurely ahead.

The three-headed dragon, who was cautiously following at the back, was almost in tears. Listen to what he was saying: suicide, pulling out dragon tendons, and even arguing while still alive and kicking. What kind of people had he encountered?

...

Since comprehending the power of protection, Yang Jian's strength has increased dramatically, leaving Master Yu Ding in awe. He has also become increasingly proud of his teaching abilities.

Finally, unable to wait any longer, Yang Jian decided to set off to rescue his parents. Of course, before that, he still needed to find his third sister and Xiao Wu.

The group set off towards Qianyuan Mountain. On the way, they heard the news that Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass, had severed ties with his third son, Nezha, and that Nezha had committed suicide. Yang Jian was shocked.

"Brother Nezha, how could this be?"

"My eldest nephew is gone?"

Master Yu Ding was also incredulous and began to perform divination. Yang Jian looked at him expectantly.

"hiss--"

Seeing that Master Yuding frowned, Yang Jian asked anxiously, "How is it?"

Master Yu Ding looked up sadly: "Li Nezha really can't predict people anymore... but..."

"But what?" Yang Jian asked anxiously, "Why keep me in suspense at a time like this?"

Master Yu Ding fanned himself rapidly with his fan, looking utterly perplexed: "But this divination is very strange... I can't understand it, I can't understand it..."

The Celestial Dog scratched its head, completely clueless, and could only worry anxiously for the two of them.

"Could it be that my martial uncle saved Nezha?"

Yang Jian was unwilling to believe that Nezha had died just like that. In addition, the divination result of Yu Ding Zhenren was strange, and he couldn't help but feel hopeful. Could it be that Taiyi Zhenren had secretly saved Nezha?

"That's right!" Master Yuding slapped his fan. "My senior brother treasures Nezha so much, he can't possibly not save him. Let's go to Qianyuan Mountain and take a look!"

They were already heading towards Qianyuan Mountain, so they quickened their pace even more.

"The Tomb of Li Nezha..."

When Yang Jian and his two companions arrived at Qianyuan Mountain, the first thing they saw was a lonely little mound of graves at the foot of the mountain.

The words "Tomb of Li Nezha" on the monument are like sharp blades, piercing straight into their hearts.

Yang Jian froze, staggered, and slowly walked to the tombstone. He reached out with trembling hands and gently stroked the cold stone, his face full of disbelief.

Although he was initially suspicious and wary of Nezha, after spending these years together, seeing Nezha reminded him of his carefree and unrestrained self when he had parents and an older brother to rely on. Therefore, he genuinely regarded Nezha as a younger brother.

How could he accept Nezha's departure? Nezha's voice and smile floated into his mind, Yang Jian's eyes gradually reddened, and his throat felt like it was choked by something, unable to utter a single word.

Master Yuding stood to the side, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with sorrow, and he couldn't help but murmur, "How could this be? How could this be?"

Just then, Yang Chan came down from the mountain. Seeing the three of them, she was overjoyed and quickly went to greet them.

"Second Brother, Martial Uncle, Howling Celestial Dog, what brings you here?"

"Third Sister," Yang Jian looked up, his eyes red, "Nezha... what exactly happened?"

Yang Chan opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Nezha is not really dead."

"This...who else could this be if not Nezha?" Yang Jian was somewhat agitated and took a step forward.

“This is Nezha’s physical body, but Nezha is not dead.” Yang Chan bit her lip and said helplessly.

Yang Jian, Yu Ding Zhenren, and Xiaotianquan exchanged glances, all seeing suspicion in each other's eyes. They assumed that Yang Chan was simply too grief-stricken to accept Nezha's death.

Yang Chan was helpless; she didn't know her elder brother's plan, and she couldn't say that Nezha's soul had been taken away by him.

Listening to their clumsy attempts at comforting her, it was clear that she was overly upset. Helpless, Yang Chan could only explain, "I'm not sick, Nezha really isn't dead, but I can't say the specifics. This grave is Li Nezha's grave, not Nezha's grave."

Seeing her serious expression, which didn't seem like she was in a daze, Yang Jian and Yu Ding Zhenren exchanged glances and asked thoughtfully, "What do you mean?"

Yang Chan pointed to the small mound of graves: "You should have heard Li Jing's proclamation, right? This grave is to completely sever the kinship between Nezha and Li Jing. From now on, there will be no Li Nezha, only Nezha."

Upon hearing this, the two suddenly realized what was going on. Master Yu Ding's brows relaxed, and he fanned himself again: "I knew it! My senior brother couldn't possibly be ignoring Nezha. He must be using some secret technique to heal Nezha, right?"

Well, I guessed about half right.

However, they couldn't reveal Yang Jiao's whereabouts, so Yang Chan didn't reply. The three of them took it as a tacit agreement and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fearing they would continue to press for information about Nezha, Yang Chan immediately changed the subject: "By the way, Second Brother, why did you suddenly come? Didn't Fifth Brother say you were looking for an opportunity to break through?"

Yang Jian proudly extended his fist, flipped it in front of Yang Chan, and produced a whooshing sound: "I have broken through, Third Sister, we can go save Father and Mother now."

"Really?"

Yang Chan's eyes lit up with surprise, "No wonder Xiao Wu suddenly said he missed Xiao Liu and ran off to Peach Mountain. Did he know that you would be going there soon, Second Brother?"

Thinking of this, Yang Chan had even more confidence in Yang Jian's actions.

After hearing her words, Yang Jian looked at Yu Ding Zhenren and became even more determined. After three years of learning, the time had finally come to rescue his parents!

"Third sister, let's go. We'll go to Peach Mountain first, rescue Father and Mother, and then find a way to find eldest brother!"

Yang Chan paused in her excitement: "Okay."

Yang Jian was so engrossed in the beautiful thought of family reunion that he didn't notice Yang Chan's strange behavior. However, Yu Ding Zhenren glanced at her, raised an eyebrow, and said nothing.

So, Yang Jian and his two companions, along with Yang Chan, the four of them couldn't wait to turn around and head towards Peach Mountain.