"Forget it, let him continue sleeping. This kid has had a tough time coming from the primordial world to this fantasy world... Ouch! Could you please tell him to keep it down? Damn it, is that thunder?"

Lu Shan was speaking calmly to Zhou Mu, but the snoring grew louder and louder until finally he couldn't hold back anymore and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Zhou Mu was quite decisive. He stepped forward and slapped her hard. With a crisp sound, five clear finger marks appeared on her fair face.

With a bang, Nezha finally woke up. His big eyes darted around, still sleepy and a little dazed. When he realized his little face was burning with pain, the toddler angrily demanded, "Who hit me?"

boom

At this moment, the Hun Tian Ling suddenly came alive, spinning around Nezha like a coiled dragon, while the Qiankun Ring on his body began to glow with golden light.

It seems that the Universe Ring and the Heavenly Silk will be activated as soon as the master gives the order.

"Uh...you're really ruthless. You hit such a cute child. You're a beast, no, you're worse than a beast." Lu Shan said immediately when he saw that things were not going well.

"Damn it, didn't you tell me to hit him?" Zhou Mu said seriously.

Lu Shan's expression changed, and he quickly shook his head, saying, "I never said that! Do you have any evidence? Don't talk nonsense if you don't have any evidence..."

Snap

Nezha's figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Shan, and swung a wide hand to slap him hard across the face. Immediately afterwards, a whooshing sound rang out, and Lu Shan's figure was embedded hard in the wall like a kite with a broken string.

If the walls of the Wentian Tower hadn't been specially reinforced, Lu Shan might have been sent flying much further away.

"you……"

After sliding to the ground, Lu Shan slumped over, looked at Zhou Mu, and grinned, saying, "You're finished..."

I tried to stand up, but it felt like my whole body was riddled with fractures; the slightest movement brought on excruciating pain.

"Um...that...you really went all out."

Zhou Mu was wary of Nezha, who was a complete stranger to him. That slap he delivered earlier was really fierce, but why did he seem so weak in front of Zhang Heng? Could it be that he was only brave to his own kind?

Nezha seemed to have seen through Zhou Mu's thoughts, and pouted, saying, "It will take some time for the immortal power in my body to be converted into spiritual power."

"So you spent the day you were asleep converting spiritual energy?" Zhou Mu asked hurriedly.

Nezha nodded honestly, weighed the Universe Ring in his hand, and with a flash of lightning, a smile appeared on his milky white face. He tilted his head slightly and looked at Zhou Mu, saying, "Master, I want to eat."

"ha……"

Zhou Mu was stunned.

Goodness, this person who came from the primordial era, the first thing he said was about food. Okay, he's definitely a foodie.

At this moment, Lu Shan also recovered and stood up by supporting himself against the wall. However, the clothes covering his body had been turned into dust by the force of the punch, so he was a little embarrassed. He could only pick up the stones on the ground to make a makeshift cover. Apart from being a little drafty and uncomfortable when walking, there were no other problems.

Such a serious injury would be a miracle for anyone else; to be able to survive would be a miracle. But for someone like Lu Shan to be back to his old self in no time is a medical miracle.

Seeing Lu Shan approaching, Zhou Mu felt somewhat guilty and gave an awkward smile, saying, "Shanzi, I'm sorry for what I did to you this time, you..."

"come over."

Lu Shan remained calm and waved his hand.

Zhou Mu wasn't stupid; he knew he'd get slapped if he went over, so he decisively shook his head and subconsciously took a step back. "I suddenly remembered I have something to do. Bye!"

They made a hasty escape.

Lu Shan was seething with hatred. Originally, the culprit was the little baby in front of him, but he was still afraid of the power of that slap, so he could only transfer his anger to Zhou Mu.

Just as he was about to rush over, Nezha suddenly stepped forward and blocked Lu Shan's way. The little baby was barefoot, so Lu Shan had to lower his head to see the baby's face.

The little toddler stood with his hands on his hips, pouting with a cute but fierce look, and said, "Are you going to bully my master?"

He looked fierce but not at all menacing, and even a little cute. But Lu Shan, who had actually been slapped across the face, knew the power of this little kid. He immediately took a step back and said with a smile, "No, no, I just wanted to catch up with him."

"uh-huh."

Nezha snorted, then skipped away, clutching the Universe Ring.

After he left, the Wind and Fire Wheels lying on the ground suddenly burst into flames, and then with a whoosh, they flew in the direction Nezha had left.

Lu Shan stared blankly until the Wind Fire Wheels disappeared from sight before he came to his senses. "Holy crap... was that really Nezha? Why is he so different from the Nezha in the TV series?"

...

Inside the Phantom Pavilion

Zhang Heng sat on the grand chair symbolizing the power of the cabinet minister, his face gloomy as he looked at Zhou Tong, who was sitting cross-legged and healing his injuries. He snorted coldly and said, "What's wrong with you? If you hadn't suddenly changed your mind, we would have succeeded long ago."

Within a mass of black mist, a light of extreme darkness flickered. Zhou Tong narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "This was just a test. We haven't used our full strength yet. Let them breathe a sigh of relief for now. Next time... hehehehe."

"Laugh at you, don't you think your laughter is disgusting? You've messed up such a simple thing, and you still have the nerve to laugh? If I were you, I'd just find a place to hang myself."

Zhang Heng finally couldn't hold back and started cursing.

He stood up abruptly, took a few quick steps to Zhou Tong, and swung his hand out with a powerful blow.

With a loud slap, the hand pierced through the layers of black mist and landed squarely on Zhou Tong's face.

Zhou Tong was stunned, still in shock. He stared wide-eyed at Zhang Heng and gritted his teeth as he said, "Zhang Heng."

"Why are you calling me grandpa?"

After being slapped, Zhang Hengsheng's anger subsided slightly. He sat down in his chair, took a few breaths, and then looked at Zhou Tong with eyes like a hawk, saying, "Zhou Tong, if this is all you've got, then I need to reconsider our cooperation."

As the surrounding black mist dissipated, Zhou Tong stood up heavily, the five finger marks on his face particularly noticeable. He ran his fair fingertips over the marks, chuckled deeply, and said, "With a brain like yours, how did you manage to infiltrate the Sword God Hall for decades? You're fucking stupid."

Zhang Heng's expression changed slightly. Now somewhat unrestrained, he was about to make a move when the latter waved his hand with a slightly mocking expression.

With a seemingly powerless wave of his hand, a vast expanse of black energy swept out.