Chapter 50 A real woman never looks back at an explosion...
Am I really a water element person?
It's more like it clashes with water.
When he first fell into the pool of blood, Pingyu imagined that his mouth and nose would be submerged in blood, and he thought about it sincerely in his heart.
"What are you afraid of?"
Nezha chuckled and asked, gesturing for her to look to both sides.
The pool was somewhat deep, but they didn't sink directly to the bottom; instead, they floated. Lin Dong and Xue Yue'e were together, while Ping Yu and Nezha were together. Between the four of them was a light blue bead radiating light. The light blue glow formed a membrane around their bodies, completely separating the blood. The Lin couple also opened their eyes at this moment, repeatedly praising the wonders of the magic.
Before coming here, Ping Yu had watched a lot of movies and TV dramas, so he could guess the name of the bead from the bead:
"Water-repelling beads?"
"You know your stuff."
Her little mouth always speaks so arrogantly.
In addition to the Universe Ring, Fire-Tipped Spear, Hun Tian Ling, Golden Brick, and Handkerchief, Nezha now has a Water-Repelling Bead.
This person is like a treasure chest, able to take whatever they want.
While thinking about this, the boy took out a small golden bead and threw it out.
The pearl rolled along the ground and came to rest in a corner.
"What is this?"
Pingyu circled around him like a curious child, wanting to see where Nezha's magical treasures were stored.
"The eyes of the Yellow-Eyed Spirit."
Nezha let her spin around until she was finished before pressing her down. He pressed his finger against the girl's lips and shushed her, "They're here."
The Universe Ring returned to Nezha's hands, and he swung it back and forth as if adjusting something. An image flickered within the ring, then quickly became clear.
A pair of shoes arrived in haste.
Holy crap, antenna TV!
The screen zooms out and shows the person in the future.
Ping Yu was greatly shocked: This is too high-level! There's even camera work!?
Considering the yellow bead that Nezha threw earlier, could the Universe Ring be connected via Bluetooth?
Finding himself getting lost in thought, Pingyu quickly rubbed his face to bring himself back to his senses and forced himself to focus his attention back on the circle.
The dog had explained that every village chief was a disciple of the mountain god.
They all learned the righteous methods, no wonder they said their father used the same sword finger when they saw Nezha.
"I knew they were in cahoots."
Pingyu was annoyed by him and wished he had a keyboard to type on so he could vent his anger on the live stream.
But why is Xue Cheng'an, who should be staying in Balai to celebrate his birthday, here?
The young man stood bewildered amidst the ruins, clutching a pottery jar, looking down at the masked figures lying haphazardly on the ground. His initially helpless expression turned deathly pale when he caught sight of one of them. Seeing him kneel down, the others quickly removed a bronze mask and cried out, "Father!"
father?
Pingyu recognized who he was removing the mask from:
"The masked men who were chasing me and my father were led by him."
The mask was removed, revealing an old man's face.
This face is very similar to Xue Cheng'an's, about 70-80% alike.
Nezha went all out this time; although he only knocked the people unconscious, he used considerable hidden force. These people probably won't wake up for several days.
Although everyone in the village was surnamed Xue and closely related, her mother's branch of the family was nearly extinct. Along the way, apart from her great-grandfather, Gou'er, and the deceased Xue Xuliu, Pingyu had not seen any other members of the Xue family besides Xue Cheng'an.
Gou'er said his grandfather was the previous village chief, and his father was currently in power in Balai.
Does this mean that all outgoing village chiefs come to this underground palace to serve the Purple Earth?
Putting aside his father, whom he couldn't wake up, Xue Chengan walked towards the pole with the portrait of the founding emperor hanging on it.
Without a head, it would be one thing, but the corpse with Nezha's head attached did look rather eerie. The old man's yellowish-white body was cut into pieces of flesh and pieced together, his head dangling precariously from his neck.
Pingyu didn't like this, so he long-pressed his finger on the screen.
"What are you doing?" Nezha didn't understand why she suddenly had this tantrum.
"Let's see if we can do double speed."
The plot is terrifying, skip it!
Xue Cheng'an wanted to touch the Emperor Taizu, but feared that too much force would tear off his flesh. He hesitated, then cried out in a sorrowful voice, "Emperor Taizu, your grandson is unfilial. But if we don't do this, Ba Lai will have no way to survive..."
After that, another voice chimed in: "If you want Balai to have a way to survive, you might as well raise a few more old creatures and offer them up."
That sound!
The long-awaited Purple Land has finally arrived!
Pingyu whispered to Nezha, "This old man still calls others 'old things,' but he's the oldest person here."
The earth immortal strolled in from outside.
He paused, staring at the mess on the ground, his eyes turning sinister: "That boy's luck is truly infuriating; he didn't even die."
"Enough!" He slammed his cane down forcefully. "Once I've absorbed the blood of your great-grandfather, even that Spirit Pearl will be no match for me. What then is there to fear from a mere mortal child reincarnated as a celestial being!"
It seems that in movies and TV shows, villains who practice evil arts have to eat meat and drink blood.
However, Pingyu found something strange. She asked, "This land has fallen into demonic ways, and even the Heavenly Court can't see it?"
“He’s taking a shortcut,” Nezha saw through her scheme and explained, “When people grow old, they borrow longevity from Heaven in their seventies. I told you before we came that this so-called borrowing of longevity is actually borrowing the fortune of Heaven and Earth. Therefore, this old man’s body is full of the fortune of Heaven. In addition, his blood is pure essence and supreme yang power, so it’s not surprising that it’s a great tonic. He’s eliminating this old thing that was born by borrowing fortune for Heaven, which is to relieve Heaven’s worries. By taking advantage of this loophole, he won’t be punished or discovered. By absorbing the blood of a long-lived old man, his body will not have any yin energy, only pure yang energy.”
Human lifespan is limited; if it weren't for divine intervention, they would have died long ago. Only when a person is brutally murdered does resentment reside in their body; dying prematurely in this way is considered an act of decree, without any karmic burden.
This is a method that most heretical practitioners wouldn't come up with; that's why they say those who are officially employed are highly skilled.
Mastering information asymmetry is equivalent to possessing wealth.
"Then does that mean we can't touch him?"
If we compare the entire human world to a giant company, the Heavenly Court is the management team, and the Heavenly Dao is the ultimate boss. According to Nezha, the purple land is there to help the boss share the burden, acting as a trusted front man.
What's the point of fighting then!
"It is only natural that we would meet, and that is in accordance with the will of Heaven."
The boy shook his head meaningfully:
"Heaven is benevolent yet also inhumane; those who act in accordance with Heaven go too far, as bad as not going far enough."
At this moment, a conflict broke out between Zi Tudi and Xue Chengan, forcing Pingyu and Nezha to end their conversation.
Upon hearing that Zi Tudi was going to hunt down Pingyu, the young man's eyes widened in fury: "If you kill them, what will happen to Balai?"
"No matter what," Zi Tudi sneered. "It's past midnight, the sun is almost up, and you're still dreaming your big dream. You think you can get out of the mountains by asking others for help? You want to leave, but no one else has that idea. Just look at how much the villagers complain! They asked you to do things for the old immortal, and you actually used the magic I taught you to go down the mountain and ask for help. Have you ever thought about how bad it would be for me and for you if the offerings were cut off? If it weren't for your father's efforts to support you when you first entered the mountains, and your talent for divination, you would have already put on the bronze mask and become one of these people."
He treated the person lying on the ground like trash.
"deficit
The old man, enraged, kicked the young man in front of him to the ground: "You traitor!"
Despite being thoroughly scolded by the immortal, Xue Cheng remained unfazed. He sat slumped to the ground, staring directly at the immortal, and said, word by word, "There is no one left in Balai to offer you tributes."
“My great-grandfather was the last elder. If this trend continues, all the young people in the village will die out.”
The children said that the adults in Balai were all suffering from a strange disease.
Because no elderly people offered sacrifices to the mountain god, it was cursed. Adults who contracted the disease would foam at the mouth, talk nonsense, and then convulse and die, as if possessed.
If adults die, there will be no elderly; if children are left without care, they will die. If this continues, Ba Lai will cease to exist in this world.
"Then give us more meat!" The Earth God turned around with a flick of his sleeve, coldly saying, "I only ever take blood, I give you the meat. The flesh of the elderly is very nourishing. Like cures like, longevity cures longevity, even your great-grandfather grew horns because of this. Since you have supernatural powers, if there are no more elderly people in the village, go outside the mountains to kidnap them. Eat more meat, so that people can live longer. When I ascend to godhood, I will use my supernatural powers to cure your illnesses."
This man is so tactless, the old man has lost all interest in discussing this further with Xue Cheng'an.
It turns out that Nezha's initial hypothesis was correct.
Xue Cheng'an really wanted to use Changshengjiao as a bridge to get the Lin family to help the mountain man leave Balai.
Those who competed with Xue Cheng'an for the position of village chief were all fine; they were all turned into bronze-level assassins by the land public!
There's a lot to glean from this argument, but we'll have to hold off on that for now.
A brightly lit image appeared within the Qiankun Circle: a purple-clad earth spirit was walking towards the blood pool.
The three members of the Lin family were itching to act. They asked Nezha for advice: "What should we do? What should we do? He's here! He's here!"
"It's okay, stay still." The boy remained unmoved, but a mischievous smile crept across his face: "Let's scare him to death."
The land, repeatedly subjected to the wrath of mortals, was like a potato just taken out of an earthen stove, steaming hot as it jumped into the pool of blood.
He floated in the water and cursed angrily: "Damn Heavenly Child!"
Ping Yu emerged from the left: "Are you calling me?"
"You meddlesome Lingzhuzi!"
A splash of water appeared on the right, and Nezha poked his head out: "What is it?"
"Once I reach godhood, I'll make sure you regret it!"
He realized something was wrong only after he finished speaking. Where did that annoying voice come from?
Looking to his left, the girl blinked her eyes at him sweetly, "Oh? So I can't eat that much~"
Turning his head to the right, the boy also laughed: "Really? I'll have to go through this myself."
in unison.
The old man was slow to react and didn't realize what was happening until the two men splashed blood all over his face.
The person he had just threatened to hunt down and kill appeared before him without any fear, completely disregarding him.
The two children's voices hadn't changed yet, and their shrill, childlike laughter echoed one after another.
Each laugh was like a dull knife grinding against the strings of the old man's brain, making his face grow ever more purple. Until the old man's face was almost the same color as his clothes, he finally slapped his bloodied face, and anger welled up from within.
"court death!"
The cane grew larger and slammed down on the two of them with murderous intent.
"Well done!" The Universe Ring blocked the attack, and Nezha picked up Pingyu, laughing as he flew out of the pool.
Lin Dong and Xue Yue'e took the water-repelling pearl and hid in the pool, avoiding the battle. The most dangerous situation was also the safest.
The boy rode on his fiery wheels, embraced the girl, and brandished his fire-tipped spear.
Pingyu quickly analyzed the situation from her vantage point and said, "Send me to Xue Cheng'an."
The argument between the young man and the old man wasn't very concise, and she still had questions to ask.
Nezha didn't waste any words: "Here, take the Universe Ring."
"good."
Just as Xue Chengan was about to leave the battlefield, he was stopped by the girl who had landed.
"you......"
The girl got straight to the point: "I have two questions."
Since they emerged from the blood pool, it proved that they had been staying there all along. Realizing that their argument had undoubtedly been overheard, Xue Cheng'an had no intention of hiding anything. Furthermore, knowing he had dragged them into this, he replied, "What is it? Ask away."
When did the epidemic begin?
The young man had expected the girl to ask him why he did this, and why he had dragged her family into it, but he hadn't expected her to ask this. The girl's expression was serious; she wasn't joking. Xue Cheng'an fell into recollection, and as he had said, he spoke frankly: "I don't know when it started. I only remember when I was little, an uncle suddenly collapsed, foaming at the mouth. He was waving a knife around the house, and accidentally cut his own neck and died. My parents told me that something like that had happened to them back then. There were many people in Balai at that time, and whenever something like this happened, they would celebrate the elders' birthdays and offer them as a sacrifice, sending them to the mountains. After the sacrifice, the village would be peaceful for a while. But as I grew up, the probability of villagers falling ill increased."
"The mountain god needs blood to nourish himself, saying that after becoming a god, he can relieve our suffering from illness."
Above the blood pool not far away, the boy and the old man were locked in a fierce battle.
It's red, like a bloodline.
The purple color resembles meridians.
The two intertwined, like tendons pulled from a person's body scattered all over the ground.
The mountain god told him that Balai could also become a longevity village.
Their letters, passed down from generation to generation, reached one elderly person after another.
They ate their flesh, drank their blood, and had children with their own brothers and sisters to multiply and procreate.
Recalling Xue Xuliu, who had stabbed him with a knife at the birthday banquet, the young man's eyes showed excruciating pain: "After this founding emperor, there are no more elders to offer sacrifices to."
Without blood, how can a mountain god become a god?
Wuzhaoshan and Balai are one; they prosper together and suffer together.
Pingyu remained unmoved and posed a second question: "How did you find my parents?"
The family genealogy does not record many things in detail. Moreover, information is scarce in the mountains and the genealogy is outdated, so it is impossible to know about her family's situation.
Without knowing they were hiding in the blood pool, the land could not possibly have set a trap to deceive non-existent people.
It was the young man's own idea to approach the Lin family.
“I figured it out,” he said, taking out a tortoise shell from his robes. “I’m very good at divination, and that’s why the mountain god took me as his apprentice.”
"It is the will of Heaven that has pointed the way to survival for you in Balai."
The cracks on the tortoise shell clearly reveal the character "林" (Lin).
There was no way out of the mountains; the only option was to go outside.
Outside the mountains lives the wealthy Lin family, whose matriarch is a member of a collateral branch of the Xue family.
The hermit had no gifts to give, but from that day on, horns grew on the forehead of the founding emperor.
Using horns to draw a line might give the people of Balai Village a chance to survive.
However, apart from Xue Chengan, no one in the village wanted to go to the city.
Pingyu didn't understand the divination symbols, but he could recognize characters.
Everything makes sense now, including what Purple Earth once said.
She was said to be a celestial child who was favored by the heavens.
Good fortune is for her to enjoy; to others, even her mere presence and breathing will bring countless misfortunes.
Even though her father spoke up for her, Pingyu still held a grudge about it.
She has been haunted by ghosts since she was a child, causing her family great distress.
Because of their poor health in infancy, they were often sick and lost their souls, which caused many slaves to be beaten to death for failing to take good care of them.
Her parents were so worried about her that their hair turned white, and she was swindled out of a lot of their family property by a swindling Taoist priest.
The young man handed her the tortoise shell, which still felt warm from his body.
Touching it with your fingers, you can feel a warm sensation.
The fingertips traced lines on the tortoise shell, horizontal strokes and vertical strokes, forming the character "林" (lin).
The "forest" is open on all sides, a path to survival that can be seen and encountered.
At that moment, Pingyu suddenly understood.
She ran to the edge of the blood pool with the tortoise shell, pointed at the purple shadow in the sky, and cursed, "You old bastard, I'll fight you!"
The two, who had been exchanging blows, stopped at the same time.
Purple Earth looked at the girl protected by the Universe Ring:
She is no longer the exceptionally talented and high-ranking celestial child of the Ninth Heaven. She has not learned any magical arts, possesses no spiritual artifacts, and is even much weaker than others physically. She is as small as a fallen fruit, easily crushed and not even enough to satisfy someone's hunger.
Compared to himself, who was able to fight against Lingzhuzi, a feeling of arrogance arose spontaneously.
He stroked his long beard and asked, "Things are different now. Heavenly Child, you are now just a fearless mortal child. What makes you think you can fight me?"
She had already recited the incantation before she arrived, and with Nezha present, no one would interrupt her casting.
The girl stepped forward with a flourish and pointed to write three dots in the air.
-'Thunder Thunder Thunder Thunder'-
She raised her head, her imposing manner undiminished: "I'll fight you with the heavens!"
A thunderclap, a flash of lightning, awakened the people of Balai with its intense light.
The mother held her frightened child and gently comforted him, whispering to her husband, "It looks like a heavy rain is about to fall."
The village keeper looked out the window and silently lay back down on his bed.
"Didn't Lingzhu tell you?" Nezha and the Earth God looked up at the sky at the same time. The old man nodded and pointed at the man with his cane: "I work for Heaven, this lightning won't strike me."
"Heavenly Fire Thunder God, Earthly Fire Thunder God, Five Thunders Descend, Locking Ghosts and Confining Spirits."
Two thunderclaps brought rain, the sky gathered clouds, and a dark cloud hung overhead.
The sudden rain enveloped the entire Wuzhaoshan Mountain.
The rain was violent, with raindrops as big as pebbles.
The other four land deities came out and asked, "What's going on?"
The mountains were smashed so hard that the earth shook.
They discussed whether or not to report it to the Heavenly Court.
"He did say that."
She stared at the arrogant and oblivious earth immortal, her words clear: "But I am a celestial child, my fortune and misfortune are intertwined."
-'By imperial decree of the Five Emperors, evil spirits were vanquished and demons destroyed.'
Three thunderclaps bring wind, which stirs up withered branches and fallen leaves.
It forms two hands on the ailanthus tree, giant hands reaching out from the sky.
Left hand holds a nail, right hand holds a hammer.
Through friction, the Mars became twinkling stars within the clouds.
"You say I brought trouble upon myself, but I've thought about it several times and it doesn't make sense. What trouble did I bring about?"
The giant python in the Li mansion, frustrated by its inability to transform into a dragon, sought out her.
Tong'er and the younger generation wanted to save their mother, which is why they asked her for help.
The sudden malfunction of the Wind and Fire Wheels was to send her to release the souls suppressed by the Taoist priest and the Yin God.
Even when the people of Balai sought a way to survive, the divination pointed to her.
"They are clearly already in a state of disaster, and they want me to bring them good fortune."
Heaven is about to deliver disaster, and wants her to help Nezha quell the chaos and bring good fortune.
This is the true meaning of fortune and misfortune being interdependent, and acting in accordance with the will of Heaven.
Ping Yu understood.
Ping Yu understood.
Instead of wasting your time thinking about these things, you should just kill this old man who's spouting nonsense.
She could lock up twenty-four great demons within her body, and Pingyu's mind was filled with only five words of unwavering conviction:
I am the Savior of the World!
Otherwise, why would these troubles keep coming one after another? Isn't it all so that I can level up by defeating monsters, gain the respect of thousands, and ascend to heaven with my parents, servants, and Mimi outside the courtyard?
Thunder rumbled, and a bolt of lightning, seemingly eager to strike, pierced the earth, setting the hollowed-out ailanthus tree ablaze.
As the smell of burning filled the air, the Purple Earth Deity's confidence began to crack. His previously assured victory seemed to sprout thorns, making it hard to hold on. The Earth Deity began to doubt; would the heavenly lightning really strike? He was clearly acting on behalf of Heaven, putting others before himself; though he had selfish motives, they weren't many! The old man didn't want to believe it, but the increasingly loud and intense thunder from the sky forced him to accept it. The Purple Earth Deity, with his celestial position, was a celestial being; he knew the power of heavenly lightning better than any demon or ghost Ping Yu had ever encountered.
Once gathered, they will not dissipate until they strike the target location.
The thunder was far greater than Ping Yu had imagined, far surpassing the Five Thunder Spell she had used with Nezha the first time.
"Wow, am I really a genius?" She was secretly delighted, but her expression remained indifferent.
Ping Yu pretended to be a celestial child who had transcended the mundane world and already knew the true meaning of destiny.
Knowing he couldn't escape his fate of being struck down, Zi Tudi said bitterly, "I lost to you, not because you were stronger than me. It's fate."
-'Hurry, hurry, as the law commands'-
"It's true you're acting on behalf of Heaven, but..."
Her hair was whipped around by spiritual energy.
The childish words, echoing the thunder, were etched into every corner of the underground palace:
"I am the sky."
Five thunderbolts fell.
A giant hand from the heavens struck down with a hammer, unleashing a chilling, thunderous roar.
A blinding white light shot straight into the ground, hurtling towards the purple-clad figure. A lightning blade formed a waterfall of light that flashed before Ping Yu's eyes, but she saw only this purple light hurtling towards her.
The old man's face twisted in a ferocious grin: "Without the Spirit Pearl in your next life, let's see how you survive!"
He moved with incredible speed, unleashing astonishing power in the face of life and death. Even the Qiankun Ring, which constricted his waist, couldn't stop him, and Nezha, unable to resist, was also pulled along.
The lightning wouldn't stop until it struck someone; it would descend from the sky, then bend at a right angle, following the path of the earth as it struck him, and then strike Pingyu.
Holy crap, this old man's defenses have been broken!
Pingyu tried to run away, but he fell to the ground as soon as he moved.
She looked down and found that her legs were bound by the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) that the Earth God had taken from his bosom.
Pingyu: ?
Nezha: ?
No wonder it hasn't come back since it went out to scout; it must have been taken prisoner of war.
The Earth God pulled Pingyu towards himself, while Nezha restrained the Earth God and dragged him in front of him.
The three were inseparable and entangled in a never-ending struggle.
"Let go!"
Pingyu and Nezha shouted together.
"I won't let go!" Even as he was about to be strangled in half, the purple earthen figure refused to relent: "You two from the Ninth Heaven, die with me!"
Thunder is inhuman and will not wait.
It fell as scheduled.
Pingyu and Nezha, who were bathed in the thunder together, did not feel any pain.
The light barrier isolated the world, and among the three, only the Earth God was screaming in agony.
In that life-or-death moment, Pingyu instinctively curled up and covered her head. The heart-wrenching screams of the purple earth nearly ripped through her ears. The girl murmured, "Am I dead?"
I've heard that if a person dies quickly, they don't feel any pain.
"I'm not dead." Nezha opened his eyes.
A curtain of lightning separated them into human form, keeping them out of the way.
He looked at the trembling girl and said, "We weren't hit."
Ping Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but still didn't open his eyes.
Like a kitten, she scrambled to her feet and pointed randomly, saying, "Everyone says I'm the sky, how could I possibly chop myself up? Ha, watch me chop you up!"
When someone grabbed her finger, Nezha bent her fingertips toward the ground.
"Can you open your eyes before you start spouting threats?" He was speechless: "You're pointing fingers at me."
"No!" the girl refused decisively.
She stood ramrod straight, speaking with conviction:
"A real woman never looks back at an explosion."
Author's Note: The next chapter will be all about sweet everyday moments~
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