Chapter 253 Reunion of Siblings
"Nezha—"
Amidst the overlapping cries of grief, besides those from Nezha's mother, a green figure darted out and pounced in front of Nezha.
"This is... Yang Chan?"
Tianpeng looked at the girl who was lying on Nezha's body, weeping bitterly, and recognized her identity from her slightly familiar eyes and brows.
How did they meet?
The Great Golden Crow's eyes flashed as it stepped forward to check his breath.
"Get away!"
With tears in her eyes, Yang Chan pushed the giant golden crow away.
The Great Golden Crow ignored him and returned to Tianpeng's side: "Nezha is dead, let's go."
Tianpeng sighed and nodded helplessly. Before leaving, he warned Ao Guang, "Dragon King, debts are settled with death. You must release these people."
Out of fear of the Heavenly Court, Ao Guang nodded unhappily: "Of course."
He ordered the shrimp soldiers and crab generals to release the civilians, glanced one last time at Nezha's corpse, snorted coldly, and left with Ao Tingxin and the main force of the East Sea.
With the enemy gone, Li Jing was saddened to see his weeping wife and Nezha's corpse, but he hardened his heart and ordered, "Men, throw Nezha out!"
"master!"
Nezha's mother couldn't believe what she was hearing and hugged Nezha tightly, "This is our son!"
"Throw him out!"
Li Jing gave the order again to drag her away.
Yang Chan watched all this in shock. She couldn't believe that there could be such a heartless father in the world. She pushed away the servants who wanted to harm Nezha and said, "Get away from Nezha! Don't come near him! I'm taking him away!"
The servants were actually unwilling to do such a thing, so they watched as Yang Chan struggled to carry Nezha's body away.
“Nezha…I’ll take you to Master…Master can save you, he definitely can…”
Yang Chan carried Nezha tightly on her back, staggering forward, tears streaming down her face.
At this moment, Yang Chan felt as if she had returned to the day her family was separated, and she was even more grief-stricken.
Because what separated her family was the mountain, the heavenly law, and what separated her from Nezha was life and death.
Although Nezha was younger than her, his care for her over the past three years was genuine, and she truly regarded this junior brother as family. Therefore, Yang Chan could not accept losing Nezha at all.
She regretted not agreeing to go back to Chen Tang Pass with Nezha this time. If she had gone with him, perhaps Nezha wouldn't have died.
"ah"
Overwhelmed by grief and lost in thought, Yang Chan nearly fell. In her final moments, she desperately protected Nezha's body, unwilling to let him suffer even the slightest harm.
At that moment, a golden light flashed, and an invisible, gentle force lifted her up.
"This is……"
"Third sister is a young lady now."
Yang Chan stared blankly at the man who appeared before her, trying to smile, but couldn't help crying even louder: "Big brother, big brother..."
"I'm here, I'm here."
Yang Jiao stepped forward, took Nezha from her back, and placed it on the banner. Then he embraced the little girl, who was crying uncontrollably, and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, your big brother is back."
"Big brother."
Yang Chan choked up. Three years had passed since they last met, and she really missed her older brother. There were so many things she wanted to say to him, but all her words turned into a single call.
Yang Jiao remained silent for a while, giving her time to adjust her mindset, before slowly saying, "Alright, alright, it's been three years, and Third Sister has become as soft as water."
Yang Chan wiped away her tears and stepped out of Yang Jiao's arms, "Big Brother..."
Seeing Nezha beside her, Yang Chan, who had just composed herself, felt like crying again. She tugged at Yang Jiao's sleeve. Just like always, she looked at her elder brother with trust.
"Brother, Nezha... can you save Nezha?"
Yang Jiao's gaze fell on Nezha, who seemed to be asleep but whose chest remained completely still. He smiled and said, "Your eldest brother hasn't been studying for nothing these past three years. Third sister, do you think Nezha and I are destined for each other?"
Yang Chan was taken aback, but looking into Yang Jiao's eyes, she suddenly remembered what Jieyin Zhun had said about their family seducing their eldest brother. She nodded repeatedly and said, "It's fate. Nezha has known my second brother and me for three years, so he must also be destined to be with my eldest brother."
Yang Jiao smiled gently: "Very well, since we are destined to meet, I will certainly save him."
He gently patted the restless dragon-shaped bracelet on his wrist: "A life for a life, the karma has been cleared, there's no reason why only you should survive, right?"
Yang Chan didn't quite understand Yang Jiao's meaning, but following his movements, she noticed the bracelet on his wrist, which seemed to be alive.
Before she could speak, Yang Jiao pointed his finger at Nezha's forehead, and soon Nezha's soul appeared in mid-air.
Nezha!
Yang Chan exclaimed excitedly.
Nezha, whose soul had just appeared, was still somewhat confused. Only after Yang Chan called out to him did his eyes gradually clear. "Third Sister..."
"I'm dead..." Nezha looked down at himself, then at his body on the ground, lost in thought, before turning to Yang Jiao: "Who are you?"
"Nezha, this is my elder brother Yang Jiao."
"Brother Yang?" Nezha looked Yang Jiao up and down. He was indeed handsome, just like Yang Jian and Yang Chan. Moreover, his aura was unfathomable.
"Nezha, don't worry, my elder brother can save you."
Hearing Yang Chan's words, Nezha pursed his lips. "Third Sister, there's no need for Brother Yang to worry about me. To be brought back to life is no simple matter. In my short life, I've already had enough to know you and Second Brother. Perhaps what Li Jing said is true; I am indeed a prodigy..."
“No,” Yang Chan interrupted him, “you are not a monster, you are my friend, my second brother’s friend, and our family. Don’t listen to what other people are saying!”
"Family?"
Nezha was somewhat shaken, and his eyes flickered.
Yang Jiao didn't give him much time to think, and only said, "Saving you is not easy, but it's not too difficult either. One thing at a time, you committed suicide to save the people of Chentang Pass and your parents, but the cause was that you harmed the Third Prince of the East Sea. So the debt of gratitude for your birth and upbringing is not yet fully repaid. I have two ways to save you."
Nezha pursed his lips and remained silent, but Yang Chan was very anxious for him: "Brother, what's the solution?"
"First, build him a Nezha Palace, seal his physical body in a clay statue, and let him receive incense offerings from the people for three years, after which he will be reborn. To receive incense offerings, one needs to accumulate merit and do practical things for the people..."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chan quickly spoke up: "I can, brother, I can guard the palace for Nezha and do things for the people."
"Third sister, Nezha is not worth it."
“Don’t speak,” Yang Chan said with unusual courage. “Big brother, please continue.”
“If he is resurrected in three years, Nezha will naturally still be the third son of the Li family and will still have to be filial to his parents.” Seeing Nezha’s resistant expression, Yang Jiao still said, “Of course, if it is less than three years and the clay statue is destroyed, Nezha will be completely destroyed.”
"The second method is to discard this physical body and have me recreate one for you. The only difficulty in this method lies in choosing a suitable material for the body. But even though the bones and blood are exchanged, the debt of gratitude for your birth must still be repaid. After your rebirth, you must also repay Li Jing with a chance."
"Nezha, what do you choose?"
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