Chapter 254 The Lord of the Sun
"I choose option two."
Nezha was silent for a while. He looked at Yang Chan's excited eyes, hoping for his survival, and then looked up at Yang Jiao with determination. "Thank you, Brother Yang, for your planning. Nezha chooses the second method."
Even if suitable materials are hard to find?
“Even if it’s hard to find.” Nezha nodded, giving Yang Chan a rare smile. “I know Third Sister means well, but Nezha doesn’t want to add any more burden to Third Sister…”
Yang Chan interrupted him: "Nezha, I did it voluntarily."
Nezha shook his head: "Third sister, you regard Nezha as family, and Nezha also wants to live again for himself and for you. This body was given to me by Li Jing and my mother. I do not want to have any connection with Li Jing anymore, so I do not want this body."
"If Nezha wants to repay anyone, he only wants to repay my mother. He doesn't want to be bound by Li Jing's father-son relationship again in the future. Besides..."
Nezha gazed into the distance in the direction of the General's Mansion at Chentang Pass: "I know Li Jing too well. He values his reputation, loyalty, and his father's authority above all else. If I choose the first method, he might destroy my clay statue himself when he finds out one day."
Having figured it out, Nezha's soul emitted an even more focused light: "Nezha has already died once, and I don't want to lose my life because of him again."
Having understood his meaning, Yang Chan nodded with tears in her eyes.
Yang Jiao didn't show any surprise upon hearing this, after all, he had already heard the whole story.
But in Nezha's eyes, Yang Jiao, who did not show any unusual expression after hearing his rebellious remarks, gained even more of his trust. He thought to himself, "As expected of my third sister's eldest brother, he is so likable."
"Since you've made up your mind, then first let my banner nourish your soul. Once I find a suitable physical body, I will use my magic to save you."
"good."
Nezha nodded, and with a wave of Yang Jiao's hand, his soul transformed into a stream of light and entered the cloth banner in Yang Jiao's hand.
Yang Chan looked at the banner that read "Saving all living beings and curing all diseases," then at Nezha's physical body, and asked, "Brother, what should we do with Nezha's physical body?"
"Take it back to Master Taiyi; after all, he's his disciple."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chan was momentarily dazed. Only then did she remember that before she came out, Taiyi Zhenren had said that Nezha was facing a calamity that no one could take his place. If she arrived in time, she could bring Nezha's remains back.
"Yes, Master also foresaw Nezha's tribulation..."
Yang Chan's feelings were complicated, and she didn't know what to say. She looked up at Yang Jiao and asked, "Brother, I'm taking Nezha back to Qianyuan Mountain. Will you come with me?"
Yang Jiao shook his head slightly: "I have something to do, so I won't go with you."
Yang Chan had already guessed it, and continued to ask, "Second brother is currently studying martial arts at Yuquan Mountain. Will eldest brother go to see him?"
Yang Jiao patted her head and said gently, "Big brother knows that Third Sister is the smartest. Now is not the time for Erlang to meet. When the time comes, we will meet again."
Yang Chan sniffed, her eyes brimming with tears, and forced a smile: "Big brother can't see second brother, but he came to see me, which means big brother likes me the most, right?"
Yang Jiao smiled, "That's right, but this is our secret, we can't tell Erlang."
“Okay,” Yang Chan smiled through her tears, “That is true, but seeing how hard my second brother is working, I won’t let him be jealous.”
Yang Jiao looked at her with a smile, then flicked his finger, and a golden light landed on Nezha's body. Soon, Nezha's body transformed into a miniature wooden puppet, which flew into Yang Chan's hand.
“That way, it will be easier for you to take him back. Once we get to Qianyuan Mountain, Nezha will turn back into his original form.”
"Okay, thank you, brother."
Yang Chan gripped the puppet tightly in her hand, looked at Yang Jiao and nodded earnestly, "After settling Nezha's body, I will study hard until the day our family is reunited."
"Don't worry, it'll be quick."
...
After seeing off the reluctant Yang Chan, Yang Jiao turned around, a smile playing on his lips, and said softly, "Hasn't Your Highness had enough?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the giant golden crow, clad in golden armor, emerged from behind the tree with a complex expression: "Yang Jiao."
"It's been a long time, Your Highness still remembers me?"
The Great Golden Crow remained silent, only gripping the golden wheel in its hand as it scrutinized Yang Jiao.
When he saw him at the Yang residence before, he only had a faint, almost innate, blood-related connection, and the Great Golden Crow didn't take it to heart.
But he had the same feeling again at Chentang Pass, and it became particularly strong as it approached. His first thought was of Yang Jiao.
So after everything was settled, he returned to Chentang Pass and, following his intuition, indeed found Yang Jiao.
Standing so close, that inexplicable sense of closeness became even stronger, a feeling similar to, yet different from, that I had with my nine younger brothers.
Who exactly are you?
Yang Jiao raised an eyebrow and said casually, "I am naturally the son of Yao Ji and Yang Tianyou, Yang Jiao."
The Great Golden Crow frowned and took another step forward: "I'm asking about your identity! What does that have to do with me?"
"My identity? And my relationship with you?"
Yang Jiao took a step closer to him, and seeing the Golden Crow retreating in a wary manner, he laughed and said, "If I said I was your destined one, would you believe me?"
The Great Golden Crow frowned, its body temperature soaring. "What nonsense are you spouting!"
"Tsk," Yang Jiao shook his head, seemingly unaffected by the high temperature. "Great Golden Crow, Great Golden Crow, what are you thinking about all day? Have you caught Marshal Tianpeng's influence?"
Upon hearing this, the Great Golden Crow paused. Was he trying to do the splits? But the temperature didn't drop. He had a fiery temper but wasn't stupid. He didn't believe Yang Jiao hadn't said those words on purpose!
Yang Jiao ignored his displeasure and asked gently, "You've been quite busy these past three years, haven't you? Have you figured out which prince you are?"
You know?
Faced with the Golden Crow's question, Yang Jiao smiled: "You're asking about my Qilin."
The Great Golden Crow fell silent. Yes, both masters and pets are equally talkative; he had almost forgotten that.
"So, Great Golden Crow, before you ask me about my identity, have you figured out who you are?"
Looking at Yang Jiao, who had suddenly become mysterious, the Great Golden Crow's brows furrowed even deeper: "What do you mean?"
Yang Jiao chuckled softly, his voice carrying a hint of seduction and a soul-piercing question: "Are you the Golden Crow General of Heaven... or the Lord of the Sun?"
Countless stars, hidden beneath the sunlight, twinkled in the sky. Meanwhile, the sun, closely connected to the Great Golden Crow, suddenly became uncontrollably active and scorching.
The Great Golden Crow looked at Yang Jiao in shock. Through Yang Jiao's smiling eyes, it seemed as if it saw a mysterious and dazzling galaxy. Even if it was only for a moment, it was enough to make it feel dazed.
"Who are you……"
"So, Great Golden Crow, I'll ask you one more time, do you think we're destined to be together?"
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