12dz Chapter 238 Nezha Steals Jinzha's Military Merit
Chapter 238 Nezha Steals Jinzha's Military Merit
"I'm here!"
Yang Jiao rushed down, waving the soul-guiding banner.
Originally, Zhang Guifang's soul should have gone to the Conferred God Platform, but now Yang Jiao is sitting on the battlefield with the Soul-Guiding Banner in hand. Influenced by the Soul-Guiding Banner, a wisp of soul slowly floated out from his corpse.
Yang Jiao waved the banner twice, and immediately sucked him into it.
[Ding! Congratulations, host Zhang Guifang, you have obtained 1 card-drawing token.]
[Ding, system reminder: Please select one of the two volumes of the Investiture of the Gods before the conferment of titles.]
Yang Jiao raised her eyebrows and beamed with joy upon hearing the system's voice in her mind.
She finally has a token!
Although there's only one, at least my wallet isn't empty anymore.
It's been so long, far too long since I've received a token.
Since the system was upgraded to version 2.0, he's given himself a copy of the Investiture of the Gods and hasn't issued any more missions.
Jiang Ziya pondered, looking in the direction the four Taoists from Nine Dragons Island had fled, and said with apprehension:
“We must not let them escape. I was injured by their magic weapons earlier, so I went to Kunlun Mountain to ask my master for the God-Slaying Whip. Young friend, please take your time. Let me go and catch up with the four of them first, and then I will treat you properly.”
Having said that, Jiang Ziya mounted the Qilin and hurriedly chased after it in one direction.
Yang Jiao stared at the strange creature, then suddenly murmured to herself:
"Is the four-legged creature male or female?"
Upon hearing this, Nezha shook his head and replied:
"I don't know, why do you ask this?"
Yang Jiao pouted.
You're going to raise mosquitoes!
How can the milk of cows and sheep in this mortal world compare to that of divine beasts?
Even the milk that Yao Ji prepared for Yang Jian was the milk of a divine beast that she had found from who-knows-where, which was then refined into powder by spiritual plants, making it so delicious when brewed.
Otherwise, how could a mere mortal woman have managed to abduct the Mosquito Taoist?
However, the most important thing now is to catch up with the four Taoists from Kowloon Island. These four will be guarding the Lingxiao Palace in the future. Although we can't give this divine position to Yang Tianyou as a laborer, we can't let Jinzha and Muzha get any credit either.
She hurriedly pulled Nezha aside and said:
“You go east to chase after that demon king, and I’ll go north to chase after Yang Sen.”
Nezha had already captured the commander Zhang Guifang, making him the greatest contributor to the war effort, but Yang Jiao still didn't ask why.
His answer was that the Wind and Fire Wheels ignited into a raging inferno.
Seeing Nezha head off, Yang Jiao also turned and flew north.
Mosquito Taoist followed behind him.
"Yang Jiao, what about me? What about me?"
After Yang Jiao's cultivation improved, her flight speed also increased. In no time, she saw Mu Zha's figure. She looked at him with a slightly cold gaze.
But when he replied to the mosquito-monkey, his words carried a warm tone:
"That Yang Sen is just a minor Taoist priest, why would I, Mosquito, need to take action?"
"Just watch and see."
Mosquito Taoist was coaxed.
indeed.
Those so-called Four Saints of Kowloon Island possessed only meager magical abilities; as a dignified Taiyi Golden Immortal, she truly had no need for them.
Jiang Ziya, who had been pursuing Gao Youqian westward, had already stopped him from escaping. He sat astride his mythical beast, his eyes stern, and shouted a stern command to stop him:
“Fellow Daoist, you have defied Heaven and injured 3,500 of my Zhou army. If you repent today and return to your Daoist temple, I will spare you this time.”
Gao Youqian listened and then laughed arrogantly:
"Jiang Ziya, you dare to come and stop me alone without your powerful nephew by your side? Have you forgotten that you were killed by my elder brother Wang Mo with the Heaven-Opening Pearl in the previous battle?"
"Let's see how many lives you have left!"
As he spoke, he charged straight at Jiang Ziya.
After Jiang Ziya died, he was revived by the Golden Elixir. When he went to Kunlun Mountain to seek help, Yuanshi Tianzun gave him several treasures.
What he holds now is the God-Slaying Whip.
He raised it high, showing no fear whatsoever:
"Then let you try the Jade Void Magic Treasure."
Jiang Ziya unleashed the God-Slaying Whip, and with a thunderclap in the clear sky, amidst the lightning and thunder, it struck Gao Youqian squarely on the head.
His head exploded instantly, white brain matter splattering out, and he died a violent death.
This was the first time Jiang Ziya had used this divine whip, and he was startled by its astonishing power. He quickly urged his Qilin (a mythical creature) to approach, picked up the God-Slaying Whip as if it were a precious treasure, and hurriedly said:
"What a wonderful magical artifact! It is indeed worthy of being given by Master. It is truly amazing."
It was astonishing that Gao Youqian could be killed with a single blow.
……
Yang Jiao watched as Mu Zha chased after Yang Sen at an extremely fast speed, remaining seated on the cloud without making a move.
Mosquito Taoist asked curiously:
"Weren't you going to steal kills? Why aren't you going?"
Yang Jiao wasn't in a hurry at all. She even had the interest to pull out the cloud-like object under her seat little by little and knead it into a doll. Before long, she had kneaded out a pure white mosquito that looked like a cloud.
Only then did he teach the mosquito the Daoist:
"The essence of stealing kills is to wait until others have reduced the opponent to low health before finishing them off with the final blow."
Yang Jiao's eyes lit up; she had found a new way to play.
she,
To be in this great war of gods
That most despicable human-headed dog!
……
Nezha's Wind Fire Wheels are a top-grade magical artifact. Although they are not as powerful as those of the Innate Realm, there are few among the immortals who can match them.
In just a few breaths, he saw Jinzha catch up with the Demon King, and the two engaged in a fierce battle.
An idea that coincided with Yang Jiao's immediately flashed through his mind.
Nezha suddenly laughed.
At this moment, Jinzha hurriedly used the Dragon-Binding Stake to try to knock the Demon King off his mount.
Wang Mo sneered:
"You mere Daoist boy dares to challenge me? Watch as I unleash the Heavenly Pearl!"
The Dragon-Binding Stake has three golden pillars with golden rings on top, which can bind and capture people like a rope that binds immortals.
The moment the Dragon-Hiding Stake was unleashed, wind and clouds rose.
At the same time, Wang Mo's Heaven-Opening Pearl flew towards him at lightning speed. Jinzha hurriedly turned to dodge, but it was too fast, and he had nowhere to avoid it. He gritted his teeth and thought to himself:
"Even if I am seriously injured today, I will definitely exchange you for military merit!"
Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of the Vast Dharma, was his master. Before he descended the mountain, he had already told him that he must strive for more merits in order to gain merit after being conferred the title of a god.
Once his fame spreads far and wide and he is deified, he will be associated with people from all walks of life.
Jinzha took the blow from the Heaven-Opening Pearl head-on.
As blood gushed from his mouth, Wang Mo was also bound by the Dragon-Suppressing Stake, which could capture immortals and even dragons.
He said with great joy:
"Military merit awarded!"
Unexpectedly,
Suddenly, a fiery afterimage flashed before his eyes. His expression changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm:
"Nezha! No!"
The moment the words were spoken.
Wang Mo's head was already in Nezha's hand. He looked at Jin Zha, who was so badly injured that he could barely walk, and turned his head innocently, saying:
"I saw you being beaten until you vomited blood, and I kindly came to help you. Why are you looking at me with such hatred?"
Jinzha felt a tightness in his chest.
Thinking to myself:
Just as his father said, Nezha is indeed a prodigy!
He was so angry that he vomited another mouthful of foul blood.
Nezha landed on a withered branch, the crisp sound of it breaking echoing in Jinzha's ears, filling him with dread.
The voice that came out trembled:
"What are you trying to do? Are you planning to kill your brother after failing to kill your father?!"
With each step closer, Jinzha's fear deepened.
The pair of feet he saw at that moment looked like demons coming to claim his life.
Nezha calmly walked past Jinzha, who was lying on the ground, only pausing for a second beside his face before a voice filled with extreme disgust reached Jinzha's ears.
"Kill you? You're not worthy."