Chapter 297: Still Eating? You

On the way to Yuxu Palace.

Tang An sat on Sun Wukong's Somersault Cloud, with Nezha and Yang Jian side by side on her left and right.

"Nezha." Tang An suddenly activated an encrypted call through her Jade Pendant.

"Hm?"

"It's nothing."

"What is it?"

"I just wanted to say, expressing love to family members isn't awkward at all." What Tang An had actually always regretted was that she never had the chance to express her love to her mother.

"If we were following the original plot, if I hadn't kicked little Nezha into Lady Yin's arms just now, that hug would have become the most regretful moment of his life."

Nezha knew Tang An was a bit unhappy, so he took a lollipop and handed it to her.

"Are you missing your mother?"

Tang An stuffed the candy into her mouth, only to find that today's candy tasted a bit bitter.

"I am, how could I not be?"

"So, whether it's you or little Nezha, both of you are luckier than me. At the very least, you have seen your mother and lived together with her."

"And the only time I saw my mother was within my own Heart Demon Illusion." She let out a bitter laugh, her voice slightly choked.

Nezha was silent; for a moment, he didn't know how to comfort her.

Tang An feigned a relaxed tone: "You don't need to worry about me, I'm fine. I just wanted to say, after the Journey to the West is over, you can be a bit braver too."

"Even if Lady Yin has become the Bedside Grandmother, if you recognize her as Lady Yin in your heart, then she is Lady Yin."

"Perhaps... she only called out 'Great God of the Three Altars of the Sea' because she didn't want to become your weakness and drag you down."

Nezha's lips parted slightly; he... had never thought about this problem from the perspective Tang An mentioned.

She always seemed able to see a delicate side that others could not.

"What about Pilanpo Bodhisattva, are you the same?"

Tang An did not deny it, "I don't want to have a weakness, and I don't want her to be dragged down by me."

"The more I keep her transparent, the safer she is."

"Master." Sun Wukong sat beside Tang An, plucked a nearby cloud, used his Dharma Power to solidify it, and stuffed it into her arms for her to play with.

"Master, don't think about those sad things anymore, we are about to reach Yuxu Palace."

Yang Jian also said: "Third Brother, what I think is the same as what Master thinks."

"Between mother and child, with family affection, it shouldn't reach the point of not recognizing each other."

"After the Journey to the West ends, go see her."

Nezha did not speak; it was clear he was seriously considering this matter.

Five hundred miles outside of Kunlun Mountain.

Tang An, her four disciples, Taiyi Zhenren, and Mo Wan Nezha converged at this spot.

"Both kids are going, how will the assessment be calculated? Won't the Eldest Senior Brother see that there's a problem?"

Tang An, however, was unconcerned, "Do you know what the best lie is like?"

"What's it like?"

"The best lie is when the person telling the lie is telling the truth the entire time."

Taiyi Zhenren's head was about to smoke, "How so?"

The scene shifted; Taiyi Zhenren arrived at Yuxu Palace on Kunlun Mountain with the two Nezhas.

He went alone, bringing the two Nezhas, to pay his respects to Wuliang Xianweng.

According to Tang An's plan, he told only the truths that could be spoken.

For example, how he had messed things up by drinking and mixed up the Spirit Pearl and the Demon Pill.

Which resulted in the two Nezhas before them, one being the original Nezha formed by the Spirit Pearl, and the other being Mo Wan Nezha.

The two were born as one, and they had come to seek the immortals to see if there was a solution within the Yuxu treasury.

"Oh?"

"Junior Brother, this bad habit of yours of being fond of the cup really needs to be changed."

"If Master comes out of seclusion and finds out you've caused such a huge disaster, it will be inevitable that he punishes you."

Taiyi Zhenren scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm not afraid of Master's side; I feel that as long as one sincerely repents, Master's punishment won't be too heavy."

"It's just that the matter of the Spirit Pearl and the Demon Pill really concerns the safety of the two children, so please, Senior Brother, help me out."

Wuliang Xianweng pondered for a while; he truly couldn't find any loopholes in Taiyi Zhenren's words.

Coupled with the fact that he knew Taiyi Zhenren's status with Yuanshi Tianzun, as well as Taiyi Zhenren's temperament, he didn't think much more of it.

After all, Nezha becoming an immortal was something that aligned with his own expectations.

So, all in all, they handled this matter quite smoothly.

In the mountain range outside of Kunlun Mountain.

Tang An looked at the jade cranes circling above Yuxu Palace, the golden light in her eyes shining brightly.

"We have to take those jade cranes with us later."

"Hm?" Yang Jian was also observing the situation at Yuxu Palace with his third eye, "Those jade cranes don't have much Dharma Power fluctuation; at most, they can only build bridges in mid-air."

Tang An stroked her chin, imagining a scene. "Don't you think these jade cranes are black-gold level special effects that set off one's status?"

"I have plenty of capable Magic Treasures, but for something with this much style, your master truly doesn't have any."

"Tsk tsk tsk, just imagine me making an entrance, accompanied by jade cranes filling the sky, stepping down on a crane with every step."

"Wahahaha... that is definitely the special effect of a big shot!"

"No way, I'm definitely getting those jade cranes!"

Nezha's voice came through the Jade Pendant, "Should we capture them now?"

"Not yet; we will ransack Yuxu Palace when you all go to take action."

The reason Tang An had not robbed the treasury of Yuxu Palace in the Journey to the West World a few days ago was precisely because she had set her sights on this.

In this world, at this point in time, Daoist Master Yuanshi Tianzun, the Saint Taiqing Shengren, and Tongtian Jiaozhu had gone into seclusion to discuss matters regarding the Investiture of the Gods.

Even if she smashed Yuxu Palace to smithereens, Daoist Master Yuanshi Tianzun would not be able to come out of seclusion in time to stop her.

With the Three Treasures Ruyi in hand, this time, Wuliang Xianweng would find it hard to pull off any more tricks.

The first trial, Tufei Po.

Both versions of Nezha went over together, and also heading there to observe the assessment were Lu Tong and Taiyi Zhenren, as well as members of the Demon-Catching Squad.

Sun Wukong followed closely behind with Tang An; with Sun Wukong's strength, Lu Tong and the Demon-Catching Squad were completely unable to detect them.

As for Yang Jian, he had naturally gone to do the most crucial task.

"I am the Third Prince Nezha, I can subdue demons and I can compose poems."

"I have come here today to eliminate the wicked, you monsters, prepare to die!"

"Good!" Tang An was the first to secretly applaud.

The three-year-old-looking Nezha stood to the side, cringing so hard he was curling his toes.

No, was this really the level of his usual poetry?

And... did he really have to recite such embarrassing poems in front of so many people?

At a time like this, wouldn't staying silent and looking cool be more in line with his temperament as the Great Deity of the Sea-Altar?

"Is it not good for me to be like this?" Mo Wan Nezha had not yet dropped his pose; he even wanted to have his future self evaluate it.

Nezha covered his forehead, simply unable to bear looking at it.

"Is it that bad?"

"No." Nezha still did not want to crush his confidence.

"Hehe, I told you, I am a genius when it comes to composing poems."

Mo Wan Nezha was extremely happy; he hopped and skipped over to the marmot, knocked away its bowl, and poked its nose.

"Still eating? I've come to collect you~"

The marmot looked at its empty hands, then at its bowl that had fallen to the ground. It looked at its hands again, then at the food spilled on the ground.

"Ah!!!!"

It just wanted to have a nice meal, who exactly had it offended!

Mo Wan Nezha found it even more fun; with so many marmots, there was plenty to play with.

"Come on, let me play with you all."