Chapter 529: Hurry to the East Heaven Gate to Claim the Lost Child Nezha

"A group of people?" Nezha looked slightly puzzled.

If it were just gods and buddhas besides the Four Heavenly Kings, the Mo family's four brothers, that would be normal.

But Tang Luo emphasized that the "Yellow-Robed King · Haotian Jade Emperor" was a group of people, which was a bit strange.

"It's a bit complicated; we'll talk slowly." Tang Luo said, "Let's dig for treasure first."

"Dig for what treasure?"

"The Green Cloud Sword." Tang Luo said, "And the Hunyuan Umbrella and the Pipa."

After suppressing and seizing the Green Cloud Sword, the God-Demon Game gave out information, identifying it as "Equipment," with an extremely simple description, no skills or the like.

It was actually quite similar to the Gold Brick obtained earlier, and the umbrella transformed from the Three Holy Mothers' Baolian Lamp later on.

Without a doubt, the Hunyuan Umbrella and the Pipa were the same.

Regardless of whether these three were Equipment, leaving them behind just like that as magic treasures with myriad uses was too much of a pity; even if they had no great use, melting them down to extract their essence and fuse it into the Xuan Transformation would be good too.

"I lack motivation." Nezha said, "I'll just cheer you on from the side."

"..." Tang Luo looked at Nezha.

"I'm a disabled person, do you have the nerve to make me work too?" Nezha lifted the red robe transformed from the Huntian Ling, showing he had no lower body.

"..."

The brat acting roguish, Tang Luo couldn't be bothered to deal with him; while searching for the three magic treasures, he told Nezha about what he gained from the Soul Ferry.

Nezha's expression went through many changes, finally turning into a sigh, looking quite troubled.

Worldly affairs are unpredictable; the situation was actually like this?

How to resolve it in the end was no easy matter either; they could only take it one step at a time.

At least Tang Luo was by his side, and his strength remained... no, it should be said that compared to the past, he appeared even more unfathomable.

All in all, it was a kind of guarantee.

After a few minutes, finding the three magic treasures and putting them away, Tang Luo slapped a Flying Talisman on himself, and the two of them left together.

Nezha basically had no problem moving naturally... even without that Black Lotus, he wouldn't really be "paralyzed from the waist down."

Zhou Heiya drove the Land King, feeling delighted in his heart.

Gods fight, mortals suffer; but since they didn't suffer, benefits appeared.

This wave, their Heiya Caravan truly traded bird guns for cannons, rising to a higher level.

If handled properly, finding a suitable place, directly becoming a "City Lord" was possible.

However, Heiya didn't have such thoughts in his heart; he still preferred driving all over the wilderness.

Settlements were safe, but they also exuded a stale air, not to Heiya's liking.

A man should harbor the wilderness in his heart, adventure under heaven.

"Black Duck ah."

"Ah ah ah!" Heiya nearly flipped the Land King on flat ground, twisting his head to look; he didn't know when, but Tang Luo had appeared on the seat again.

"Mas... Master." Heiya stammered, "I didn't run, I just went to bring rein—forcements."

"Cut the crap, if you don't run you'll die." Tang Luo said, "I'm not here to talk to you about that."

Seeing Tang Luo's completely unconcerned manner, Heiya instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This set of armor is gifted to you; although you may not be able to wear the full set, the parts that fit can be tried." Tang Luo said, "Consider it the fare; if there are needs later, I'll find you again."

The armor bestowed by the gods was naturally developed by Nezha.

But it wasn't Nezha's work alone either.

He provided the overall framework and several key nodes; the majority in between was filled in by the God's Gift people themselves.

If forced to divide, it was a fifty-fifty split; therefore, it also made Old Li and the others lose their reverence, feeling "I could do that too."

The manufactured God's Hand Armor was neither Equipment nor an Item, and could not be stored away and taken along.

Otherwise, bringing a batch out would probably sell for quite a few healing items.

But if one really wanted to, it wasn't completely impossible to take out; if one fully digested all the technology of the God's Hand Armor and personally manufactured one, there would be a certain possibility of storing it.

Among God-Demon Walkers, there once existed the figure of a "Gunsmith."

The firearms and bullets he personally forged, although not Equipment, were Items, and could be stored and brought into mission worlds.

Later the Gunsmith disappeared in a mission, and no similar situation appeared again.

Tang Luo and them were an exception; he personally forged the Drilling Wind Bone Sword, which was recognized as Equipment, and could even be named.

Ao Yulie's modified Substitute Wooden Man was an Item.

The Merit Jade Lotus and the Xuan Transformation forged by Zhu Bajie were not in this category; they were Tang Luo's magic treasures, had no "Information," and were not subject to any restrictions.

For other God-Demon Walkers, if they had the conditions, they would naturally think of every way to bring a set of God's Hand Armor out.

Putting on this armor, an ordinary person could leap to become a humanoid tank, reaching the level of a Third-Order God-Demon Walker.

How could one not be tempted?

Even Fourth-Order God-Demon Walkers would definitely like it.

But to Tang Luo, this God's Hand Armor was merely a toy, casually tossed to Heiya as the fare.

This exclusive driver was still pretty good.

Heiya naturally grinned from ear to ear, said a pile of wheel-greasing words of thanks; seeing no response, he glanced slightly, and the seat had long since lost Tang Luo's figure.

Only thirty minutes after Tang Luo, Nezha, and them left, a dozen figures appeared at the edge of the battlefield.

Looking at the scene like a natural disaster, and the "mountain ranges," ravines, these people's expressions immediately changed.

These people each wore a Traveler's Cloak, hoods covering their heads, masks on their faces, their appearances indistinguishable.

But from their silhouettes, these people all differed slightly from ordinary people.

Some had bulging backs, some were tall, a full three meters, and there were one or two like young children.

Clearly no ordinary person.

Judging from the fragments the Mo family brothers let slip at the start, these people are likely the ones behind the Red Lotus Society — no, one should say the yaoguai behind it!

After investigating, these yaoguai began searching continuously in the "Ruins Mountain Range," taking away quite a few things.

Not long after they left, another group approached — walking bald-headed, one hand held upright at the chest, face bearing a hint of suffering, looking like an ascetic monk.

The "gods and Buddhas" behind the Great Sun Monastery, or saints?

Tang Luo and Nezha's fishing plan has already stirred up winds and clouds.

"Master, this Great Sun Monastery is rather interesting, no wonder it's so strange and bizarre."

Zhu Bajie reported the situation to Tang Luo.

As mentioned before, Tang Luo's handpicked four-man scripture-fetching team had contact with the Great Sun Monastery; the monastery's attitude was extremely strange, constantly steering "Futian Xuanzang" to follow their steps.

Zhu Bajie had been following along, observing secretly.

"Turns out their upper echelons already know of the existence of Shenmo Walkers! They call Shenmo Walkers 'Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons'." Zhu Bajie said.

"Not strange, those few from the Mo family also know." Tang Luo said.

This world has already had Shenmo Walker "seniors" set foot in it, and they've had some dealings with that group of gods and Buddhas.

The existence of Shenmo Walkers probably isn't a secret anymore.

Known to the gods and Buddhas; as for how much they know, that isn't something that can be inferred from a few scattered clues.

The Mo family four brothers came chasing at first, but didn't recognize Nezha — they took him for a so-called "Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon."

Later discovering Nezha was a pleasant surprise; you see, Nezha's value is far greater than an "Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon."

"Right, Master, do you know who these 'gods and Buddhas' actually are?" Zhu Bajie asked.

"The Red Lotus Society doesn't yet know the specific 'people,' but it can be confirmed they are some yaozu hiding in the dark." Tang Luo said.

"Then the Great Sun Monastery —" Regarding the Great Sun Monastery, Zhu Bajie was naturally even more curious.

"Acquaintances."

Tang Luo said, "Kashyapa, Ananda — those two are certain; whether anyone else is hiding, that's unclear."

"It's them!" Zhu Bajie's voice carried surprise.

The Tathagata has three great disciples: Kashyapa, Ananda, and Jin Chanzi!

Kashyapa is the eldest disciple, Ananda the third, Jin Chanzi ranked second, later reincarnated as the scripture-fetcher, obtained the true scriptures and spread them to the world.

This is also why Tang Luo always felt "monks keep wanting to harm me."

He's not some Jin Chanzi reincarnation.

Later he went to Spirit Mountain, but the Buddha showed not the slightest indication, leaving Tang Luo baffled.

On Spirit Mountain, only when conferring the title of Victorious Fighting Buddha did the Tathagata utter "originally my second disciple," yet he addressed him as "Holy Monk" at the start — quite strange.

After that, there was no further mention of the past-life master-disciple relationship.

As if saying "you once had an old robe I gave you," but not letting Tang Luo wear it again.

As for Ananda and Kashyapa, these two nominal past-life senior and junior brothers, they had little interaction with Tang Luo and the others.

First meeting, the two demanded a bribe.

Tang Luo was prepared long ago, didn't take it to heart; later when they occasionally met, both were somewhat cold and distant.

In terms of status, although Ananda and Kashyapa are the Tathagata's disciples, they don't compare to Tang Luo who was conferred "Buddha" status.

The two are like secretaries by a leader's side — rank not high, but power not small.

As for cultivation strength, hard to say.

Both have served by the Tathagata's side year-round, hidden beneath the Buddha's radiance, rarely ever showing their faces to truly fight or display strength.

These are two familiar strangers.

"I'll keep following, see what these two intend using 'Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons' as pawns for." Zhu Bajie said.

The scripture-fetching four-man team has now truly embarked on the scripture-fetching path, seeking that legendary "True Scripture."

If they really obtain it, it might be the key to making humanity on the wasteland flourish and completing the mission.

"I'm going to the Heavenly Court with Nezha now." Tang Luo said.

"That Heavenly Court is…"

"A group of people, a group of very 'troublesome' people." Tang Luo glanced at Nezha beside him.

The Mo family four brothers arrived riding a skyborne aircraft carrier; the Heavenly Court's location, conversely, had no intention of going against the grain by hiding in some deep valley or underground cave.

The Heavenly Court is in the sky, within the seemingly eternal thick cloud layer over the wasteland!

Five floating cities, positioned in the four directions and the central court — four "Great Gates" to the southeast, northwest.

Five palaces, resplendent with gold and jade, wreathed in mist and clouds.

The central covered corridors connect them, long bridges disappearing into the mist.

Golden towers and silver halls alongside the Purple Mansion — ancient architecture and the intermittently visible "floating bases" fused perfectly.

Fully displaying the gods' illustrious majesty.

Of course, at this moment the five floating cities actually number only four — the smallest, most mobile "South Heaven City" has already been piloted by the Mo family four brothers to chase the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon.

Unknown what harvest this trip will bring.

Past fragments gleaned from the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon side have benefited the Heavenly Court gods considerably.

This Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon's strength is extraordinary; perhaps there will be many benefits.

The Heavenly Court gods still don't know the Mo family four brothers and their "South Heaven Gate" will never return.

The Heavenly Court residing amid the cloud layer is not desolate.

Palace corridors — everywhere stand golden-armored celestial soldiers, each holding halberds and whips, wielding sabers and swords.

Immortal crane figures fly through the swirling mist from time to time, as do celestial maidens and daoist youths soaring and weaving.

But if one looked closely, one would discover that, apart from those golden-armored celestial soldiers, the immortal cranes, heavenly maidens, daoist youths, and even those immortal plants lush with grass and flowers were not solid at all.

Like illusory things.

Tang Luo and Nezha hovered near the Heavenly Court, gazing at this incomparably grand "floating giant city."

Nezha's expression was not too good: "What is this, what use is maintaining this kind of front!"

Tang Luo did not speak; the Heavenly Court's situation was special right now, and this situation was not beyond his expectations either.

A streak of flowing light flew over and stopped beside the two, revealing Ao Yulie's figure.

"Master, Third Prince." He bowed to Tang Luo and greeted Nezha.

"Third Prince." Nezha smiled.

Both were Third Princes, but one was "Li the Pagoda-Bearer King's family's," and one was "the West Sea's."

"No, no." Ao Yulie shook his head repeatedly; he actually did not like this title of Third Prince very much.

Even being called "White Dragon Horse" was more comfortable for Ao Yulie than being called "Third Prince."

Speaking of which, it was also interesting; both Third Princes did not get along all that harmoniously with their own families — not to the point of a complete falling out, but they were clearly closer to "outsiders."

Nezha's relationship with Jinzha and Muzha was much better than with Li Jing, yet there was still a slight distance from true brotherly affection.

The person closest to Nezha was none other than the Three Realms' number one cold-faced god, the cool guy, Tang Luo's number one fan Yang Jian.

Ao Yulie had been imprisoned in Eagle's Sorrow Gulch back then; after escaping he rarely returned to the West Sea, only occasionally contacting his eldest brother Ao Mo'ang.

Those he was close to were naturally his master and senior brother.

"Still, call me the handsome and dashing Jade Dragon Young Master." Ao Yulie joked.

"..."

Nezha curled his lip and laughed mockingly, but without any malice.

When he was still a true young child, he flayed Ao Bing and pulled out his tendons; the incident caused a huge uproar, and he was on quite bad terms with the dragon clans of the world.

Only Ao Yulie counted as half a dragon clan rebel, and shared quite a bit of common language with Nezha.

"You actually got entangled with the mysterious Red Lotus Society?" Tang Luo looked at Ao Yulie and said.

The Red Lotus Society had always hidden in the dark; even the Four Mo Brothers could only confirm the other side's roots and origins, yet could not truly understand the situation.

Unexpectedly, Ao Yulie's side had become entangled with them by some chance coincidence.

"Coincidence, coincidence." Ao Yulie laughed twice, "It's the reward for my chivalrous deeds and acting on behalf of Heaven, I suppose."

"Let's resolve the matter at hand first." Nezha said, flying toward the Heavenly Court first.

This Heavenly Court appeared exposed on the outside, but in reality was wrapped in an invisible protective shield; ordinary means could not break it.

To enter through the four gates of east, south, west, and north was the proper way.

Now that the South Heaven Gate had been destroyed by Tang Luo, Nezha casually chose the East Heaven Gate.

Near the Heaven Gate, ten-odd golden-armored celestial soldiers stood arrayed on all sides, majestic and mighty.

Seeing strangers fly over, without a word they leveled their spears at Nezha, high-energy beams activating.

Nezha flung his wide red sleeve, the Huntian Silk blocking before him, blocking all the attacks.

"Little friend Nezha lost and attacked; whoever recognizes little friend Nezha please hurry to East Heaven Gate to claim one lost little friend."

Tang Luo's voice rang out.

The expression on Nezha's face stiffened slightly: You're the little friend!

"Is... it the Third Prince?"

Those golden-armored celestial soldiers instantly halted their attack motions; the phantoms of those immortal cranes, fairies, and daoist youths all turned their heads to look at Nezha.

The voices that came out were layered upon layers; judging from timbre alone there were male and female, old and young, layered upon layers.

Clearly nearly a hundred voices, yet perfectly uniform and neat, sounding indescribably eerie.

Those many illusory shadows stared straight at Nezha, slowly flying this way, a faint bright yellow light flickering on their bodies.

The Yellow-Robed King, Haotian Supreme Emperor, is not one person.

It is a group of people, a group of remnant souls fused together, almost impossible to distinguish from one another!