The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha-Chapter 294 - 293: The Innately Evil Imp

The stick and the steel pitchfork were given to Guanyin. She returned to purify the demonic qi and re-refined them into two good Magical Treasures. Even if she couldn’t use them herself, she could reward them to her followers.

Nuwa Palace

Nuwa turned over, looked at the Heavenly Observation Realm, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Mirror, mirror, who is the greatest Saint in the Primordial times?"

Heavenly Observation Realm: Danger!

...

Nezha dealt with two Demon Generals and continued to walk into the depths of the cave with Guanyin. Inside, it was a different world. The deepest part was the center of the mountain, where the Holy Blood dripped.

At this moment, they could already see a piece of Stubborn Stone soaked in the pitch-black pool water at the center. The source of the demonic qi from the pool was seven Demon Crystals arranged like obsidian in an Array.

This scene seemed familiar, resembling the image of a snake spirit transforming Hu Lu Wa (Calabash Brothers), and also felt like Nie Feng turning into a demon. Anyway, that’s what the ritual meant.

Twist and soak, and one becomes demonized.

Guanyin frowned, took out a large mug with a willow branch inserted into it. Her Pure Glazed Bottle had exploded last time, and she hadn’t had the opportunity to re-refine it, so she borrowed a similar Magical Treasure from Nezha for now.

This thing, in terms of function or power, was much better than her original Glazed Bottle, but it was not so aesthetically pleasing...

That’s also why she didn’t keep it with her all the time.

She couldn’t very well, as the dignified Guanyin Bodhisattva, hold a large mug with a willow branch, could she?

Guanyin really didn’t know how to criticize Nezha’s brain when it came to refining treasures.

Although this object didn’t fit Guanyin’s aesthetics, its power was undeniable.

At that moment, she poured it out, and countless rivers and lakes swept through, flushing the pitch-black pool water. Nezha flicked his fingers, and the seven Demon Crystals flew into his hands.

Guanyin poured it for ten breaths, and the demonic nature here was finally cleansed. Along with it, the terrain of this Monkey Mountain was completely transformed, creating a waterfall river connecting to the East Sea in the original green mountains.

The demonic qi was removed, but Guanyin’s expression did not relax because that stone was still pitch black.

Nezha looked at this thing with a frown.

If this demonic qi was not removed, the Spiritual Monkey born in the future would become a Demon Monkey descending upon the world.

Nezha wasn’t too concerned about whether it was a demon or not; innate nature indeed matters, but he believed that postnatal teaching was more important. Dare to be unruly? Just ask if you can take a beating?

In the Primordial times, there was no concept of mental illness. Didn’t Huang Long get beaten every day and still do well, even making great progress in cultivation?

Besides, on the path to Dao, there were few who weren’t crazy.

However, Guanyin was a traditional Primordial Immortal, and she had zero tolerance for anything related to demons. At this moment, she used the Willow Branch to continually sprinkle sweet dew, hoping to purify the demonic qi, but the effect was negligible.

She then covered the Spirit Stone with the Nine-Grade White Lotus Platform, which had some effect, but not much.

After writing Buddhist notes, chanting sutras, and spells, Guanyin was exhausted with little effect and couldn’t help but give Nezha, who was watching the fun, a sidelong glance.

Nezha was helpless too. What could he do about this thing? When others are stained with demonic qi, it’s either kill them or be killed if it’s oneself.

He used telepathy to observe for a long time. The Spirit Stone before him had just begun to possess Spirit but was far from nurturing life, having no subjective consciousness to resist the demon.

Life born in such a state could be described as a naturally evil imp.

Seeing Nezha had no solution either, Guanyin chose a foolish method: endurance. With continuous Buddhist law transformation, one day its demonic nature could be removed.

It’s just that this takes a long time.

This is like the principle of how easy it is to become bad compared to learning goodness.

Nezha was a bit speechless. Grinding bit by bit like this, it might not even be clean by the time the monkey is born. Though the ones guarding here were two rookies, the means to demonize the Spirit Stone were undoubtedly Luo Hou’s work.

He also somewhat understood why in Journey to the West, Guanyin seemed like the monkey’s mom, appearing whenever needed, being there upon summons, accompanying until the monkey was born. Even if not the biological mother, she was like a foster mother.

"Buddha and demon are one, postnatal education is most important. Why be so persistent, Sister?"

Guanyin shook her head, perhaps feeling that life here was connected to her fate, or perhaps her compassion was aroused. Regardless, she insisted on chipping away at the demonic qi.

Nezha was helpless but didn’t leave immediately. Since the Demon Emperor noticed this place, the disruption couldn’t be ignored, and the Demon Emperor wouldn’t react indifferently if Guanyin were harmed. His Dao Heart would naturally feel guilty.

So, the two of them decided to live here for a while.

Guanyin recited sutras daily for the stone, reorganized the earth veins and river flows, and occasionally wove baskets or similar crafts.

Most of Nezha’s time was spent cultivating Divine Skills, occasionally engaging in artifact refining, studying Arrays, or writing books to break the monotony of cultivation.

Eventually, even out of boredom, he opened up a new cave dwelling behind the waterfall.

While Nezha and Guanyin had a leisurely life here, his speculation wasn’t without basis. When they dismantled Luo Hou’s setup, the Demon Emperor Shen Gongbao indeed sensed something.

However, at the moment, he was crafting a Demon Artifact to resist Hao Tian’s attack and couldn’t spare himself, so he had to send someone there.

After pondering for a moment, he had a candidate.

"Kali, go kill the intruder."

Black mist spread, and a completely black woman covered in arms, her face painted with strange patterns, appeared, extending her tongue while responding, "Yes!"

Shen Gongbao frowned, looked at the pile of junk in Kali’s hands, and shook his head, finally handing her his Immortal Sword with the word ’Exterminate’ from his waist.

"Kill all the Buddhists."

Kali turned into raging black smoke, rushing out of the Demon World, even passing by Hao Tian’s army along the way.

At that moment, the ’escort’ Immortal of Colossal Spirit immediately knelt: "Your Majesty, the demon dares to challenge Your Majesty, let me capture this demon!"

Hao Tian quickly calculated with his fingers within his sleeve, soon realizing this matter was related to Buddhism, so he casually said, "The Immortal of Colossal Spirit’s strength is better used on the front line."

In the frontline, Yan Zhi looked at the black smoke with a pensive expression.

...

Back on Monkey Mountain, Nezha was still joking with Guanyin: "Sister Guanyin, the water here is too rapid, no way to raise gold..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a black smoke in the distance covering the sky, directly heading for the mountain.

"Sister, protect this mountain, I’ll stop it."

With that said, he rushed out.

From afar, he threw a Five-Colored Stone containing the Seven-colored Divine Light. It thudded down, and then the Seven-colored splendor burst forth, sweeping the sky-filling black smoke into the Five-Colored Stone.

Nezha’s expression was grave, not advancing because this creature before him was certainly no Pokemon, and for Pokemon, there was only a chance of capture.

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