The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha-Chapter 368 - 367 Heavenly Intent Four Symbols

Nezha nodded and cut open his own finger. A drop of golden blood was drawn out. It wasn’t to establish any sort of blood bond—this drop of blood contained Nezha’s Human King’s Aura.

The Human King’s Aura only condenses naturally when acknowledged by the Human Clan. Some people might never ascend to the position of the Human Clan’s ruler, but it doesn’t mean they definitely couldn’t. Nezha wasn’t about to go mad trying to be the Human King. His pursuit had always been his own Immortal Dao.

Protecting a few humans was simply because he had lived as one for two lifetimes.

Releasing this Human King’s Aura now was also an expression of clarifying his true self and strengthening his Dao Heart.

As for Little Brother, nothing could be more compatible for condensing the Human Image than the Human King’s Aura.

Little Brother held the dazzling gold-tinged-with-purple blood in both hands, unable to suppress his excitement as he sat cross-legged and began cultivating the Heavenly Intent Four Symbols Technique.

The pure Yuxu Technique Mana flowed according to the set steps, and the golden blood was refined in a unique way. After merely two attempts, Little Brother successfully condensed the Human Image. A golden floral mark appeared at the center of his brow, making his entire bearing seem more composed and steady.

"It worked! Haha, I did it!"

Finishing his words, Little Brother hopped and skipped around in circles before letting out a loud shout. Behind him appeared a golden Emperor Robe Dharma Form over five meters tall. It was as if he was invincible, his confidence soaring through the roof!

Nezha slapped his forehead. Little Brother was still Little Brother—how could he possibly mature just because he cultivated a divine skill?

Fortunately, there was an array in place; otherwise, he would’ve thrown the Li Mansion into complete chaos.

Little Brother’s eyes darted around until they landed on Nezha. Nezha didn’t even need to think to know what was on his mind. Casually, he said, "Why don’t you spar with my dog first?"

He then pulled out a mirror and flashed it at Little Brother. Moments later, Little Brother was lying flat on the ground, his eyes lifeless as if he’d lost all ambition.

"That’s not a dog—it’s clearly a tiger! And it has wings, for heaven’s sake!"

"But I’ve always raised it as a dog."

Though Little Brother’s arrogance took a hit, he quickly bounced back to continue his daily cultivation.

Still, he muttered under his breath, "You just wait. If I can’t beat you, I’ll beat your dog instead!"

Nezha couldn’t help but smile. Bullying Little Brother was always amusing.

In the days that followed, Nezha played and teased Little Brother. Watching Little Brother grow up with a harmonious family filled parts of the void left by the demon seed within his heart.

The hardest thing for a person is to truly see themselves. Back when he first transmigrated, Nezha had been consumed by fear and anxiety. His parents hadn’t given him the sense of security he craved. Nezha might pretend that period of his life wasn’t a big deal, but was there truly no resentment deep in his heart?

To this day, Nezha had yet to call Old Li and Lady Yin by "Father" or "Mother."

But as he watched Little Brother grow up healthy and normal day by day, Nezha finally made peace with the young boy who once knelt in the cold palace hall within himself. While his Mana hadn’t grown much, his Heart Realm cultivation was advancing at a staggering pace.

In the blink of an eye, two years had passed. Little Brother was now seven and had grown taller again. He had also made modest progress in the Yuxu Immortal Techniques.

"Hey, it’s been so hot lately. Let’s go play by the river!"

Hearing Little Brother’s suggestion, Nezha’s pupils contracted slightly, though he didn’t respond immediately.

Little Brother circled around Nezha twice, confusion written all over his face. "Hey, you’re not afraid of water, are you?"

Nezha glanced at the sky and said, "Today does feel particularly warm."

"Haha, I knew it!"

With laughter, the two made their way to Jiwan River, near the coastline. It all felt like fate. Nezha wanted to see how the Heavenly Dao would maneuver Little Brother into slaying a dragon this time.

Little Brother, naturally oblivious, dove right into the water to splash and play around. Turning around, he saw Nezha standing gracefully on the shore. He raised a hand to send a wave of water toward Nezha.

As the water reached Nezha, it dispersed on its own without him doing a thing, forming a stunning rainbow under the sunlight.

"Wow!"

Little Brother seemed to thrive in every area now—morally, intellectually, physically, emotionally, and artistically—even if he was still a bit unbalanced in some ways. But at least he wasn’t using magical treasures to stir trouble in the East Sea as he once did. Little Brother was just about to head back when it seemed destiny had other plans.

The faint sound of a distant conversation reached Little Brother’s ears.

"M-my lord... that Li Jing has been investigating so thoroughly. I truly can’t do anything more!"

"Hmph. I don’t care about your excuses! If you don’t bring me more children soon, I’ll eat you instead!"

Clenching his fists, Little Brother was about to charge forward but restrained his anger, using the Invisibility Technique to hide his presence. Silently, he crept closer.

In the distance, massive waves surged. A humanoid monster wielding a steel pitchfork was talking to a human kneeling before it.

After some more discussion, the man left with his entourage.

Having observed everything, Nezha asked, "What do you plan to do?"

Little Brother, his expression dark with rage, said, "I recognize that guy! It’s Wealthy Zhao from Chentang Pass. That scumbag dares to worship an Evil God? I want to kill him on the spot!

But if I just kill him, that monster will find someone else to keep capturing children. It’d be better for us to gather enough information and report to my father."

Nezha nodded. The old Nezha might’ve charged in to kill without a second thought. This Wealthy Zhao, though betraying humanity, had disguised himself as a philanthropist in the Mortal World, and his influence in Chentang Pass far outweighed Little Brother’s.

The two trailed Wealthy Zhao back to Zhao Mansion. For someone just starting in Divine Skills, this Mortal dwelling posed very little challenge to Little Brother. After some searching, they discovered a secret chamber.

Sticky blood covered the room. In the center was a small tripod engraved with an abnormal beast—the Evil God worshipped by the Sea Emperor Sect.

Little Brother refrained from alerting Wealthy Zhao and hurried back to inform his father. Nezha, meanwhile, stared intently at the small tripod. Little Brother didn’t recognize it, but Nezha was all too familiar with the object.

Though it was a crude imitation, it was clearly based on the Yu King’s Cauldron and the Ancestor Dragon’s third son, Chao Feng.

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Li Mansion

Nezha rushed back to inform his father, Li Jing, of what he had discovered. Li Jing’s expression grew grave. In the past, he might’ve thought Nezha was just playing around.

But ever since Nezha turned three, his growth and divine signs had been evident to all, and his character was trustworthy. He knew this was no joke. Without delay, he mobilized his troops and surrounded Zhao Mansion.

Li Jing was cunning. Wealthy Zhao had a sterling reputation as a great philanthropist known across the region. Li Jing couldn’t openly storm in. Instead, he claimed to have received news that thieves were planning a nighttime heist at Zhao Mansion.

Following behind his father, Little Brother felt like he’d learned something new. This half-dad of his actually had some skills!

Wealthy Zhao, despite knowing some minor evil magic, dared not reveal himself. With no choice, he allowed Li Jing to enter. After all, his own reputation was good, and Li Jing’s wasn’t bad either.

Feigning diligence, Li Jing staged a perimeter defense but secretly gave a knowing glance to his three sons. He remained behind to keep Wealthy Zhao occupied.