Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 428 Nezha and Ao Bing, a Fateful Encounter

In the clouds above, the Immortal Taiyi sat cross-legged, gazing at the East Sea and shaking his head with a sigh: "The will of Heaven!"

Ao Bing is destined to face a fatal calamity; it is fate, and he can foresee it.

Although when a great calamity begins, the aura of calamity pervades, obscuring the secrets of heaven and making them difficult to predict.

However, given their level of cultivation, they are unaffected by matters concerning ordinary people.

He initially thought that the calamity of the East Sea Dragon King's son had come true for Li Jing, but later he discovered that the calamity in his destiny was still present.

Without much thought, he immediately guessed that the calamity of the Third Prince of the East Sea Dragon King would likely fall on his own disciple.

However, since Yu Ding had already taken the Third Prince of the East Sea as his disciple, he couldn't say much. He only reminded Yu Ding to try not to let his disciple leave the East Sea Dragon Palace, to see if they could avoid it.

But as it turns out... what is meant to be will be!

Call it the guidance of fate, call it destiny, whatever you will.

In short, the Third Prince of the East Sea Dragon and Nezha, these two destined enemies, finally met.

He did not believe that the Dragon Prince could defeat Nezha.

Not only is Nezha the reincarnation of Lingzhu, but he also helped Nezha temper his soul from a young age, and carefully trained him, teaching him Taoist arts and martial arts.

And Nezha certainly did not disappoint him.

Although Nezha is only seven years old, he has already stepped into the ultimate realm of the human realm, the realm of Dao Integration. The next step forward will be the realm of the immortal realm.

When Yang Jian was seven years old, he had never heard of the scriptures, had never studied the Dao, and did not know what cultivation was.

Although the Third Prince of the East Sea Dragon was also at the Dao Integration Realm, having the same realm only gave them a chance to compete on the same stage. The real competition would depend on their magical treasures, supernatural abilities, and their adaptability in the face of the enemy...

The man and the dragon were thus separated on opposite sides of the river, staring at each other, locked in a stalemate.

Neither side was willing to give in.

"Oh my god! There's a dragon!"

The boy's servant, panting and wiping his sweat, followed.

Upon seeing the white dragon on the other side of the river, he was immediately terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. He rushed forward to pull the boy away, shouting, "Third Young Master, run!"

However, when this adult pulled hard, the seven-year-old boy didn't budge an inch.

"It's just a little white dragon, what's there to be afraid of?"
The boy spoke arrogantly, displeased, "I came all this way just to swim, are you going to make me come all this way for nothing?"

He looked at the little white dragon on the other side of the river and said, "Hey! Little dragon, I'm in a hurry, let me wash first."

"No, why?"

The dragon on the other side of the river was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and frowned unhappily, saying, "Kid, you're not that big of a person, but you've got quite the nerve. I was here first, why should I let you have it?"

Are you going to let me pass or not?

"No!"

"If you don't let me pee in the river, nobody will be allowed to wash."

"You little brat, how dare you?!"

The little white dragon on the other side of the river immediately became furious.

The key point is that this river is at its mouth; if it were to flow downstream in the urine river, it would naturally end up in the East China Sea.

Well, the East China Sea is so big that it won't be affected by a pee, but if he didn't know, that would be fine, but if he saw it, he would feel really disgusted if he peed in the river.

The boy pretended to unbuckle his belt and sneered, "Little dragon brat, do you think I dare?!"

"You little brat, you're asking for it!"

The little white dragon roared and twisted its body, soaring through the air and charging towards the opposite bank of the river.

"Good timing, it's just the right time to subdue you, you wretched creature."

The boy was not surprised but delighted, for the image of his father killing the black dragon when he was young was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He had followed his master in cultivation for many years and thought he had mastered the skills to subdue dragons and tigers, but he was troubled by being confined at home and had no opportunity to show his skills.

But secretly, he was already itching to find a dragon to tame and play with, just like his father had.

He never expected that someone would bring him a pillow when he was sleepy. He sneaked out to swim today and happened to run into one here.

As he leaped into the air, he took off the gold bracelet from his right wrist with his left hand. With a flick of his wrist, the bracelet shimmered in the wind and transformed into a circle, striking the white dragon opposite him with a fierce blow.

Although the little white dragon was not large, only about ten feet long, its small body seemed to carry an indescribable powerful force.

"Good lad, you really do have a treasure hidden on you..." The little white dragon saw the Qiankun Ring in the boy's hand and a look of surprise flashed in its dragon eyes. Fortunately, it was prepared.

Imagine a seven-year-old imp swaggering out the door, showing no fear whatsoever when he sees his true form. Isn't that bizarre?

But then, the latter half of its body twisted and swung its tail, bursting out with brilliant white light, and lashed out like a whip, tearing through the air and emitting a sharp cracking sound.

The golden, shimmering circle met the white, divinely glowing dragon tail, and in an instant, an astonishing roar erupted. The golden and white light collided like two suns of different colors, and the terrifying energy that erupted swept in all directions.

Boom boom boom!
In an instant, the river water below them was blasted into columns of water and fish and shrimp tens of meters high by the escaping energy.

East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Yu Ding sat in the center of a grand hall, surrounded by towering bookshelves filled with unknown ancient books.

In addition, there were ancient books and scrolls scattered on the ground, and Huanglong lay among them with lifeless eyes.

"What's so interesting about this? Nothing beats the comfort of a massage or health treatment..."

Huang Long muttered to himself, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he sat up, saying, "I have a good idea. Why don't we take these ancient books with us and look at them while we get a massage?"

"Reading is a wonderful thing in the world, and relaxing with massage is also an elegant thing!"

Read when you should read, relax when you should relax; only by focusing your mind and being free from distractions can you reach the true state of being.

Yu Ding, his gaze unwavering, said calmly, "But you always like to conflate two good things. You want to relax while reading, and you want to read while relaxing. In the end, you make both things neither elegant nor wonderful, and you achieve half the result with twice the effort."

Upon hearing this, Huang Long stared blankly at the jade cauldron and muttered, "What you said has given me a sense of enlightenment. No wonder my master used to tell me to learn more from you."

Yu Ding said leisurely, "Master told you to learn from me, not to lead me astray, right?"

Huang Long's expression tightened, and then a thought struck him: "Didn't you always tell Tong'er that after a lifetime of cultivation, can't you enjoy yourself? What, is it wrong for me to let you enjoy yourself?"

Yu Ding's face darkened. "Hmph, that wretched Huang Long."

"correct!"

He suddenly remembered something and said, "Where's my disciple? He said he was going out for some fresh air, why has he been gone for so long?"

Then he began to do some calculations.

“He has legs, I can control myself and he. Hmm… weren’t you the least skilled at divination?” Huang Long asked in surprise.

But when Yu Ding finished his calculations, he looked up and his expression became serious.

Seeing that his expression had changed, Huang Long also became more serious and asked, "What happened?"

Yu Ding slowly uttered three words: "Seven years!"

So all you've been calculating is this... Huang Long thought to himself, and asked, "What's wrong with seven years?"

Yu Ding looked up and said, "Taiyi's disciple is seven years old."

When Nezha was seven years old, he killed a yaksha, pulled out a dragon's tendons, and beat up Ao Guang... This is known as Nezha's Havoc in the Sea.

He took the book and left the Dragon Clan's library, which was covered with layers of arrays. He looked up towards Chen Tang Pass, his gaze gradually becoming deep.

I finally managed to build a bond with Xiaolong, I can't let that brat Nezha kill his disciple.

At this moment, above the Jiuwan River.

Amidst the blinding light, the sound of metal clanging together, like divine iron clashing, resounded endlessly, and violent energy poured out.

"Kid, take this from your old man, Dragon Tail Swing!"

Suddenly, a soft shout came from the ball of light. As soon as the voice fell, a figure flew out of the ball of light and rolled to the ground, but was unharmed. He just glared angrily at the sky.

"Then you can pick up Grandpa one more time."

Nezha roared, and hurled the Universe Ring in his hand into the ball of light. The ring, carrying a brilliant golden light, crashed into the dazzling radiance and made a clashing sound.

Just as he was overjoyed, thinking he had succeeded, the ball of light dissipated, leaving Nezha dumbfounded.

But then they saw that the little white dragon's body had grown to be as thick as a human's, and its tail was inside the circle, swinging and making the circle spin back and forth, full of provocation.

"Give me back my Universe Ring!" Nezha shouted.

The little white dragon laughed smugly, "So this treasure is called the Qiankun Ring! It's incredibly powerful; it's left marks all over my body. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

Nezha was immediately a little angry and was about to rush forward when he suddenly heard something and his face lit up with joy.

He immediately began to perform a hand seal and chant incantations.

As he chanted the incantation, the ring hanging on the little white dragon's tail suddenly glowed, shrank, and tightened around the little white dragon's tail, continuing to shrink and constricting its flesh.

Ao Bing: ┗|｀O′|┛Aww~~
The little white dragon cried out in pain and tumbled in the sky, trying to break free, but the Qiankun Ring was glowing and it was impossible to break free.

"I'll teach you to show off again!" Nezha said smugly.

He stared at the white dragon leaping and bounding, when suddenly the white dragon turned into a gentle breeze and vanished.

The ever-shrinking Qiankun Circle was immediately revealed in the air.

"What?" Nezha was shocked.

Meanwhile, the gentle breeze gathered in the distance and formed a white-clad boy of about ten years old, with dragon horns on his forehead, long blue hair, and an air of nobility, his face showing surprise and doubt.

Where did this brat get such a powerful treasure...? Ao Bing was secretly shocked. He had originally thought the treasure was quite nice and wanted to take it with him despite the pain, but he hadn't expected it to hurt so badly that it was unbearable. If it weren't for his mastery of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and the protective techniques of the Arcane Arts, he would have definitely been in deep trouble.

He immediately had the urge to back out.

Of course, that doesn't mean he's afraid of this kid. If it really came down to a fight, he'd be more than capable of taking him down.

Just now, when he was restrained by the Qiankun Ring, he sensed a power that did not belong to this kid, or rather, when he wanted to take the treasure, he keenly sensed that someone else was manipulating the treasure.

This made him realize in an instant that this kid must be a disciple of some old monster, otherwise how could he dare to parade around with such a treasure at such a young age?

Perhaps... that old monster is watching this place. At this thought, Ao Bing broke out in a cold sweat.

He cautiously surveyed his surroundings, extending his divine sense over a hundred miles to investigate, but found nothing. The more he did so, the colder his heart became.

This time he sneaked out without telling his master. If something happens, his master might not be able to help him even if he wanted to.

"What? So you're not that much older than me after all."

Nezha raised his hand and put away the Universe Ring. He then unbuttoned his collar and pulled out a seven-foot-long red ribbon. With a flick of his wrist, the ribbon rapidly expanded, wrapping around Ao Bing and pulling him to the ground.

"Hey, weren't you so impressive just now?"

Nezha stepped on Ao Bing and said smugly, "Come on, let's see how powerful you are, Grandpa."

Before he finished speaking, with a "bang," Ao Bing, who had been bound, turned into a small wooden figure, and the Hun Tian Ling, now free of its bindings, fell to the ground.

Nezha was dumbfounded.

"This is the method of substituting a plum for a peach."

Suddenly, a voice rang out above his head. Taiyi Zhenren appeared, pointed at a seagull rushing towards the East China Sea in the distance, and raised his hand to beckon.

The petrel, with a look of terror in its eyes, flew involuntarily and landed in Taiyi's hand.

"Immortal, spare my life! My master is Jade Cauldron Immortal, and my father is the Dragon King of the East Sea."

Haiyan cried out in terror, "I've been smart and kind since I was little, I respect the elderly and love the young, and I study hard every day. I've never done anything immoral!"

He rattled off his entire background about his master's school and all the catchphrases his master used to teach him.

"Respect the elderly and cherish the young? I doubt it!" Master Taiyi said calmly.

"So, you tricked me with this illusion, Master. Hand him over to your disciple." Nezha angrily raised his hand to grab him, but was stopped by Taiyi.

Ao Bing coughed lightly: "Immortal, please forgive me. Your disciple is not very old, but his skills are truly remarkable. Xiao Long fought him for over a hundred rounds without a clear winner and almost lost."

Of course, this is just a polite way of saying that a dragon has no choice but to bow its head when it is in human hands.

He admitted that the kid was powerful, but no match for him. Even with the help of magic weapons, he could still escape unscathed.

If it weren't for this kid's master being unruly and suddenly appearing, he would have already returned to the Dragon Palace for tea.

Upon hearing this, Nezha, who had been furious, calmed down, straightened his back, and found the sea swallow much more pleasing to the eye.

Master Taiyi said calmly, "A draw? Not necessarily! You don't look much older than my disciple, but your skills are indeed far superior."

Haiyan quickly replied, "Immortal, please forgive me. Although I may not look much older than your esteemed disciple, I actually began cultivating before I even learned to walk, and I have been cultivating for eight hundred years now."

Your disciple looks to be only about seven years old, yet even this little dragon almost couldn't defeat your esteemed student. If your disciple were to cultivate for eight hundred years, I'm afraid few among the younger generation would be able to rival him.

Ah... After saying these words, Nezha felt instantly refreshed, and the anger he felt from being beaten vanished completely.

"Good lad..." Taiyi couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. He raised his hand and tossed out a sea swallow that flew out and transformed into human form. He said, "I didn't expect you to have also mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts."

Ao Bing's expression shifted, and he tentatively asked, "Immortal, you know the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts... Could it be that you are acquainted with my master?"

"It's more than just acquaintances! I am known as Taiyi Zhenren, and he is my junior brother."

Taiyi glanced at him and said, "According to seniority, you should call me Master Uncle."

"Oh, so it's my senior uncle. Senior uncle, I bow to you."

Ao Bing's eyes lit up, and he immediately seized the opportunity, kneeling down and kowtowing. He didn't get up but looked at Taiyi Zhenren with anticipation.

This shamelessness is exactly the same as when Yu Ding was shameless... Taiyi's lips twitched.

You can tell what this little dragon cub is up to the moment he sticks his butt out, but luckily he has an apprentice this time.

The gifts that were given out could also be taken back... Taiyi glanced at Nezha, who was standing next to him looking silly and still didn't know why Ao Bing wasn't getting up, and sighed softly.

I didn't notice it at first, but when you put a ten-year-old who has lived for a thousand years and a seven-year-old together, the difference is really... too obvious.

He reached into his sleeve and quickly frowned. After a long while, he pulled out a gold brick engraved with a rune.

"Wow!" Ao Bing's eyes lit up.

Upon seeing this, Nezha exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, another gold brick, exactly the same as mine! Master, how many of these gold bricks do you have?"

Uh… Upon hearing this, the light in Ao Bing’s eyes disappeared.

"You stupid disciple, you've exposed my secrets..." Taiyi coughed dryly, his face darkening. "You don't know this, but this time when I opened the furnace to refine treasures, I accidentally made two pieces. I gave one to you, and the other one was destined for Ao Bing, so I gave it to him."

"Thank you very much, Uncle Master!" Ao Bing happily accepted it.

Taiyi nodded slightly and said, "Your master is still in the East Sea Dragon Palace, right? I haven't seen him in a long time. I'll go find him. You two are from the same sect, so you should get to know each other first."

The two little ones nodded hurriedly, watching as Master Taiyi drifted away.

Nezha exclaimed excitedly, "I never imagined that after all that fighting, it would just be a flood that washed away the dragon..."

"Cough cough cough!" Ao Bing quickly coughed to interrupt Nezha.

Nezha chuckled awkwardly, glanced at the rippling river, and said, "Oh dear, I'm all sweaty after all this time. Let's go swimming in the river!"

A moment later, two figures floated on the river like two leaves, their hands behind their heads, drifting with the current in the shade of the trees.

"Ah, that feels so good!" Nezha exclaimed.

Ao Bing suddenly said, "By the way, I still don't know what your name is, brother."

Nezha comfortably closed his eyes and said, "My surname is Li, and my given name is Nezha. My father is Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass."

"What? Li Jing?"

Ao Bing shuddered and looked at Nezha in astonishment.

He suddenly remembered that Master Yu Ding had once said that he couldn't even beat Li Jing's three-year-old son, let alone Li Jing.

Now it seems... if he hadn't mastered the profound art, he probably wouldn't be a match for this kid who wields such a powerful treasure.

Nezha opened his eyes in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ao Bing pondered for a moment, then said with a strange expression, "I suddenly remembered that my father and your father seem to be sworn brothers."

"Sworn brothers?"

Nezha was also startled and sat up; he really didn't know about this.

The two little ones looked at each other, then suddenly burst into laughter. They laughed until their stomachs hurt, then lay down on the river.

With their shared ties to their master and father, they quickly became acquainted, and their playful laughter echoed across the river from time to time.

"By the way, what are you doing here today?"

“Oh, my father is too strict with me. My master said I could take a break, but my father still nags me. I couldn’t stand it, so I ran away. What about you?”

"Me? Sigh, my father is the complete opposite. He's so busy, leaving early and coming home late. I only get to see him once in a while. I really wish he could discipline me strictly too!"

The two fell silent for a moment.

"Actually... there's something I don't know how to say. I always feel like my father is hiding something from me. I've noticed several times that the way he looks at me is strange."

"Emm... Me too. I don't know why either. Sometimes my father looks at me strangely."

After a moment of silence, the two fell silent again.

"Brother Nezha, by the way... what are you cultivating for?"

"At first I didn't know, I just practiced what my master taught me, but now, it's because I want to become a strong person like my father."

"A powerful person... do you crave power?"

"Yes, I long to become a hero like him, able to protect millions of people and be admired by everyone, so that I can help him share the burden. I don't know why, but I feel that he is really tired, as if he is carrying a huge mountain on his back every moment."

"The burden of protecting the millions of people in Chentang Pass is indeed heavy. Brother Nezha, you are such a good boy. After hearing what you said, I really feel ashamed. I am not a qualified son!"

"No, then what about you? Why do you cultivate?"

“Me? My father forced me to cultivate when I was a child. It’s true that I learned cultivation before I learned to walk. I’m not joking and I’m not exaggerating at all. I both respect and fear him, and I’ve never dared to open up to him like this.”

"Oh, you're so pitiful. Have you found another target yet?"

"Now... in order to live, my master said that I am destined to die, and there is no way to avoid it. At that time, an incomparably powerful demon child will take my life." Ao Bing said, holding up one hand in front of his eyes, somewhat dazed.

After hearing this, Nezha pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "I see. In that case, if you encounter the Demon Child, call me. Our two families live so close together, I can come to help you very soon. Let's join forces and kill him!"

Looking into Nezha's sincere eyes, Ao Bing was momentarily stunned, a feeling he had never experienced before rising in his heart.

"How is it? How is it?" Nezha asked.

Ao Bing laughed heartily and said, "Thank you, Brother Nezha! You are truly the most righteous man I have ever met among the human race."

Upon hearing this, Nezha perked up, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out a fist: "Hahaha, then our method is decided!"

Ao Bing couldn't help but smile and raised his fist to bump it with Nezha's: "Alright!"

The two little ones looked at each other.
Soon, the sound of their hearty laughter echoed across the river.

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