If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 1250 The Milky Way Reverses Its Flow
Soon, the thunderclouds in the sky dissipated, and the dark hole in the sky reappeared before everyone's eyes.

The fat old man looked around. In just one day, of the five Great Luo Golden Immortals of Zhuling Cave Heaven, only he remained.

These weren't ordinary deaths; they were the most gruesome deaths, with the soul and spirit scattered to the winds.

The once carefree and untouched Great Luo Golden Immortals, who were free from the Five Elements and the cycle of reincarnation, suddenly faced a deteriorating situation. First, their Dao-aligned Zhu Ling Cave Heaven shattered into pieces, and they were forcibly demoted from Great Luo Golden Immortals to "quasi-Great Luo."

From "quasi-Great Luo" to annihilation, it all happened within a short half-day. If you calculate carefully, it was less than half a day, at most half an hour.

Overwhelmed with grief, the fat old man's eyes reddened, and he almost burst into tears.

He didn't wail, but loneliness filled his charred, chubby face. He stood there blankly, lost in thought.

Yang Jian planned to fly over, greet the remaining immortals, and offer a few words of comfort, but Nezha grabbed his arm.

“Brother, look, water is dripping from the sky,” Nezha said, pointing to the dark hole in the sky.

"Tick, tick~~~"

It was indeed raining "from the sky," with large "raindrops" falling from the holes.

First it fell into the ruined Zhuling Cave Heaven, then dripped down to the human world below.

“The Milky Way will probably flood the human world again,” Nezha said.

The sky seemed to have a hole in it, just like in Xiaoyu's previous life, where a water pipe buried in the cement wall of an apartment building had a hole in it.

The downstairs apartment leaks sooner or later, but it doesn't immediately pour down rain.

Now there's a hole in the sky, and outside the hole isn't directly the Milky Way.

The Milky Way is the outermost heaven, the last layer of protection. Sooner or later, the waters of the Milky Way will flow to the hole, separating Pangu's world from the chaos outside.

To put it simply, the backflow of the Milky Way into the human world is not a "natural disaster," but rather the normal functioning of the self-protection system of the Pangu world.

With the water of the Milky Way blocking the hole, no chaotic air currents will directly penetrate into the human world.

The massive flood caused by the Milky Way's waters will undoubtedly cause immense damage. If left unchecked, it will eventually engulf the entire world.

Compared to a chaotic storm that could wipe out the entire world, this harm is negligible.

“I see ‘raindrops’.” Yang Jian first looked up at the hole in the sky, then looked down at Nezha’s right hand that was pulling his arm, and said, “Even if the waters of the Milky Way overflow the earth, we won’t drown. Why are you pulling me?”

"If I don't pull you, what are you going to do?" Nezha stared into his second brother's eyes and whispered, "Our ancestor just cleaved Yuanling Daxian in two."

Their souls have been scattered, and they don't even have the chance to be reincarnated and start over. How tragic!
Yuanling Daxian is one of the 'Five Ancestors of Zhuling'.

Those immortals were either his disciples or his close friends and family. How could you possibly go over and chat with them?

Believe it or not, they'll glare at us fiercely.

Yang Jian glanced at Wei Ran, the Great Immortal, and secretly transmitted his voice, saying, "In fact, more than half of the immortals in Zhuling Cave Heaven are disciples of our Chan Sect."

For example, Master Wei Ran was the chief disciple of the late Uncle Li Hong, and he was of the same generation as us!

Yuanshi Tianzun did not have only twelve disciples; Li Hong was simply not among the twelve Golden Immortals.

Take Jiang Ziya, for example.

Jiang Ziya was less than a fraction of Yang Jian's age. He followed Yuanshi Tianzun in cultivation for forty years, yet he was still only a second-generation disciple of the Chan Sect.

Although Jiang Taigong is dead, he still had disciples. The first incarnation of Qingsong Daotong, "Song Tianshi," practiced Taigong's secret methods.

From the time when Yuanshi Tianzun established the Chan Sect in ancient times until the Investiture of the Gods in the Middle Ages, hundreds of millions of years passed. Even though the Chan Sect placed great importance on lineage and origin, it must have gathered many disciples over such a long period.

It can only be said that he had many disciples, but Yuanshi Tianzun favored a small group led by the Twelve Golden Immortals.

“Wei Ran is indeed a third-generation disciple like us, but did we have any past relationship?” Nezha sighed. “In the end, the identity of ‘disciple of the Xuanmen’ only has meaning when facing wandering immortals or bald monks from Mount Ling.”

In China, within the Xuanmen sect, and even within the Chan sect, disciples of the same sect can be enemies.

Take Yu Fengxian for example.

She cultivates the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts," and because her affinity with immortality comes from her Uncle Huanglong, we pay special attention to her.

Her cultivation of the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" was no secret in the upper echelons of the Heavenly Realm.

Otherwise, the Heavenly Emperor wouldn't have allowed Lei Zhenzi to preside over her Heavenly Tribulation.

But when did the 'Five Ancestors of Zhuling' ever care about her identity?

That Yuan Lingzi is so disobedient and defiant, openly insulting the patriarch!
Yuan Lingzi is not a disciple of my Chan Sect, but he belongs to the same faction as my Grand Master Uncle.

When Yuan Lingzi insulted the ancestral master, Wei Ran not only didn't rebuke him, but actually tried his best to protect him, fearing that he would be beaten to death by the ancestral master.

Yang Jian gently patted Nezha's hand and said softly, "What you said, how could I not know?"

"Among fellow practitioners of the Xuanmen (Taoist sect), being warm and sincere is always better than being cold and hostile."

He walked up to the short, stout old Taoist priest and asked him a few questions with concern.

Knowing that Yang Jian had also experienced the tribulation of lightning, the Great Immortal Wei Ran offered a few words of comfort and concern.

The atmosphere between the two wasn't as bad as Nezha had predicted, until Nezha also came closer.

A layer of frost was immediately applied to Wei Ran's charred face.

Just now, when the "Old Immortal of the Chan Sect" descended to the mortal realm to enforce "family rules," Yang Jian merely offered kind words of advice, telling them not to call upon "that being" under the "Eye of Heaven."

The evil Nezha then enters his killing god state, wantonly slaughtering the immortals of Zhuling Cave.

Many of them are his disciples!
"Great Immortal, the most urgent task now is to mend the heavens!" Yang Jian looked down at Zhu Ling Cave Heaven and sighed, "The cave heaven is too badly damaged and cannot be saved."

"Plugging the cracks in the sky would lessen our sins considerably, making this all the more urgent and practical."

Wei Ran's expression was blank, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

A clear and melodious voice suddenly came from not far away, "Second Master, isn't it like trying to catch fish by climbing a tree when you're discussing the great task of mending the sky with this fool? If you want to discuss it, you should come to me!"

Not only Yang Jian, but all the immortals who heard the voice changed their expressions and turned to look at the speaker.

"Yu Fengxian, you're still alive?!" Yang Jian exclaimed in surprise.

Grand Tutor Yu looked unchanged, still wearing a misty gauze robe that shimmered with starlight, boots with three-colored patterns, his hair tied up with a purple-patterned wooden hairpin, and a bell hanging from his silver belt.

Not only did she not lose any limbs, and unlike Wei Ran and Yang Jian, she didn't have obvious charred marks on her face and body from being struck by lightning, she was just as beautiful and graceful as before, with a radiant spirit.

"This is outrageous! Yu Fengxian is still alive! Ancestor, Ancestor, you died so unjustly, so unjustly!" an immortal wailed, stamping his feet.

"Yu Fengxian, why don't you die?" Wei Ran glared angrily.

"Why should I die?" Xiaoyu gave him a disdainful look. "A Grand Immortal, my foot! You have no taste."

"You weren't dead before, but now I'll make you die!" The fat old man began to circulate his profound energy again, preparing to unleash his great supernatural power.

Grand Tutor Yu was not intimidated at all, and even looked at him with contempt, as if he were looking at a dead man, "At this critical moment when the Milky Way is about to collapse, I did not want to waste my time on a useless fool."

But if you're courting death, I can grant your wish.

Yang Jian stepped between the two and shouted, "Haven't you learned your lesson after the Heavenly Dao Divine Thunder struck several Grand Luo Golden Immortals?"

Wei Ran snorted coldly, dispersing the gathered spiritual energy. Nezha flew to Grand Tutor Yu, examined him carefully, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's a real person, with flesh and blood, not a primordial spirit. But you clearly died right in front of us. Was that just an external body?"

But 'her' aura is exactly the same as yours!

Moreover, you are now refreshed and full of energy, showing no signs of physical destruction or spiritual damage.

“Third Master Li, I’m actually in a terrible state, really.” Grand Tutor Yu said sincerely, “but in order to maintain the dignity of the Grand Tutor of Qin, I have to swallow my pride and bear the pain.”

Nezha laughed and said, "If you're really that miserable—"

His smile faded, and he frowned. "What's wrong? I feel a little uneasy."

Grand Tutor Yu looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if he were looking at a rambling, self-absorbed idiot.

But she was secretly overjoyed.

Another one secured!
"Brother, quickly circulate the 'Heart-Cleansing Mantra'! When facing Yu Fengxian, you must be free from desires and thoughts," Yang Jian secretly reminded him.

"Is it a 'curse of honorifics'?" Nezha looked directly at Grand Tutor Yu and voiced his question.

Grand Tutor Yu sighed, “If Third Master feels that this title is ‘too respectful,’ I can call you ‘Third Brother Li.’”

If you still think that's too respectful, how about I call you 'Li San Gouzi'?
Did your mother give you such a derogatory name when you were a child?

Nezha looked disgusted, pointed at himself with his thumb, and said loudly, "With my supernatural powers, do I need a lowly name to ensure my safety?"

Grand Tutor Yu asked curiously, "Third Brother Li, how old were you in your previous life?"

"What past life? Holy crap~~" Nezha suddenly realized that "Li Laosan's" life had actually ended when he was "shaving off his flesh and bones".

He passed away at the age of seven!
—Could it really be because I didn't give him a humble name?

Nezha is depressed.

"Ahem, brother, the catastrophe has already occurred, we must prioritize our own affairs," Yang Jian reminded him.

Nezha hesitated for a while, then suddenly his gloomy expression disappeared. He patted his chest loudly and said in a high voice, "Yu Fengxian, from now on, when you see me, just call me 'Third Master.' I can accept that title!"

"What honorifics or curses? Third Master is neither afraid nor cares!"

Actually, I'd rather call you "Li Laosan" because calling you "Third Master" has no value now.

I don't like doing things that aren't worthwhile.

Grand Tutor Yu nodded haphazardly a few times, then looked at Second Brother Yang and said, "Second Brother Yang, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. We must hurry up and mend the sky."

I heard you have a very good relationship with the goddess Nuwa?
To mend the sky, you need a stone to mend the sky.

Why don't we split into two groups? I'll stay here and guard the Heavenly Cave to prevent the Milky Way from overflowing into the human world.

Go immediately to the Nuwa Palace and borrow a few five-colored stones from the goddess Nuwa.

Yang Jian frowned.

Nezha, acting as his mouthpiece, shouted, "Yu Fengxian, what do you mean? This is Erlang Shen Zhenjun, and you're just calling him 'Yang Lao Er'?"

Grand Tutor Yu sighed, "Wasn't it him who just reminded you to silently circulate the 'Heart-Cleansing Mantra' and be careful of my respectful curse?"

Yang Jian was startled. "You can hear my secret telepathic communication? I don't believe it!"

"I don't need to listen, just look at you and Old Li—"

"Cough cough!" Nezha coughed hard, gripping his Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, and glared at her.

Grand Tutor Yu readily agreed, "Judging from your expression, Yang Er, and the Third Prince's reaction, I could guess the outcome immediately."

Yang Er's expression grew increasingly awkward.

Nezha once again acted as his mouthpiece, saying, "Yu Fengxian, my second brother is also a renowned hero in the Three Realms, and he is not afraid of any honorifics or curses."

Xiao Yu said, "That's fine. But you must also respect me and call me 'Grand Tutor Yu,' not by my given name."

Nezha exclaimed in surprise, "You've got quite a temper, haven't you! Third Master admires you, Grand Tutor Yu!"

Stop talking nonsense!

Yang Erge pulled him away and looked at Yu Taishi, saying, "The Milky Way is overflowing into the human world. How do you plan to stop it?"

Grand Tutor Yu said, "I have my own methods. You just need to find the Five-Colored Stone as soon as possible."

Yang Jian remained silent, a look of hesitation on his face.

Grand Tutor Yu shouted, "What is the True Lord still hesitating about? Just now, 'Heaven' opened its eyes and sent down divine punishment."

I saw clearly who among you was struck, and you yourselves know it too.

You all surely know why you were attacked.

If the Milky Way were to overflow into the human world, millions of people in Hengshan County alone would suffer disaster.

There are countless birds and beasts.

"Such immense karma, who among you can bear it?"

"If we can't hold out, you'll suffer the same fate!" the short, stout old Taoist priest Wei Ran said hatefully.

Grand Tutor Yu rolled his eyes. "Are you blind? I'm completely clean, without a single mark of being struck by lightning."

Not only am I without fault, but if you hadn't ruined my plans, I could have earned immense merit from heaven and earth.

A bunch of fools who don't understand the laws of nature have blown up their own world and pierced through the sky.

Harming others harms oneself; such a crime deserves death!

She pointed to the hole in the sky and continued, "Now I am going to mend it because I am the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, and I have the duty to save the people."

It was you who shattered Mount Heng in the south, including you, Master Yang!

You too will suffer divine punishment. If the world is destroyed by a flood, the karma will still fall on you.

Yang Jian frowned and said, "Do you think the Sky-Mending Stone is so easy to borrow? If I go to borrow the Sky-Mending Stone, I must promise the Goddess that I will definitely use the Five-Colored Stone to mend the sky."

Unable to make a promise and unable to shoulder the responsibility of mending the sky, the Goddess Nuwa would not lend the sky-mending stones.

Just like the last time the earth cracked at Guaizi Mountain, Buddhism went to borrow the Breath Soil. The Goddess Nuwa lent out the Breath Soil, and Buddhism had to take on the responsibility of repairing the earth.

Because Yu Chan messed up his job, even Guanyin Bodhisattva had to go to Western Shu to clean up his mess.

Nezha also explained on behalf of his second brother: "The quantity of the Heaven-Mending Stone and the Breath of Earth are all 'predestined'."

When Heaven and Earth have a need, the "Heavenly Mandate" sends down its will, allowing the Goddess Nuwa to use this will as a furnace to forge the Sky-Mending Stone and the Breath of Earth.

Although both are man-made, they are respectively innate.

Contrary to what you might think, Nuwa's treasure trove was now filled with colorful stones and dark, fertile soil.

"As long as you can persuade the Empress, you can borrow as much as you want."

(End of this chapter)