By associating with Nezha, I became the darling of the Chinese gods.

Chapter 242 Daily Dungeon Routine: Traitors Assemble, Final Battle!
What a courage!
"Where is the Fire-Tipped Spear?!"

Nezha raised his eyebrows, grabbed with his right hand, and a crisp sound of air being torn apart surged in from afar.

"Shh-!"

In the blink of an eye, the Fire-Tipped Spear appeared in Nezha's palm!

"The aura of this magical artifact is..."

As soon as the Fire-Tipped Spear was unleashed, the surrounding heavenly soldiers and generals were instantly drawn to the wave of fire, turning their heads to look around.

What comes into view is a young man draped in red ribbons, with a golden lotus blooming behind him as if out of compassion.

Nezha's face was grim. He held a spear in his right hand and a brick in his left. The Qiankun Ring around his neck gleamed with a chilling light, which blended subtly with the cool lotus fragrance surrounding him.

Even just from his back view, the chilling aura was so intense it almost overflowed!
The undisputed God of Slaughter of Heaven!
Upon seeing Nezha, the Four Heavenly Kings and the others couldn't help but step forward, bursting into joyful laughter:

"It's the Third Prince!"

"And the God of Justice!"

"Hahaha! Heaven is helping me!"

"Third Prince, True Lord! Please come quickly to our aid! Help us capture these unruly monkeys!"

Nezha did not answer. Riding on his Wind Fire Wheels and carrying his Fire-Tipped Spear, he charged towards the Flower Fruit Mountain camp without looking back!
Judging from the murderous aura emanating from Nezha, it was as if he was going to bypass the Nine Luminaries at the front and take the lead!
OK!

As expected of the Third Prince of Heaven, who has made great contributions in battle!
With him and Yang Jian around, wouldn't it be a piece of cake for them to take down that bunch of mischievous monkeys?!

The Four Heavenly Kings and the others exchanged glances, their faces beaming with joy, as if they could already see Nezha and Sun Wukong wrestling together.

Seeing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

Even after much thought, he never expected Nezha to react this way when he saw Wenmiao appear at Flower Fruit Mountain.

"Nezha, you..."

Are you trying to fight in place of the Heavenly Court?

However, before Yang Jian could finish speaking, Nezha landed in a flurry of activity and stood steadily in front of Sun Wukong and Wen Miao.

"Nezha! What are you doing here too!"

Wen Miao stared wide-eyed in surprise.

Her sixth sense told her that the Nezha in front of her was definitely not a simulation created by the StarNet system!

The fire-tipped spear went out, and the fire-wheel slowly disappeared.

Only the BRICS have grown bigger.

Nezha remained silent, his face tense, his slightly upturned phoenix eyes scanning up and down.

He looked at Wenmiao's fluffy fur, long tail, and rosy cheeks with mixed feelings.

Nezha: "Tsk."

Wen Miao: "..."

Wen Miao swore that she had just seen pity for the unfortunate one in Nezha's eyes.

How did a perfectly normal person turn into a monkey?!

Sun Wukong, hands on his hips, grinned and said:
"Brother Nezha, you've come all this way, do you want to fight me, Old Sun, again?"

Nezha did not answer.

He raised his face, glanced sideways at Sun Wukong, and his expression was not friendly:
"You're the one who caused Wen Miao to become this horrible state?"

After saying that, a murderous gaze slammed into Sun Wukong's face.

It was as if the moment Sun Wukong nodded, the gold bricks in Nezha's hand would come crashing down.

Wen Miao was startled, realizing that Nezha had misunderstood, and quickly explained:

"It has nothing to do with the Great Sage! These are all game rules of the StarNet system. I was randomly matched with the identity of the monkey of Flower Fruit Mountain, so I have to play this role."

"I'll be back to normal once the game ends!"

Nezha remained noncommittal, glancing around at the other monkey examinees standing behind Sun Wukong.

This is true.

Although Nezha didn't have Sun Wukong's fiery eyes, he had at least achieved physical immortality, and he noticed the anomaly with just a slight glance.

Every monkey here is indeed a human, just like Wenmiao.

The form may change, but the essence remains the same.

These people just look a little ridiculous.

Nezha reluctantly accepted the answer, his murderous aura diminished, and he stared at Wen Miao, mocking her:

"Your luck..."

Wen Miao, with a single light-gold ahoge sticking up on her head, cheerfully picked up the conversation:
"Hehe, this is great, isn't it?!"

Nezha: "Tch."

The sarcasm in his laughter was undisguised.

Nezha lowered his eyes slightly, glancing again and again at the soft, swaying ahoge on Wenmiao's head, his fingertips twirling gently inside his sleeve. How silly.

I just couldn't stand it anymore.

Nezha turned his head away, "Since that's the case, let's end this boring game quickly."

"In this game, all you need to do is defeat the Heavenly Court?"

This tone...

Wen Miao swallowed hard and asked tentatively:
"Nezha, what did you just say?"

Could it be...

He wants to join them in attacking the Heavenly Court, right?!

Nezha frowned, looking at Wenmiao with a puzzled expression.

It's like saying, "You've turned into a wild monkey, and even your ears are acting up?"
Wen Miao understood Nezha's look and immediately felt speechless.

enough!

Stop looking at her with the same eyes you use to look at the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled!

She simply couldn't believe that such words would come out of Nezha's mouth!
Nezha stretched his limbs with a calm expression and repeated in a flat tone:

"I said, let's fight the Heavenly Court."

Now you understand, right?

Attack the Heavenly Court... Attack the Heavenly Court...

Wen Miao felt her brain explode, her mind filled with the six words Nezha had said.

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

She wasn't wrong!

Nezha actually wants to go with them!
Wen Miao stammered, "This...this...is it really okay?"

Nezha, do you know what you're saying?!
According to the original story, you represent the Heavenly Court!

"why not?"

Nezha said dismissively, "It's just rebelling against the Heavenly Court once, what's the big deal?"

Unlike gods such as Huang Tianhua, who were bound by the Investiture of the Gods and subject to the control of the Heavenly Court, he was not free.

He can hit whomever he wants.

Moreover, this is just a virtual game.

However, when it comes to the person he most wants to kill, it has to be…

Nezha casually touched the sharp tip of his Fire-Tipped Spear, his tone wistful:

"It would be even better if Li Jing were in this game."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately perked up. "Oh? Brother Nezha, you really want to join me in fighting against the Heavenly Court? I didn't expect you to have this kind of resolve!"

Nezha snorted coldly.

Just then, a clear and leisurely laugh rang in Wen Miao and the others' ears—

"It seems that now it's just me who's left."

Wen Miao's heart skipped a beat, and she turned around abruptly, only to find that Yang Jian had appeared in the Flower Fruit Mountain camp at some point.

"Yang Jian! Even you're coming?!"

Yang Jian nodded calmly and said matter-of-factly:

"It's impossible for me to fight Nezha."

We're all friends, let's not hurt our relationship.

Wen Miao was stunned as she stared at Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha standing side by side in front of her.

and so…

Has she gathered together the three most treacherous villains in Heaven again?
And now they're all going to attack Lingxiao?!

Depend on!
The monkey examinees from Flower Fruit Mountain were so surprised they were speechless, their mouths agape, unable to come to their senses for a long time.

Um...

The trailer didn't mention that Nezha and Yang Jian, who originally belonged to the Heavenly Court, would actually turn around and help them!

What's going on!
at the same time.

The Four Heavenly Kings, standing beside the gates of Heaven, muttered to themselves in suspicion:
"What do you think Zhenjun and the others are up to?!"

"So much time has passed, and the battle doesn't seem very intense! We haven't even heard the sound of blood being drawn!"

"Could it be... that mischievous monkey has already died by the Third Prince's spear?"

(End of this chapter)