Watching Nezha, the story of Nezha's suicide in the Investiture of the Gods brought tears to my

The Dragon King ordered his shrimp soldiers and crab generals to select weapons for Sun Wukong, while he listened to the deer boy's slander against the dragon clan.

The Dragon King's eyes gradually became dull. After a long while, he finally let out a long sigh, followed by a moment of speechlessness.

He gazed at the magnificent yet somewhat desolate palaces of the Dragon Palace, and an endless sorrow welled up in his heart.

In its heyday, the Dragon Clan was incredibly glorious, commanding wind and rain, and its might shook the four seas.

Even now, having fallen to such a state of destitution, they are still being guarded against.

"Alas, our dragon race is truly miserable!" the Dragon King murmured to himself, his voice filled with vicissitudes and desolation.

That slightly trembling body seemed to be telling the story of the dragon race's misfortune and sorrow.

Sun Wukong looked down on all kinds of weapons, but he took a fancy to the Iron Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) and became very fond of it.

"Old mudfish, I, Old Sun, want this treasure!" Sun Wukong rubbed his hands together.

"No way! This is a treasure left behind by Yu the Great for controlling the floods!" The Dragon King of the East Sea repeatedly refused.

Suddenly, he remembered Sun Wukong's past acts of betrayal in Heaven!

Sun Wukong is going to take the Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel) and fight against the Heavenly Court!

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the Dragon King's face.

The gods in Heaven are always suspicious of the Dragon Clan, and since the Dragon Clan doesn't have the strength to fight against Heaven, they can use Sun Wukong to take revenge!

"Alright!" The Dragon King's eyes darted around. "If you can lift it, it's yours!"

Sun Wukong blew a breath and his cry became soft.

The iron rod that stabilized the sea became much smaller, and Sun Wukong wielded it with great skill!

They even summoned the Three Dragon Kings of the Seas to assemble a set of magical armor for Sun Wukong!

Sun Wukong left satisfied.

After learning the reason why the Dragon King gave her the treasure, the Dragon Mother asked, "That monkey has also seen the deeds of his traitorous son in Heaven. What if he doesn't rebel against Heaven?"

The Dragon King stroked his beard: "He won't rebel? Then I'll go to Heaven and impeach him. Even if he doesn't rebel, the Heavenly Court will still come down to the mortal realm to arrest him!"

...

Wild world.

The colossal body of the Ancestral Dragon coiled in the void, radiating boundless fury.

Its eyes were like two burning suns, spewing forth raging flames, and its angry roar echoed through the sky:

"My dragon clan is already so desolate, yet your Heavenly Court still harbors suspicions against us. This is utterly outrageous! If I were still alive, I would definitely wreak havoc on your Heavenly Court!"

The voice of the First Emperor was like rolling thunder, shaking heaven and earth.

The dragon scales on its body shimmered with a dazzling light, each scale containing endless anger and resentment.

The surrounding winds and clouds changed color, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring, as if echoing the wrath of the Ancestral Dragon.

The terrifying pressure plunged the entire prehistoric world into a tense atmosphere.

...

Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, said: “Senior brother, Jinzha and Muzha have been disciples of me and my junior brother Samantabhadra respectively, and have cultivated for many years without ever returning home. They have never even met their third brother, Nezha.”

Samantabhadra also understood Manjushri's meaning: "The six stars will not align for a while, so let's take this opportunity to let the three brothers reunite."

"Yes! Excellent, excellent!" The Boundless Immortal Elder agreed to the proposal, and all the immortals turned their gazes to Nezha.

Nezha panicked and quickly ran off the jade platform.

"What's wrong?" Ao Bing asked.

"Do you think my appearance will give people a bad impression?" Nezha looked at his appearance through the clear stone tablet; he was indeed ugly and not very presentable.

"Of course not!" Ao Bing reassured him.

"Really?" Nezha was overjoyed!

"Although you have a lazy demeanor, you have a firm will; although you are short, you have a strong heart; although you are ugly, you are kind-hearted; although you have dark circles under your eyes, upturned nostrils, and are missing a tooth, I think you are just very, very good! Your brother would definitely think so too!" Ao Bing showered you with praise.

The light in Nezha's eyes had been extinguished by all the praise, and his overall spirit had become quite depressed.

Nezha scoffed, then pulled out a pill and swallowed it.

Ao Bing had no choice but to face his two older brothers in Nezha's place.

...

The gods and Buddhas were taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

"Are you praising someone? You're clearly nitpicking!"

"How can you praise someone like that? You're making them lose confidence!"

The gods and Buddhas were laughing so hard they couldn't stop, their faces turning completely red.

...

In the world of Investiture of the Gods, at the Zhou army camp.

Jinzha and Muzha looked at Nezha and laughed so hard they almost couldn't straighten up.

"I'm dying of laughter! Ao Bing is clearly praising you, but why does it feel like he's insulting you?" Jinzha clutched his stomach, almost laughing to tears.

Muzha chimed in, "That's hilarious, Third Brother! But I think Ao Bing wasn't wrong either; everything he said is true."

Nezha's face turned red with anger, his hands clenched into fists, and he shouted at his two older brothers, "You two, all you do is make fun of me! I'm clearly not like that!"

Jinzha and Muzha completely ignored Nezha's anger, their laughter still echoing in the air, filling the entire command tent with a joyful and playful atmosphere.

...

The prequel to the story of the Lotus Lantern, the Golden Light Cave.

As Nezha listened to Ao Bing's praise, he grew increasingly angry.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the Hun Tian Ling and the Qian Kun Quan, his eyes wide with rage, and roared through gritted teeth, "I'll just kill this mute guy!"

As he spoke, he prepared to leave the cave and head towards the East Sea.

Seeing this, Taiyi Zhenren quickly rushed forward, grabbed Nezha tightly, and advised, "Ao Bing is right, the Demon Orb Nezha does look like this, but don't take it personally. You're not the Demon Orb Nezha, hahaha, right, senior brother!"

“Yes! Hahahaha! Young people shouldn’t be so naive!” Master Yuding also chimed in with his advice, but the smiles on the faces of the two masters betrayed their true intentions.

Hearing the laughter of the two immortals, Nezha struggled even harder, trying to break free from Taiyi Zhenren's restraints:

"Master, please don't stop me! I'm going to teach him a lesson today!"

Taiyi Zhenren held Nezha tightly and continued to persuade him earnestly: "Nezha, don't be impulsive. This is a small matter. You must not act rashly because of a moment of anger."

...

Jinzha, Muzha, and Ao Bing had a private chat for a while.

As Ao Bing listened, he also thought of his two older brothers.

Both Ao Bing and Nezha were moved by their two older brothers' kindness and resolved to become immortals.

The scene changes.

In the mortal realm, a powerful demon is diligently cultivating under the guidance of several lesser demons.

The little demons stood on one leg atop tall bamboo poles.

"Only the brave and diligent can make rapid progress. For someone like you, even a hundred years of cultivation would be in vain! Cultivating immortality is all about cultivating essence, energy, and spirit. If you feel bitterness and exhaustion, hate that you were born demons! Only by giving your all can you have a chance to defy fate and attain immortality!"

Shen Zhengdao's voice was booming, and his posture was steady; he looked every bit the strict teacher.

[Nezha suddenly landed: "I've never cared about life or death, I just want to defy the heavens! My name is in my own hands, not in the heavens'! I'll become a god!"]

"Excellent!" Shen Zhengdao led the applause. "These few lines are powerful and inspiring! What a poem! The spirit of this poem is something you should all learn from!"

...

In the world of Investiture of the Gods, on the front lines.

Seeing Shen Zhengdao leading so many lesser demons, the Twelve Golden Immortals focused intently on their diligent cultivation.

Looking at his resolute expression and unwavering posture, the immortals couldn't help but feel admiration.

"Sigh, look at how strict Shen Zhengdao is, and how hard his disciples work. Then look at our own disciples. If only they could work that hard," Ju Liusun couldn't help but sigh.

The others nodded in agreement, their eyes revealing envy and self-reflection.

“Yes, Shen Zhengdao’s perseverance and diligence are truly something we and our disciples should learn from, especially Junior Brother Taiyi.” Guang Chengzi looked at Taiyi Zhenren.

Taiyi Zhenren spoiled his disciples the most. If only Taiyi Zhenren had half the strictness of Shen Zhengdao.

Nezha shouldn't have caused so much trouble!

"Ahem." Taiyi Zhenren chuckled somewhat sheepishly. "Nezha is quite strong, just a bit mischievous, he's just a child..."

"So children can be spoiled?" The Old Man of the South Pole smiled and pointed at the True Man Taiyi.

Taiyi Zhenren felt increasingly guilty, deeply impressed by Shen Zhengdao's diligent cultivation, and began to reflect on his attitude towards disciplining his own disciples.

...

The world of the Lotus Lantern.