We bear people have power

Nezha looked at Lingxiu, his eyes filled with emotions that Guan Bo couldn't understand. He sighed and said, "Do you know how many relatives I still have in this world?"

Guan Bo thought for a moment, then started counting on his fingers, saying, "Li Tianwang is your father, Yin Shiniang is your mother, and there are also my two elder brothers, Jinzha and Muzha..."

But Nezha interrupted him, saying, "You're wrong. I have no family left in this world."

Guan Bo sensed something was amiss in those words and thought, "Won't I be silenced after hearing this?"

However, with his gossip-loving spirit burning brightly, Guan Bo simply plopped down and pretended to listen attentively.

But when this giant panda sat down, the force of its rear end was enough to split mountains and shatter rocks. And coincidentally, Guan Bo sat down on the flat rock from before, and Xiong Shan Jun, who was already on the verge of vomiting blood, could no longer hold on and actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How bitter it is, I've only managed to cultivate for two hundred and fifty years; how tiring it is, just thinking about how those two demons turned to ashes... I'll endure it. Once I've mastered my cultivation, I'll definitely sit on this panda's butt a hundred times. If I don't do it even once, I, Xiong Shan Jun, will be a coward." Xiong Shan Jun could only grit his teeth and persevere, constantly encouraging himself.

As for the Three Altars Sea Gathering God, Xiong Shan Jun was somewhat self-aware enough to know he probably couldn't defeat him in this lifetime, so he focused his hatred on the panda spirit. A demon's life is long; one must always give oneself some hope.

The handsome young Nezha seemed to be lost in his memories, and said melancholically, "Ever since I returned my bones to my father and my flesh to my mother, the Li family has actually had little to do with me."

These words left Guan Bo speechless. Whether blood ties or emotions were more important touched upon profound philosophical and ethical questions. Guan Bo knew he wasn't qualified to be Nezha's mentor, so he remained silent.

However, Nezha did not want to listen to Guan Bo's advice. He continued, "Mortals are bound by blood ties. When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. After drinking Meng Po's soup, there is no longer any connection with the previous life. As for my relationship with the Li family, it is probably only a bowl of Meng Po's soup left."

"I think that relationships between family members are not just about blood ties, but more about feelings," Guan Bo tried to persuade him.

“Right after I was born, my father decided I was a monster and wanted to kill me with his sword,” Nezha sneered.

Guan Bo promptly shut his mouth; Old Li had indeed acted dishonestly.

"I'm only a little kid, and he's already playing in the sea all by himself. Isn't he afraid I'll drown?" Nezha said angrily.

"That's unreasonable. What kind of status do you have? You're the reincarnation of the Spirit Pearl. How could you possibly drown in the sea?" Guan Bo shrugged, realizing that the brat was indeed a brat, always making a big deal out of nothing.

Nezha sneered at Guan Bo, "How did Jingwei die?"

These words made such a good point that Guan Bo was speechless. Jingwei's previous incarnation was the daughter of Emperor Yan, a true member of the imperial family, the progenitor of the human race. Yet she drowned in the sea, giving rise to the idiom "Jingwei fills the sea."

As if venting his frustration, Nezha continued, "Later, when the Dragon King incident happened, he didn't even have the slightest intention of protecting me."

“Third Prince, you were the one who pulled out the dragon tendons. The man’s son was crippled, and the Dragon King went to Heaven to complain. You even beat the victim. You’re not in the right. Li Tianwang was the general of Chentang Pass at the time. You can’t expect the entire Chentang Pass to be buried with him.”

Even though he was facing a powerful deity like Nezha, Guan Bo still dared to say something. In his view, when gods fight, mortals suffer, and the most innocent victims are the mortals.

Just like the firefly, it inexplicably became the food of the King of Inspiration. The people of Guanyin Village were sitting at home when disaster struck from the sky. What the hell did they do to deserve this?

He had expected Nezha to fly into a rage and even attack him, but to his surprise, the handsome young man sighed and said, "You're right, of course I know I was wrong now. But I was only a few years old back then, and no one ever told me what was right and wrong. Even the name Li Nezha was taught to me by Master Taiyi. He's my father!"

There was no way to respond to that. Although Guan Bo hadn't had a particularly good life before his transmigration, he had lived a harmonious and happy life. Although he and his father occasionally quarreled, they were still considered a loving and filial family. He couldn't very well shamelessly say "I understand how you feel" about Nezha's family conflicts.

Left with no other option, Guan Bo could only resort to changing the subject again, saying, "What's past is past, but you said Lingxiu is your sister, what's that all about?"

“Don’t you know? This girl is no ordinary person. You can tell at a glance that she was nurtured by a Bodhisattva with willow branch dew,” Nezha explained.

How could Guan Bo not know that this whole thing started because of him, which is why he remained loyal to Lingxiu?

"Even if it's mango pomelo sago, what does it have to do with you?" Guan Bo asked curiously.

“Since you’ve heard so much about my past from the Bodhisattva, don’t you know my background?” Nezha retorted.

Guan Bo was completely bewildered. This wasn't information he'd gotten from a Bodhisattva; it was clearly a database that transmigrators brought with them. But then Nezha mentioned it, and he realized what was going on.

"You mean, your lotus root incarnation is also related to the Bodhisattva?"

“Of course, Master Taiyi used lotus roots and lotus flowers from Mount Luojia to reshape my physical body. The water in the lotus pond was transformed from the sweet dew of the willow branch. Therefore, by all accounts, my blood relation with this little girl is closer than that of the Li family. In this world, only she and I are formed from the essence of heaven and earth. Who else could she be but my sister?” Nezha said proudly.

Guan Bo was completely bewildered; could kinship be calculated like this? It seems Nezha genuinely wants to recognize a sister, not some melodramatic "sister" like in *Dream of the Red Chamber*.

Wait, something doesn't seem right.

"Then the Great Sage was also transformed from the Heaven-Mending Stone, and can be considered the essence of heaven and earth, right? Does that mean he's your brother too?" Guan Bo asked.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Nezha quickly covered Guan Bo's mouth and said, "Shh! Keep your voice down, or the Great Sage will smash you to death with his staff."

Guan Bo was even more puzzled and pressed on, "The Great Sage doesn't seem like such a petty person. Becoming his sworn brother wouldn't be an insult to him."

According to the original Journey to the West, although Monkey King and Nezha fought, they eventually became friends. Moreover, Nezha helped Monkey King several times on their journey to the West, so their relationship should have been quite good.

Nezha smiled mysteriously and said, "Do you know who the Great Sage hates the most?"

To be honest, everyone in China knows this, so Guan Bo replied honestly, "Erlang Shen."

"Do you know that I am from the Shang Dynasty, while the Great Sage was born in the Spring and Autumn Period? If the Great Sage were to become my brother, he would be my younger brother. And I call Erlang Shen my second brother, so... you understand."

Damn, what a complicated relationship, but Guan Bo understands now.

Given the Monkey King's personality, it's strange that he's close to that brat Nezha; becoming sworn brothers is commonplace for him. But to ask him to admit he's inferior to Erlang Shen would be a death sentence for him.

"So what do you want now that you've come to acknowledge this sister?" Guan Bo finally asked the crucial question.

"Of course I'll take her to heaven to enjoy bliss. Why would I let her suffer with you in the mortal realm? Lingxiu is no different from Tang Sanzang's flesh. It's fortunate that the demons that came this time were too weak. If it had attracted powerful figures like the Seven Great Sages, could you, a mere panda spirit, have stood up to them? I know about your past with Lingxiu, but I think if you want to treat her well, you won't stop me."

Nezha thought these words would put Guan Bo in a difficult position, but he heard him say without hesitation, "When I was undergoing my tribulation, Lingxiu was able to stay by my side through thick and thin, so naturally I will not abandon her. So what if there are seven great sages? Give me some time, and I will naturally become another great sage of the demon race."

"As a transmigrator, you don't even have this much ability. You're a disgrace to so many predecessors who have destroyed stars." "You have ambition! But before you became the Great Sage, you had her go on adventures with you?" Nezha praised and asked.

"Isn't it you who's here? Can you just stand by and watch your only family member get eaten by a monster?" Guan Bo laughed like a panda that had stolen someone's bamboo shoots.

Nezha was silent for a few seconds, then said seriously, "When we get back, I'm going to give the Giant Spirit God a good beating."

"What does this have to do with the Giant Spirit God?" Guan Bo was completely bewildered.

"After working with him for so many years, he's the one who made me think that the big oaf was really stupid, which is why I fell for your fat panda's tricks," Nezha said through gritted teeth.

Guan Bo could only silently light a candle for the giant spirit who was caught in the crossfire.