A passing traveler through the heavens

Ji Lin rode the escape light and flew swiftly towards Chen Tang Pass.

Suddenly, a woman's heart-wrenching cry pierced the sky and went straight into his ears. Ji Lin was startled and immediately stopped his escape and looked in the direction of the sound.

On the winding mountain road, a woman in white was seen holding the body of a child and weeping bitterly. The child was motionless and exuded an aura of death.

Ji Lin looked closely and recognized that the woman in white was Yang Chan, and the one she was holding in her arms was Nezha!

Upon seeing this, Ji Lin immediately flew down from the clouds and arrived behind Yang Chan in an instant, softly calling out, "Miss Yang Chan."

Hearing a voice behind her, Yang Chan turned around abruptly. Through her teary eyes, she recognized Ji Lin and called out to him in a trembling voice.

"Brother Ji Lin."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Chan's body went limp and she fainted.

Ji Lin quickly reached out and steadily supported her. Then, he used his magic to carefully examine Yang Chan's physical condition and found that she had suddenly fainted due to excessive grief and exhaustion. Fortunately, her life was not in danger.

Ji Lin gently picked up Yang Chan, and at the same time used his mind to slowly lift up Nezha beside him, then turned and flew towards the direction of the Golden Light Cave on Qianyuan Mountain.

In a short while, Ji Lin arrived at the Golden Light Cave.

Sensing his arrival, the cave door opened slowly and automatically. The Taiyi Zhenren inside was still meditating with his eyes closed. Noticing someone had intruded, he didn't even lift his eyelids, but muttered something.

"Who is it that's always bothering me with nothing better to do than disturb my cultivation?"

But when he opened his eyes and saw Ji Lin, he stopped talking abruptly. His gaze was instantly drawn to Yang Chan in Ji Lin's arms and Nezha floating behind him. Taiyi Zhenren's expression turned serious, and he quickly got up.

Ji Lin carefully placed Yang Chan and Nezha on the bed where Taiyi Zhenren usually meditated. Taiyi Zhenren didn't say a word, quickly walked to the side, fetched a basin of water, wrung out a towel, and gently wiped the dust off Nezha's body.

Seeing this, Ji Lin also took out a towel from his personal space and gently wiped away the stains on Yang Chan's body.

Then, he raised his hands and mobilized the powerful energy of the horse talisman within his body. A soft light instantly enveloped Yang Chan's body, and in an instant, Yang Chan slowly woke up.

Yang Chan opened her eyes, still somewhat dazed. The first thing she saw was Ji Lin, whose face was full of concern. Her chapped lips turned up slightly, and she managed a weak smile on her pale face.

Her gaze instinctively shifted to the side, and when she saw Nezha's lifeless body and the solemn-faced Taiyi Zhenren, her eyes instantly reddened and tears welled up in her eyes.

Her lips trembled, and she pleaded in a tearful voice, "Master Taiyi, you must save Nezha, he..." Before she could finish speaking, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Yang Chan took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions, and began to recount: "When I arrived at Chen Tang Pass, the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Court, as well as the shrimp soldiers and crab generals brought from the East Sea, surrounded Nezha in layers upon layers."

"They kept saying that Nezha had violated the heavenly rules and must pay for his crime with his life, otherwise they would flood Chentang Pass and make the people of this area pay for his death."

Yang Chan paused, her voice growing increasingly choked with emotion, "Nezha shouted to everyone, 'I will take responsibility for my own actions.' To prevent the people of Chentang Pass and his own parents from suffering, he drew his sword and committed suicide in front of everyone!"

At this point, Yang Chan could no longer control herself, covered her face with her hands, and burst into tears.

After listening, Master Taiyi frowned, sighed heavily, and said with emotion, "This child is too impulsive."

As if grasping at the last straw, Yang Chan desperately reached out and grabbed Taiyi Zhenren's sleeve, almost pleading.

"Master, you are all-powerful! Please, you must save him! He shouldn't have died like this!"

Taiyi Zhenren's gaze was firm. He gently patted Yang Chan's hand and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, young friend. Nezha is my disciple. I will do my utmost to ensure that he does not perish."

After saying this, Ji Lin gently helped Yang Chan out of the Golden Light Cave. The sunlight outside the cave was dazzling, and Yang Chan's steps were unsteady, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

Her voice was filled with deep confusion as she murmured, "Brother Ji Lin, what if Nezha can't be saved? I really don't want to think about it..."

Ji Lin patted Yang Chan on the shoulder: "Yang Chan, don't worry too much. Master Taiyi's Taoist skills are profound. Since he agreed, he must have a way. We should have faith in him."

Yang Chan nodded slightly, her emotions calming down a bit, and then asked, "Brother Ji Lin, it's rare for you to come all this way, is there something important?"

Ji Lin's expression softened, and he said gently, "I've come to tell you about your second brother, Yang Jian. He has successfully become a disciple of my master, Master Yu Ding, and his cultivation is progressing very smoothly."

A look of surprise flashed in Yang Chan's eyes, and a glimmer of color returned to her previously pale face. She smiled sincerely and said, "Really? That's wonderful! Second Brother has always hoped for a chance to learn martial arts. This time, he will definitely be able to rescue Mother."

In the days that followed, Ji Lin used his magic to build a cozy little wooden house near the Golden Light Cave for him and Yang Chan to live in.

During this long wait, Ji Lin focused intently on protecting Taiyi Zhenren, ensuring that his seclusion would not be disturbed.

He patiently and meticulously taught Yang Chan how to cultivate the Free and Unfettered Myriad Manifestations True Scripture, imparting to her all sorts of exquisite spells.

Time flies, and forty-nine days have passed in the blink of an eye. Taiyi Zhenren's seclusion has reached its final crucial moment. At this moment, only one crucial step is needed to bring Nezha back to life—to create a clay sculpture so that he can be worshipped by the people and accumulate enough merit through incense offerings.

Ji Lin and Yang Chan brought Nezha's body to the top of Mount Hua. The area was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the spiritual energy was abundant. Ji Lin circulated his magic power, and a magnificent Nezha palace quickly rose from the ground with a flash of light.

The two carefully placed Nezha's clay sculpture in the palace. Just as everything was settled, a rapid and sharp signal suddenly came from Ji Lin's system space...

Ji Lin summoned Huan'er from the system space. Huan'er's bright eyes were full of curiosity as she looked around curiously at the top of Mount Hua.

Ji Lin looked at Yang Chan and said seriously, "Yang Chan, I have some important matters to attend to and need to leave for a while. Huan'er will stay here with you. With her here, I can feel more at ease."

Ji Lin briefly explained Huan'er's existence to Yang Chan. Although Yang Chan was full of doubts, she still nodded obediently and watched Ji Lin leave.

Ji Lin found a secluded cave, and as soon as he entered, his aura instantly subsided.

He eagerly immersed his mind in the system space to find the source of the signal. Sure enough, it was the Iron Book of Heaven obtained in the Spirit World, emitting a faint but urgent fluctuation.

Upon opening the Iron Book of Heaven, besides the fragments recording the forging method, the souls of Yang Tianyou and Yang Jiao flickered weakly, like candles in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Ji Lin frowned, his heart filled with conflict. He had preserved their souls in the hope of one day reviving them, but now that his strength was limited, direct revival was far from easy.

The only feasible solution was to forge them into weapon spirits, but such a major matter had to be told to Yang Jian and Yang Chan. Helpless, Ji Lin had no choice but to transform into a streak of light and head to Kunlun Mountain to find Yang Jian.

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, shrouded in mist, Ji Lin, upon seeing Yang Jian, immediately formed hand seals and instantly set up several hidden and powerful formations around them to ensure that their conversation would not be detected by anyone.

Yang Jian looked puzzled and was about to ask a question when Ji Lin took out the Iron Book of Heaven from the system space. In an instant, two illusory soul bodies slowly emerged.

Yang Jian's gaze fell upon the two souls, and his eyes instantly welled up with tears. His lips trembled, and he murmured unconsciously, "Father, elder brother..."

His voice was filled with shock, grief, and longing, and he leaned forward slightly, as if trying to grasp the illusory figure.