Primordial Era: The Ten Deadly Formations are Broken, Shen Gongbao Asks Me to Come Out of the Mounta

Chapter 26: The Mischievous Child Nezha Makes the List!

"Ding dong, congratulations host, you have killed Lei Zhenzi and won a four-win reward - Luck Card 1"

After returning from Xiqi, Zhao Gongming casually tossed the rescued Zhao Tianjun to Wen Zhong, ignoring the shock on Wen Zhong's face, and returned to his own tent.

Seeing the prompt in front of him, a look of joy appeared on his face.

This trip to Xiqi resulted in three victories over Jiang Ziya and the addition of Lei Zhenzi to the Investiture of the Gods list, achieving a four-game winning streak and reaping considerable rewards.

First, there's the reward for a three-game winning streak: the Lucky Ruler!

This was indeed a rare and extraordinary treasure from ancient times, and its function, as the name suggests, was to intercept fortune. However, what surprised Zhao Gongming was...

This fortune ruler can not only intercept the fortune of living beings, but once activated, it can even directly intercept a portion of the fortune of ancient saints and great sects.

If that's the case, it certainly can't be a reward for three consecutive wins.

This fortune-telling ruler also has its drawbacks. The fortune it captures can only last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before it dissipates.

Luck, unlike cultivation level, cannot be measured. Even if one's luck is astonishing in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, its effect is limited.

It could be said that the function of this measuring ruler was rather useless, but Zhao Gongming did not think so.

Oranges grown north of the Huai River are considered lowly, while those grown south of the Huai River are considered ordinary oranges. Perhaps, in a specific environment, this piece of measuring ruler could produce unexpected results.

Secondly, there's the reward for a four-game winning streak: a Luck Card.

This is even simpler. As long as you use it, you can greatly increase your luck. Moreover, unlike the Fortune-Cutting Ruler, this increase in luck is permanent.

hum!

Without hesitation, Zhao Gongming used the Luck Card. As soon as a golden light flashed, his luck surged by about 50%.

This greatly surprised Zhao Gongming, after all, he was the acting leader of the Jie Sect at this time, and his own fortune was already extraordinary.

On this basis, a 50% surge in fortune is already quite terrifying. Moreover, this portion of fortune will not disappear; it will exist permanently.

This is very comfortable.

"Such an amazing reward for just four consecutive wins..."

"

Zhao Gongming's eyes were bright.

He caused a great disturbance in Xiqi tonight, which probably drove the Jade Void Golden Immortal crazy. Another fierce battle is about to begin.

With his identity as a disciple of the Western religion as cover, even Dipankara could not figure out his true intentions.

As dawn broke and the sky was about to brighten, Zhao Gongming decided to stop cultivating, took out a pot of spiritual wine, and quietly drank it.

Sure enough, as dawn broke, it was seen that the Xiqi side had already taken down the truce sign.

The vanguard, Nezha, riding on his Wind-Fire Wheels, arrived in front of Wen Zhong's camp to challenge him, specifically naming Zhao Gongming, who had transformed into a monk, to the duel.

"Nezha, he dares to come out again? Does he have some kind of backing?"

Zhao Gongming pondered for a moment, but did not rush to make a move.

Soon, soldiers from Wen Zhong's camp went into battle, but being mere mortals, they were no match for Nezha. After a few rounds, Nezha exploited an opening, and they were cut down from their horses.

Enraged, Wen Zhong sat astride his black Qilin and personally engaged in battle.

However, after fighting with Nezha for a while, they saw a large group of disciples from the third generation, including Yang Jian and Wei Hu, emerging from Xiqi City.

Two fists can't fight four hands. Grand Tutor Wen was beaten so badly that he cried out in pain and had no choice but to sound the retreat and return to his camp in a sorry state.

"Fellow Daoist, your night raid on the Xiqi camp has already achieved a remarkable feat!"

It wasn't that Wen Zhong was incompetent; it was simply that Xiqi was overwhelming them with numbers, making it difficult to defend against!

I hope you will join me, fellow Daoist, in thoroughly crushing the arrogance of Xiqi!

Over here, Wen Zhong, looking disheveled, had come to invite Zhao Gongming, while Zhao Jiangtianjun, standing to the side, looked at Wen Zhong with some surprise.

What the hell?

Are you going to join forces with this ascetic fellow to thwart Xiqi?

Everyone knows that last night Zhao Gongming raided Xiqi, and manipulated Randeng and the Twelve Golden Immortals of Yuxu with ease.

Even a dog could win.

You have no shame, acting as if you want to join forces with them to defeat the enemy. Is that really a good idea?

"It's alright. This pot of spiritual wine is just warm. Fellow Daoist, please remove the truce sign. We'll drink it together after I've succeeded!"

Zhao Gongming waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned. He placed two wine cups in Wen Zhong's hands, filled them with warm spirit wine, and with a swift movement, arrived outside the tent.

"You scoundrel! You killed my senior brother and ruined my reputation! Today, I will tear you apart and skin you alive to vent my anger!"

Upon seeing Zhao Gongming emerge, Nezha's eyes widened in fury.

He was absolutely furious.

It turns out that last night, Zhao Gongming disguised himself as Nezha and acted ruthlessly in Xiqi City.

He was peacefully staying in the Prime Minister's residence when suddenly he heard shouts outside: "Nezha has rebelled!"

Completely bewildered, Nezha had just stepped out of the Prime Minister's residence when he realized that the way people looked at him had changed.

Fortunately, Yang Jian, Wei Hu, and other senior brothers noticed something was wrong immediately and proved his innocence.

However, at this time, his situation in Xiqi City was not as good as before, and all of this was naturally attributed to Zhao Gongming in front of him.

In addition, there was the death of Lei Zhenzi's senior brother.

Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.

Nezha kicked off his Wind-Fire Wheels and thrust his Fire-Tipped Spear straight at Zhao Gongming, but Zhao Gongming blocked it, preventing him from advancing an inch.

Seeing this, Nezha was not surprised; a cold smile even appeared on his little face.

The next moment, he clapped his hands, and a divine fire shield, growing larger in the wind, with nine fire dragons churning within, descended upon Zhao Gongming from the sky.

"The Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover? So that's how it is?"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Gongming understood. No wonder Nezha had the courage to challenge him; it was because of this treasure.

The Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Its essence lies in the word "cover". Once trapped inside, even a Great Luo Immortal would probably be forcibly refined. Of course, Nezha could not unleash such power, but refining a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal like himself would be more than enough!

hum!

The Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover was incredibly fast; the moment it was unleashed, it enveloped Zhao Gongming, and the raging flames engulfed his figure.

"Ha ha!"

Upon seeing this, a cruel sneer appeared on Nezha's little face, and he immediately activated the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover with all his might, intending to refine Zhao Gongming alive.

"This ascetic is surely dead!"

On the city walls of Xiqi, Ran Deng, Jiang Ziya, and the Jade Void Golden Immortal were also watching this scene.

Upon seeing Zhao Gongming trapped within the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, Taiyi Zhenren stroked his beard and smiled confidently.

The other Jade Void Golden Immortals also had smiles on their faces. Although they were burning in flames and in excruciating pain, in their eyes, it was a good thing for this monk to be on the list like this.

boom!

But at that moment, a sudden change occurred. With a loud bang, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover was forcibly ripped open by some unknown treasure.

Before Nezha could even react, a golden light, as sharp as lightning, unleashed unimaginable power and lashed down at him.

"What? No!! Master, save me!!"

boom!

Before Nezha could finish speaking, the golden light transformed into a whip, lashing him fiercely and instantly turning him into a bloody pulp. His primordial spirit then went straight to the Investiture of the Gods.

Nezha is on the list.