After Nezha finished his affairs and left, Red Boy's eyes immediately darted around, looking at the golden ring that bound him, he said flatteringly: "Aunt Guanyin, look, my dad has left, can this golden ring be...?"
Guanyin was somewhat at a loss for this child. This binding was what she obtained from refining the Golden Hoop Immortal, and among them, this golden ring was the most precious. Not to mention its other functions, just these five big golden rings alone look quite valuable.
And now he doesn't want them.
Apparently, Red Boy couldn't understand the love from his aunt, only feeling uncomfortable with his entire body bound.
"Go back and cultivate your heart and nature with me. Once you reach the standard, the golden rings will no longer bind you."
Red Boy was somewhat crestfallen, like a little elementary school student who realized school was starting tomorrow, as joyful times slipped away in the blink of an eye.
Before going to school, parents need to be notified. Guanyin didn't take Red Boy directly back to the South Sea but went to find Tie Shan.
The matters concerning Red Boy thus came to a conclusion.
On Nezha's side, right after returning to the Heavenly Court, Long Ji hurried over. Although she came urgently every time, this time was evidently different from usual.
"Nezha, something's wrong! Come quickly, I need to take you to see my mother!"
Nezha scratched his head, wondering what could be wrong during such a peaceful time across the Three Realms?
"Why the rush? Could it be your dad is missing again?"
Long Ji abruptly stopped and looked at Nezha in shock.
What's going on, who among the Lord of Three Realms would play disappearing acts for no reason?
"I'm just startled. Let's hurry and find out what's happening?"
Following Long Ji to the Turquoise Pool to meet the Queen Mother, they didn't see a corpse-cutting avatar but the Queen Mother's true form.
"Greetings, Queen Mother."
The Queen Mother waved her hand, looking somewhat troubled. As she looked at Nezha's cultivation, she realized she couldn't perceive it anymore, but that was normal.
"We're family, no need to stand on ceremony."
"How is Your Grace's injury?"
The Queen Mother didn't hide it, saying she had recovered about seventy percent, and usually had no issues. The remaining thirty percent would slowly need time to heal.
After a few casual exchanges, they began discussing why Nezha was called. Hao Tian had disappeared, and not just Hao Tian, but also the Jade Emperor.
This matter was far from simple. How could Hao Tian, the Lord of the Three Realms, just disappear silently when protected by the Qi Fortune of the Three Realms if it was truly the work of a villain?
"Does Your Grace have any clues?"
The Queen Mother hesitated. She was somewhat connected to Hao Tian's Qi Fortune and still vaguely sensed something. After hesitating, she decided to tell Nezha.
"Last time, Hao Tian faced Pangu's phantom and though heavily injured, also personally felt the immense power of Pangu God.
Lately, as his injuries were healing, he might have attempted a breakthrough, and this disappearance might be related to it."
The Queen Mother called Nezha with this intention. She could sense that Hao Tian's aura was still strong, but if he was truly successful, why would he disappear?
Hao Tian wouldn't willingly abandon his position as the Lord of the Heavenly Realm, so the problem could only have occurred during his breakthrough, when trying to cut the third corpse.
The Queen Mother didn't have the same ambitions as Hao Tian, feeling that being a Queen Mother was agreeable. Of course, pursuing another step forward wouldn't be objectionable, but she had a content and adaptive mindset.
So, she supported Hao Tian's drive to progress, and if he wanted to lay back, that was fine too. Besides Saints, who in the Three Realms held a more esteemed status than her?
She was effectively an insurance for Hao Tian, ensuring he wouldn't go too far down a reckless path.
Now was the time for her to play her role.
Though her words were somewhat cryptic, as Nezha now had improved significantly, he used his authority to speculate and had a rough idea in his mind.
The problem still lay with him.
Previously, the Demons were thoroughly suppressed by the Dao, and though Luo Hou jumped around, he was merely a clown in Hong Jun's eyes, not requiring his attention.
Now, Nezha had brought back Hong Jun's Heart Demon. Although this Heart Demon was still weak, it was Hong Jun's Heart Demon.
With Hong Jun being one with the Heavenly Dao, this Heart Demon was fundamentally strengthened. Although these demons seemed clownish before, in the coming times they would become increasingly rampant.
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Now that the Demon Dao was retaliating, Hao Tian, the Lord of Three Realms, was the first to suffer. Although he enjoyed the protection of the Three Realms' Qi Fortune, his strong desire for progress led him into trouble.
Nezha felt at a loss, indeed, every Immortal in the Primordial had such a deep obsession with becoming a Saint!
"Rest assured, Your Grace, His Majesty is fine, just temporarily trapped. We shall patiently wait, and I believe a conclusion will come afterward."
The Queen Mother nodded helplessly. In her current state, searching for Hao Tian would probably be futile. Now it depends on what Hao Tian intends to do.
After some discussion with the Queen Mother, the next day it was announced that the Jade Emperor was retreating to transcend tribulation, and Queen Mother would oversee the major and minor affairs of the Three Realms!
On her first day on the job, the Queen Mother announced that her injuries hadn't fully healed, so Emperor Ziwei would handle the affairs temporarily!
Everything circled back to Nezha eventually.
However, Nezha was cultivating his desire for rule to cut the third corpse, which was also a great opportunity.
Having prior experience, no unforeseen issues were expected to arise.
In the Lower Realm, within a spatial rift of the Primordial.
A figure clad entirely in a red robe, with a mask on their face, hair bright red and gathered upwards resembling a flower bud, exuded an aura of rebellion and nonconformity.