The Buddha's Heart Passes on the Lamp: Wu Song Infused with Spiritual Power; the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

Lei Zhenzi trembled with excitement from head to toe. He abruptly dropped to one knee once more:

"Your subordinate has yet to render any meritorious service, yet has already received such favor from the Divine lord.

"I am willing to drive the thunder chariot for the Divine lord and charge through the enemy ranks!

"Even if I die a hundred deaths, I will have no regrets!"

"Congratulations, Lord!" Wei Zheng stroked his beard and laughed heartily at the side, the first to cup his hands in salute.

"Congratulations to the Divine Lord on gaining another fierce general!"

Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong, and the other generals also congratulated Lin Chen in unison, their voices shaking the roof tiles.

Amid this solemn yet fervent atmosphere, a small figure clutching a Fire-Tipped Spear suddenly darted out.

It was Nezha.

Seeing that this winged man, who felt inexplicably familiar to him, had now turned from enemy to friend and become one of his own brothers, he was overjoyed.

Like a child eager to share his favorite toy with a good friend, he grabbed Lei Zhenzi by the arm and said with a grin:

"Great! Great!

"You birdman with wings, now we're really comrades-in-arms!

"No more chasing each other through the skies."

Lei Zhenzi looked at the exquisitely carved little demon child before him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. For a moment, he had no idea what expression to make.

But Nezha paid him no mind and continued excitedly:

"Come on, come on! Come with me to the drill grounds and train that bunch of ghost soldiers!"

"Ghost soldiers?" Lei Zhenzi froze.

"Yeah! Lord just assigned me a unit of [Five Manifestations Ghost Soldiers].

"That bunch of ghostly thorns are arrogant and unruly as hell."

Nezha sized up Lei Zhenzi's savage appearance—face