Martial Uncle Yu Ding is so annoying...
That voice kept echoing in Li Changshou's ears, refusing to fade even after a long while.
That overly delicate Lingzhu Zi;
That Little Nezha who feared neither Heaven nor earth, stabbed his own father with a spear, churned the Eastern Sea with the Chaos Tunic, and beat the Old Dragon King with the Heaven and Earth Circle...
What exactly had this child gone through?
Laozi above, could Lingzhu Zi's temperament really have changed so drastically after just one reincarnation?
Lingzhu Zi's reincarnation had not passed through the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk. After becoming Nezha, it seemed only his memories had vanished; the cultivation he possessed as Lingzhu Zi should still have remained. By rights, his temperament should not have changed much...
This was the first time Li Changshou felt that he could not quite grasp the threads of this Primordial Wilderness, this Great Cataclysm of the Investiture of the Gods.
"Chang Geng, everyone among the Three Teachings acknowledges that you have plenty of ideas."
Taiyi grabbed the arm of Li Changshou's Paper Daoist. "Consider it a favor I owe you. Help me come up with something."
Li Changshou pondered for a moment, then nodded calmly. "Your son—no, Lingzhu Zi, my martial nephew. Why must you report his matter to the Saint Lord?"
True Lord Taiyi sighed. As he led Li Changshou into the cave abode, he explained:
"My disciple was originally a precious pearl nurtured within the treasure pool of Kunlun Mountains. Since ancient times, it had absorbed the essence of sun and moon, gradually gaining Spiritual Intelligence. Its foundation was upright and pure, its aptitude extraordinary. If it took form, it could attain a Pure Fortune Nascent Soul.
"Teacher gave the spirit pearl to me and instructed me to help it take