Chen Wei received the Great Heavenly Venerable's imperial decree and immediately set out for Guanjiangkou.
Taibai Jinxing had personally pleaded his case in Lingxiao Palace, and the Great Heavenly Venerable had agreed to send an immortal of profound cultivation to help him bring the Third Holy Mother back from Guanjiangkou.
As Chen Wei understood it, that ought to mean at least One Hundred Thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, with the principal gods of the Thunder Department or Fire Department backing them up.
Only an army marching over in all its sweeping grandeur could keep Yang Jian in check.
Taibai Jinxing escorted Chen Wei out of Lingxiao Palace and left him with just one sentence: "Go on. Outside the South Heaven Gate!"
Hearing that, Chen Wei grew even more excited.
Wasn't the South Heaven Gate where the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were stationed? This mission was as good as done.
Then.
One Hundred Thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals never came.
Only a single immortal drifted leisurely out of the clouds.
Chen Wei took a closer look. The newcomer was short, with two topknots pointing skyward, red lips, white teeth, and features as delicate as a porcelain doll's.
He looked harmless, even a little cute.
But Chen Wei froze at the sight of him. Who in the Three Realms didn't recognize this fellow?
Heavenly King Li's third son, the Three Altar Seas Assembly God, Third Prince Nezha-the notorious god of slaughter of the Three Realms. Other immortals paid heed to social graces when carrying out their duties. This one specialized in slaughter, not salvation.
The Great Heavenly Venerable had actually sent this god of slaughter to help him?
Incredible!
"This lowly official, Chen Wei, pays his respects to the Third Prince!" Chen Wei cupped his hands properly, adopting an exceedingly humble stance.