Call Him Your Dear Senior Brother a Few More Times

After all, what Nezha had done today could be said to have outraged mortals and gods alike.

Staying in the Chan Sect was no longer possible.

Nezha had never intended to stay in the Chan Sect anyway. Since the Golden Hoop Immortal had spoken, he would naturally leave with him.

Yet as they were leaving, the Tiger Monster and the Snake Monster still had deep reluctance in their eyes.

Kunlun Mountain was so vast. The Jade Void Palace was hardly its only palace.

If they could tear down the entire Jade Void Palace, wouldn't they strike it rich?

"I wonder when Senior Brother will bring us back."

"When that happens, I'll tear this place down until there's nothing left!"

Watching the Tiger Monster and the others dust off their backsides and leave, the Chan Sect disciples nearly burst their lungs with rage!

It was bad enough that you tore down our palace, but now you're already thinking about coming back?

And you want to tear everything down?

Could you act like human beings for once?!

No, they weren't human to begin with!

They were a pack of beasts!!

The Golden Hoop Immortal and his companions had barely left.

Then Daoist Randeng and the others returned.

As they looked at Kunlun Mountain right before them,

deep delight appeared on all their faces.

After all, the Vice Leader had told them earlier.

Once they returned to the Chan Sect, they could choose suitable treasures from the Treasure Vault.

Now they could finally make their selections!

Taiyi Zhenren's eyes brimmed with excitement.

"This time, we must cultivate diligently. We absolutely cannot give them a chance to roll back in!"

Yet they had only just entered Kunlun Mountain when they sensed something was wrong.

Daoist Randeng was the first to notice the oddity.

His gaze drifted toward where the Jade Void Palace had originally stood.

Wait, where was our enormous palace?

Where was that enormous Jade Void Palace?

Who had eaten it?!

Many of the disciples accompanying him belatedly caught on as well.

"Senior Brother, where's the Jade Void Palace?"

The disciple's voice began to tremble as he spoke.

With the Jade Void Palace gone, how were they supposed to explain this to their master when he returned?

In truth, Daoist Randeng himself was dumbfounded.

The Jade Void Palace had been so enormous. How could there be nothing but bare ground left now?

There wasn't even a blade of grass!

Daoist Randeng felt his chest begin to tighten.

Chijin Zi asked blankly,

"Senior Brother, could we still be inside a formation?"

There seemed to be no other explanation besides a formation, did there?

After all, such an enormous palace couldn't simply vanish into thin air.

And who would steal a palace?!!!

But that was exactly what had happened.

Daoist Randeng and the others rubbed their eyes several times and checked again and again.

At last, they confirmed it.

That bunch from the Interception Sect had come and stolen the palace!

Such an enormous palace, and they had simply stolen it!

The Chan Sect disciples who had remained behind could no longer hold back and came forward to pour out their grievances.

"Vice Leader, you've finally returned!"

"That bunch from the Interception Sect are all shameless thugs!"

"They stole our Jade Void Palace!"

"An enormous Jade Void Palace like that, and they dug and ripped it all out without leaving us a single brick!"

"..."

Daoist Randeng felt his vision darken.

The Jade Void Palace was their master's residence.

Now such an enormous sacred abode was gone.

The Saint's face had been slapped so hard the blows practically rang out.

Daoist Randeng strode forward in a fury.

"The Interception Sect!"

"They've gone too far!"

The instant Daoist Randeng finished speaking, another Chan Sect disciple cried out hoarsely.

"And they looted Kunlun Mountain's Treasure Vault, too! They even set a huge fire and burned everything!"

At those words, Daoist Randeng felt his head buzz. His vision went black, and he collapsed straight onto the ground!

The instant Daoist Randeng fell, the Chan Sect disciples panicked.

Senior Brother Guangchengzi was gravely injured, and now Daoist Randeng, their Vice Leader, had collapsed too. What were they supposed to do?

For a time, it was as though dark clouds had engulfed the Chan Sect disciples.

By contrast, the Interception Sect's side was filled with joy.

The Golden Hoop Immortal left Kunlun Mountain with Nezha, the Tiger Monster, and the Snake Monster.

Only after making sure the Chan Sect group couldn't catch up did he turn to Nezha.

"What do you plan to do now?"

Nezha shrugged.

"What else can I do?"

As Nezha was now, never mind returning to the Chan Sect-before he even entered Kunlun Mountain, the disciples would probably each spit once and drown him.

But if he didn't go back, the Golden Hoop Immortal couldn't quite bear to leave such a young child out there all alone.

Still, sympathy was one thing, and the Golden Hoop Immortal couldn't help working his own little calculations.

"Since you can't return to the Chan Sect anyway, how about this? Why don't you come back to the Interception Sect with me?"

"Our Senior Brother has a wonderful temperament. You have him to thank for the opportunity you gained this time."

"Once you join the Interception Sect, everyone might even respectfully call you Senior Brother."

Yet Nezha shook his head.

"I don't want to join the Interception Sect. I just want to find Lu Feng."

The Golden Hoop Immortal paused.

"How does wanting to find Senior Brother conflict with joining the Interception Sect?"

Beside them, the Tiger Monster and the Snake Monster added with considerable interest,

"Once you join our Interception Sect, you can have a proper exchange with Senior Brother, too."

Only upon hearing their words did Nezha realize he had thought himself into a dead end.

"Can I really go and find Senior Brother?"

"Of course you can!"

The Golden Hoop Immortal patted Nezha on the shoulder.

Then, looking at the child's round little face, he couldn't resist rubbing his head as well.

"Our Senior Brother is gentle, and without him, we wouldn't be where we are today."

"So, do you want to join the Interception Sect?"

Nezha nodded without hesitation.

"Of course I do!"

But in the next instant, he hesitated again.

"But hasn't the Interception Sect disbanded?"

The Golden Hoop Immortal chuckled.

"Our Interception Sect has indeed disbanded, but no one said we couldn't take in new members, did they?"

Besides, they had pulled off a huge job on this outing.

Although they hadn't taken part in the battle against the Chan Sect,

the Golden Hoop Immortal thought he had done rather well himself.

After all, across the entire Primordial World, who would dare go single-handedly to Kunlun Mountain and tear down a Saint's palace?

Such joyous news deserved to be shared with everyone, didn't it?

The Tiger Monster and the Snake Monster were also missing Golden Ao Island terribly just then.

But homesickness aside, their minds were still on that mountain full of treasures at Kunlun Mountain!

"Ah, we came out too late this time."

"If we'd come out a little earlier, we might have emptied the Chan Sect's Treasure Vault, too!"

Hearing the Tiger Monster and the Snake Monster's words, Nezha and the Golden Hoop Immortal exchanged a glance, then burst out laughing.

Nezha pointed at the Golden Hoop Immortal.

"He thought of that long ago."

"That entire vault of treasures is in his pockets now. Call him your dear Senior Brother a few more times, and he might give you some."