The White Jade Dragon Horse pulled the Jade Stone Carriage slowly down onto the Investiture Altar.
A small, slight figure clambered down, then hurriedly turned back to help the man in golden robes out.
Once the two stood firmly and took a closer look, they found two people waiting at the Investiture Altar. Both wore the same clothes and hairstyle, and both had black veils over their faces, concealing their identities.
"Jade Emperor, are those two the... old friends from your hometown you said you simply had to descend to the mortal realm to meet?"
Zhang Youren frowned, unable to say for certain.
Why were there two of them?
Du Yu and Zhang Jian were rather bewildered too. Zhang Jian naturally recognized the slight youth before him. On the battlefields of King Wu's Campaign Against Zhou, this figure had dazzled with his array of Magic Treasures, crushing countless enemies. He was Third Prince Nezha, disciple of Perfected Taiyi, who served under the Primordial Celestial Venerable.
But why had Third Prince Nezha come along?
Du Yu thought for a moment. Although the plot had changed slightly, it should not pose much of a problem.
"Boss, let's stick to the plan," Du Yu whispered.
Zhang Jian nodded, stepped forward, and said, "Youren, you really came. It seems you haven't forgotten the 'sparring match' I mentioned before. I'm pleased."
"A sparring match?" Zhang Youren raised an eyebrow. He recognized the voice as unmistakably Zhang Jian's, but why had their agreed identity swap suddenly become a "sparring match"? Still, he knew Zhang Jian. Unless there was a reason, he would never behave so strangely.
After a moment's thought, Zhang Youren also stepped forward. "Zhang Jian, of course I remember our 'sparring match.' That's why I came."
"Sparring?!" Nezha froze at the word. "How could