Nezha held Di Tian in his left hand, his Fire-Tipped Spear already summoned in his right.
His usually cute, round little face was now filled with fury. Flames seemed to spread around him, killing intent seething from his entire body as his fierce eyes locked squarely onto Ning Rongrong.
Anyone with eyes could tell something was wrong with Nezha, but ever since coming to the Primordial World, Ning Rongrong had grown almost obsessed with paying homage to the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King.
Especially beneath the radiance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which made her glitter all over with jeweled splendor, she even thought that Nezha, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King's son, was excited to see his "sworn sister."
"Great... God Nezha, my sworn father is the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King."
Ning Rongrong answered in a clear, sweet voice.
She had originally wanted to call him big brother, but felt that would be inappropriate with so many people around. She had to avoid suspicion, so she called him Great God instead.
She held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda out before her again.
"Great God Nezha, look at my Martial Soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. It has the same number of tiers as my sworn father's pagoda."
"Hahahaha! Such nerve. Such nerve indeed!"
Nezha laughed in utter fury, his gaze fixed on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. In his eyes, this crystal-clear pagoda was now just as hateful as the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda.
Now everyone could be certain that something was clearly wrong with Great God Nezha. It seemed Ning Rongrong had climbed the wrong branch in seeking connections.
"Get out of here, now."
Bibi Dong reacted fastest. In an instant, the Third-Rank Hong Lian carried her, Princess Iron Fan, and Red Boy a hundred li away.
Immediately