Ning Rongrong had already collapsed to the ground. Not a trace of joy remained in her eyes, only endless emptiness.
Not even a glimmer of awareness remained.
She still looked alive, but beneath Nezha's oppressive aura, her mind had already descended into a muddled haze.
Yang Jian had saved her merely to keep up appearances, so naturally, he would not put his heart and soul into it.
Now that he saw Nezha's determination, Yang Jian decided to wash his hands of the matter.
"Unfilial son!"
Just then, Li Jing's voice descended from the Thirty-Three Heavens.
"Are all those spiritual treasures and martial skills of yours meant for bullying the weak like this?"
Ten thousand rays of yellow light shone down. Nezha's expression changed drastically at the sight, and he immediately drew all his spiritual treasures close, using his three heads and eight arms to resist the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda's power with all his might.
"Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, spare me your nonsense! Is this all you've got? If you have the guts, put away that pagoda and fight me with real blades and spears!"
Above the Thirty-Three Heavens, Li Jing's expression was exceedingly ugly.
He had never intended to take an adopted daughter. Even when Ning Rongrong bowed to him before so many people, he had had no such intention.
After taking the Golden-Nosed White-Haired Rat Spirit as his adopted daughter, he had already given people more than enough grounds to criticize him on that front.
That rat spirit had been captured for stealing and eating Tathagata Buddha's fragrant flowers and precious candles. She was a demon.
That had also served as his pledge of allegiance to the Western Paradise. Speaking of this adopted daughter meant bringing up the past.
Li Jing had initially studied under Perfected Du'e, a nominal