Who Can Take the Third Prince's Fire Wheel?

"I have already informed the Primordial Lord about my glimpse into the future. The future should not be remembered; once glimpsed, it is easily forgotten!"

Beneath the altar outside Taiyi Palace, Yao Yuanguang finally calmed down and sought clear guidance.

He couldn't recall what he had seen at the time, so the people listening in had to fill in the gaps before interpreting the hexagram.

"When you returned from the spell, you said two things: one was that the Third Prince was in danger of dying, and the other was that I saw the Third Prince's fire wheel was missing a piece!"

Jinxia Yuanjun calmed herself down and responded.

If this is a trap set by Yao Yuanguang to intimidate people, Jin Xia Yuanjun would rather it be a trap than something that might actually happen in the future.

He didn't need any fortune-telling techniques to change his fate and escape death; he just wanted Nezha to be safe and sound.

Everything depends on how Yao Yuanguang responds.

If Jinxia Yuanjun discovers that the other party is using rhetoric to deceive people, she will not give Yao Yuanguang a chance to speak further.

"Who in this world is capable of killing the Third Prince?"

After thinking for a while, Yao Yuanguang cautiously asked the question.

"Do you mean that there was internal strife in our Immortal Court, and that Laozi, Lingbao Tianzun, and Yuanshi Tianzun intervened and killed Nezha?"

Only the Three Pure Ones, high above all others, could possibly defeat Nezha in the Immortal Court. While other great immortals might be able to defeat Nezha, they would hardly have the ability to kill him.

This is Nezha's fighting power.

Besides the Three Pure Ones, then comes Nezha's class.

Nezha isn't the strongest among those of the same level, but it's not so easy for others to kill him.

"What about other Sacred Land or kingdoms?" Yao Yuanguang asked.

You mean to say?

There are many top-tier cultivators in the world, and the Immortal Court is not the only one with such dominance.

This reminded Jinxia Yuanjun of some top-tier masters.

For example, there's the Emperor and Empress, the two leaders of the Western Paradise, the Daoist Lord, Kong Xuan who restrained Nezha, Yang Jian who relied on his Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and never admitted defeat, and Wudang Holy Mother, the disciple of Lingbao Tianzun...

One by one, these figures flashed through his mind, and Jinxia Yuanjun pondered potential targets.

"Who can take away the Third Prince's fire wheel?" Yao Yuanguang asked.

"Laojun has a treasure that can brush away Nezha's magical Law Treasure, the second leader of the Western Sect has the Seven Treasures Tree that can brush away Nezha's magical Law Treasure, and the Peacock King's Five-Colored Divine Ability can also knock away Nezha's magical Law Treasure. If Nezha lands, the Holy Mother of Wudang also has the ability to take the things under Nezha's feet, and the Emperor's divine power is so great that he might be able to directly force Nezha to hand over the Wind and Fire Wheels!"

Jinxia Yuanjun pondered the great cultivators in her memories and then listed them one by one.

"Is that all?" Yao Yuanguang asked.

"These are all the cultivators I know," Jinxia Yuanjun said helplessly. "I've been staying in the Eastern Heavenly Gate Secret Realm for so long that I'm unaware of the world's changes and don't know what top experts have emerged!"

"I have another question," Yao Yuanguang said. "I want to know when the Third Prince started exhibiting these unusual symptoms, and how long after that time was it since my Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Turtle Law Artifact suffered the calamity."

"My senior brother sat inside those nine tortoise shells for nearly two hours, and then..."

"No need to calculate, I've seen you all step into a galaxy in unison. From the moment I noticed it until you were reprimanded by the sage, the time between that should be less than a quarter of an hour and a half!"

Jinxia Yuanjun hadn't even calculated it yet when Nezha replied.

A day has twelve two-hour periods, which are divided into one hundred quarters, and each quarter is further divided into related units such as 'lesser, half, greater, stronger, weaker'.

Of these, less than a quarter of an hour, half is one-half, too much is three-quarters, strong is one-twelfth plus, weak is one-twelfth minus, less than half is one-third, and too much is two-thirds, which is sufficient to accurately describe the time.

If we use Zhang Xuezhou's real-world timekeeping system, a quarter of an hour is close to fifteen minutes, and half a quarter is six minutes, totaling about twenty-one minutes.

Have you ever witnessed such a scene?

"I am the one under the spell, so I cannot see what you see, but I saw the galaxy tremble, and I heard the sage's rebuke... the sage's rebuke..."

Compared to Yao Yuanguang, Nezha undoubtedly has more lingering memories.

But as he spoke and reminisced, Nezha felt that the contents of his memories were constantly disappearing into thin air.

Just like everything he perceived during the spell was like a dream, he remembered it very clearly in the dream, but quickly forgot it after waking up, and after some time, everything became blurry.

"It seems that the transcendent sage possesses the ability to manipulate time and space," Yao Yuanguang said. "We've violated his taboo!"

"A transcendent saint?"

Jinxia Yuanjun knew that there were sages in the Immortal Court, and that they were truly invincible sages, but in the end, it was difficult to distinguish the truth from the falsehood of such rumors.

If sages are invincible, what use are they?

If sages are invincible, why isn't the Immortal Court the master of heaven and earth?

If sages are invincible, why would they need to conquer the emperor's dynasty? Wouldn't it be extremely simple for a sage to just wave their hand and wipe them out?

If sages exist, why don't they appear?

In the Immortal Court, voices refuting the existence of saints are constant, and even their very existence is questioned.

If Nezha hadn't spoken up, Jinxia Yuanjun would have loved to crush Yao Yuanguang to death.

He said that the existence involved could perhaps be judged from the intricate relationships, and he asked Nezha to try to avoid these people, but Yao Yuanguang mentioned a person whose nature was uncertain.

When matters involve sages, everything becomes chaotic and impossible to judge.

If a sage disliked Nezha and slapped him to death, there would be no reason to complain.

"If that's the case, then if Nezha is punished by the sages in the future, it's all because of the problems you caused?"

Jinxia Yuanjun pondered for a few seconds before her mind finally processed what was happening.

If Nezha suffers any misfortune, it is because Yao Yuanguang tested his physiognomy skills.

"But I only wanted to perform physiognomy on you at first," Yao Yuanguang said, forcing himself to speak.

He could not accept Jinxia Yuanjun's accusation, because if the accusation were proven true, he would become the sinner who caused Nezha's death.

"So you're saying it was me... I... I personally harmed my senior brother?"

Jinxia Yuanjun changed her mind and was suddenly filled with sadness.

Even if Yao Yuanguang was shirking responsibility and even resorting to psychological tactics, he was not wrong in saying this.

If Jinxia Yuanjun hadn't calculated that Yao Yuanguang's physiognomy skills could only be applied to one person, he wouldn't have given this opportunity to Nezha.

If Nezha was killed by a sage, then it was indeed he who caused his death.

However, while Yao Yuanguang's responsibility can be shirked, the sin that led to Nezha's future death is difficult to erase.

Jinxia Yuanjun loosened her fingers, and Rong Tianding, who had been affected by the "fixation" spell of the imperial edict, immediately felt relieved and regained his freedom of movement.

"Well!"

Jinxia Yuanjun sighed deeply.

"Lord Yuan, are you going to kill this old scoundrel? I understand, die!"

Rong Tianding had been waiting for this moment, and he then recited the incantation that Nezha had previously given him.

"Stop reading it aloud, all I gave him was a burnt mud ball!"

The tacit approval of Jinxia Yuanjun, the incantation chanted after Rong Tianding pale face of Yao Yuanguang all reflected the different expressions of the crowd.

But the flames, which were ten feet high, did not ignite.

This prompted Nezha to offer a lazy explanation.

"I don't want the Fire Spirit Orb to be tainted by the filth in his belly, even if it means burning him to ashes," Nezha added.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

After hearing Nezha's explanation, Yao Yuanguang was so frightened that he lost all his strength and couldn't help but gasp for breath.

"Don't rush to kill me. I haven't harmed anyone. I vaguely remember seeing fragments of the Eastern cultivator in the River of Time. He shouldn't have died in the present. The Third Prince will face a calamity in twenty years. You might need me then!"

Only after quickly recounting his reasons for saving his life did Yao Yuanguang feel the murderous intent subside slightly.