Chapter 19: Zhang Emperor Xin was overjoyed at having three sons, but the Heaven-Shaking Bow seemed to be a fake.

  "Hmm... alright, you... all of you retreat." Zhang Di Xin hesitated for a long time but didn't know what to say, and could only order the Five Elemental Gods to retreat.

  Wu Lu Shen saw Zhang Di Xin's appearance and didn't want to stay any longer. In the end, he left behind a sentence: "Upper Immortal, the thing you saw today has a very heavy evil energy, please..."

  "En, thank you." Zhang Di Xin replied, his heart filled with another layer of doubt. This unbridled Daoist, why was he helping himself? And what was this person's identity? The clear air and tiger spirit he had given him, what were they exactly?

  A string of questions swirled in Zhang Di Xin's mind, as if a million headless flies were buzzing around, and it was already chaotic to the point where it couldn't be any more chaotic!

  "Master, Master! Ah... Master, Master has good news!" However, Jiang Huan rushed out of Songjiazhuang and hastily rode his horse away. By the time he arrived at Heishan outside Mozicheng, he had already fallen to the ground with a thud after rushing to the cave entrance.

  The cave is not large, with dense yellow bamboo on all sides. A stream winds its way down, and to the west is a pool of clear water. The environment is quite elegant. Above the entrance, several vines hang down, forming a secluded curtain. Inside, a middle-aged man sits cross-legged, his face pale and gaunt.

  That man heard Jiang Huan's call, and with a flick of his sleeve, he let it fall on his arm. He raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Such panic, what kind of demeanor is this! Wouldn't it humiliate the reputation of Huang Long Dong?"

  "Master! Master! You don't know, today I was at Songjiazhuang..." Jiang Huan saw the Taoist priest open his mouth and leaned forward, hastily telling him everything that had happened from start to finish.

  "So that's what you're saying, the treasure found the wrong master?" The old Daoist's eyes lit up after hearing Jiang Huan's words, and his whole person became more spirited. His eyebrows rose, and a faint green glow appeared at the corners of his eyes, as if he was infinitely greedy. He thought to himself, If I can find this treasure, it will be a great gift for my teacher's birthday. And if I can get close to the teacher's mother...

  "Hahaha..." The old man was overjoyed for a moment, and burst out laughing loudly, leaving Jiang Huan bewildered. But he suddenly stopped, glanced at the corner of his mouth, "Have you checked clearly? Is there only one person?"

  "Looked clearly! Indeed, there is only one person!" Jiang Huan saw the doorway and hastily knelt down to the ground, "This treasure originally belongs to my disciple, but now it has been taken by a strong person, please Master take charge of this matter!"

  The old Taoist straightened his body, stroked the whiskers at the corner of his mouth, and said seriously: "Since it's a relic of our sect, I should be the one to take care of it. You just wait patiently."

  Jiang Huan was overjoyed when he heard this and knocked his head on the ground saying: "Thank you, Master Qinglong..."

  Bei Ji Zhang Di Xin returned to Shou Wang Palace, it was already midnight. A certain rogue originally planned to go to Jiang Wen's boudoir for a romantic tryst, but unexpectedly found someone waiting there early. Seeing him return, they said: "The Crown Prince's divine power has pacified the North Sea, this must be a great blessing for the merchants!"

  "Haha... Minister, you're too kind, Minister, you're too kind!" He couldn't be rude, so Zhang Emperor Xin said with a hint of displeasure in his heart, "Minister, please take a seat. Someone, bring some tea and refreshments."

  Sit down and have a chat, Zhang Di Xin only knew that he had just left this morning, and heard that the Grand Master had hurriedly arrived, knowing that the Crown Prince was going out, and waited here, and this wait was for a whole day.

  Jiang Wenchang had a kind intention to advise him to come later, or let the servants report, but unexpectedly, Lao Taishi didn't listen at all. He said he would wait quietly, and the whole court knew about Zhong's temperament, so who dared to persuade him? They could only let him wait in the great hall.

  "Taishi has worked hard, why not rest with me today?" Zhang Emperor Xin saw that it was already late and didn't want to rush him, so he said euphemistically, "I have been away from the palace for a long time, I still want to talk with the old Taishi under the candlelight, it's also a pleasure."

  Zhang Di Xin's words were even clearer, but I want to sleep now, so please hurry up and leave. Ordinary people would have taken their leave after hearing this, but somehow the Grand Preceptor didn't seem to notice anything wrong and directly knocked his head on the ground: "Thank you for your trust, Your Highness. As a loyal minister, I will speak without reserve, and report everything!"

  You're still not leaving? Zhang Disheng was so angry that he wanted to slap himself in the face, serving him right for being so big-mouthed and talking nonsense! Serves him right!

  "Your Highness, the matter of ascending to the throne cannot be delayed any further. If it is postponed again, there may be movements from all sides." Cutting out unnecessary words, Taishi finally made his intention clear, "With the rebellion in Beihai pacified and the Crown Prince's prestige spreading far and wide, it is even more fitting to undertake great affairs and enjoy the heavenly position!"

  Zhang Emperor had already promised Wen Taishi, the day of his triumphant return would be the day of his ascension to the throne. He couldn't insist on it and could only say: "What you said is correct, everything will follow your arrangement."

  When Emperor Wu heard Zhang's remonstrance, he was overjoyed in his heart. His tired expression disappeared, and his mouth opened wide, as if a dam had burst, and it took him a long time to calm down...

  Zhang Emperor spent a dazed and confused night, and when he woke up the next day, he heard that the Grand Master had already gone somewhere. Later, Jiang Wencan told him that the old Grand Master had issued an order early in the morning, announcing to the world that the Crown Prince would ascend to the throne half a month later, and at that time, there would be universal celebration.

  As for the celebration, Zhang Emperor Xin didn't care much about it. What he cared about was that as soon as he ascended to the throne, he would be a true tyrant king, going against heaven's will, and there would be no turning back. Looking up at the vast sky, he felt as insignificant as an ant, and this time, he didn't know whether he would succeed or die a martyr...

  "Report, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Li General's third son has come to request an audience!" Zhang Emperor was still in a daze when he suddenly heard the servant's report. With a flick of his red sleeve, a figure had already flown in, the red sleeve fluttering as it passed through the beams and curtains, and a young boy directly landed in the middle of the great hall.

  Is this the Hun Tian Ling? It is said that Nezha was the reincarnation of the Spirit Pearl, and the Hun Tian Ling and the Qian Kun Circle were passed down by the Holy Mother Nuwa. He had them since birth, but he didn't have time to ask about them yesterday due to his haste. Today, seeing this, Zhang Emperor Xin couldn't help but widen his eyes. Compared to the Tiger Soul and the Blue Flag, these are truly the treasures of the immortal family.

  "Hmph, what are you looking at? You can't even have a look!" Nezha saw Zhang Di Xin staring with his big green eyes, and he quickly hid the Hun Tian Ling behind him with both hands, as if afraid it would be snatched away.

  "Cough! Cough! Where, where!" Being asked by Nezha like this, Zhang Emperor Xin lost his composure, his eyebrows twitching, and took out a golden bow and arrow from the treasure bag. "Nezha, what do you think of this thing?"

  Nezha saw something new and interesting, snatched the bow and arrow in one go, and actually fell in love with it, holding it in his arms, unwilling to let go easily.

  "Hahaha... little demon, I know you like it. If you can draw this bow, I'll give it to you." After a long while, when Nezha's anger had subsided slightly, Zhang Emperor Xin finally spoke up, and the bow was the treasure of Chentang Pass: the Shocking Heaven Bow.

  "What you said, don't think you can get out of it!" Nezha was overjoyed in an instant, holding the Heaven-Shaking Bow, and immediately drew back the string!

  Zhang Di Xin smiled as he looked at Nezha, the Shocking Heaven Bow could only be drawn by this little guy, and this time it was also a matter of doing a favor for his young master.

  But unexpectedly, Nezha's first attempt did not draw the Heaven-Shaking Bow open. Zhang Emperor's face changed color, how could this be? He thought to himself, perhaps the first attempt was not well-prepared, so he let him try again.

  Nezha saw a pull that hadn't opened yet, young and small in years, but knew to lose face, plump little hands rubbed his arm, turned red with effort, and finally opened it!

  Seeing this, Zhang Emperor's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and the Heaven-Shaking Bow didn't budge in the slightest!

  Was it that Nezha's strength was too small? This idea emerged and was immediately denied by Zhang Dixing. If only the strength is considered, throughout the Shang Dynasty, there are few who can surpass him, and it is fundamentally not a problem of strength.

  The Heaven-Shocking Bow was originally drawn by Lingzhu Zilai. If this bow is not drawn, it's absolutely not a human calamity. Then the problem lies with the bow itself. Could it be... that this isn't the Heaven-Shocking Bow?!

  But Li Jing seemed to have no need to deceive himself, Zhang Di Xin thought of this, and his originally furrowed eyebrows were even more locked together. Nezha thought the prince was displeased, put down the Shocking Heaven Bow, and looked at his toes with a pair of watery eyes, not speaking again.

  "What's going on?" Jiang Wenchang rushed in, seeing both the big and small ones dazed, thinking that Zhang Dixing had bullied Nezha, and immediately hugged the little guy, "Look at how pitiful my little guy is! How could you...how could you bully my son!"

  Nezha was born in the Shouwang Mansion, and Jiang Wentai loved him very much. In private, he took Nezha as his adopted son and loved him dearly.

  "Son?! Where did the son come from?!" Zhang Di Xin had just returned and didn't know the reason, hearing the name "son", he couldn't help but ask, "Is it Yin Hong or Yin Jiao?"

  Jiang Wenchang was taken aback when Zhang Dixing mentioned the name, and after a moment of confusion, his face suddenly turned gloomy: "These two children were said to have been taken in by an immortal, it's already been over ten years since they left, I don't know if they're still in the mortal world..."

  Was taken away by the immortal for more than ten years? Did he really have two sons, Zhang Di Xin listened, and his heart was suddenly surprised. How could Xuan Jiao take in a disciple so early!

  Jiang Wenchu saw Zhang Disen's pale face and immediately felt a pang of sadness, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed: "The two princes were about this big when they left, if only they were still here... now..." Jiang Wenchu's voice trailed off as she wept uncontrollably. Zhang Disen knew how much she missed her sons and his heart ached with sympathy, but he had no words of comfort to offer, so he simply held her in his arms and whispered softly to console her.

  No wonder Jiang Wenyue was so concerned about Nezha's affairs, seeing Taiyi Zhenren taking on a disciple, even more ruthless than Zhang Daoling, it turns out that the maternal love in the little guy has blossomed, having already lost two children, how could she bear to lose another son!

  Nezha may be young, but he is very considerate and knows that Jiang Wenyue's heart is hurt. He doesn't move, but instead nestles in his mother's arms, softly comforting her.

  However, what's even more heart-wrenching than Jiang Wenyue is Zhang Dixing himself. Our crown prince came to the Shang Dynasty without accomplishing anything, yet he somehow managed to have three precious sons out of thin air, it's simply laughable!

  What's more, three sons may become great enemies in the future. This is indeed a case of "not being destined to meet, not gathering; not being sworn enemies, not entering each other's doors."

  The woman was easily sentimental, Zhang Di Xin and Nezha comforted her for a long time before Jiang Wenyue collected her emotions and headed to the imperial kitchen, saying she wanted to cook in person and have a good drink.

  At this time, only two men were left in the grand hall. Zhang Emperor Xin's eyes were fixed tightly on the Shocking Sky Bow as he opened his mouth and said: "Nezha, shall you and I go to Chen Tang Guan?"

  "Hmm..." Nezha heard the three words "Chen Tang Guan" and immediately became tongue-tied, hesitating on the spot for a long time before solemnly saying to Zhang Emperor Xin, "You can go back, but... you have to agree to one condition of mine."