HCB Chapter 540 Second Brother Opens the Mountain, Let Sister Do It
Chapter 540 Second Brother Opens the Mountain, Let Sister Do It
“Yes, godmother, my name is Kinnara.”
Kinnara stood awkwardly outside, his heart pounding in his chest.
After a long while, a soft laugh was heard from inside.
"He's a good kid."
Instantly, a radiant smile bloomed on Kinnara's face.
Nezha glanced at Kinnara, then strode up to the mountain and respectfully bowed before those inside, calling out:
"Auntie, do you still remember Nezha?"
Yao Ji still remembered Nezha; he had visited Yangjia Village in Guanjiangkou not long after she became pregnant with him.
"Yes, of course I remember."
For some reason, Nezha also felt a stirring in his heart.
Seeing that everyone else had gone up to speak, how could Mosquito Taoist be left out? She was a member of the Yang family!
Which of the three children in the Yang family wasn't raised by Mosquito Daoist?
"Where are the mosquitoes? Where are the mosquitoes? Yao Ji, do you still remember the mosquitoes?"
"The Mosquito Taoist has been kind to the Yang family, and we will never forget it." Yao Ji knew that a person like the Mosquito Taoist had helped her when she was in Peach Mountain because of her daughter, and she was extremely grateful.
She pressed herself against the stone wall inside Peach Mountain, touching the chains of heaven, and was deeply moved:
"Jiao'er, Jian'er, Chan'er, come forward quickly so that your mother can have a good look at you."
More than a decade has passed since they parted ways. What she missed was the process of her children growing up, and the bitterness in Yao Ji's heart was not as carefree as she usually appeared.
She would also cry loudly when no one was around on Peach Mountain.
She might feel like each day is an eternity because she misses her child.
Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Yang Chan approached.
They all raised their hands and pressed them tightly against the mountain.
Yao Ji's eyes flickered, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
“My child, my child has grown so big. You used to be so short that you couldn’t even reach my shoulder.”
Now, her daughter is as tall as her.
Furthermore, Yao Ji could sense that Jiao'er's cultivation level was actually above her own.
What incredible talent! In less than twenty years, he has actually cultivated to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. There is probably no one else like him in the entire prehistoric world.
"Jian'er... Jian'er is also a Taiyi Golden Immortal?!" Yao Ji's emotions choked with emotion, and she looked at Yang Chan in horror: "Chan'er... I can't even tell Chan'er's cultivation level."
"You three..."
Is this really a child that Yao Ji could give birth to?
Yang Tianyou isn't some reincarnation of a chaotic demon god, is he?
At this moment, Yao Ji's heart could not remain calm.
None of the three children were lacking in talent; even those who possessed the bloodline of a demigod could not have cultivated to such a level in just over a decade.
Even his own brother, the Jade Emperor, only reached the Quasi-Saint realm after countless lifetimes of tribulations.
Yao Ji, who was once a goddess in charge of the Desire Realm in Heaven, could naturally sense Yang Jian's change at this moment and exclaimed in surprise:
"Jian'er, you've been made a god! What divine position?"
Yang Jian replied softly:
"The God of Justice."
Yao Ji was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
"God of Justice? Ha! I, Yao Ji, was imprisoned on Peach Mountain for violating the Heavenly Laws, and my son has now been appointed as the God of Justice who is in charge of the Heavenly Laws."
How can this not make one feel that fate can also be unpredictable?
"Mother." Yang Jiao noticed the unease in Yao Ji's heart and said softly, "Jian'er has the best record in the Investiture of the Gods. We'll go home and tell you all about it after we split open Peach Mountain."
"Splitting Peach Mountain open?" Yao Ji was stunned.
With her three children so highly regarded by the Heavenly Court and favored by the Goddess Nuwa, shouldn't she be greeted by cranes flying in all directions and auspicious clouds coming to welcome her out of Peach Mountain?
Yao Ji frowned and asked:
"But did your uncle make things difficult for you?"
“No, that’s not true.” Yang Jiao immediately defended her worried uncle: “We were just too eager to come and pick up Mother, so we came before Uncle gave the order.”
"That's good." Yao Ji breathed a sigh of relief.
After looking at her children, she nervously turned her gaze slowly to Yang Tianyou.
I thought I would see a middle-aged man, but to my surprise, Yang Tianyou was even more handsome than I had been after I was imprisoned in Taoshan.
He even exuded an aura of immortality befitting a cultivator.
She slightly opened her mouth.
So, out of the whole family, he was the only one who was idle, being imprisoned in Peach Mountain.
"God bless..."
Yang Tianyou chuckled softly, watching his wife finally remember him, his tone indulgent:
"You think I've cultivated an invisibility technique for ten years?"
"Yang Tianyou!"
"I'm here."
The three children all shuddered.
Yang Jian moved his lips slightly, then walked away.
Yang Jiao, suppressing the goosebumps rising on her body, covered Yang Chan's eyes and left, reminding her:
"You are not allowed to learn this; it's all unhealthy and harmful."
Yang Tianyou and Yao Ji whispered their feelings for each other across the mountain after being separated for more than ten years, while the others stood outside in silence, not wanting to disturb them.
【Ding. 】
Suddenly, a familiar system notification sounded in Yang Jiao's mind.
She maintained her smile, walked to a quiet spot, and then lowered her voice, speaking fiercely:
"You still know how to use the 'ding' function! I thought you were offline during the Investiture of the Gods incident."
Even if Yang Jiao didn't follow the system's options to develop the Investiture of the Gods, at least give her a consolation prize; she doesn't have a single token left.
[Because the host did not choose the path to deification as originally planned, the system data was disordered and has now been corrected.]
Yang Jiao waited patiently for the system to continue.
But after a long while, there was still a period of silence.
She couldn't help but ask, "Now that it's been fixed, what about the reward?"
What reward?
"Why are you buzzing if there's no reward?"
[Host, please note that the system is back online!]
Yang Jiao chuckled realistically. "If you don't have a token, what are you doing out here?"
Since people no longer worship useless gods, Yang Jiao also doesn't want a useless system.
[Host, another great calamity has been completed, and the system has prepared a generous gift package.]
Yang Jiao was finally satisfied.
"and many more!"
Her joy lasted only a second before she suddenly remembered that when she survived the Heavenly Tribulation, this unreliable system had directly rewarded her with a copy of the Investiture of the Gods. Yang Jiao was still somewhat apprehensive about this huge, hot potato.
"This upgrade gift pack, could it be related to the Journey to the West Calamity?" Yang Jiao quickly continued, "If you dare to send out a Journey to the West gift pack, I'll go and smash my head against Peach Mountain right now and knock you out."
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing the Divine Ascension Tribulation! You are now rewarded with a completion gift pack. Would you like to view it now?]
"no."
Yang Jiao refused without the slightest hesitation, her face grim.
She snorted, turned around, and called out to her parents, whose affection for each other remained undiminished:
"Father, Mother, can we split the mountain now?"
Yang Tianyou hurriedly asked Yao Ji with concern:
"Step back a bit, and once the mountain clears, our family can have a proper reunion."
“Okay.” Yao Ji nodded.
At this moment, Yang Jian's tall and slender figure stood still like a pine tree before the majestic Peach Mountain, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand hummed incessantly, sensing the surging emotions of its master.
A mountain breeze blew, causing Yang Jian's cloak to flutter.
He smiled faintly, holding a three-pointed double-edged sword, ready to deliver a stunningly cool slash that would split Mount Momo in two.
At this moment, a figure as graceful as a startled swan stepped out from behind him and shoved Yang Jian aside. Yang Jiao flexed his wrists.
"Second brother, step aside and let your sister handle this..."