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The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha

Chapter 425 - 406 Yang Taizhen_2

Author: You are daydreaming
updatedAt: 2025-08-27

CHAPTER 425: CHAPTER 406 YANG TAIZHEN_2

The Yang Family Master stroked his beard with a smile and nodded, saying, "Indeed, immortals may seem elusive to outsiders, yet they have always existed. Since you were reincarnated into my Yang Family as a celestial fairy, my Yang Family will naturally do everything in our power to help you ascend once more to the Immortal Class!"

When the time comes, with the Yang Family having produced two immortals, the Yang name might even rise to higher prominence. At this thought, the Yang Family Master couldn’t suppress the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He entered the study and opened a secret compartment, revealing an exceedingly beautiful jade bracelet. Handing it directly to Yang Yuhuan, he said, "Huan’er, back when your mother dreamed of a jade bracelet and gave birth to you, you were born clasping this very bracelet. However, I feared you were too young then, so I kept it for you. Now that you’ve received the teaching of the Queen Mother, it should be returned to you."

"Thank you, Father."

Without hesitation, Yang Yuhuan put on the jade bracelet. Instantly, she felt it as if it was a natural part of her. A stream of pure energy seamlessly merged into her body, and the previously unclear passages of the treasure scroll from her dreams began to slowly make sense.

Murmuring softly under her breath, she then waved her hand at the table before her. A luxurious wooden table over two meters in length disappeared instantly, and with another gesture of her small hand, it reappeared as a miniature table, shrunken down significantly in size.

The Yang Family Master widened his eyes in astonishment at this sight.

"Good, good, good! My daughter Yuhuan is truly destined to become an immortal!"

They left the study, and the Yang Family Master handed over the spirit grasses and spirit fruits the family had been collecting to Yang Yuhuan. Yang Yuhuan formally entered a state of cultivation, practicing with the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book. Curiously, the seemingly most extraordinary first and second volumes were the easiest to cultivate, while the simpler magic techniques in later volumes were more challenging. However, for someone with her talent, it was hardly an obstacle. Within just half a year, she achieved mastery in the first two volumes while making notable progress in the other five. Currently, Yang Yuhuan’s combat ability could easily allow her to battle a force of three thousand elite armored soldiers single-handedly.

On this day, Yang Yuhuan awoke from her cultivation—not because she grew weary of it, but because today marked her sixteenth birthday and her coming-of-age ceremony.

After today, Yang Yuhuan would officially step into the top echelons of the Great Tang Dynasty’s aristocratic and political circles.

The Yang Family placed great importance on the day, hosting an extravagant banquet. The capital’s most prominent nobles attended with their eligible sons in tow, hoping to make a favorable impression. The grand celebration did not disappoint Chang’an’s elite.

Although the Great Tang had been founded over two centuries ago, the prevailing ethos was still one of pragmatism, with little concern for strict divides between men and women. As today’s protagonist, Yang Yuhuan confidently adorned herself in grand attire, stepping into the public eye with grace and composure.

Known for her beauty that rivaled celestial fairies, she now carried a transcendent aura thanks to her achievements in immortal techniques. She truly embodied the essence of "gifted with heavenly beauty, a fairy descended to the mortal world," leaving many of Chang’an’s talented young men lamenting that a single encounter with her had ruined them for life.

Soon, something happened to elevate the evening’s events to absolute prominence. The Yang Family Master, basking in the praises of his peers, found some ambitious nobles discreetly proposing marriage alliances with him. Yet, he calmly deflected all such overtures.

"You think your wretched sons are worthy?"

At that moment, the Yang Family steward approached and whispered something into his ear. The Yang Family Master’s expression changed instantly. "Go, bring him here at once!" he urgently ordered.

Then, slapping his thigh, he declared, "I’ll go myself!"

Saying this, he quickly left his peers behind, jogging toward the entrance. As one of the key figures of tonight’s banquet, his actions attracted great attention, prompting a crowd to follow him, curious to see who had arrived.

Waiting for them was a plainly dressed Taoist.

The Yang Family Master showed no sign of disdain due to the Taoist’s humble appearance. Instead, he asked earnestly, "Immortal Master, how may we assist you?"

The Taoist, seeing the Master’s respectful demeanor, smiled and replied, "Today, while wandering these parts, I observed movement in the Ziwei Star and felt compelled to visit. May I ask what significant event is taking place in your esteemed residence?"

Suppressing his smile, the Yang Family Master answered, "Today is my daughter’s coming-of-age ceremony, marking this celebration. Immortal Master, if you do not mind, you are welcome to join us."

The old Taoist shook his head. "I am but a humble wanderer unversed in formalities. Perhaps instead, I could earn some alms and offer a modest reading of someone’s fortune; that I can manage."

The Yang Family Master hastily instructed his servants to prepare gold, silver, and a vegetarian meal for the Taoist before introducing Yang Yuhuan. "Immortal Master, this is my daughter. I would be honored if you could examine her fortunes."

Yang Yuhuan, staying silent, observed the Taoist closely. He seemed utterly ordinary. She considered warning her father but decided against it, thinking it wasn’t worth creating a scene on such a joyous day. Besides, if the Taoist spoke some kind words and left with a bit of silver, no harm would be done.

The Taoist accepted the gold and silver, glancing meaningfully at Yang Yuhuan, who suspected he had read her thoughts. He then smiled and remarked, "Her fortune is unspeakably great, truly unspeakable! But she must be cautious of two men."

With that, he turned and took his leave, disappearing in a few strides.

The Yang Family Master, Yang Xuan Yan, hurriedly called after him, "Immortal Master, what is your name?"

No one could see the Taoist anymore, yet his voice lingered in the air: "I am Yuan Shoucheng."

Everyone stared in the direction where he had vanished, lost in thought. Matters of immortals and gods were no longer distant; with the resurgence of primordial spiritual energy—and with the story of the Prince Consort Li’s ancestor under the Great Tang Empress herself—many had begun practicing cultivation.

Of course, their cultivation was merely about becoming stronger; becoming an immortal was no small feat.

But what did "unspeakably great fortune" mean? The Great Tang still abided by the constitutional monarchy established during the Empress Su Daji’s ascension. While decentralization of power had its advantages, it also brought disadvantages in its wake.

One of the most apparent drawbacks was the emergence of powerful clans, such as the Yang Family and the imperial clan of the Li Family.

Nezha’s original vision had been somewhat naive. In the absence of strong oversight, the system established barely two centuries ago was already beginning to unravel, as human desire proved boundless.

Yang Xuan Yan pondered over the phrase "unspeakably great fortune." After all, the Tang Dynasty’s first founding figure had also been a daughter of the Su Family!

The crowd gathered there were all experienced figures in Chang’an’s political and aristocratic scene—each a cunning old fox. Many discreetly nudged their offspring to forge closer ties with Yang Yuhuan. Despite being only sixteen, Yang Yuhuan’s sharp spiritual sense allowed her to perceive these so-called talented youths’ intentions effortlessly, though she found them utterly beneath her notice.

When the banquet concluded, the immortal master’s prophecy, which Yang Yuhuan herself didn’t take to heart, quickly spread throughout Chang’an. By the next day, countless suitors flocked to the Yang Mansion, seeking her hand in marriage.

The heirs of the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes families all came to court her.

But Yang Yuhuan, wholly immersed in her cultivation, had no interest in these so-called noble scions. Out of social obligation, she reluctantly met with them but soon grew weary of the relentless onslaught of proposals. Three months later, unable to endure any longer, she renounced the secular world and joined the Daoist order as a Kun Dao, putting an end to the unending wave of suitors.

The news of her decision sent shockwaves through Chang’an, though the frenzied wave of marriage proposals finally subsided. Once inducted into the Daoist order, one could no longer marry—a rule upheld even by the most powerful clans, many of whom had ties to the Daoist order.

Yang Yuhuan chose a secluded Daoist temple to renounce the world. The temple, named the Wuwei Temple, was led by a famous hermit in Chang’an known as Russell, whose Daoist name was Wuwei Hermit. This Wuwei Temple and Wuwei Hermit were unmistakably affiliated with the orthodox line worshiping Taiqing Da Chi Dao De Heavenly Venerate.

Russell warmly welcomed Yang Yuhuan, granting her the Daoist name "Taizhen."

Wuwei Temple was nestled in the mountainous outskirts of Chang’an, housing only about three hundred people. By Tang standards, it was a modest temple. Yang Yuhuan chose this place because she discerned that the temple master, Russell, possessed cultivation experience.

In the days that followed, Yang Yuhuan finally had ample time for cultivation. Over time, her bond with her master, Master Wuwei, deepened. Russell guided her, explaining many profound concepts she previously struggled to understand.

Having grown up in a sheltered environment, Yang Yuhuan gradually let her guard down around Russell, speaking to him candidly, even revealing dreams in which the Queen Mother imparted teachings to her.

Far from anger, Russell’s eyes glinted with excitement upon hearing her story. Though Wuwei Temple outwardly worshiped Taiqing Da Chi Dao De Heavenly Venerate, Russell’s true allegiance lay with No-Life Old Mother, making him a product of White Lotus Sect’s infiltration of the Daoist order.

The White Lotus Sect proclaimed that the Queen Mother Yaochi was a manifestation of Supreme Mother. Russell interpreted Yang Yuhuan’s account as proof that she was the daughter of Supreme Mother, the Saintess destined to lead the White Lotus Sect to unparalleled glory!

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