557: Chapter 236 Is It Fake?_2 557: Chapter 236 Is It Fake?_2 He stared at the Jade Emperor, his gaze lacking sharpness.
“How do you know?”
Yang Jian, wearing an accusatory look, fixed his gaze on the Jade Emperor with doubt.
The Jade Emperor knew that Yang Jian was beginning to doubt him.
Yet, he remained composed, simply stating lightly, “Of course, I know.
You wouldn’t think that among Great Emperor Ziwei’s subordinates, there are none of mine, would you?
I’ll tell you, now Sa Shoujian is highly trusted by Ziwei, so much so that even Taibai has been sidelined.
To thoroughly crush you, he even had Great Emperor Ziwei dispatch a strong figure from the Thunder Department to capture your mother.
That way, you would forever be enslaved by Great Emperor Ziwei, unable to ever resist him again.”
“Despicable.”
Nezha exclaimed angrily.
Clenching his teeth, he suggested to Yang Jian, “Second brother, let’s rebel, just raise the banner and revolt against the Ziwei Heavenly Court.”
The Jade Emperor had hoped to hear Nezha speak of allying with him, but instead, Nezha showed no sign of wanting to follow him and actually wanted to rebel.
This was completely contrary to the Jade Emperor’s original plan.
He hurriedly said, “Ridiculous.
Do you think you can rebel?
Just you two alone, not to mention others, just Tathagata alone would be enough to handle you, let alone the fact that Ziwei’s current strength is not weaker than Tathagata’s.
If you dare to revolt, Ziwei would probably be the first to strike you down, not giving you any chance at all.”
“Afraid of him?
Death is preferable to living such a stifled life.”
Nezha sneered coldly, his face rebellious.
“Woof woof.”
The barks-at-heaven dog cheered Nezha on from the side.
“Shut up.”
Yang Jian scolded them both.
But Nezha still wanted to say more.
However, Yang Jian started to speak.
He eyed the Jade Emperor and said coldly, “I know what you mean.
You just want to make me follow you, so you paint the situation as dire.
Great Emperor Ziwei, I cannot trust, but you, I trust even less.”
The Jade Emperor frowned and sighed, “Why must we, as uncle and nephew, be so harsh with each other?
We are the closest of kin.
If you feel I’ve ever owed you anything, follow me and I will surely repay you in the future.”
“Nezha, if you want to seek revenge, to vent for yourself and Yang Jian, then follow me.
Now the Ziwei Heavenly Court’s power is immense, across the entire Three Realms, and only I have the ability to defeat the Ziwei Heavenly Court and make Ziwei fall from the supreme throne of the Three Realms.”
Upon hearing the Jade Emperor’s words, Nezha felt somewhat tempted.
But his gaze fell onto Yang Jian.
The Jade Emperor knew the key lay with Yang Jian.
He smiled lightly and continued, “Yang Jian, if you were truly filial, how could you watch your mother be threatened, all for the sake of so-called loyalty and righteousness?
I say that’s unfilial.”
“Nonsense.”
Yang Jian retorted angrily, staring at the Jade Emperor, and spoke coldly, “Jade Emperor, do you think I don’t help you because of personal grudges?
I do it for the beings of the world, the living beings of future generations.
They worship me; they offer sacrifices to me, so I must protect them, which is why I cannot possibly help you.”
“Haha.”
The Jade Emperor burst into laughter, his demeanor full of disdain.
“They worship you?
Pray to you?
That’s because you were the Judicial Deity of the Ziwei Heavenly Court.
Now that you are no longer the Judicial Deity, having broken with Ziwei, do you think living beings will still worship you?”
With that said, the Jade Emperor employed Immortal Law.
At that moment, a series of images appeared before Yang Jian and the others.
These were scenes of divine temples belonging to Yang Jian being toppled over.
Those who had once worshipped Yang Jian now discarded him like a worn-out sandal.
The fewer, more devout incense visitors who stood up to defend Yang Jian were beaten bloodied and bruised.
This sight immediately darkened the expressions of both Yang Jian and Nezha.
The atmosphere in the courtyard became somewhat oppressive.
The Jade Emperor’s light laughter rose, his voice filled with scorn, “Future generations of living beings?
They’re nothing but a bunch of self-serving, duplicitous cowards.
You help them, but how do they repay you?
By toppling your divine temple, destroying your divine statue, all because you parted ways with Great Emperor Ziwei.
They naturally choose someone stronger.
That is what you call the living beings of future generations, what’s there to protect?
Why would you protect them?”
“How could they do this?”
Nezha’s face showed an ugly expression, struggling to hide his murderous intent.
Even knowing it was false, he was still furious.
Those foolish mortals, they were too much.
For so many years, the second brother had slain demons and protected numerous common people.
He clearly saw some places that his second brother had saved before.
If not for his second brother’s intervention, all would have been eradicated by demons.
But now they have destroyed Yang Jian’s divine temples and statues, their vicious appearance chilling to the bone.
Yang Jian clenched his fist, a trace of killing intent released from his being.
“Second brother, I’ll go kill them,” Nezha said.
This was not an act; he genuinely wanted to kill those people.
Those without conscience didn’t deserve to live in this world.
Yet Yang Jian heaved a despondent sigh, “Forget it.”
Afterward, he seemed to lose all his essence, qi, and spirit, and turned back into the room.
“Whimpering…”
The barks-at-heaven dog stood at the door, whimpering a few times, clearly upset on behalf of its master.
Nezha had the impulse to lash out, but ultimately restrained himself.
Yang Jian had staged a play with the Heavenly Court, which truly riled up Nezha.
Even he realized that his temperament was indeed problematic.
If it weren’t for acting, he would have truly been a burden to Yang Jian.