The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha-Chapter 306 - 305 Nezha’s Inauguration Ceremony

The Heavenly Court, now without Hao Tian, was relaxed and joyous. Taibai Jinxing, Lei Zhenzi, and others began sending out invitations as emissaries, inviting immortals to attend the Peach Banquet.

Previously, Hao Tian cared a lot about appearances, so the event was always extravagantly grand. Now that Nezha is in charge, there’s no reason to scale it down. That would just offend people.

What, you look down on Nezha? Even a temporary Heavenly Emperor is still the Heavenly Emperor!

So, the scale of this year’s Peach Banquet remained unchanged. Nezha’s original inauguration ceremony only required inviting immortals within the Heavenly Court and close allies, but now the scale had grown significantly.

Fortunately, the Queen Mother was exceedingly generous. Not only did she provide the venue but also took care of the catering, saving Nezha a great deal of money.

At this time, the female immortals of the Turquoise Pool, led by Wang Zideng and Xu Feiqiong, began preparing the area.

Long Ji followed behind several steward fairies, grinning foolishly.

Golden Light and Yang Chan led their subordinates to handle other tasks.

Yang Jian, who had been in seclusion, had to come out after hearing the news to oversee security—mainly because there weren’t enough people to handle it.

Nezha was surrounded by a group of elder immortals, learning the intricate ceremonial etiquette.

In short: busy!

Nezha’s position as Emperor Ziwei initially was something akin to buying a ticket after getting on the train; the subsequent rituals could have been handled casually. However, the Heavenly Court was in a special period, so Nezha’s inauguration not only needed to happen but had to be extravagant to boost the low morale within the Heavenly Court.

After three months, the inauguration ceremony began.

Yang Jian took on the role of host for the incoming guests. As the True Martial Emperor, his presence naturally carried a lot of weight.

The upper seats were still reserved for the Six Saints, but it was more symbolic since no one expected them to show up.

Below them was the Queen Mother.

Next to her spot was one reserved for the Lord of the Human Sect.

This time, the Lord of the Human Sect made an exception and personally attended with Golden Horn and Silver Horn, showing his respect.

Below them sat Doumu Yuanjun, while Gui Ling was absent, sparing Nezha potential awkwardness.

Members of the Jie Sect arrived in relatively large numbers, including Jin Ling Saint Mother, Yu Yuan, Sanxiao, and even Zhao Gongming and Fire Spirit, who had not appeared in a long time.

Chan Sect was led personally by Guang Chengzi, and all other Golden Immortals arrived as well, along with Yun Zhongzi, who had tagged along. The Peach Banquet was an excellent occasion, and they couldn’t afford to miss it.

Representing Buddhism, Guanyin arrived at the head of three other Bodhisattvas. Since this was such a grand event for Nezha, even Guanyin temporarily gave up her watch over the Spirit Stones.

The underworld was represented by Ji Chang, one of the ten Yama Kings, since the Witch Clan could not leave the underworld.

Almost all the immortals of the Heavenly Court were present, including those from Chan Sect, like Yu Ding, who came out of seclusion to attend.

Among the independent immortals, there were some heavy hitters: Nether River Mother, Kong Xuan, and the kind-hearted Zhen Yuanzi.

The Queen Mother, seated at the upper table, had initially worried that Nezha’s low cultivation level might lead to disrespect, making the inauguration ceremony unimpressive. Now, looking around, she was surprised and exclaimed, "Good heavens, you’re carrying more prestige than Hao Tian himself!"

Under the gaze of countless immortals, Nezha completed all the ceremonial procedures, formally announcing across the Three Realms that he was the newly appointed Emperor Ziwei. Those aware of the situation took it in stride, but uninformed immortals were baffled.

Why is the Emperor Ziwei being inaugurated in the Turquoise Pool? Those unaware might mistakenly assume he’s taking over Hao Tian’s position!

No matter how the immortals felt, the overall banquet atmosphere was excellent.

The major figures, maintaining their dignified demeanor, chatted and laughed while sampling peaches and ginsengfruit. The gathering appeared harmonious and lively.

Down below, the situation was even more vibrant. Decades in heaven without such festivities—it was finally time to celebrate!

"Past grievances are nothing to brag about; today we revel without limits!"

The distinctively carefree spirit of Eastern immortals came into full display; they thought of nothing else but drinking and celebrating.

Drink less spirit wine, eat fewer spirit fruits, and tomorrow when sobering up, they’d be kicking themselves!

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The feast lasted over three months before eventually winding down, marking it as the grandest banquet since the Divine Enthronement. The quality of the gathering was outstandingly high.

After the banquet dispersed, an unexpected figure sought out Nezha—it was Kong Xuan.

And the reason? It concerned her brother, the Roc.

For years, Kong Xuan had been searching for a way to reincarnate the Roc but had found no success. After extensive inquiries, she learned that Lingshan’s Eight Treasures Merit Pool might work, so she asked Nezha for help.

This wasn’t a complex matter; writing a letter of introduction for Kong Xuan sufficed. To save her brother, Kong Xuan agreed to hold a minor position within Buddhism.

The addition of a top-tier Quasi-Saint was a monumental boon for Buddhism.

Everyone knew Nezha would be endlessly busy in the days ahead, so after exchanging greetings and promises to drink together sometime, they refrained from disturbing him.

And Nezha was indeed swamped.

The aftermath of Hao Tian’s reign left Nezha with a mess so dire it was enough to make his head spin!

Following the inauguration, the Queen Mother officially retreated to the Turquoise Pool, fully ceding authority to Nezha.

Nezha’s first challenge was post-war reparations. Due to the slaughter by Hundred-Eyed Golden Centipede, nearly ninety percent of the Heavenly Court’s True Gods were killed. Restoring their bodies with incense was impossible to cover entirely, but leaving them entirely uncompensated was also unrealistic.

The Heavenly Court had established rules for this matter—otherwise, why would anyone continue working for it?

But who gets compensated? How much? What contributions were made? Each of these required careful calculation.

Nezha wasn’t skilled at these things, so he decided to recruit some help!

The first people he looked to were his old acquaintances from Yin Shang, including Bi Gan, Shang Rong, Mei Bo, Du Yuanxi, and San Yisheng. He rounded them all up!

What was that?

You’re not civil servants anymore, so this isn’t your responsibility?

Then do you still want a paycheck?

Of course, even this group wasn’t nearly sufficient, not even for Nezha to procrastinate effectively.

Nezha turned to the fishing Old Jiang, dragging him up to heaven. "Stop hanging around the underworld and come help me instead!"

After a lifetime of cultivation, Old Jiang finally fulfilled his dream—heavenly ascension!

Nezha appointed Old Jiang as the Star Lord of Sulu, stamped him with a gold and purple official seal, and declared, "Done—procedures complete. Even Hao Tian himself would have to acknowledge this!"

Old Jiang found it funny and exasperating but knew Nezha genuinely needed help, so he began working immediately.

Taking advantage of the moment, Nezha pulled Daji and Deng Chanyu up to heaven as well.

Not only were they his wives, but their work capabilities were equally exceptional. Now was their time to shine!

...

Over twenty years had passed since the Great Tang was established. In an era with a relatively low average lifespan, entire generations had already turned over. Ancient times didn’t adhere to population planning; back then, the ideal was "more children, more blessings."

Thus, the population gradually recovered.

At this time, King Ji and King Yu had completely retreated into their palace, and seeing Nezha visit brought them immense joy.

"Hmph, Nezha, you still remember us, huh!"

"That’s right! Have you replaced us with other fairies? Stopped caring about us old women now?"

Daji and Deng Chanyu were nearing sixty; in the mortal world, they’d already be in the grandma-level age range.

Though they still appeared as youthful as 16-year-old maidens, seeing others age made them acutely aware of the passage of time.

"Nonsense. Haven’t I been too busy? As soon as I’ve had some time, I came straight here to take you two up to heaven."

Daji and Deng Chanyu lit up with joy. The Old Li family had mostly departed, leaving them to guard the Great Tang. To say they didn’t want to leave would simply be untrue.

Being kings for decades—they were more than tired of it!

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