Chapter 119: Wishing Brother Ziya a Journey of Thousands of Miles
As soon as Nezha saw Jiang Ziya in such a sorry state, he immediately knew something had happened.
He wanted to laugh but felt it would be inappropriate to do so directly, especially since it was a rare occasion where his amusing Uncle Master didn’t start by cursing.
He said, "Uncle Master, did you fail to sell the noodles?"
"Oh, you figured it out, you’re so clever." Jiang Ziya rolled his eyes at him, instantly becoming impatient, "Enough with the nonsense, either lend me the money or leave."
Nezha said, "Uncle Master, what’s the rush? Everything in the world has its predetermined path. You might not sell your noodles today, and tomorrow’s business might not be good either, but the world always has a way; it’s just that the timing hasn’t come yet."
Hearing Nezha’s consolation, Ziya sighed and said, "I just don’t know how much more suffering I’ll have to endure before my luck turns around."
Nezha thought to himself that the suffering was self-inflicted.
If he had just listened to Yuanshi Tianzun and sat quietly by the Panxi Stream, fishing every day, watching flowers, and raising birds, he would naturally take up the position of Prime Minister and Marshal when the time came. Wouldn’t that be more comfortable than now?
"Okay, let’s talk about you. Such a big change has happened to you. Is it possible that you’ve formed a Golden Core, reborn anew with great fortune? The quality of that Golden Core must be high."
Nezha remained silent, and Jiang Ziya knew Nezha had succeeded. He sighed again and said, "I heard there was a big fire in the city the other day. When water from the mortal world was used, not only did the fire not go out, it spread everywhere along with the water, destroying over a hundred houses and killing more than seventy people. It was clearly another battle over treasures."