Nezha, the Third Prince, Has Gone Too Far in the Modern World!

Beneath the East Sea, the tattered Red Armillary Sash drifted in the current. Nezha was surrounded and attacked by the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, now corrupted by darkness. The Universe Ring shattered, the Fire-Tipped Spear snapped, and his final wisp of spirit fell into the depths. When he opened his eyes again, the Third Prince found the horn of a delivery rider's electric bike pressed against his forehead. This was the CBD of Shencheng in 2025. He was sprawled across a shared bicycle in his lotus armor, while a phone camera livestreaming him faced a barrage of a hundred thousand comments.

"An immortal came down to earth to cosplay?" The story exploded across the internet's trending charts. Nezha stared blankly at the phone in his hand, which was set up for QR-code payments. A traffic cop confiscated his Wind Fire Wheels for being an "illegally modified flying vehicle," and the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Shroud became the induction cooker at a trendy hot pot restaurant. Worse still, the corrupted Yuding Zhenren had followed him into the modern age, wielding the aura of the Zhuxian Sword to cleave Shencheng's elevated highway in two. As Chan Sect magic clashed with artificial intelligence and Samadhi True Fire met new-energy batteries, the traffic lights across the city began dancing like machines.

Forced to become a delivery rider, Nezha used all three heads and six arms to deliver 138 orders of milk tea at once, riding a balance-scooter version of the Wind Fire Wheels through the evening rush hour. During an esports livestream, he summoned Samadhi True Fire to grill food, only to accidentally blow up a holographic projection server... It wasn't until he discovered ripples in spacetime at a quantum lab that he learned the truth: the corrupted Chan Sect had long since infiltrated the source code of the Investiture of the Gods!

Before his final transmigration as a spirit, he sent a voice message to the programmer brothers, milk-tea girl, and traffic cop he'd befriended: "Once I've torn the roof off Yuxu Palace, I'll come back and treat you all to fusion-powered barbecue!"

When Cyber Nezha returned to the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods with a nanoscale Universe Ring, the data streams erupting from the summit of Kunlun Mountain lit up the entire age of mythology. This time, the Third Prince was going to go completely off the rails!