Nezha: Born Defiant, I Refuse to Become a God

[Fresh New Concept, Wild Reimagining and Fanfiction] [Birth of the Demon Child] [The Demon Child Stirs the Seas] [Investiture of the Gods] [Decisive and Ruthless] [Fast-Paced Thrills] [Scheming]

Regret it? Wish you could take it back? Disappointed? Hurt? Tormented? In pain? Despairing?

Nezha: Never. I won't. I did what I did, so why regret it? I knew the consequences, but I did it anyway. Why regret it? That's just the way the world is!

My fate is mine, not Heaven's! Whether I'm an immortal or a demon is up to me!!

[Bonus Skits]

Li Jing: I am your father!

Nezha: And you think that makes you worthy?

Taiyi Zhenren: I am your master!

Nezha: My Fire-Tipped Spear is made for skewering masters.

Ao Run: Nezha, where do you think you're putting your hands?

Nezha shook his wet hand: Run'er, you're truly living up to your name.

Jiang Ziya: I confer upon Nezha the title of Great God of the Three Altars and Seas!

Nezha: I refuse your deification!

Queen Mother of the West: Nezha, are you rebelling?

Nezha: Who's the bastard who said that? I'll wipe him out.

Jade Emperor: Nezha, who said you could sit on my throne?

Nezha, with his hands in his pockets, looked unimpressed: Yours? You sure about that?

Yang Jian held his three-pointed, double-edged spear to the Jade Emperor's neck: Uncle, Brother Nezha has the bearing of a Heavenly Emperor. Step down.

Sun Wukong draped a dragon robe over Nezha: Brother, it's cold out. Don't catch a chill.