[Ne Zha] A Golden Finger, but Make It a Summoning Spell

Ye Jingwu summoned a young god: red robes, silver armor, a cinnabar mole between his brows, and a fearsome aura all around him.

Young God: "Are you the one who summoned me?"

Ye Jingwu beamed. "That's right. I'm your Master."

The young god raised an eyebrow and smiled nonchalantly. "You don't think I don't know what 'Master' means, do you?"

Ye Jingwu: ???

What, even gods are learning English now?

What seems like a first meeting is really a reunion after a long separation.

And summoning a god is merely a promise you owe me from a past life.

A scrappy little Taoist priestess VS the Marshal of the Three Altars, who kills but never saves

Note: Based on the Journey to the West version of Nezha, the Great Deity Who Commands the Three Altars and the Sea. Modern AU, with past-life elements. Various derivative interpretations. No ship wars. The author is a die-hard BG fan!

Check your brain at the door before reading!

Theme: You have to break things down to build them back up