After being scolded by Mr. Fan, Nezha wanted to raise his hand to show respect, but he had a bellyful of anger with nowhere to vent, so he ended up beating Jinzha again.
He, along with Wu Xiang Monk and Ao Yu, came to the cave where the Earth Milk was produced, and saw the huge stone dragon head.
Ao Yu said, "The shape of the earth is consistent with that of the Dragon Clan. I think this land should have belonged to our Dragon Clan, not your Human Clan. Nezha, don't you think so?"
"World peace."
"What?"
Wu Xiang Monk said, "All things are born naturally, but I figured out why this small world is different from the last time we came here. It's not because you are an Outer Heaven Demon, it's all Bai Mushuang's doing."
"Bai Mushuang, I always feel he's not really dead."
"That's just you having baseless suspicions; he's truly dead."
Hearing the conversation, Ao Yu said, "I feel like I've missed a lot of fun things. Does this Earth Milk really have any mystical effects?"
