The teachers at Nuwa Palace have been the same as always recently, though during the time Nezha traveled back to the past, her "Top Sister" went out of signal and found it a bit boring.
When Nezha returned, he first brought up the various problems he encountered. Many of these questions required Nuwa to deliberate carefully before giving an answer, while some outright had no answers. "These things require your own comprehension; if you feel it's the right path, just keep walking it—there's no right or wrong."
Through Nezha's questions, Nuwa also roughly surmised how far Nezha had progressed. According to her, Nezha had just barely reached the starting point of Immortal Ascension. "As for how long this path will be? Whether you can even reach the other side is uncertain."
Nezha, however, did not feel discouraged upon hearing this. "At least I've found the correct track. Others may not even find the road and are just stumbling around like headless flies."
After some exchanges between teacher and disciple, Nuwa grew curious about Nezha's experience of traveling through time. Nezha, who had no reasons to hide anything from his teacher, vividly recounted the events in the Hongmeng World alongside the Three Pure Ones, focusing particularly on two key points: "Tongtian is my good big brother" and "I can go fifty-fifty with Tongtian." As for matters about Pangu, he gave them only a brief mention—Nuwa's path didn't align with Pangu's anyway.
Nuwa couldn't help laughing heartily after listening, and this laughter "accidentally" reached the ears of Tongtian Sect Master. His face turned dark as he decided he must have gone too easy on Nezha last time.
After laughing for a long while, Nuwa suddenly thought of something and asked, "So, you call Tongtian your good big brother—what should he call me then?"
This was a total trap question! No teacher should set their disciple up !
"Well, I think when walking through the Primordial lands, one shouldn't dwell on trifles. Let's keep our own ways, our own ways."
Nuwa, who didn't hear the answer she wanted, widened her eyes at Nezha, signaling him to answer honestly. "Say what I want to hear." Nezha quickly pretended to be clueless, acting as if he didn't understand her hint.
Seeing that she couldn't get the answer she desired, she pouted but quickly had another idea after a flash of inspiration.
"Let me see your Kunlun Mirror."
Nezha, unafraid of his teacher stealing his treasure, readily pulled out the Kunlun Mirror from his sleeve and handed it over to Nuwa.
Nuwa fiddled with it for a while, scratching her head as she pondered, then infused a profound Dharma Seal into both the Kunlun Mirror and the Heavenly Observation Realm. After tweaking it a little, she returned the Kunlun Mirror to Nezha. Nezha, no longer the green rookie he once was, took one look and recognized the Divine Rune—which seemed to serve as a form of tracking.
Nuwa placed the Heavenly Observation Realm back with satisfaction and said, "Now it's perfect. No matter where you run off to, I'll be able to find you. Your personal safety has just skyrocketed!"
Nezha grimaced. "Is this really for my safety? Or are you just looking for a way to watch live broadcasts and kill boredom?" He didn't say these thoughts out loud but chose instead to accept his teacher's gesture in stride.
After staying at Nuwa Palace for several more months, news arrived from Lishan Old Mother. "You've already delayed long enough. Hurry back!"
Nezha slapped his forehead, suddenly remembering he still had a group of junior sisters waiting for him to make arrangements. He quickly bid farewell to Nuwa and rushed to Lishan. Over the years, those Nezha had brought from the Greek World had now learned the knowledge of the Primordial realm. Aside from their outward appearances and certain habits, they were virtually indistinguishable from the Primordial Beings.
In addition to these people from the Greek World, Lishan Old Mother had also tried recruiting some new students over the years—all of whom, without exception, came from mortal military general families. However, these individuals were far inferior—not only compared to Nezha but even to Athena and her peers.
Immortal Ascension is difficult; this is a fact.
When Nezha appeared again at the School Palace, no one was more excited than Hecate. This bookaholic had always been inseparable from Nezha, pestering him with constant questions. When Nezha wasn't around, she didn't dare follow Lishan Old Mother so closely, so she deeply missed Nezha.
In truth, Nezha had only been gone for three or five years—a short time for those who used to be Gods. Athena, her flaxen blonde hair pinned up with a Lotus crown, wore a traditional robe and appeared nothing like the commanding figure wielding a spear and shield in her war dress back in the day.
Artemis, too, was dressed similarly. At first, she was overjoyed to see Nezha and was just about to rush to him, but then she paused, puzzled, and asked, "Are you really Senior Brother?"
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Only then did Artemis approach him. She reached out to pinch him here and there and even leaned in to sniff. Finally, she nodded in confirmation. "It really is Senior Brother."
"What's wrong with me?"
Artemis hesitated for a while before saying, "You seem to have… less of a human 'feel,' which is a bit unsettling."
Athena chimed in from the side, "In our original world, situations would be called returning to origin."
Nezha grasped what they meant—it was likely a side effect of integrating the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
"It's fine. I've had some opportunities recently that elevated my cultivation, and I just haven't fully adapted yet. Do you have any cultivation issues during this time?"
No sooner had Nezha asked the question than Hecate appeared out of nowhere.
I think you definitely have plenty of issues.
He asked Athena to call the other direct disciples, including Nyx, so he could answer their cultivation questions. After their cultivation over this period, they had all advanced to the Human Immortal level. Nyx, with the best foundation, had even reached the Earth Immortal stage. With Nezha's current cultivation level, guiding them was a piece of cake.
After verifying their progress, Nezha calculated an auspicious day to hold Lishan Academy's first graduation ceremony. Lishan Academy was more like a place for learning; it wouldn't keep them forever. What should be taught had already been taught—everything else would depend on them.