Nezha closed his eyes for a long time, faintly feeling enlightened and somewhat understanding why he would receive the first thread of Hongmeng Purple Qi from the establishment of Buddhism.
In the Primordial land, there are no coincidences, only inevitabilities.
Today, Nezha repaired the Western Land. The Western spirits have lived and thrived there for billions of years, incurring a debt of cause, and finally returning the holy opportunity of the Western Land to Nezha to settle this final effect.
Initially, Nezha thought it would be too naive to use the matter of Journey to the West to repay the cause and effect of Hongmeng Purple Qi. Is it that easy to repay the cause and effect of becoming a Saint?
If it were easy, the Western Two Saints would not have chosen to offset Hong Yun's cause and effect with a bad debt. It was truly impossible to pay it back!
Planting a cause and reaping an effect, cause and effect cancel each other out. Nezha felt as if he had lost some kind of shackle, his spirit began to surge, and a large amount of enlightenment emerged. Nezha simply sat beneath Zhunti's true form, the Geng Metal Bodhi Tree, and contemplated. After a hundred years, he organized his thoughts, and his cultivation took another step forward.
Enlightenment under the Bodhi Tree is really no joke; it's genuinely effective.
"Daoist Friend Nezha, the Purple Cloud Three Lectures are imminent, let's set off."
"You are right, Junior Brother."
Zhunti didn't mind Nezha benefiting from his presence and said immediately upon seeing Nezha awake.
Nezha himself was somewhat looking forward to it. The last lecture should cover the cultivation of the Chaos Origin Great Luo Golden Immortal, but who knows what mysteries that realm holds?
Besides, he's been out for too long this time, making Nezha feel a bit homesick.
"Alright, let's set off."
The three of them set off for Zixiao Palace once more, and the journey was quite smooth.
Upon arriving again at Zixiao Palace, the Three Pure Ones were already there early, as were Nuwa and Fu Xi.
Nezha greeted them and went to his seat at the back.
Soon after, Di Jun and Taiyi also arrived, accompanied by Kunpeng and the Ten Great Demon Commanders. The Three Thousand Red Dust Guests are not constant; some familiar faces are replaced by new ones each time, which is quite normal.
Di Jun and Taiyi chatted with Nezha for a bit, and Di Jun expressed gratitude, as the share of merit from last time greatly helped Di Jun's cultivation.
Then came the Twelve Ancestor Witches, among whom eleven were rather reluctant, mainly feeling it was entirely a waste of time since they couldn't understand anything.
If it weren't for Houtu insisting on dragging them here, they really wouldn't have come, disinterested in whatever Hong Jun had in mind.
Emperor Jiang, though initially unwilling, immediately brightened up upon seeing Nezha, mainly because the wine Nezha brought last time really suited his taste.
But seeing Di Jun, Taiyi, and others next to Nezha made him a bit angry. A bunch of beasts crowding around his little brother!
The conflict between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan has already intensified. Upon meeting, the atmosphere immediately turned cold, but this was Zixiao Palace, and they were in Nezha's presence.
Having finished chatting with Nezha, Di Jun took the initiative to lead the upper echelons of the Demon Clan back to their seats, while Emperor Jiang approached. He made no mention of the Demon Clan, saying only, "Little Bro, last time you left in such a hurry, I didn't get a chance to ask. Could you teach us your brewing formula?"
Nezha was both amused and exasperated; here Emperor Jiang came so imposingly, only to ask for a formula.
However, the substances Nezha drank were a bit too refined. Even with the current conditions under the Witch Clan's control, it might not be entirely achievable. He rummaged through his sleeve, pulled out a small booklet, and handed it to Emperor Jiang.
"It's all in here. You can try it once you get back, Brother."
Emperor Jiang regarded it as a treasure, carefully leafed through the small booklet, but couldn't understand a thing!
No worries; if I can't understand it, my sister Houtu can definitely figure it out, thought Emperor Jiang, laughing heartily as he returned to his seat, happily passing the book around among his brothers.
Quick to take the book, Kunpeng remarked cynically, "Your Majesty, you treat that guy like a brother, but he might not reciprocate. There is constant friction between the Witch and Demon Clans; he won't..."
Before Kunpeng could finish, Taiyi slammed a fist onto the ground, glancing at Kunpeng with contempt, causing him to immediately fall silent.
We're brothers, and what are you?
The malice flickering in Kunpeng's eyes didn't escape Di Jun's notice, but he didn't care at all; the two merely saw this Demon Master as a tool.
As the various Great Experts gradually arrived outside Zixiao Palace, the entire palace began to quiet down because the third lecture was about to begin.
After a while, Hao Tian and Turquoise Pool closed the doors, and Hong Jun appeared once again.
This time, Hong Jun didn't immediately begin the lecture but spoke of other matters.
"Having cultivated countless Yuan Hui, I have finally confirmed the Primordial Dao Fruit and intend to harmonize with the Dao to mend the leak of the Primordial."
Everyone below exchanged glances, not really understanding the intentions of this Primordial First Saint or knowing what expression to show at this moment.
Hong Jun didn't need them to show any expression, continuing in his ethereal manner, "I wish to establish a teaching tradition in the Primordial, passing down my Dao, named the Mystic Sect."
After speaking, he looked at the Three Pure Ones.
"The three of you are transformed from the Great Spirit of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, possess great merit, and are fated with me; would you be willing to be my disciples?"
The Three Pure Ones did not hesitate, immediately standing up and bowing deeply.
Then Hong Jun looked toward Nuwa.
"Your body possesses boundless merit and noble status; you are fated with me, would you like to acknowledge me as your teacher?"
Nuwa nodded obediently and stood up to salute.
Hong Jun then looked at Jieyin and Zhunti, unexpectedly accepting them only as registered disciples, but Jieyin and Zhunti could accept this.
Finally, his gaze fell on Nezha, glanced at him, then turned to Taiqing: "You shall be the first disciple of the Mystic Sect, and from now on, you will manage the Mystic Sect on behalf of the teacher."
Taiqing bowed once more.
"Thank you, Teacher." Thɪs chapter is updated by novel⟡fire.net
The Three Pure Ones and others saw that Hong Jun did not take Nezha as a disciple and thought it must be due to the cushion problem. Other people felt a bit schadenfreude; what's the point of sitting in the front if one isn't accepted as a disciple? In the end, we aren't any different!