Chapter 63: The Horse Thieves of Sanshan Pass
"Who cares who he is, since he’s been cheered up," Nezha, upholding the spirit of keen learning and not shaming to ask questions, began to ask about the difficulties recently encountered in his cultivation and some unclear aspects of the Golden Core Heaven Sun Scripture.
At first, it was okay, the Immortal, although seemingly not from the Chan Sect, was still a senior from the Taoist tradition, willing to patiently guide a bright and studious junior.
However, gradually the Immortal found that this young Nezha had an unusual abundance of questions, one after the other without end.
From the operation methods of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, to the slight perceptions during meditation, to the slight delay in the flow of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi when using Divine Skills, and even going so far as to question a few archaic words in the Golden Core Heaven Sun Scripture, the Immortal massaged his temples and then found an excuse to send him away.
Yet, this trip was truly fruitful for Nezha. Upon returning to his room, still not fully satisfied, he continued to cultivate the Golden Core Heaven Sun Scripture, utilizing the sparks of insight in his mind.
Unknowingly, it was already afternoon, and Nezha’s stomach was growling, so he went back to the first floor of the inn.
It was mealtime, and there were even more people eating in the lobby than in the morning.
Glancing around, not a single person looking like a cultivator could be seen, but instead, he saw the woman he met in the morning.
In the ordinary backdrop of the inn, the presence of this woman seemed somewhat jarring and drew attention effortlessly.
Compared to their first meeting in the morning, the woman’s eyes now held fatigue along with her detached numbness; her slightly brown pupils spinning in their sockets as she scrutinized each table’s customers in the shop.