Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 183 Do You Know That I Am a Time Traveller?

Chapter 183: Chapter 183 Do You Know That I Am a Time Traveller?

It turned out I stumbled upon it purely by accident.

Nezha was surprised. He fished out a silver ingot from his pocket and slipped it into the other man’s hand, continuing to ask, "They all say the Fir Forest is a perilous place, but where exactly is the danger?"

"You’re asking the wrong person; I’m just an ordinary man who’s never been inside that Fir Forest. From what I can see, even you immortals seem to lose your supernatural abilities there. What’s so valuable that it’s worth risking your life for?"

"You have a point; there is no treasure in this world worth risking your life for."

Seeing that he couldn’t get more information, Nezha patted the man’s shoulder and continued into the forest.

As the saying goes, seeing once is better than hearing a hundred times; no matter how much rumored peril about the Fir Forest he heard, it’s not the same as experiencing it himself.

After only five hundred steps, he sensed something was off.

It wasn’t due to anything around him; rather, something was wrong with his own body.

Previously, if the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi here was in such chaos that an ordinary person couldn’t rest and meditate, they could only use the primordial qi in their own Qi Sea to engage their Daoist Skills; once used up, it was gone.

But now, not only was the outside Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi unusable, even the qi flow inside his body was affected.

Clearly, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi attained through many days and nights of arduous cultivation lay quietly within, yet no matter how he churned the cultivation techniques, it refused to circulate.

"No wonder that coffin-maker said that once inside, even immortals’ powers vanish. Unable to mobilize the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, unable to use Daoist Skills, immortals are nothing more than ordinary people."

Thinking this, he felt no fear, for his greatest reliance was never on his Daoist Skills, but on his rigorously trained physical body.

The outer fringes of this forest had no treasures, so cultivators naturally ventured deeper within.

The Eight Hundred Miles of Pine Forest—one could gaze into the horizon from the sky, and below it was as if navigating through a maze, seemingly endless.

"In a place like this, even if tens of thousands entered together, encountering another would still be a longshot."

Logically, the world contains the Great Tao; this world’s Taoist Laws though numerous are essentially one, yet this Eight Hundred Miles of Pine Forest is entirely different.

The laws within are completely distinct from the Taoist Laws of the Fengshen World, even distorted, rendering the cultivated Dao here impotent in the Fir Forest.

Having concluded this, Nezha had already roamed the Fir Forest for three days.

He initially intended to ride his red horse, but when he tried to open the small world’s door with the Demon Race’s Bronze Ancient Character, he found even this ancient character couldn’t be activated here.

"Is this the key to Bai Mushuang’s small world?"

Lu Ya poked his head out from the side, startling Nezha. Recognizing it was Lu Ya, lying was moot, so he candidly admitted it.

"There’s no need to be afraid; in this Fir Forest, even having perfected your cultivation’s three flowers atop and five qi within, your physical self is the same Golden Core Realm body. At present, not to mention myself, I might not even be your opponent."

Nezha thought to himself, "Stop pretending. You’ve been discreet all your life; even as a Quasi-Saint, many great figures in the Cultivation World haven’t heard of you."

Others might be unaware, but I surely do.

And as he claims, even if in this Fir Forest I could use my body to bully those venerable elders, would we all truly hide here forever?

Seeming to see through Nezha’s thoughts, Lu Ya smiled and said, "Silly, to pursue cultivation you must be determined and ruthless. A spur of the moment gaining of a millennium’s cultivation may bring fortune, but what about afterward? Those you meet won’t all be kind-hearted. We seek to live prolonged lives; kindness inevitably leads to downfall. Learn to silence people forever, young one."

Nezha grimaced, "Isn’t that how you’ve always done things?"

"Oh no, not at all," Lu Ya quickly gestured dismissively. "I’m just an old softie. I can’t bear watching human suffering or committing wicked deeds; hence I must live humbly."

Nezha thought he was full of nonsense, replying with a smile, "Of course, you’re a good person. I must learn much from you, elder."

"Still as eloquent as ever. At such a young age, reaching the Golden Core Nine Revolutions shows remarkable talent. Should your teacher, Taiyi Zhenren, pass one day, why not consider joining me? I’m in want of a successor."

What a happy suggestion, Nezha thought, about to kneel and accept, but Lu Ya lifted him before he could bow.

"You impatient child, what’s the rush? Didn’t I say, sincerely become my disciple after Taiyi Zhenren passes? If I took you now, how would I face Taiyi later on?"

Unable to grasp Lu Ya’s intentions, Nezha then asked, "Elder, what is this Eight Hundred Miles of Pine Forest? Why can I not summon my cultivated powers and skills here?"

"Because the Heavenly Dao Laws differ."

"How can the Heavenly Dao Laws differ?"

"That should be easier for you to understand, should it not? Or in your original world, was the path and law there the same as here?"

The words were casually spoken, yet to Nezha they struck like a bolt from the blue.

Original world?

What did it mean? Could it be he knew I had traversed worlds?

How did he know?

Didn’t he say I stood beyond this Heavenly Dao, even the Eight Diagrams Inference of Innate Techniques couldn’t predict my origins?

Lu Ya seemed to understand his sentiments, continuously wearing an enigmatic smile as they navigated this perilous terrain, saying, "When a knowledgeable cultivator senses an unknown origin in you, sees the ensuing chaos, they can ascertain you as an Outer Heaven Demon descending from another world."

"Another world? Outer Heaven Demon?"

Nezha could ignore his shock, as it served no purpose, so he prioritized clearing his doubts.

He simply saw Lu Ya nodding, "I’ve never experienced it myself, but I’ve heard of other worlds. Look at Bai Mushuang, who attempted to construct a new world with Quasi-Saint strength, ultimately dying from the Heavenly Dao’s backlash. The world he left behind is one such other world."

Nezha asked, "But the laws in Bai Mushuang’s world seem no different from this one, even the flora and fauna within are alike."

"Because he was a Quasi-Saint, not a Saint. His small world’s laws still relied on the original Great World Laws. Only if constructed with Holy Power can a new world truly be opened."

"Opening a new world?"

Nezha’s eyes widened; his heart involuntarily trembled at the notion.

"Thinking of a legend, aren’t you? It’s a pity you’re not my student; I fancy insightful children like you the most."

Lu Ya praised his intelligence once again, but apart from occasional laughter, his expression remained unchanged, saying, "I heard this legend when I was just a child: Pangu the Great God created a world. However, most cultivators wouldn’t think of that at this point. Indeed, our world was created by a cultivator named Pangu."

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