Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

Arriving in an unfamiliar starry sky, Li Jiuyuan raised her hand and gestured in mid-air.

Several surrounding stars shifted their trajectories slightly, their starlight flowing and intertwining to form a massive shielding array that enveloped the surrounding area, completely isolating all auras, fluctuations, and celestial secrets from this place.

After doing all this, she slowly raised her hand and removed the golden mask from her face.

Beneath the mask lies a face beyond perfection.

Even compared to Qin Le's appearance, she was in no way inferior. On the contrary, with the passage of time, she had gained a unique temperament that was aloof, otherworldly, and weathered by life's vicissitudes.

This undoubtedly confirms what Nuwa once said—that the first generation of humans she created all looked like Qin Le, surpassing perfection.

At this moment, Li Jiuyuan faced Qin Le—or more accurately, the being deep within Qin Le's sea of ​​consciousness—and slowly bowed, performing an extremely ancient ritual.

"Nine Kite greets Mother."

Her voice was calm and extremely respectful, but if you listened closely, you could detect a slight tremor that was almost imperceptible beneath the calm.

Clearly, her inner world was far from as calm as it appeared.

Qin Le was at a loss for what to do and could only stand there.

At this moment, a soft golden light emerged from between his brows, quickly transforming into a complete phantom of Nuwa, revealing her superior true form.

Nuwa looked at Li Jiuyuan, who was bowing her head and behaving respectfully, with a complex expression in her eyes. Her eyes were filled with memories and pity from the distant past, as well as a deep sense of self-reproach.

"Nine Kite," she spoke softly, her voice exceptionally clear in the silent starry sky, "Do you...blame me? Hate me?"

Two questions, each of paramount importance.

Back then, she left the Three Realms together with Fuxi, Chiyou, and several other like-minded individuals to explore the unknown.

At that time, the human race was newly born and lacked strength. Without the protection of her as their mother and creator, they were bullied in the dog-eat-dog world of the Three Realms.

The pent-up humiliation and the desire to survive finally ignited the flames of war—the still-developing human race was forced to engage in a protracted and brutal war with the demon race, which then dominated the world.

That battle swept across the three realms.

The heavens collapsed, the mortal realm was devastated, and even the underworld, where the cycle of reincarnation was located, was affected. If it weren't for the saintly Houtu Niangniang personally suppressing the disaster, the cycle of reincarnation in the three realms would have collapsed.

The flames of war raged for countless years, during which humanity rapidly transformed and grew stronger amidst blood and fire. Ultimately, at the cost of unimaginable sacrifice, humanity brought down the once invincible demon race from its pedestal, establishing its current dominant position in the Three Realms.

However, in Nuwa's view, this catastrophe that caused the death of countless lives and the change of the world could have been avoided.

If she hadn't left back then, humanity wouldn't have suffered so much oppression, nor would it have been forced to embark on that path of rise paved with blood.

"I don't blame you, I don't hate you." Li Jiuyuan immediately shook her head, her voice urgent and firm.

She hadn't expected her mother to ask this.

For a long time, what she feared was that Nuwa would blame them for starting a war and causing endless bloodshed, and that her mother would think they had done something wrong.

But Nuwa's two questions made her understand instantly—her mother was blaming herself, blaming herself for abandoning them and for failing to protect her newborn children so that they could truly establish themselves in the Three Realms.

Standing behind Nuwa, Qin Le was somewhat confused by what she heard.

He knew nothing about that ancient history that had been deliberately sealed away and buried.

After Chaos became the common enemy of the three realms, the higher-ups of the Heavenly Realm and the mortal realm tacitly concealed the bloody and tearful history of the war between the human race and the demon race.

Let alone in the mortal realm, even in the celestial realm, it is extremely difficult to know the full picture unless specifically mentioned by a particular person.

Hearing Li Jiuyuan's unwavering answer, Nuwa felt a slight sense of relief, but the self-reproach she felt did not easily dissipate.

"I see..." she murmured softly, as if sighing, yet also relieved. "Then you should go back to the Heavenly Realm first. After Xiao Lele ascends... we can have a proper chat."

She had a thousand words to say, but she knew that Li Jiuyuan bore the heavy responsibility of guarding the perilous battlefield of the Heavenly Realm and could not leave for long.

"Yes, Mother." Li Jiuyuan nodded in agreement.

She also understood that this was not the time for a long talk.

"Wait a minute." Nuwa suddenly remembered something and added, "Open a spatial portal and send Xiao Lele back. Otherwise, he'll probably have to drift in the starry sky for a month before he gets home."

Li Jiuyuan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but then understood and gently made a gesture in the air.

A stable, deep blue spatial portal quietly appeared, and behind it, a familiar academy scene could be vaguely seen.

She turned her head, looked at Qin Le, her gaze deep, and left only one sentence:

"Ascend to heaven as soon as possible."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure transformed into streaks of light, disappeared into the void, and vanished without a trace.

As she departed, the shielding array formed by the surrounding stars gradually dimmed and returned to silence.

Nuwa turned to look at Qin Le, her usual gentle smile returning to her face:

"Go back, Lele."

After saying that, without waiting for Qin Le's response, she transformed back into a golden light, entered Qin Le's brow, and returned to his sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Le glanced at the spatial portal before him, then looked at the boundless starry sky in the distance, smiled helplessly, and stepped inside.

Fortunately, Mother Nuwa reminded him, otherwise, given his current mastery of the Great Dao of Time and Space, it would probably take him quite a while to travel directly from this distant star field back to the star where the academy is located.

Back at the academy, as soon as his figure solidified on the familiar path, a group of demon classmates swarmed around him.

"Qin Le! Are you alright?" The leading tiger demon looked him up and down with concern.

The other demon classmates also cast curious and worried glances at them.

Just now, they only saw a figure appear out of thin air, grab Qin Le's shoulder, and then the two of them disappeared together.

They were anxiously discussing what to do, and before they could reach a conclusion, Qin Le returned.

"It's nothing." Qin Le shook his head, his tone relaxed. "It was just a senior from the Celestial Realm passing by who chatted with me for a bit."

He naturally wouldn't reveal Li Jiuyuan's identity or the thrilling ambush that had just taken place above the academy.

The Jade Emperor and his entourage deliberately concealed their whereabouts, clearly not wanting the mortal realm to know about this matter.

"I see." The tiger demon suddenly realized and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, the demon students were relieved and dispersed in twos and threes.

Qin Le turned around and walked towards the cafeteria—he hadn't had lunch yet.

From the moment the four Quasi-Saints surrounded and killed the Chaos Consciousness, to Li Jiuyuan taking him away and having a conversation with Nuwa, and then to his return to the academy, the whole process actually took less than ten minutes.

If he hadn't noticed the strangeness in the sky, he would be in the cafeteria by now.

As he entered the cafeteria, he immediately saw Chen Yun, Chu Xiaonan, Lu Qingshuang, Luo Qiuyue, Wang Zhiheng, and Li Yanran sitting around a table—these were his regular dining buddies at the academy.

"Qin Le! Where did you just run off to?" Chen Yun asked loudly as soon as he entered, his tone full of curiosity.

Qin Le usually arrives at the cafeteria first and waits, but today he was unusually late.

"It's nothing." Qin Le smiled and walked towards the food window, casually saying, "A senior from the Heavenly Realm came down and talked to me about something. I'll go get my food first."

For him, today's events, though somewhat unexpected, did not cause him much of a stir.

When the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up.

His future may be uncertain, but that is ultimately the future.

Right now, he's still a weakling who needs to work hard and cultivate his skills step by step.

Besides, there's no use in being anxious.

He couldn't possibly become a saint overnight and go and kill Chaos.

Going to Chaos now is tantamount to offering yourself up as food.

Chen Yun and the others thought it was normal. Given Qin Le's special status, it wasn't surprising that a celestial being would descend to earth specifically to find him.

Qin Le returned with her food and sat down in an empty seat. Chen Yun chuckled as he ate his rice.

"By the way, I'm almost out of those two strands of law power you gave me. Remember to 'refill' me after you finish eating."

"Sure." Qin Le picked up a piece of meat and asked with a smile, "Any breakthroughs in the research? And when will 'Truth'... be upgraded again?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yun's shoulders slumped, somewhat helplessly:

"I'm stuck for now... It feels like the further I go, the harder it gets."

He vaguely felt that perhaps he needed to listen to Qin Le's sermon again, and with the help of that state of enlightenment, he could break through the current bottleneck.

My last breakthrough came from a sudden flash of inspiration during a sermon.