A few people were passing by the entrance when Nezha suddenly stopped in his tracks. Forget the cheap father-in-law, but maybe I should butter up the mother-in-law in advance?

"Greetings, Daoist Friends."

Hao Tian and Turquoise Pool were taken aback. Everyone else was extremely haughty, Nezha was the first to greet them.

"Greetings, Daoist Friend."

Nezha chuckled and took out a Golden Brick he had crafted and a beautifully crafted phoenix hairpin, presenting them to the two.

"A chance meeting is fate, please accept these small gifts without fuss."

Hao Tian was somewhat tempted by the Golden Brick, but as the Daoist Ancestor's Child, he wasn't easily impressed. Turquoise Pool, however, was different. Nezha was a skilled craftsman, and such a luxurious and uniquely styled phoenix hairpin was rare these days.

She really wanted it, but felt a bit embarrassed.

Being new to the scene, Hao Tian and Turquoise Pool were relatively easy to persuade. Nezha said a few flattering words and managed to get them to accept the gifts. Especially Turquoise Pool, who cherished the phoenix hairpin immensely.

Hao Tian, too, played with the Golden Brick, smiling as he did. To him, these were all good things. This Daoist Friend was truly generous!

Nezha nodded slightly, thinking of how the Jade Emperor might brazenly come to him next time asking for Long Ji's bride price!

In the end, he stepped into the grand hall, feeling the familiar pressure that suppressed most of his Mana. Nezha seemed calm, as if he were returning home, and let out a hearty laugh.

"Ha ha ha, I knew such a grand event would surely see my virtuous brother here!"

The speaker was Tongtian, sitting on the third cushion in the front row, with Laozi and Yuan Shi also opening their eyes to graciously nod and smile at Nezha.

Nezha sighed inwardly. Other transmigrators in the Primordial all achieve Immortal Ascension and become ancestors. How did I end up as the ultimate junior? Is this even reasonable?

He could only comfort himself by saying, "Start as a grandson, then become a grandpa; starting as a junior directly, at least your rank rises, not a loss!"

With thick skin, he immediately saluted and said, "Greetings to the three elder brothers."

Tongtian was delighted. Ever since sparring with Nezha last time, he couldn't forget this little brother. Now, sensing Nezha's cultivation level had reached the Daluo Middle Stage, which wasn't slow—he himself was only at the Late Daluo.

Laozi had the highest cultivation level, currently on the verge of reaching the Quasi-Saint state before meeting Yuanshi Tianzun. Nezha had the Human Sect, while they still had to explore on their own, which is why they were stuck here. Not that they couldn't break through, just afraid of making mistakes.

In Laozi's view, Nezha was at the Late Daluo.

Yuan Shi's cultivation was comparable to Tongtian's, slightly higher, but not by much.

At the moment, Emperor Jiang and Di Jun were equally speechless, both wondering just how many more elder brothers this little brother might have?

Since he was already there, Nezha wasn't too anxious, just occasionally felt a gaze constantly on him.

Nezha looked up and saw none other than the cool, aloof Nuwa sitting in the fourth seat.

He immediately broke into a sweat. "She can't recognize me, right?"

This period's Nuwa didn't actually recognize Nezha. She just felt that Nezha's aura was very similar to hers, thus she was very curious and kept secretly observing Nezha. The more she watched, the more she felt something was off, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was.

Of course, it would be similar! Nezha was her first apprentice.

Nuwa: Stare! ಠ_ಠ

Nezha: Serious Face! X﹏X

After a long look without finding anything, Nuwa couldn't help but secretly send a message to her elder brother, Fu Xi.

"Big brother, do you think we might have a little brother?"

Fu Xi immediately shook his head. They were the leaders in the Calculation Realm; how could he not know if they had one?

However, Fu Xi knew his sister's talents far surpassed his own. When encountering mysteries, he calculated for a long time without reaching his sister's intuition. So he immediately started calculating again. This time, the calculations confused the Great Saint Fu Xi.

Seems like there isn't one, but why is the connection so deep? This is not metaphysical?

After going back and forth several times, his handsome forehead was covered in sweat!

Nezha, on the other hand, was unaware of the interactions between his master and her brother, as his attention was focused on the six cushions in the front. The six sitting there were The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Hong Yun, and Kunpeng.

The Three Pure Ones need no explanation; their absolute power secured the first three positions. Nuwa and Fu Xi's formidable strength occupied one seat without any opposition, and Hong Yun was supported by Zhen Yuanzi, so no one said anything about that. As for Kunpeng, he was scraping by before the two from the West arrived, and sat there for a bit.

Nezha was hesitating whether to grab a spot. With his status as the ultimate junior, it wouldn't be hard to snatch one, but it would disrupt the timeline. A Saint Position has too great an impact on the future, and Nezha couldn't afford to gamble it. But how could he get the best listening experience without intertwining with major cause and effect?

He looked at the six cushions upfront and suddenly had an idea, quickly walking forward to Kunpeng's side. Kunpeng, being weak and isolated, immediately became alert, but Nezha ignored him.

Others noticed Nezha's movement and those "big brother" figures who wanted to help saw Nezha didn't make any moves, so they didn't speak up either. However, that collective gaze scared Kunpeng enough. Anyone coming to Zixiao Palace at this time wasn't weak. If he was surrounded by a dozen people, he'd truly be doomed.

Nezha just gave a little scare to Kunpeng. What he needed to resolve was the issue of the cushion. As for the cushion, Nezha was familiar with it, having made Nuwa's Creation and Transformation Mat for nearly ten thousand years. The craftsmanship wasn't overly complicated in Nezha's time. The precious part of the Creation and Transformation Mat was Nuwa's notes during the lectures.

So his thought process was simple: since there wasn't a mat for me, I'll just make one on the spot. Speaking of craftsmanship, Nezha was already a master in this area, and with a genuine one as a reference, failing to make one would be a joke.

He took out some branches of Divine Wood and twisted, kneaded, and wove them, directly starting the on-site creation.

The previously confused people immediately understood what Nezha was doing, instantly feeling a broadening of horizons. "You can do it this way?"

They wanted to learn but were afraid of the dominance of The First Saint of Primordial, and didn't dare operate. Kunpeng, watching Nezha work on the side, already felt uncomfortable after being scared. Seeing Nezha aiming to sit on an equal footing made him even more uneasy, and after a moment of hesitation under those gloomy eyes, he made a decision.

"Daoist Friend, this is where the Saints are present. How can you commit such vulgar acts!"

His words were righteous and stern.

Before Nezha could respond, Emperor Jiang roared, "Old geezer, mind your own business!"

Taiyi also stood up, ready to measure up against Kunpeng.

Originally despising Kunpeng, Yuan Shi was just about to voice support but kept quiet upon seeing the situation.

Others were feeling oppressed by the pressure in Zixiao Palace, seized the chance for amusement, and immediately switched to a "watch the drama" mode. Nezha calmed Emperor Jiang and Taiyi, gave Kunpeng a glance, and said, "None of your damn business."

Then he focused his attention on weaving the mat. This matter was crucial and allowed no recklessness. Kunpeng could wait for later; in Zixiao Palace, Kunpeng's courage was only enough to run his mouth.

In fact, Nezha guessed right, Kunpeng hesitated for a long time, not daring to make a move. Having already offended others, he watched Nezha's mat start to take shape, growing more anxious.

So he yelled towards the entrance, "Two Immortal Children, this person is disrespecting the Saints, please come and take care of him!"

Kunpeng actually looked down on Hao Tian and Turquoise Pool, but at this moment wanted to borrow their strength to drive Nezha out.

Hao Tian and Turquoise Pool exchanged a glance, walked into the grand hall, observed Nezha weaving a mat, and then glanced at the sinister and rebellious Kunpeng, already forming judgments in their hearts.

They naturally knew Kunpeng looked down on them. In addition, Nezha's earlier gifts had greatly increased their affection for him, and Nezha's youthful appearance resonated with them emotionally, so it was clear whose side they were on.

Hao Tian and Turquoise Pool were merely Immortal Children. When the Daoist Ancestor asked them to guard the entrance, he said nothing else, and they actually had no authority. Could they weave a mat in Zixiao Palace?

The Daoist Ancestor said nothing about it.

This kind of vague situation gave them room to maneuver. If it were someone else pulling this stunt, adhering to the "less trouble, the better" principle, it certainly wouldn't work.

But with Nezha? Sure!

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