After leaving Azure Nether Island, Su Daji could no longer suppress the curiosity in her heart.
She blinked her large, lively, water-bright eyes, quietly tugged on Nuwa's sleeve, and asked in a timid whisper:
"Teacher, what sort of origin does Grandmaster have, to actually be Teacher's teacher?"
Although she had followed Nuwa in cultivation for some time, she still knew very little of the Immortal Realm's secrets, and she had no clue at all about that Azure Nether Island. She only felt that it was unfathomably deep.
Hearing this, Nuwa chuckled softly, reached out, and tapped her on the forehead. Her tone was gentle, yet carried a solemnity that brooked no doubt:
"Silly girl, your Grandmaster is a supreme mighty one who has existed since the very beginning of the Primordial's Heaven and Earth Splitting, and his cultivation is the strongest in the Primordial.
Even when Dao Ancestor Hongjun sees him, he must bow and salute, respectfully addressing him as 'fellow Daoist.'"
When Daji heard this, she felt a thunderous roar go off in her mind, as if everything she had understood in the past had been completely overturned in this instant.
An ancient existence who had existed since Heaven and Earth Splitting was actually her Grandmaster?
Did that not mean that, within this Primordial, she could practically walk sideways wherever she pleased?
How sharp was Nuwa? In an instant, she caught the flash of smugness and arrogance in Daji's eyes, and immediately flicked a finger, lightly knocking her on the forehead as she pretended to scold:
"Stop thinking nonsense! Your Grandmaster has no heart for the Primordial's disputes, and never interferes in the Karma within the realm.
That your various martial uncles and I can have what we have today is indeed thanks to his guidance from the shadows,