Punch. Another punch. And another. And the practice field is all but gone. Soldiers passed by whispering.

"Oh, man, he left nothing of the training field again..."

"We'll have to wait for them to fix it again. Be glad he didn't use you like these dummies."

But Nezha didn't care what they said. He calmly finished his training... maybe they were right. There were literally only splinters left of the dummies. Nezha huffed and turned around.

The morning workout and then the walk had long since become routine. Honestly, it was boring in Celestia. Ever since Sun Wukong had disappeared and messages from Princess Iron Fan had stopped coming in for some reason. It had hit a note of pride in Nezha. She, once one of his closest associates, had dropped everything for some stupid demon. And now she can't even send a single letter! Yes Nezha is the one doing favors here, reading and rereading her letters, as well as chronicling them in a separate shelf next to his bed. She should be grateful to him.

Nezha's train of thought ended when he realized that he had accelerated so much that he had flown beyond Celestia and was now in the air. Nezha blushed slightly but calmly walked back and came to his seat.

A silent and bright temple stood before him, a story of ancient and powerful magic. Nazha walked to the gate and closed his eyes, pressing his forehead and hand against the door...

Silence, and then... a child's laughter. quiet at first, as if a baby were playing in a cradle, and then louder, almost maniacal... and the thumping. like something banging against metal.

Nezha exhaled and opened his eyes. Even that small drop of samatha fire that lay in the map was bursting forth and showing its true power. Though... Maybe there's more than just fire sharpened in there... but part of the creator's soul.

Nezha's musings were interrupted by the presence of a stranger. Nezha immediately turned around, gripping his spear tighter, and looked around.

"Show yourself! And then I might think of mercy on you!"

Она сказала это с улыбкой на лице.