Upon hearing Devayani’s anguished words, the sage Kavya, her father, sought to summon Kacha by mantra. Unaware that Kacha was not outside but had been swallowed and was now within his own belly, Kavya called out for him, troubled by his daughter’s sorrow. He addressed Devayani, saying, “Kacha, son of Brihaspati, has gone to the realm of the dead. Though revived by knowledge, he is killed again and again—what should we do?” Seeing her grief, Kavya tried to comfort her: “Do not grieve so, Devayani. No mortal like you grieves thus, for you are cherished by Brahma, the Brahmins, Indra, the Vasus, and the Ashvins. Even the enemies of the gods and all the world bow before you in respect. But that twice-born one cannot be revived; though restored to life, he is killed again.” Devayani’s sorrow remained deep. She lamented, “Angiras, the eldest, is his great-grandfather, and Brihaspati, the treasure of austerity, is his father. How could I not grieve or weep for the son or even the grandson of such a sage? He is a celibate, rich in austerity, ever diligent and skilled in his duties. I will follow the path of Kacha and will not eat, for Kacha, handsome and dear to me, is gone, father.” She wondered aloud what sin, even the slaying of a Brahmin, would not burn Indra. Urged by Devayani’s devotion, Kavya, the great sage, summoned Kacha once more, this time with fierce intent. Kacha, wise and powerful, and fearful of his teacher, responded slowly from within the belly when called by the power of knowledge. He spoke, “Be gracious, O venerable one, I am Kacha. I salute you; may you regard me as you would a beloved son.” Kavya, astonished, asked, “By what means have you come here, and why do you dwell in my belly? Speak, O Brahmin! For at this very moment, having destroyed the Asuras, I am going to the gods.” Kacha explained, “By your grace, memory does not abandon me; I remember everything as it happened. Otherwise, my austerities would be diminished, and so I endure this terrible suffering. By the Asuras, I was given to you in the drink of the gods, having been killed, burned, and ground, O Kavya. The Brahmin’s magic and the Asura’s magic, how could they surpass you while you remain?” Kavya then asked, “What favor shall I do for you today, my child? By my death, Kacha would live; but in no other way than by splitting my belly would Kacha, who is within me, be seen by Devayani. Two griefs, like fires, would consume me: the loss of Kacha and your own destruction. If Kacha perishes, I have no happiness; if you are harmed, I cannot live.” He continued, “You are accomplished, O son of Brihaspati, since Devayani, devoted, seeks you. Obtain this knowledge that gives life; otherwise, today you will become Indra in Kacha’s form. No one else, once alive, has ever returned from my belly except a Brahmin; therefore, obtain this knowledge. Having become my son, honor me as one who is honored; after emerging from my body, observe proper conduct, and, having obtained knowledge from your teacher, be learned.” Thus instructed, Kacha, having acquired the knowledge from his teacher, split open the belly and emerged. Handsome Kacha appeared from the sage’s body like the full moon at the end of the bright fortnight. Seeing him fallen, a mass of Brahmanic energy, Kacha revived the dead and, having attained perfected knowledge, saluted his teacher and spoke: “He who pours the nectar of knowledge into the ears of one ignorant, as you, noble one, have done, I regard as both father and mother; to such a one, knowing his deed, one should never act with hostility. He who gives the supreme truth, the best of treasures, is the treasure among treasures for those who have gained knowledge; those who do not honor the venerable teacher, they go to worlds of sinners, unstable and without foundation.” Kavya, recalling the deception involved in drinking wine and the terrible loss of consciousness, saw Kacha restored, who had been swallowed due to intoxication. Rising in anger, the great-souled Kavya, wishing to act against the Brahmin, became enraged at the drinking of wine and declared, “Any Brahmin from today onward who, out of delusion and dullness of mind, drinks liquor here, having abandoned righteousness and Brahmanhood, will be condemned in this world and by others. I have established this boundary of Brahmin duty for all the worlds; let virtuous Brahmins, attentive to their teachers, and all the gods and beings listen to it.” Having spoken thus, Kavya, the unfathomable treasure of ascetics, summoned the Danavas whose minds were bewildered by the gods and addressed them: “I declare to you, O Danavas, you are childish; the accomplished Kacha will remain with me. Having obtained the Sanjivani knowledge, that great-souled Brahmin, equal in brilliance and become Brahman, will stay. Kacha performed the difficult deed for the sake of the gods; his fame will not fade with age, and he will be worthy of sacrifice.” With these words, the descendant of Bhrigu ceased speaking, and the Danavas, struck with wonder, returned to their own abode. Kacha, after dwelling with his teacher for a hundred years, received permission and sought to depart for the abode of the gods. As Kacha prepared to leave, Devayani spoke to him: “Grandson of the sage Angiras, you shine by conduct, lineage, knowledge, austerity, and self-restraint. Just as Angiras, my father’s father, is honored and renowned, so too is my father, Brihaspati, esteemed and worthy of worship. Knowing this, understand what I say, O ascetic; as I have acted toward you, steadfast in vows and discipline. You, accomplished in learning, ought to accept me, your devoted one; take my hand in proper form, with mantra as prescribed. Just as your father is honored and revered by you, so you, flawless one, are even more worthy of worship by me.” Kacha replied, “You are dearer than life itself to the great-souled descendant of Bhrigu; as my teacher’s daughter, you are always worthy of reverence from me according to righteousness. Just as my teacher, Shukra, your father, is always honored by me, so, Devayani, you too; you should not speak to me in this way. You are the daughter of my teacher, and I am the son of your father’s student; therefore, you are worthy of honor and respect from me, O best of the twice-born.” Thus, honoring the sacred relationship between teacher and student, Kacha took leave, his heart steadfast in duty and reverence.