On the Dragon-Slaying Platform, I was executed and became Yang Jian's brother-in-law.

boom!

The image on the water mirror suddenly changed, no longer displaying the colors of memory, but instead transforming into a psychedelic and premonitory purple-gold.

However, just as the scene was about to appear, the reaction of the immortals in the Three Realms was not as convincing and supportive as Laozi had expected.

The Heavenly Court, the Lingxiao Palace.

Seeing Laozi's attitude of "I don't believe it, there must be something fishy, ​​I'm going to keep investigating," many of the gods showed strange expressions.

"Is Laozi a little... you know?"

One of the wandering immortals lowered his voice and gestured to his companion beside him, "If they can't find it in the Book of Life and Death, then it doesn't exist. To insist that a powerful being is covering it up is just typical paranoia, isn't it?"

"Shh! Watch your mouth!" His companion was startled and quickly covered his mouth, but his eyes also showed a hint of agreement. "But to be honest, I also think Lao Jun made a bit of a fuss this time."

"Yes, Su Bai's previous life was Yinglong, who helped the Yellow Emperor slay Chiyou and helped Yu the Great control the floods. He was a true hero of the human race and made great contributions to the Heavenly Court!"

"Such a loyal and righteous dragon, with outstanding achievements, is about to be stripped bare just because Laozi uttered a single word of 'suspicion'? They can't find out the truth now, so they want to investigate the future?"

"Isn't this just too much?"

Many deities felt a chill of sorrow, as if the rabbit had died and the fox had perished.

Those immortals, especially those of humble origins who rose to the ranks through hard work, felt this deeply. So, in the eyes of the sages, anyone whose origins weren't "clean," anyone with even a hint of "suspicion," could be trampled upon at will?

"Merit should be rewarded? I think it should all be punished!"

Nezha rolled his eyes without any politeness and muttered under his breath, "If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a reason. This old man is very wicked. I think Su Bai's insults are absolutely right."

In the Western Paradise.

When the Buddha saw Laozi's "frustrated" attempt to predict the future reflected in the water mirror, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha! Excellent, excellent!"

Buddha laughed so hard he almost fell over, nearly dropping his prayer beads. "Laojun, Laojun, you've finally met your match?"

"This humble monk was initially worried that you would take this opportunity to reorganize the Heavenly Court, but I never expected you to have lost your mind and actually start a 'literary inquisition' in the Lingxiao Palace?"

"Are you saying the people of Heaven aren't losing their hearts fast enough?!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and nodded, saying, "What the World Honored One said is absolutely right. Su Bai had performed great deeds in his previous life, yet Laozi is still holding onto them. This has undoubtedly chilled the hearts of all the gods. Especially those former members of the Jie Sect, their hatred for Laozi must have reached its peak at this moment."

"Not only that."

A glint of wisdom flashed in Tathagata's eyes. "The more Laozi targets Su Bai, the more he pushes Su Bai toward my Buddhist sect. If Su Bai truly has a karmic connection with my Buddhist sect in the future..."

"Wouldn't that be heaven helping me?"

The Buddha was overjoyed as he looked at the future scene unfolding in the picture.

"Go ahead and deduce, go ahead and deduce as much as you want."

The Buddha smiled as he looked at the water mirror, thinking to himself:

"I hope they find out that this Su Bai is the future Buddha of my Buddhist sect, then you old bastard will be furious!"

"If even the Heavenly Court is abolished, then the rise of the West will be just around the corner!"

In the Netherworld, the purple-gold light above the Book of Life and Death shone even brighter, like a star about to give birth to a new world.

Lao Tzu stood in the light, one hand behind his back and the other stroking his long beard, his expression filled with confidence and composure in control of everything.

"Everyone, watch carefully."

Laozi's voice resounded throughout the Three Realms, exuding an unquestionable authority: "This is a 'future prediction' jointly derived by this humble Taoist and the Book of Life and Death. Although the ways of Heaven are unpredictable, and the future holds countless possibilities, this prediction may not be the predetermined ending, but..."

Lao Jun paused, his gaze sweeping sharply over Su Bai, and sneered, "But the essence remains the same! As long as I can grasp a single thread in the long river of cause and effect in the future, I can follow the clues and expose the true face hidden behind you, you wicked creature! I can uncover the irrefutable evidence of the West's disruption of my Xuanmen!"

"The future does not lie!"

As Laozi finished speaking, the huge light screen that was suspended in mid-air finally stopped trembling, and the picture gradually became clear.

All the gods, Buddhas, and demons in the three realms held their breath and stared wide-eyed.

Everyone wants to know what kind of great demon Su Bai, who has baffled even the Sages and thrown the Heavenly Court into chaos, will become in the future Journey to the West tribulation. Will he devour Tang Sanzang's flesh? Or trample Mount Ling underfoot? Or perhaps wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace once again?

however.

The moment the image froze completely, the entire primordial world fell into a state of stillness more terrifying than deathly silence.

The scene depicts neither a battlefield of corpses nor a sinister, terrifying cave.

Instead, it was a secluded paradise shrouded in mist and where cranes soared freely. The spiritual energy there was so rich it was almost liquid, with exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, and an ancient and majestic Taoist palace looming in the distance.

Su Bai was nowhere to be seen.

In the center of the picture, there is only a little girl in red, who looks no more than three or four years old and has a delicate, sculpted appearance. She has two pigtails sticking up in the air and is holding a banana leaf fan that is taller than her. She is running and stumbling through the flower bushes with her short legs.

As it ran, it let out a cute, childlike cry that could melt anyone's heart:

"Daddy! Daddy, hug me!"

That cry of "Father!" was clear and melodious, piercing through the water mirror like a wind chime, echoing in the gloomy and terrifying underworld, and echoing in the murderous Lingxiao Palace.

Then, the scene changes.

An elderly Taoist priest, dressed in a dark yellow robe with the Eight Trigrams symbol, holding a whisk, and with a full head of silver hair but still vigorous, walked out of the Taoist temple with a doting expression. He bent down, picked up the little girl, and rubbed his beard against her face, making her giggle.

"Oh dear, my sweet daughter, slow down, don't fall."

The old Taoist priest's face was crystal clear.

The old Taoist priest's voice was extremely familiar.

That black and yellow Bagua robe was unique in the entire prehistoric world, with no other similar garment.

It was none other than—Laozi himself!

boom--!!!

At this moment, no words are needed to describe it. The entire Three Realms, whether it be the Heavenly Court or the Underworld, whether it be the Western Paradise or the Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas, instantly exploded as if ten thousand thunderbolts had been thrown into the palm of one's hand!

The jaws of all the gods dropped to the ground, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

"Holy...holy shit?!"

In the Lingxiao Palace, Nezha's Qiankun Ring fell to the ground with a "bang," making a dent in the floor. However, he didn't react at all, but just pointed at the water mirror, his mouth wide open enough to fit a peach.

"Father...Father?!"

"Did I hear that right? That little girl called Laozi 'Father'?!"

"Laojun...has a daughter?!"

Even the Jade Emperor, who had been watching the show from his throne, spat out a mouthful of fine wine, completely dumbfounded and unable to wipe the stains off his robes.

"This...this is a projection of the future?"

The Jade Emperor was dumbfounded. "Laojun is so old, yet... he can still have children?"

"That's not right! Laozi cultivates the Supreme Dao of Forgetfulness! It's about tranquility and inaction, severing ties with the mortal world! Where would he get a Daoist partner? Where would he get a daughter?!"

"An illegitimate child! Definitely an illegitimate child!"

One fearless rogue immortal, his face flushed with excitement, whispered to his fellow Daoist beside him, "No wonder Laozi always stays in the Tushita Palace refining elixirs and never goes out; turns out he's at home taking care of the kids?!"

"Breaking news! This is an earth-shattering piece of news! It's even more explosive than the fact that Su Bai is the reincarnation of a powerful being!"

……

In the underworld, before the Hall of Yama.

Laozi, the person directly involved, was completely stunned at that moment.

His hand, which had been stroking his beard, froze in mid-air, oblivious to the fact that he had accidentally torn off several of his prized long eyebrows. He stared blankly at the image on the screen of himself holding a baby girl, smiling with a kind (lewd) expression, his head buzzing.

Who am I? Where am I? What is this?

Is this the future I predicted?

When did I ever have a daughter? I have cultivated for countless eons, and I have barely even touched the hand of a female immortal. Did this daughter spring from a crack in a rock?!

"No...that's not right..."

Lao Jun's lips twitched wildly, and he felt a surge of hot blood rushing to the top of his head. His indifferent face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, turned a deep liver color.

He turned his head sharply and looked to his side.

King Qin Guang had his head bowed low and his shoulders were shaking violently, clearly trying his best to suppress his laughter.

Even the usually dignified Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had a strange expression on his face at this moment, and exchanged a very interesting glance with Yama, the King of Hell, next to him.

"Cough cough..."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva coughed lightly and muttered to himself, "Amitabha, I didn't expect that although Laozi cultivates the supreme state of detachment, he is actually quite humane in private."

"Yes, yes," King Qin Guang echoed softly, a "I understand" look on his face. "Even sages are human, it's normal for them to have a son or daughter... I just wonder who the mother of this child is? Someone who can catch Laozi's eye must be no ordinary female immortal, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Laozi finally couldn't hold back any longer, and his roar shook the entire underworld.

He pointed angrily at the light screen, his mustache bristling from the blows: "This...this is a deduction! A deduction, don't you understand?!"

"As I just said, the future holds billions of possibilities! This is merely one extremely slim, even absurd, possibility!"

"This is fake! It's an illusion! It's a demon in my heart!!"

Laozi was frantic, desperately trying to explain. He was no joke; as the chief disciple of the Daoist Ancestor and the leader of the Human Sect, if he were branded with the title of "illegitimate daughter," what would become of his reputation in his later years? How would the beings of the Three Realms view him afterward?

However, faced with Laozi's roaring defense...

King Qin Guang and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva exchanged a knowing glance, then nodded in unison and said:

"Yes, yes, Laozi is right."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a deduction, it's a possibility, we all believe it, we really believe it."

He said he believed it, but his eyes clearly said something else entirely:

Explanation is just a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth. Stop pretending, everyone knows.

"You...you all..."

Lao Jun was so angry at the two men's perfunctory attitude that he felt a tightness in his chest and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

When has he, a sage and benevolent man, ever suffered such injustice?

This isn't deducing evidence of Su Bai's crimes; it's clearly broadcasting his "socially humiliating" moment live!

At this moment, after the initial shock, the immortals of the Three Realms began to let their imaginations run wild.

"Hey, what do you guys say..."

In Heaven, the Barefoot Immortal, rubbing his large belly, asked with a curious expression, "Laojun devised this divination to investigate Su Bai's future. But Su Bai didn't appear in the scene; instead, Laojun's daughter appeared..."

What does this mean?

A quick-witted star official nearby suddenly lit up, slapped his thigh, and exclaimed, "I know!"

"Could it be... that Su Bai committed grave sins, and after dying in this life, he was cast into reincarnation by Laozi, only to be reborn as... Laozi's daughter?!"

After these words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, everyone gasped.

"hiss--"

"That's too ruthless!"

"Laojun, in order to get revenge on Su Bai, directly made him his daughter? This... what kind of twisted sense of humor is this?"

"But you know what, Su Bai is so handsome, if he were a girl, he'd definitely be a beauty! The girl in that picture does look a bit like Su Bai in her features!"

"Case solved! That's definitely it!"

The immortals thought about it more and more and found it reasonable, and even began to imagine a melodramatic story of "a domineering saint falling in love with (crossed out) imprisoning a reincarnated demon dragon".