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[A profound and mysterious secret, imperceptible even to celestial beings, floats in the sky above the Celestial Master's Mansion.]

The old Taoist priest was following the usual procedure.

First, go to the ancestral hall to offer incense and pay respects to our ancestors and the mastermind who killed us.

Then go to his eldest disciple, Yu Shou, and see how weak his body has become.

Finally, go to the second disciple, Yu Xu, and light three incense sticks to wake him up and let him get some fresh air.

[A sudden and profound mystery.]

For a moment, the old Taoist priest even thought he was imagining things.

[Blazing lightning filled his pupils, arcs of electricity tearing at his eyes.]

[Breaking down the barriers of latitude, witnessing a confrontation above the sublime, a confrontation that even they found terrifying.]

["Are the Taoist school and the Confucian school going to war?"]

"Is that the Holy Sect's patriarch? Is he here to join the fun too?"

"The Daoist Ancestor's profound secrets have surfaced in the mortal realm, leading to a three-way standoff. What upheaval is occurring in the human world?"

The old Taoist priest murmured, holding the Thunder Seal in his hand.

The magnificent and awe-inspiring authority of divine retribution and punishment has materialized.

【boom!】

The main gate of the ancestral hall was suddenly flung open.

The ancestral tablets surrounding the murderer were now all staring intently at the old Taoist priest.

That piercing gaze made him feel as if he were being pricked by thorns.

[Looking back with a bewildered and confused expression.]

Cang Gu smiled helplessly: "Why are you glaring at me? It's not my fault..."

The old Taoist priest stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.

He blinked his eyes, which were blazing with lightning, and pointed a finger at himself.

【Boom! 】

On the long table, the ancestral tablets all moved in unison, confirming his guess.

The old Taoist priest's eyes widened, and his mouth slowly opened wide.

He certainly didn't do anything wrong, but whether his precious disciple who locked the gate had caused trouble outside is another matter entirely.

The old Taoist priest's thoughts raced.

The mysteries of Taoism have surfaced in the mortal realm, leading to a three-way confrontation with Confucian sages and the founding patriarch of the Holy Sect.

[There must have been a cataclysmic change in the human world.]

[This was enough to draw the attention of all three of them.]

Our ancestors, residing high in the heavens, were clearly more aware of what was happening up there.

Now they were all staring at him.

[Clearly, they weren't observing the Dao Ancestor's mysteries.]

Instead, it's in...

[He's being called out!]

The old Taoist priest was filled with all sorts of guesses, analyses, deductions, and divinations, almost to the point of generating brilliant insights.

[Considering that you previously transferred the rebellious destinies of the Celestial Master's Mansion and the Holy Sect.]

[I've detected signs of destruction as you teeter on the edge of a precipice.]

He has prepared for the worst.

The result was unexpected.

[The worst-case scenario, in the old Taoist's opinion, has no upper limit.]

Now you've even provoked a confrontation between those three beings.

【Yujing, Yujing, what on earth are you doing?!】

[The old Taoist priest roared inwardly in helplessness.]

[At the same time, the thought process has been clarified.]

The Celestial Master's Mansion and the Holy Sect are closely intertwined with you.

As for Confucianism.

He recalled your previous act of erecting a monument, leaving behind words of wisdom, and establishing rules in Qingzhou.

[It has earned the favor of sages and worthies.]

[During this time, I occasionally remarked that you weren't lying to him after all; you possess extraordinary talent, but you're a late bloomer.]

The signs are already beginning to emerge.

[The old Taoist priest quickly located your trail.]

[Huaizhou, Bailu Mountain.]

After confirming your location, his last shred of hope vanished, and he closed his eyes in utter despair.

The lightning in his eyes subsided, and he withdrew his power of thunder.

He spread his hands.

[Just give up.]

[He seemed to be at the mercy of his ancestors.]

The way he looked at you was strangely similar.

The old Taoist waited a moment, but did not feel any 'care' descending from heaven from his ancestors.

[She quietly opened her eyes a crack.]

The ancestral tablets stood silently, all staring at him.

But it doesn't feel like they're cleaning house?

[Even revealing the appearance of someone praising them?]

No, Yu Jing has drawn the attention of those three, causing them to look down upon the mortal realm, where they are now facing off.

[Did the ancestors of the Celestial Master's Mansion also praise this highly?]

[They really just love watching the drama unfold, thinking that if the sky falls, the Dao Ancestor will hold it up?]

The old Taoist priest, while inwardly grumbling, gradually discerned some of the truth.

[A tentative opening.]

[What did Yu Jing do to the Confucianists that angered that person?]

"And then the Dao Ancestor and the Holy Sect Ancestor stepped in to protect them?"

The ancestral tablets hesitated for a moment, then thumped, essentially confirming his guess.

[The beginning was correct, the process was incorrect, but the conclusion was correct.]

You have indeed done things that have shaken the foundations of Confucianism.

[But what the sages were addressing was the unpredictable nature of Han Si, a scholar in the mortal world.]

[The Taoist Ancestor and the Holy Sect's Founding Master.]

[This is to obstruct the sages and saints.]

Ultimately, this allowed you to escape unscathed.

"Hahahaha..."

The arrogant laughter startled even the ancestral tablets.

[He actually jumped up.]

The old Taoist priest, his black robes billowing wildly, possessed a weathered yet heroic air, his eyes revealing an aura of domineering arrogance that surveyed the world.

[A wild, triumphant laugh, arms outstretched.]

"Good, as expected of Zhang Bingcheng's disciple."

"Among all masters in heaven and earth, I am the only one who reigns supreme."

"Even a disciple can shake Confucianism and draw the attention of sages."

"The Celestial Master's Mansion..."

"Why worry about not prospering!"

[Faced with the old Taoist's extremely arrogant remarks.]

Our ancestors have fallen silent.

[Even the lingering influence of the Daoist ancestor's profound mysteries has not yet completely dissipated.]

They all looked down at the old Taoist priest.

[In the distance, at a sublime latitude.]

A sigh was heard, followed by a light chuckle, as if someone was just joining in the fun.

Then that laughter made me think of something.

Suddenly, it didn't seem funny anymore.

[Three supreme beings are locked in a standoff.]

[With just a glance, a profound mystery was revealed, causing the rules of the mortal realm to tremble and rage.]

[The rules governing the tripartite balance of power between the Human and Imperial Emperors.]

They worked diligently and tirelessly to suppress the unrest and maintain order.

[Until the standoff between the three ended.]

[Then it gradually subsided.]

Not far from Bailu Mountain, the scene after the rain is filled with a fresh and elegant charm.

[Defying fate, thick, dark clouds, murky black rain, subverting the laws of thunder...]

[After those three appeared.]

You should just obediently put it away.

Seeing that the dust had settled, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

[I never imagined that my words, intended to enlighten Han Si, a Confucian student, would cause such a commotion.]

You look at Han Si, who is still reeling from the shock of the sage's intention to kill him.

[It's all this guy's fault. Fine, he'll figure it out if he wants to.]

What nonsense are you spouting?

Alright, now it's time to get on the list of sages.

Han Si noticed your gaze.

[With lingering fear, he asked, "Teacher...did that person...let me go?"]

Your gaze is subtle.

[This guy's way of addressing you has smoothly changed from "Sir" to "Teacher."]

[They are clearly seeking refuge.]

[For those who can shake the Confucian monopoly and forge their own unique path.]

Of course you should try to win them over.

[A calm and serene voice, with a lingering tone.]

"Well, luckily I have some influence with the Dao Ancestor, the Holy Sect Ancestor, and all the other ancestors."

"For now, I'll take the blame for you."