Li Yuan was somewhat bewildered as well. He had not expected his reputation to be so useful.
A Great Luo of the Witch Race and a Quasi-Sage of the Demon Court were both mighty figures of the Primordial World.
Yet they had agreed so easily.
Baize stepped forward and said softly.
"A martial match for marriage is indeed a good idea. Building arenas will also convince both the Witch and Demon sides."
Hou Yi clearly had not thought as much about it. He found thinking difficult and simply clasped his fists.
"Whatever you say, little friend, we will do. The Witch Race does not have as many schemes as the Demon Race. Hmph."
As he spoke, Hou Yi folded his arms and rolled his eyes at Baize.
Clearly, he still held deep prejudice against the Demon Court.
Noticing the tension between the Witch and Demon sides,
Li Yuan's lips curved slightly as he suddenly refined the martial match for marriage plan further in his mind.
"It seems the Witch and Demon sides are still unconvinced. How can I make both sides accept the outcome while avoiding casualties?"
After quickly perfecting the martial match for marriage plan, he wrote it into his Diary.
The purpose of the plan was to dissolve the conflict between the Witch and Demon races. The plan would be called the Martial Match for Marriage: build enough arenas and let the Witch and Demon sides fight it out.
Laozi nodded slightly, increasingly feeling that his disciple was remarkably clever.
"As long as they are properly supervised, neither side will suffer casualties, and their relations naturally will not be harmed."
It was not impossible that the Demon Court was more scheming.
But they would surely acknowledge the outcome of a proper arena match.
Moreover, the organizers were direct disciples of Saints. Offending them would bring no benefit.
They could establish Eight Great Arenas, divided into Earth Immortal, Celestial Immortal, True Immortal, Mystic Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, Great Luo Golden Immortal, and Quasi-Sage arenas.
If the earlier Diary had merely been the rough outline of a plan,
then the current Diary directly addressed the heart of the conflict between the Witch and Demon sides.
Why was there conflict between the Witch and Demon races? Simply because both wanted to contend for supremacy over the Primordial World.
Why had the conflict gradually deepened? Because every great battle caused casualties.
Both sides surely believed they shared a blood-deep enmity and could not let go of the hatred in their hearts.
But the Eight Great Arenas would ensure that the Witch and Demon races no longer suffered casualties.
With everyone accepting the results, whoever refused to do so would lose face for their own side.
Neither the Demon Emperor Dijun nor the Ancestral Witch Dijiang could afford such humiliation.
At the same time, eight different rankings could be established for the Eight Great Arenas. Based on consecutive victories, they would quickly reveal promising talents among the Human Race, Witch Race, and Demon Race, and could later expand to other races.
Laozi's eyes immediately lit up. He clapped his hands with a smile and nodded slightly.
"Good, good, good! Wonderful, truly wonderful! With the rankings, living beings of the Three Races will be motivated to cultivate diligently and compete for better positions."
"The Witch and Demon races already compete with each other. The rankings would also bring glory to both races, so they would certainly give it their all to climb them. Yuan'er, this idea is marvelous."
Li Yuan frowned slightly, pondering the most important part of the plan.
"The only problem is that the arenas need a sufficiently powerful existence to guard them. The most suitable candidate seems to be Master."
"I can return later and ask Master to take action. If that fails, I can ask Second Martial Uncle or Third Martial Uncle instead."
Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed beside Li Yuan's ear.
"Senior Brother Li, we're here."
Turning around, Li Yuan saw the face of an immortal maiden appear before his eyes. Her autumn-water eyes were like cut pupils, her brows like dark mountains, and her delicate features possessed the sacred purity of a white lotus, exquisitely beautiful and unworldly.
He also greeted him with a delighted smile.
"So it's Junior Brother Cihang. You've grown from that young lad into such a graceful young lady."
At those words, Cihang revealed a helpless smile. He casually tucked a lock of hair behind his ear and said softly.
"What are you talking about, Senior Brother? I'm a man."
Li Yuan casually waved his hand. "No one cares."
Then his gaze swept across the junior brothers and sisters before him.
"Ju Liusun, Puxian, Wenshu, Zhao Gongming, Qiongxiao, Bixiao, Yunxiao—these are the seven dragonfly referees."
He waved at Xuandu in the distance and said with a smile.
"Senior Brother, come join us. I'm preparing to establish the Eight Great Arenas, but the arenas need referees to oversee them. I hope all my fellow disciples..."
A moment later, Li Yuan explained his plan.
Xuandu's eyes immediately lit up, and he nodded slightly.
"Junior Brother's idea is truly excellent. Let us proceed as Junior Brother says."
Baize also came forward and said with a smile.
"This daoist has some knowledge of the Formation Dao and can assist you, little friend, in building the arenas."
The words Formation Dao instantly energized Duobao, who immediately raised his hand.
"This daoist can assist Senior Baize in setting up the formations."
Duobao was Tongtian's disciple, and Tongtian was the foremost authority of the Primordial World's Formation Dao.
Naturally, he would not cause trouble.
Besides, with Baize's intelligence, he would not miss this chance to grow closer to disciples of the Three Teachings.
Baize glanced at Hou Yi again and said sarcastically.
"I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Hou Yi to stand aside and watch."
Hou Yi immediately turned red with anger, his face flushing. Baize was clearly mocking him for only watching without contributing.
"The Witch Race can provide the heavenly materials and earthly treasures needed to build the arenas."
There was no helping it. The Witch Race had no primordial spirits, so most heavenly materials and earthly treasures were useless to them.
Over the years, they had accumulated quite a bit of wealth. Keeping it was just keeping it.
They could give up heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but they absolutely could not lose the Witch Race's face before the Demon Court!
Li Yuan said cheerfully.
"In that case, this daoist will return and ask for Master's and my two Martial Uncles' opinions."
With that, he returned to Kunlun Mountain at top speed and arrived before the Eight Scenery Palace.
"Disciple Li Yuan requests an audience with Master and my two Martial Uncles."
Boom—!!!
The gates of the Eight Scenery Palace opened. The moment Li Yuan stepped inside, Laozi spoke with a smile.
"Yuan'er, your plan is already known to me. There is no need to say more."
"It is nothing more than the Eight Great Arenas lacking Saints to oversee them. You fear that Quasi-Sages, Great Luos, and the like might become heated and cause some mishap."
Li Yuan stared in stunned silence, completely frozen in embarrassment.
"Has Master's Dao of deduction reached such a terrifying level?"
Laozi said with a chuckle.
"I have merely improved a little. What do Second Brother and Third Brother think?"
Yuanshi said, "There is naturally no objection. Observing battles between the Witch and Demon races can also bring Saints a different kind of insight. Very good."
Tongtian shouted with excessive excitement.
"Watching others fight? This daoist likes that sort of thing best."
Li Yuan looked at his Third Martial Uncle in astonishment and thought to himself.
"With Third Martial Uncle's character, without me, the Interception Sect would fall apart."
"Still, I did not expect this matter to progress so smoothly."
He respectfully bowed to the Three Pure Ones.
"Then I must trouble Master and my two Martial Uncles to take turns guarding the Eight Great Arenas for a thousand years, rotating every thousand years."
The Three Pure Ones all nodded slightly. "Agreed."
Li Yuan quickly left Kunlun Mountain again. Upon returning to the Human Race, he saw that the Eight Great Arenas had already been completed.
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