He's Slandering Me-I'll Sue Him for Slander!

When Laozi left, he naturally did not forget to leave behind a clone to continue checking the diary.

The main reason was that he had become somewhat addicted to reading it.

He glanced over the diary's contents and recalled Li Yuan's earlier prejudice against the Western Sect, finding it rather amusing.

"In the future, I should also keep a closer eye on Jie Yin and Zhun Ti. Those two are no saints either."

"Yuan'er seemed to say that, for the sake of the Western Sect's interests, the Two Saints of the West caused trouble all over the Primordial World."

After the tribulation, as the Three Teachings declined and the Western Sect rose to glory, Junior Brother Duobao transformed into Hu and became a Buddha, entering the Western Sect to establish the Buddhist Sect. That could be called quite a feat.

When Laozi saw this passage, he felt utterly miserable.

Laozi frowned deeply, muttering to himself.

"The Three Teachings decline? The Three Teachings are flourishing and growing stronger now. How could they possibly decline so easily?"

He keenly caught the important information in the diary and thought to himself.

"Tribulation... tribulation... Could this tribulation have an enormous impact on the Three Teachings?"

"Could the Interception Sect's destruction and the Exposition Sect's junior martial nephews having their Three Flowers severed all be consequences of this tribulation?"

Originally, Laozi had still regarded the tribulation with an attitude of having nothing to do with him.

But upon seeing the connection between the tribulation and the Three Teachings, he immediately became vigilant.

Recalling the earlier contents of the diary, he even felt a sense of urgency.

"Making junior martial nephew Duobao transform into Hu, become a Buddha, and enter the Western Sect... Heh, that sounds exactly like something Jie Yin and Zhun Ti would do."

"This daoist and my two younger brothers would never do something so absurd. If this daoist calculates who did it, I will certainly deal with them in advance."

"The Interception Sect shatters, Duobao stands alone and helpless, and the Two Saints of the West use that as an excuse to win him over into the Western Sect and establish the Buddhist Sect. What a pleasant tale."

In only a few moments, Laozi had pieced together a colossal conspiracy surrounding the tribulation from Li Yuan's diary.

"Forget it. Staring at this now likely won't reveal anything. I only need to be a little more careful."

With that, he temporarily turned all his attention to the Eight Great Arenas.

After all, this was an important measure for resolving the conflict between the Wu and Demon races. There could not be the slightest carelessness.

Most importantly, if the Eight Great Arenas could be successfully held—

The Three Teachings would also benefit from them.

Of course, Laozi was certainly not interested in those benefits. It was simply that those advantages could allow the Three Teachings to develop rapidly.

Li Yuan had just finished writing in his diary when the system's voice echoed in his mind.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for writing a diary continuously for ten thousand years. You have received a System Critical Strike Reward!

Ding! Congratulations to the host for receiving the system reward: Source of Three Lights Divine Water!

A delighted smile appeared on Li Yuan's face. Another guaranteed reward.

He had not expected that, without realizing it, he had already persisted in writing his diary for a full ten thousand years.

"Three Lights Divine Water... During the Journey to the West Tribulation, after the Ginseng Fruit Tree fell, it was revived with Three Lights Divine Water."

Three Lights Divine Water: Once the golden Sunlight Divine Water, silver Moonlight Divine Water, and purple Starlight Divine Water were combined into one, they became the foremost healing sacred medicine. It could cure all poisons and counter every poison said to be beyond remedy!

Li Yuan had just arrived at the Human Ancestral Hall when he looked up and saw two bald men smiling broadly.

"Greetings, Master, Martial Uncles, and the two Saints."

The Western Sect had been established by Jie Yin and Zhun Ti after leaving the Mysterious Gate.

Thus, they were not part of the Mysterious Gate. Naturally, Li Yuan did not need to address the Two Saints of the West as Martial Uncles.

With a flick of his sleeve, Yuanshi took out a Storage Ring and said with a smile.

"Nephew, your Martial Uncle has already refined the Replay Mirror. When the time comes, you may handle its sale."

Zhun Ti still wore a smile as he said cheerfully.

"Indeed. The reason this treasure could be refined so quickly was mainly because this poor monk lent a hand."

Hearing this, Li Yuan raised his brows slightly and thought in surprise.

Since when had the Two Saints of the West, who only cared about profit, become so kindhearted?

Zhun Ti continued talking without pause.

"Oh, right. The ten percent Fellow Daoist Yuanshi promised me earlier..."

Before he could finish, Yuanshi began coughing frantically and shooting him meaningful looks.

"Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough..."

"What are you talking about? Since when has this daoist ever failed to fulfill something I promised?"

"What this daoist promised you, you will certainly receive."

Jie Yin smiled and glanced toward Tongtian before speaking.

"Oh, right, Fellow Daoist. This poor monk also contributed to setting up the formation. The ten percent you promised this poor monk..."

Tongtian clearly did not want to discuss this in front of Li Yuan and hurriedly said.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you. You won't be shorted. If I even try to haggle over this, I'll stab myself to death with the Four Swords of Immortal Execution, all right?"

"You two have no fellow disciple affection at all. Your eyes are full of nothing but profit, aren't they?"

Zhun Ti softly replied in all seriousness.

"Ah, Fellow Daoist, what are you saying? This poor monk deeply misses the days when we studied at Purple Cloud Palace."

"After every lecture, Fellow Daoist Tongtian always had to find someone to fight. Though after attaining sainthood, he did change."

Li Yuan raised his brows. He had not expected his Third Martial Uncle to have such explosively embarrassing history.

Tongtian, meanwhile, shouted with a flushed face.

"Nephew, don't believe him! He's slandering me! I'll sue him for slander! He's slandering me!"

"If you keep telling this nonsense in front of the juniors, be careful or I'll stab you both to death with the Four Swords of Immortal Execution."

At those words, Zhun Ti merely snorted with a laugh.

"Heh heh. Looks like you still haven't changed. I understand you too well."

Tongtian immediately responded viciously.

"That's because before attaining sainthood, you were beaten up by this daoist too!"

Laozi coughed twice and sighed helplessly.

"This daoist thinks we should first discuss the matter of the Eight Great Arenas."

Yet just as he finished speaking, another Saint's pressure suddenly descended.

"Three senior brothers, two Fellow Daoists, you are tinkering with something new here. Why didn't you think to invite me?"

Nuwa entered the Ancestral Hall with a smile on her face, dressed in a palace gown, and spoke softly.

"The Eight Great Arenas are, after all, a major matter concerning the Human Race. It is only reasonable for me to participate as well, isn't it?"

Tongtian rolled his eyes and replied.

"You didn't come earlier. We finished all the work before you showed up. Did you do that on purpose?"

The smile on Nuwa's face stiffened slightly.

"Did you notify me? When did you ever tell me? Thank goodness we have all attained sainthood and do not fight much anymore."

Yet Tongtian stubbornly craned his neck and retorted.

"So what if we're Saints? Who says Saints can't fight?"

After taking her seat, Nuwa could not be bothered to pay attention to Tongtian and directly asked Li Yuan.

"Nephew, when do you intend to open these Eight Great Arenas? This palace mistress is truly curious to see how spectacular they will be."

Li Yuan stared in astonishment after witnessing the Saints' farce, inwardly shocked.

So the Saints' idle chatter was no different from me bragging with my classmates during breaks in my previous life.

Nuwa's question jolted him awake. He came back to his senses and replied with a smile.

"Reporting to Fourth Martial Uncle, everything is ready. The opening may begin at once!"