Taiqing Laozi did not believe Primordial Heavenly Venerate in the slightest—not his words nor the evidence he had presented.
Instead, he insisted that all of this was that damned Tongtian secretly spreading rumors and slandering their master. The so-called evidence was nothing more than something Tongtian had fabricated out of thin air—utter nonsense and a pack of lies!
Primordial Heavenly Venerate had now been completely brainwashed by Ancestor Hongjun. He could no longer tell right from wrong and knew only how to blindly follow the Dao Ancestor, disregarding all other facts entirely.
Seeing Primordial Heavenly Venerate like this, Taiqing Laozi shook his head, sighed, and helplessly tried to persuade him again.
"Second Brother, that may be true, but there are no waves without wind... Tongtian's words do make some sense. I think we should go find our master and confront him face-to-face, asking him to clarify everything properly..."
"This matter probably isn't that simple..."
"Eldest Brother, trust me, you can't go wrong! That damned Tongtian is obviously spouting nothing but lies and inciting people. His words simply cannot be trusted!"
The more Primordial Heavenly Venerate spoke, the angrier and more agitated he became.
His face flushed red, and his voice trembled. He could not take in a single word of Taiqing Laozi's explanation. Rage had completely taken over his mind, leaving him unable to distinguish right from wrong.
He stubbornly insisted that this was all Tongtian's scheme, that it was Tongtian's fault, and he refused to accept any objections.
Taiqing Laozi: ...
Damn! So after all that I said, this guy hadn't listened to a single word?
He was just as stubborn and self-opinionated as ever!
Sigh, all that talking had been for nothing. Wasn't this basically playing music to a cow?
Thinking of this, Taiqing Laozi looked at Primordial