"Elder Brother, after hearing this, aren't you angry?"
Yuanshi demanded unwillingly.
Was this really his own elder brother?
"Calm down."
Laozi cast a peaceful glance at the furious Yuanshi.
Angry? What was there to be angry about?
It was merely letting him experience what his third brother Tongtian had felt.
Besides, the deed was done. Even if they went to settle accounts with the Two Saints of the West, what could they do?
Randeng and Puxian had both joined the Western Teachings willingly. Could they really expect them to change their minds and return to the Interpretation Sect?
The alternative was to kill them and purge the traitors.
But doing so would accomplish nothing and bring no benefit to the Interpretation Sect.
Instead, it would deepen the conflict between the Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints of the West.
Yuanshi looked at his contemplative elder brother, feeling extremely stifled.
Laozi, meanwhile, was pondering whether there was anything he could make use of in this matter.
He had previously been thinking about how to send Daoist Duobao into the Western Teachings. It would be even better if he could become the leader of the Western Teachings.
But he had never found an opportunity.
Now that Randeng and the others had entered Spirit Mountain, could this help his plans?
After thinking it over, Laozi felt that maintaining relatively amicable relations with the Two Saints of the West for now was better than having both sides fall out completely.
An initial victory did not count as a true victory. Only the final winner would be the victor.
Laozi was planning for the future.
Once he had made up his mind, Laozi looked at the restless Yuanshi and said solemnly,
"Don't concern yourself with this matter anymore. Just pretend nothing happened.
I'll handle