Laozi Appears to Intervene, Cursing the Sage's Double Standard

In the immeasurable, pure, and misty immortal light, that figure solidified completely.

A simple Daoist robe, white hair dangling shoulders, an indifferent gaze.

His aura merged with the Heavenly Dao, non-action and action, it was precisely the Grand Pure Sage Laozi!

He did not look at the billions of humans kneeling and trembling below. His gaze calmly fell upon Xuandu.

More accurately, it fell upon the three light orbs containing cultivation techniques that were being restrained.

"This cultivation technique should not appear in the world."

Laozi spoke, his voice plain, without the slightest hint of worldly affairs, yet his words followed the law.

Under this sentence, the three light orbs containing cultivation techniques emitted faint cracking sounds!

"Senior Uncle-Master!"

Seeing this, Xuandu's pupils contracted, and he spoke urgently.

The Hunyuan Power within him circulated wildly, attempting to break through that invisible Sage's Restraint!

However, the Sage's Might was vast as an abyss.

Even though he had attained Hunyuan, he was still like a mayfly shaking a tree, unable to break free in the slightest!

He could only watch as the three light orbs vanished.

"Why?"

Xuandu suddenly looked up, his gaze directly meeting Laozi's calm-as-an-old-well face, his voice carrying suppressed anger.

"This is a Human Race Exclusive Cultivation Technique, it can help our race become self-reliant and establish a foothold in the Great Wilderness!"

"Senior Uncle-Master, as a Sage, why do you obstruct the Path of Human Race's Rise?"

He understood Laozi's intention in his heart.

The Human Race's Fortune Fluctuation sensed at Shouyang Mountain was definitely related to him accepting billions of humans as disciples and inducing Jie Sect's Fortune Blessing.

And he had passed down the Human Race Exclusive Cultivation Technique, completely igniting the Human Race's Fire of Self-Improvement.

This fluctuation had probably reached its peak, finally alarming this Pure and Non-acting Senior Uncle-Master!

Laozi's gaze was indifferent as he swept over Xuandu, his voice remaining steady:

"The Human Race's Destiny is decreed by Heaven."

"The Witch-Demon Tribulation is the current great trend."

"If this method is passed on, it will cause the Human Race to be drawn into the tribulation conflict prematurely. It will be misfortune, not fortune."

Upon hearing this, Xuandu did not get angry but instead laughed.

He looked at Laozi, then looked up at Wa Huang Palace beyond the Thirty-three Heavens.

"Heaven's Decree? Fortune and Misfortune?"

"Well said, 'It's Heaven's Decree!' Well said, 'It will be misfortune, not fortune!'"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with undisguised sarcasm.

"Empress Nuwa created the Human Race, became Sage Through Merit, and enjoyed the Human Race's Fortune and Worship. Yet, she turned a deaf ear to the Human Race's Suffering, allowing them to be reduced to the Demon Race's Blood Food!"

"Senior Uncle-Master, you established the Human Sect and Borrowed the Human Race's Fortune to Achieve Sainthood, yet you were indifferent to the Human Race's Survival!"

"Now, I wish to Seize a Thread of Life for the Human Race and pass down a method for self-strengthening, and you personally come to stop me?"

Xuandu showed no regard for Laozi's reputation, and every word pierced the heart.

"When you Used Human Race to Become Sage, I didn't see you mention Heaven's Decree!"

"When the Human Race was about to be slaughtered by the Demon Race, I didn't see you mention Fortune and Misfortune!"

"But now, when I wish to help the Human Race achieve Self-Reliance, Heaven's Decree has arrived, and Fortune and Misfortune have also arrived!"

He stared intently at Laozi, anger and desolation intertwined in his eyes.

"Senior Uncle-Master, you and Empress Nuwa, how can you... be so hypocritical?!"

"Boom!"

As these words were spoken, it was like Nine Heavens' Thunderclap, resounding along the East Sea Coast, and even more so in the hearts of the countless Great Beings Secretly Watching This Place!

Daoist Duobao's teacup trembled slightly in his hand.

In Biyou Palace on Golden Ao Island, Sect Leader Tongtian's sword eyebrows slightly raised, a glint of unclear meaning flashing in his eyes.

In Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain, Primordial Heavenly Venerate let out a cold snort but did not speak.

In the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in the West, Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged glances, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

This Xuandu is truly Audacious to the Extreme!

He actually dared to question the Grand Pure Sage face-to-face, directly pointing out the Contradiction in Actions between him and Saintess Nuwa!

Below, the Myriad Human Race heard this and their hearts trembled greatly, leaving them Stood Dumbfounded.

The faces of the Three Ancestors, Suiren Shi, Youchao Shi, and Ziyi Shi, turned pale, and their bodies chilled.

The Holy Mother they worshipped, the Grand Pure Sage they revered, was... was like this?

Although Xuandu's words were sharp, they were all facts!

Why did the Holy Mother who created them not care about them?

Why did the Grand Pure Sage who established the religion to protect them also not care about them?

In the eyes of the Sages, were they truly just tools to achieve Sainthood?

Laozi's expression remained calm.

The Saint Heart was undisturbed, indestructible through all tribulations.

But a faint ripple flashed in his eyes.

He was not angered by Xuandu's questioning, merely looking at Xuandu indifferently as he slowly said:

"The Dao of a Sage is beyond your comprehension."

"The Human Race is destined to rise, but not at this time. Forcing it will surely incur heavenly condemnation."

"This method is not allowed to exist in this world."

At this moment, a flash of Spiritual Light suddenly struck Xuandu's mind!

He abandoned the idea of forcefully breaking the Sage's Restraint, and the surging aura around him instantly retracted.

He raised his head, his gaze no longer angry, but instead becoming incredibly calm.

He looked at Laozi and spoke, word by word, with utmost clarity:

"Senior Uncle-Master, have you perhaps forgotten..."

He paused slightly, then raised his hand to point at the vast, dark mass of the Myriad Human Race behind him.

"This Myriad Human Race has now all joined my sect, Xuandu, becoming my Personal Disciples!"

"Master teaches disciples cultivation methods, helps them cultivate, and protects their Dao Path..."

Xuandu met Laozi's gaze, which finally showed a hint of a Disturbance, and coldly questioned:

"This is Just and Right!"

"Senior Uncle-Master, as a Sage, are you still going to stop me... from teaching my own disciples?!"

"!!!"

In an instant, heaven and earth fell silent!

The wind stopped, the clouds paused, and even the pervasive Saintly Might seemed to falter!

Suiren Shi, Youchao Shi, and Ziyi Shi suddenly looked up, disbelief flashing in their eyes!

The Myriad Human Race below was stunned at first, then understood Xuandu's words!

That's right!

They had already taken Master Xuandu as their Master!

What was wrong with a Master imparting the Dao and Teaching Skills to a disciple?

Although the Grand Pure Sage was the Human Sect Leader and held a revered position, could he still interfere with another Master imparting skills to his own disciple?

This was no longer interfering with the grand trend of the Human Race, but interfering with the internal affairs of the Jie Sect!

Sect Leader Tongtian's gaze instantly pierced through the Void, landing on Laozi, carrying a hint of sharpness.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate frowned slightly.

The Western Two Sages' eyes gleamed brightly.

Well done, Xuandu!

In this desperate situation, he had actually, by virtue of the Master-Disciple Relationship, torn open a crack!

He had bound the fate of the Human Race to Imparting the Dao and Teaching Skills!

Laozi's eternally unchanging face finally showed clear astonishment.

He had clearly not expected Xuandu to refute him from this angle.

To stop him from imparting skills to his disciple?

This was a universally accepted principle in the Great Wilderness; even the Dao Ancestor had no reason to stop it.

But if he allowed this skill to be passed down, the Human Race would inevitably rise...

Xuandu stood at the peak of the Altar, his green robes fluttering in the residual Saintly Might breeze.

His gaze met Laozi's without flinching.

The atmosphere at the scene solidified to the extreme.

All eyes were focused on the Grand Pure Sage.

How would Laozi choose?

Would he continue to obstruct, not hesitating to completely oppose Tongtian?

Is this to be taken as default?

The East Sea Coast was silent.

Seeing this, Xuandu's heart grew colder.

How could he be satisfied?

Whether in the present or in the original course of the Great Wilderness, Laozi and Nuwa had never helped the Human Race.

They had allowed billions of their people to be reduced to blood food, struggling for survival, nearly facing extinction!

Now, he was passing down cultivation methods to the Human Race, seizing a sliver of hope for them.

These two Sages, who had achieved their positions by the Human Race, had become the greatest obstacles!

How unfair!

How ironic!

Xuandu could almost feel the indifferent gaze from the Wa Huang Palace beyond the Thirty-three Heavens, falling upon this place.

Nuwa was also watching.

Since that was the case...

He might as well tear this heaven wide open!

Let no one have any reason to stop him from passing down his teachings!

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