Indeed!
Laozi's target was still the human race.
After all, as the Leader of the Human Sect, he could not restore the sect's prestige without the human race's fortune.
None of the Sages looked surprised by this.
But Jieyin frowned and asked:
"Are we to strike at the Mount Shu Sword Sect?"
"That Ji Ren must have attained Daluo Golden Immortal cultivation by now."
"And with Gu Changqing as well, this... may prove difficult."
Jieyin's concerns were not unfounded.
After all, the Demon Court had once sought to destroy Mount Shu with the aid of two Sages, Laozi and Yuanshi, only to return with its feathers clipped in defeat.
Would Laozi still dare to move against Mount Shu?
Moreover, as Sages, their every action was bound by immense constraints. They could not lightly intervene and unleash a great war.
Laozi seemed to have anticipated Jieyin's concerns.
"Naturally, we will not unleash a great war."
"This time, we will stand as Mount Shu's rivals and compete for the human race's fortune."
Pausing, Laozi looked in a certain direction.
"Hehe, why have you not shown yourselves and greeted your martial uncles?"
These words left Yuanshi and the others rather bewildered.
Then eight figures manifested, their expressions deeply respectful.
"Your disciples greet Master Laozi and our three martial uncles!"
The eight figures spoke in unison, bowing in salute.
At this, Jieyin and Zhunti grew even more bewildered.
Master Laozi?
Did the Human Sect not have only one disciple, Xuandu?
Who were these eight, then?
Even Yuanshi looked puzzled.
Had Laozi taken more disciples? Even Yuanshi had never heard of this.
Seemingly noticing everyone's confusion,
Laozi finally smiled and explained:
"Hehe, these eight are my newly accepted disciples."
"They are known as the Eight Immortals of Shangdong."
"They are all beings of the human