The appearance of so many legendary mythological figures together was truly unexpected for Shui Miao.
Undoubtedly, the situation was about to become even more complicated.
Considering Xuan Kong’er’s hostile relationship with everyone else, Shui Miao’s mind stirred, and immediately he transmitted a mental message ordering Xuan Kong’er to enter the Time Tower to forge some magical treasures, just in case.
Knowing well the harm he had caused to the Immortal Realm, Xuan Kong’er had little to say and allowed himself to be arranged by Shui Miao without protest.
Meanwhile, Shui Miao fully activated the Disc of Good and Evil Judgment and remained on high alert.
The sudden appearance of so many legendary mythical figures was entirely unexpected for Shui Miao.
Undoubtedly, the situation was about to become even more complicated.
Considering the hostility between Xuan Kong’er and the others, Shui Miao had a sudden thought and immediately sent a telepathic message to Xuan Kong’er, instructing him to enter the Time Tower to forge some magical artifacts as a precaution.
Xuan Kong’er, aware of the havoc he had wreaked in the immortal realm, had no objections and allowed Shui Miao to make the arrangements.
Meanwhile, Shui Miao fully activated the Wheel of Judgment, remaining on high alert.
Shui Tianyi, the Holy Mother, Wenchang Emperor, and Tianyi Dejun—Shui Miao sent telepathic messages to them, urging them to be cautious. If the situation took a turn for the worse, they were to use the Heaven-Escaping Talisman to flee to the previous black hole passage.
As for Daoist Ci’en, Shui Miao wasn’t worried about him at all. After all, he was a disciple of Hongjun Daoist, and no one dared to harm him.
However, to Shui Miao’s surprise, these two groups of powerful beings didn’t seem to be targeting him. Judging by their postures, it appeared they were confronting each other!
The Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Kingdom had always been locked in a covert struggle for dominance over the Three Realms.
Today seemed like an opportune moment to redraw the boundaries of power.
The Buddhist Kingdom had been amassing strength, and behind the Buddha stood a uniform array of deities and Buddhas, densely packed and numbering in the tens of thousands. This was the most formidable lineup the Buddhist Kingdom had ever assembled. On the other hand, Taishang Laojun had gathered various sages and mighty beings, with groups scattered here and there. Excluding the heavenly soldiers and generals, their numbers were roughly on par with the Buddhist Kingdom.
“Laojun, why did you bring the people from the Buddhist Kingdom here?”
The Jade Emperor quickly descended from his throne to greet the various sages and the Buddha, but secretly he sent a telepathic message, questioning Taishang Laojun about why he had invited the Western Buddhas.
“Your Majesty, they came on their own accord. It has nothing to do with me,” Taishang Laojun hurriedly replied via telepathy.
Hearing this, the Jade Emperor’s heart sank.
The Jade Emperor instinctively glanced at Lingbao Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Nüwa, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, and the leaders of various sects. They all nodded slightly, remaining silent.
Once everyone had gathered, Taishang Laojun addressed Shui Miao, “Shui Miao, now that I’ve invited all these sages and the Western Buddhas, what do you have to say?”
Everyone turned their gaze to Shui Miao, who suddenly felt a wave of nervousness.
After a pause, Shui Miao clasped his hands and bowed to the assembly, “Esteemed sages and Western Buddhas, I am but a humble mortal immortal. It was for the sake of the Three Realms that I caused today’s commotion, disturbing you all. This was never my intention. To be honest, each of you is an irreplaceable figure in my heart, and my admiration for you is beyond words. Now that you are all here, I humbly ask for your judgment and a fair word.”
Shui Miao wanted to hear their opinions to better understand the situation and address it accordingly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shui Miao sent a telepathic message to Daoist Ci’en, urging him to step forward and explain the situation.
Daoist Ci’en, being straightforward and uncomplicated, immediately introduced himself and revealed the truth.
After hearing him out, only Taishang Laojun let out a cold laugh.
“Ci’en, you’ve been used by Shui Miao. His actions are merely an attempt to find an excuse for his past slaughter of many immortals,” Taishang Laojun seemed well-prepared as he addressed the crowd, “Esteemed ones, the heavens have their rules, and the state has its laws. The order of the Three Realms cannot be altered at will. However, if there are good suggestions, we will certainly consider them. Shui Miao wishes to change the order of the Three Realms—if it is reasonable, it can be done. But he must first atone for his past sins. Having slain so many immortals, he deserves to be struck by the Five Thunders, have his soul expelled, and be condemned to eternal damnation.”
The order of the Three Realms could be changed, but Taishang Laojun insisted on making an example of Shui Miao first.
Hearing this, Daoist Ci’en became frantic, “No! My master promised me that once the Three Realms’ order was stabilized, Shui Miao would be enshrined as the Sage of Feng Shui. This decision cannot be altered. Are you, senior brother, going to defy our master’s orders in front of all these immortals? I truly cannot understand how our master could have raised a disciple like you!”
In his fury, Daoist Ci’en’s words left Taishang Laojun utterly humiliated, his face red with shame.
“Ci’en, stop causing trouble. This has nothing to do with you,” Taishang Laojun waved his hand dismissively, as if there were some hidden reason he couldn’t explain.
“I’m not causing trouble; you are!” Daoist Ci’en immediately retorted.
“Ci’en, hold your tongue,” Shui Miao suddenly intervened, stopping Daoist Ci’en. Through careful observation and analysis, Shui Miao had begun to suspect that Taishang Laojun might be orchestrating a bitter ruse—a very, very bitter one.
Who was Taishang Laojun?
He was the foremost powerhouse of the Heavenly Court, the overseer of Daoism, responsible for alchemy. His elixirs could enhance one’s power and prolong life. Such a figure should be exceedingly intelligent and astute. So why was he acting so foolishly? Why was he so resistant to change?
Shui Miao suspected that Taishang Laojun was deliberately escalating the conflict to force everyone to confront the issue.
As the foremost powerhouse of the Heavenly Court, how could Taishang Laojun be unaware of its many flaws?
With his wisdom, it was impossible for him not to notice.
Reform couldn’t be achieved simply by issuing heavenly decrees. It required engaging everyone in the discussion, allowing them to reflect and reach a consensus before the desired outcome could be achieved.
True powerhouses think differently from ordinary people.
Combining Taishang Laojun’s various actions, Shui Miao began to consider that, aside from the bitter ruse, there might be another possibility: the true mastermind behind the Heavenly Court’s fate was someone even Taishang Laojun couldn’t contend with. Taishang Laojun’s elaborate efforts might be aimed at aligning everyone’s focus against this shadowy figure.
Who could this person be?
The Buddha?
Hongjun Daoist?
Or someone else entirely?
Shui Miao fell silent, deciding to observe quietly and discern Taishang Laojun’s true intentions.
Strangely, the sages of the Heavenly Court and the deities of the Western Buddhist Kingdom remained motionless, as if they had come merely to sit in silence, seemingly indifferent to everything, like a group of stone statues.
The atmosphere was unnervingly tense, as if a terrible storm was about to break.
Especially after Shui Miao silenced Daoist Ci’en, the tens of thousands present fell into complete silence, which was utterly bizarre.
“Buddha, you’ve brought such a large entourage. Surely it’s not to confront us and seize the Heavenly Court’s foundation, is it?”
Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly spoke, directly challenging the Buddha.
It seemed they hadn’t taken Shui Miao’s matter seriously at all.
As for the Taoist Priest Ci’en, Shui Miao wasn’t worried about him at all. After all, he was a disciple of Master Hongjun, and no one would dare to harm him.
However, to Shui Miao’s surprise, these two factions of powerful beings didn’t seem to be targeting him. Judging from their posture, it seemed they were actually facing off against each other!
The heavenly court and the Buddhist realm had long been engaged in covert struggles for control over the Three Realms.
Today appeared to be a perfect day for redrawing spheres of influence.
The Buddhist realm had been accumulating strength, and behind Buddha stood countless deities and Buddhas, densely packed, numbering in the tens of thousands. Today’s lineup represented the Buddhist realm’s strongest force. On Laozi’s side, however, were various sages and powerful beings, clustered here and there. Excluding heavenly soldiers and generals, their numbers were roughly on par with the Buddhist forces.
“Old Lord, how come you’ve brought people from the Buddhist realm too?” Yu Di hurriedly descended from his throne to greet the various sages and the Buddha, but secretly sent a mental message questioning Laozi about inviting the Western Heaven Buddhas.
“Your Majesty, they came of their own accord. It has nothing to do with me,” Laozi quickly replied mentally.
Upon hearing this, Yu Di’s heart sank.
Instinctively, Yu Di glanced toward Lingbao Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Goddess Nuwa, Xuantian Xuannü, and the various sect leaders. They all gave slight nods but remained silent.
Once everyone had arrived, Laozi addressed Shui Miao: “Shui Miao, now that I’ve invited various sages and the deities of the Western Heaven, do you have anything more to say?”
Everyone turned their attention to Shui Miao, who felt somewhat nervous.
After a pause, Shui Miao bowed respectfully and said, “Esteemed sages and noble deities of the Western Heaven, I am but a humble immortal. To protect the people of the Three Realms, I caused today’s disturbance and deeply regret having troubled you all. To be honest, you are all irreplaceable great figures in my heart, and my admiration for you defies words. Since you are all here today, I dare to ask you to speak a fair word and render a just judgment.”
Shui Miao wanted to hear what they had to say in order to better understand the situation and respond accordingly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shui Miao mentally signaled Ci’en to step forward and explain the circumstances.
Ci’en, with his simple-minded nature and without hesitation, immediately came out to introduce himself and reveal the truth.
After hearing him, only Laozi coldly laughed.
“Ci’en, you’ve been used by Shui Miao. His actions are merely an attempt to justify the countless immortals he has killed,” Laozi, seemingly prepared, bowed to everyone: “Everyone, Heaven has its laws, and nations have their rules. The order of the Three Realms cannot be altered at will, though reasonable suggestions will certainly be considered. If Shui Miao wishes to change the order of the Three Realms, it is not impossible, provided it is justified and reasonable. However, he must first atone for his past sins. Having killed so many immortals, he must suffer the punishment of thunderbolts striking him down, followed by the destruction of his soul, never to be reborn again.”
The order of the Three Realms could be changed, but Laozi wanted to kill Shui Miao first as a warning.
Upon hearing this, Ci’en immediately became anxious. “No! My master promised me that once the order of the Three Realms stabilized, he would bestow upon Shui Miao the title of Fengshui Holy Lord. This decision cannot be changed by anyone. I really don’t understand how my master could have such a disciple!”
In a rage, Ci’en’s words left Laozi feeling deeply embarrassed and flushed with shame.
“Ci’en, you, you must stop this nonsense. This has nothing to do with you,” Laozi harshly waved his hand, as if there were some hidden reasons he couldn’t explain.
“I’m not being nonsensical; it’s you who’s being nonsensical…”
Ci’en immediately retorted.
“Ci’en, hold your tongue for now,” Shui Miao suddenly raised his hand to stop Ci’en. After careful observation and analysis, Shui Miao vaguely sensed a major issue—Laozi might be staging a bitter self-sacrifice scheme, a very bitter one indeed.
Who was Laozi?
He was the strongest figure in the heavenly court and the head of Taoism, responsible for refining pills that could enhance magical powers and prolong life. Such a powerful figure should be extremely intelligent and wise. Why, then, did he act so foolishly? Why was he unwilling to correct his mistakes and resist reform?
Shui Miao suspected that Laozi was intentionally escalating the conflict to force everyone to consider the issue seriously.
As the strongest figure in the heavenly court, how could Laozi not be aware of its many flaws?
Given his intelligence, it was impossible for him not to perceive them.
Real reform, one that would earn people’s respect, couldn’t simply be achieved by issuing heavenly decrees. It required drawing everyone into the discussion, prompting reflection, and reaching a consensus before the desired effect could be achieved.
The sudden appearance of so many legendary mythical figures was entirely beyond Shui Miao’s expectations.
Undoubtedly, the situation was about to become even more complicated.
Considering the tense relationship between Xuan Kong’er and the others, Shui Miao had a sudden thought and immediately sent a telepathic message, instructing Xuan Kong’er to enter the Time Tower to forge some magical artifacts as a precaution.
Xuan Kong’er, aware of the havoc he had wreaked in the immortal realm, had no objections and let Shui Miao make the arrangements.
At the same time, Shui Miao fully activated the Wheel of Judgment, remaining on high alert.
Shui Miao telepathically communicated with the Holy Mother Shui Tianyi, Emperor Wenchang, and Tianyi Dejun, urging them to be extra cautious. If the situation took a turn for the worse, they were to use the Heaven-Escaping Talisman to flee to the previous black hole passage.
As for the Taoist Cien, Shui Miao wasn’t worried about him at all. After all, he was a disciple of Hongjun Taoist, and no one dared to harm him.
However, to Shui Miao’s surprise, these two powerful factions didn’t seem to be targeting him. From their postures, it appeared they were confronting each other!
The Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Kingdom had always been locked in a covert struggle for dominance over the Three Realms.
Today seemed to be an opportune day for redefining their spheres of influence.
The Buddhist Kingdom had been amassing strength, and behind the Buddha stood a vast array of deities and buddhas, densely packed and numbering in the tens of thousands. This was the most formidable lineup the Buddhist Kingdom had ever assembled. On the other hand, Laozi’s side was composed of various saints and powerful beings, grouped here and there, with the number of celestial soldiers and generals roughly matching that of the Buddhist Kingdom.
“Laozi, why did you bring the people from the Buddhist Kingdom here?”
The Jade Emperor quickly descended from his throne to greet the various saints and powerful beings, as well as the Buddha, but secretly he telepathically questioned Laozi about why he had invited the Western Buddhas.
“Your Majesty, they came on their own; it has nothing to do with me,” Laozi hurriedly responded telepathically to the Jade Emperor.
Hearing this, the Jade Emperor’s heart skipped a beat.
The Jade Emperor instinctively glanced at the Heavenly Lord Lingbao, the Primordial Heavenly Lord, the Goddess Nüwa, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, and the leaders of various sects. They all nodded slightly, remaining silent.
Once everyone had gathered, Laozi addressed Shui Miao, “Shui Miao, now that I’ve invited all the saints and powerful beings, as well as the Western Buddhas, what do you have to say?”
Everyone turned their gaze to Shui Miao, who suddenly felt a wave of nervousness.
After a pause, Shui Miao clasped his hands and bowed to the assembly, “Esteemed saints and powerful beings, Western Buddhas, I am but a humble mortal immortal. It is for the sake of the beings of the Three Realms that I have caused this commotion today, disturbing you all. This was never my intention. To be honest, each of you is an irreplaceable great figure in my heart, and my admiration for you is beyond words. Now that you are all here, I humbly ask for your judgment and a fair word.”
Shui Miao wanted to hear what everyone had to say, hoping to grasp the situation and address it accordingly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shui Miao telepathically communicated with Taoist Cien, urging him to step forward and explain the situation.
Taoist Cien, being simple-minded, didn’t hesitate and immediately introduced himself, then revealed the true circumstances.
After hearing him out, only Laozi let out a cold laugh.
“Cien, you’ve been used by Shui Miao. His actions are merely an attempt to find an excuse for his past slaughter of many immortals,” Laozi seemed well-prepared, clasping his hands towards the assembly. “Esteemed ones, heaven has its rules, and the state has its laws. The order of the Three Realms cannot be altered at will. However, if there are good suggestions, we will certainly consider them. Shui Miao wishes to change the order of the Three Realms. As long as it is reasonable, it is not impossible. But he must first atone for his past sins. Having slain so many immortals, he deserves to be struck by five thunderbolts, have his soul expelled, and be condemned to eternal damnation.”
The order of the Three Realms could be changed, but Laozi insisted on making an example of Shui Miao first.
Hearing this, Taoist Cien became frantic, “No! My master promised me that once the order of the Three Realms was stabilized, Shui Miao would be enshrined as the Saint of Feng Shui. This decision cannot be altered. Senior brother, are you going to defy our master’s command in front of all these immortals? I truly cannot understand how our master could have taught a disciple like you!”
In his fury, Taoist Cien’s words left Laozi utterly humiliated, his face flushed with shame.
“Cien, you, stop making a scene. This has nothing to do with you,” Laozi waved his hand fiercely, as if there were some hidden circumstances he couldn’t explain.
“I’m not making a scene; you are…”
Taoist Cien immediately retorted.
“Cien, hold your tongue,” Shui Miao suddenly reached out, stopping Taoist Cien. Through careful observation and analysis, Shui Miao vaguely sensed a significant issue—Laozi might be staging a bitter ruse, a very bitter one indeed.
Who was Laozi?
He was the foremost powerhouse of the Heavenly Court, the overseer of Taoism, responsible for alchemy. His elixirs could enhance one’s magical power and prolong life. Such a powerful being should be exceedingly intelligent and astute. So why was he acting so foolishly? Why was he so unwilling to reform despite knowing his mistakes?
Shui Miao suspected that Laozi was deliberately exacerbating the conflict to force everyone to consider the issue.
As the foremost powerhouse of the Heavenly Court, how could Laozi be unaware of its many flaws?
With his wisdom, it was impossible for him not to notice.
True reform, one that would earn genuine respect, couldn’t be achieved merely by issuing heavenly decrees. It required engaging everyone in the discussion, reflecting deeply, and reaching a consensus to achieve the best possible outcome.
A true powerhouse considers problems differently from ordinary people.
Combining Laozi’s various behaviors, Shui Miao thought that besides the bitter ruse, there might be another possibility—that the true mastermind behind the Heavenly Court’s fate was someone even Laozi couldn’t contend with. Laozi’s elaborate efforts might be aimed at aligning everyone’s focus against this shadowy manipulator.
Who could this person be?
The Buddha?
Hongjun Taoist?
Or someone else entirely?
Shui Miao fell silent, deciding to observe quietly and discern Laozi’s true intentions.
Strangely, the various saints and powerful beings of the Heavenly Court and the deities of the Western Buddhist Kingdom remained motionless. It felt as though they had come today merely to sit in silence, seemingly indifferent to everything, like a group of stone statues.
The atmosphere was eerily unsettling, as if a terrible storm was about to break.
Especially after Shui Miao silenced Taoist Cien, the tens of thousands present fell into complete silence, which was bizarre to the extreme.
“Tathagata Buddha, you’ve brought such a large entourage. Surely it’s not to confront us and seize the Heavenly Court’s foundation, is it?”
The Primordial Heavenly Lord suddenly spoke, directly challenging the Tathagata Buddha.
It seemed they didn’t take Shui Miao’s matter seriously at all.
Combining this with Laozi’s many actions, Shui Miao considered another possibility—that the real person controlling the heavenly court’s fate was someone even Laozi couldn’t handle. Perhaps Laozi was trying to redirect everyone’s focus toward that hidden figure manipulating everything behind the scenes.
Who could that person be?
Was it the Buddha?
Or Hongjun Daoist Master?
Or someone else entirely?
Shui Miao fell silent. He decided to wait and see, observing Laozi’s true intentions.
Strangely, the various sages from the heavenly court and the deities from the Western Heaven remained still, seemingly indifferent, as if they had come only to sit silently, like lifeless statues.
The atmosphere was unnervingly strange, as if a terrible storm were about to descend.
Especially after Shui Miao silenced Ci’en, the tens of thousands of people present fell into complete silence, an eerie stillness that felt utterly bizarre.
“Buddha Tathagata, you’ve brought so many people here. Surely you’re not planning to confront us and seize the heavenly court’s foundation?”
Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly spoke, directly pointing the accusation at Buddha Tathagata.
Apparently, they didn’t truly take Shui Miao’s matter seriously at all.
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