Wuhua Zi was quite satisfied.

"Taoist Wuhua Zi, who exactly are you? Why are you helping me?"

It was not until today that Song Lin confirmed that Wuhua Zi had come specifically to help him.

"It's a matter of chance." Wuhua Zi smiled strangely and said, "Do you know what this place is?"

"What place? I truly don't know."

"The Thirty-third Heaven of the Heavenly Court, Lihen Heaven."

Lihen Heaven should be the most peaceful place in the Three Realms, deserted and without any conflict or miasma.

As Wuhua Zi spoke, the clouds parted, revealing a palace known as the Doushuai Temple.

Lihen Heaven, Doushuai Temple.

Song Lin's eyes widened, suddenly looking at the old man: "Then you are..."

"Wuhua Zi, Da Chengzi, Yua Huazi... or maybe Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad. Call me anything, no need for formalities."

Wuhua Zi waved his hand, unconcerned with these common names.

The higher one's cultivation, the more indifferent one becomes to certain things.

He did not care about titles or respect, nor did he care for others' insults or praises.

Lihen Heaven is generally not open to outsiders, and mortal cultivators cannot enter.

Song Lin happened to enter that day, and Wuhua Zi set his sights on him.

He did not immediately expel him but watched him from the heavens for over a thousand years.

He saw everything Song Lin did.

He observed Song Lin's transformation from initial agitation to later calmness and his way of handling the battle with the demons, along with his alchemy technique similar to his own. So he descended to enlighten him.

"You have done well, and I hope you do not forget your original aspirations. Most evil in this world is a perversion of goodness."

"Lihen Heaven is about to close and will not reopen for ten thousand years. You must descend to the mortal world."

Wuhua Zi's figure slowly faded, and the Immortal Palace in the sky was about to disappear.

Then he told Song Lin a secret.

In this realm, there are no Three Pure Ones.

Wuhua Zi is named Wuhua Zi because he is a part of Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad and cannot be considered the true Lord.

The Three Realms are currently in chaos, with humans, gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters in constant conflict, each wanting to dominate.

Humans are not humans, immortals are not immortals, demons are not demons, and Buddhas are not Buddhas... only a group of self-interest-driven people.

The situation in the Three Realms resembles the scene of ancient wars among various tribes at the foot of the mountain.

Wuhua Zi saw Song Lin's great determination and perseverance.

"You have the resolve to clarify the universe. Feel free to act."

Boom!

The Immortal Palace closed.

Before disappearing, Wuhua Zi handed the newly refined White Dragon Whip to Song Lin.

"I've added a feature to change the foundation of an immortal. Let's call it the God-beating Whip."

The God-beating Whip flew automatically into Song Lin's hand, now adorned with many mysterious patterns.

Before Song Lin could thank him, a force repelled him.

"Wait..."

Swoosh!

Song Lin was expelled from this realm.

...

The Thirty-second Heaven, Imperial Supreme Lingxiao Palace.

Immortals, Buddhas, and the gods of the ten directions gathered in the great hall, observing a strange phenomenon through an exotic treasure.

A world was rapidly collapsing, turning into the most primal point of light.

"Lord Lao Zi has gone into seclusion. Who knows how many millennia this time?"

The Jade Emperor was as before, with three long flowing beards, looking elegant with a hint of majesty, and a halo of seventy-two colors behind his head.

As the Lord of the Three Realms, he also heard about Lihen Heaven closing.

There was a hint of regret in the Jade Emperor's voice.

The Bodhisattva Guanyin, representing the Buddhist Sect, also sighed.

Yet both felt somewhat relieved.

The old relicts of the old era finally left.

It's true the world was created by Lord Lao Zi, but the Jade Emperor is the master of the Heavenly Court, and the Buddha is the master of the Middle Thousand Buddha Realm.

As masters of their realms, how could they be willing to have a presence above them?

The Tathagata outlasted Randeng Buddha, and now Lord Lao Zi would leave; surely this was a reason to celebrate.

The Buddhist versus Taoist conflict was deep.

How can a Medium Thousand have two Divine Lords?

If it weren't for Lord Lao Zi's suppression, they might have already started fighting.

Now that Lord Lao Zi was leaving, it meant that the struggle between both sides would enter a fevered pitch.

Both sides were quite confident.

The Western Pure Land was no longer a remote backwater; since the West Traveling Buddhism crossed eastward, the power gap between Buddhism and Taoism has been balanced.

The Jade Emperor was also unafraid, as the legitimate master of the Three Realms, his charisma and the foundation of the Heavenly Court remained.

"What is that?"

"Look quickly!"

All of a sudden, the ministers exclaimed.

The Jade Emperor hurriedly looked, only to see a person slowly walking out from the light dot transformed by Lihen Heaven.

"This..."

Could it be?

Is Lord Lao Zi preparing to emerge?

Lord Lao Zi had only acted once since the creation of the world. It was at the opening of heaven and earth that Laozi transformed the Three Pure Ones with a single breath, helping everyone through the crisis.

The Jade Emperor was also supported at that time.

Of course, the Jade Emperor was not a fool; he underwent five hundred kalpas to qualify as the master of the Three Realms and the Thirty-Six Heavens.

Someone who climbed up from the bottom naturally does not wish to submit to others.

Seeing Lord Lao Zi reemerge, the Jade Emperor felt complicated.

Soon, the figure appeared; it was not Lord Lao Zi but a young man. Judging by his aura, he was not a manifestation of the Lord either.

Then who was it?

While pondering, the person already stood within the Palace of the Polestar.

"Greetings to the Heavenly Emperor."

Song Lin slightly bowed.

"Who are you?"

"A disciple of Lord Lao Zi, the Lord has gone into seclusion and instructed me to descend into the world to experience the mortal realm."

Wuhua Zi said he could act according to the situation and resolve the disputes of this world.

Song Lin thought deeply, perhaps this was the karma of this world, to mediate between the Buddhist and Taoist sects. As for the negotiation techniques, Song Lin had not yet thought of the means to use.

Of course, it certainly wasn't about saving face by stepping up and asking for the favor of giving Song Lin face; this might even lead to a beating by both sides.

Regardless of the method, first establishing a footing in the Heavenly Court was crucial.

Therefore, Song Lin claimed to be the disciple of Lord Lao Zi, counting on the face of the Lord.

"Oh? Disciple of Lord Lao Zi?"

The immortals looked at each other.

Lord Lao Zi never took students, so this person must be the only disciple of the Lord?

They didn't doubt Song Lin's words.

No one could enter Lihen Heaven, and his coming out from there meant deep relations with the Lord.

Moreover, this person emanated righteousness, with an aura as harmonious as an alchemical pill and profound mystical sect skills, enhancing the authenticity of his words.

"I see."

The Jade Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't the Lord, it didn't matter who the disciple was.

"What position would you like? Speak freely."

"Thanks to the Jade Emperor for his kindness, but I just wish to cultivate, not fond of duties."

"Very well, I bestow upon you the title of Miao Le Heavenly Venerate, with Lingjiu Mountain's Purple Light Xuandu Hall as your place of cultivation. No calls, no summons—free and unrestrained."

The Jade Emperor made a grand gesture, conveniently pulling in a disciple from the lineage of the Lord.

Lord Lao Zi is the Grandmaster of the Taoist sect, having his disciple serve in the Heavenly Court would strengthen the legitimacy of the Court.

Song Lin's disinterest in mundane matters aligned with him since the Lord's influence was substantial, and rallying a faction would be a difficult task.

Hearing of Lingjiu Mountain, some Buddhas and immortals' gazes flickered.

"Thank you, Jade Emperor."

Song Lin accepted.

Later, Song Lin moved to Lingjiu Mountain, releasing two Tree Spirits and Taoist disciples from the Dragon Mansion Jade Gourd.

He lived a secluded life, not interacting with others. Not disclosing his name, he was generally referred to as Miao Le Heavenly Venerate or Master Xuandu of the Taoist Palace.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, sixty years passed.

Song Lin spent his days in alchemy, intending to form his fifth Golden Core.

Whenever an Immortal Pill was born, the brilliance of his cultivation ground would shine magnificently, and all Three Realms knew there was a master here adept in the teachings of the Lord.

At this time, a nation was established in Dongsheng Divine Continent of the mortal world.

At the Daoist field of Lingjiu Mountain, Song Lin gazed at the mortal world.

"The time has come."

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