"Things are done by people," Jieyin said softly, his gaze gentle as he reassured him.
"At worst, in the future, your elder brother will give you the strand of Primordial Violet Qi on me! After all, you and I are brothers united in heart, branches of the same breath. Either of us becoming a saint will do. As long as one of us becomes a saint, we will be able to stand undefeated in this Primordial Wilderness!"
Zhunti was immediately startled upon hearing this.
He hurriedly waved his hands in refusal, his voice carrying an involuntary note of nervousness. "Big Brother, you must not! This Primordial Violet Qi is the foundation for becoming a saint, and it was bestowed by the Dao Venerable. Such an opportunity is incomparably precious. How can you give it to me so easily?!"
At this point, Zhunti paused, calming his agitated emotions before continuing.
"Even if you gave it to me, I might not be able to refine it. This Primordial Violet Qi is profoundly mysterious; only those with immense fortune and great merit can refine it. It might not even be compatible with me. If I failed to refine it, wouldn't I be wasting your once-in-an-age opportunity for nothing? Big Brother, do not say such things again in the future!"
Jieyin fell silent at those words.
Indeed, Zhunti had a point.
After all, this Primordial Violet Qi had been bestowed upon him by the Dao Venerable. Even if he wished to give it to Zhunti, he might not necessarily be able to do so.
But no matter what, he still had to find a way for Zhunti to obtain a strand of Primordial Violet Qi as well.
Zhunti, meanwhile, was also deep in thought.
Just how could he obtain a strand of Primordial Violet