Second sermon? Watch me give you a new trick.

The Heavenly Dao was thoroughly fed up with Xiao Kuang, that lazy bum.

It asked him to integrate with the Dao, and he smashed the Dao Ancestor and Demon Ancestor. It asked him to preach, and he turned it into a massive team-building event. It asked him to maintain stability, and he used Merit to hold a beauty pageant. Now, he even dared to set his sights on the "Earthly Dao"!

If it let this guy continue loafing around, who knew if he wouldn't tear down the Primordial Era tomorrow, or create something like "Primordial Variety Channel" or "Chaos Live Broadcast"!

No! It had to find some "proper business" for him to do! It had to occupy that brain of his, full of bizarre ideas, with heavy "work"!

[Proxy Xiao Kuang!] The will of the Heavenly Dao, with unquestionable decisiveness, once again blasted into Xiao Kuang's sea of consciousness. [Your first sermon has concluded, and the feedback from all beings is acceptable (they would rather die than mention the Great Dao Merit). However, the Great Dao is infinite, and all beings yearn for it deeply. You are now ordered to prepare immediately and, ten thousand years from now, commence the second sermon in the Purple Heaven Palace! This sermon is crucial for the advancement path of all beings in the Primordial Era! You must not make any mistakes!]

Xiao Kuang, who was contemplating whether to roast Chaos Chicken Wings or Chaos Lamb Legs, was stunned by this sudden "work assignment."

"Huh? Again?" he immediately put on a bitter face. "Ten thousand years from now? That's so soon? I haven't even rested enough... Last time, I was exhausted after preaching!"

[This is destiny! It cannot be refused!] The Heavenly Dao's tone was cold and firm. [This sermon must expound the key methods for Grand Unity Golden Immortals to ascend to the Quasi-Saint realm, guiding all beings to understand the paths of the Three Corpses, Merit, and Proving Dao by Strength! The content is serious and concerns the future structure of the Primordial Era! You absolutely cannot mess around like last time...]

It deliberately emphasized the word "mess around," carrying a deep warning.

Xiao Kuang's head started to ache just hearing the words "Quasi-Saint," "Three Corpses," "Merit," and "Proving Dao by Strength." This was harder than advanced calculus! Asking him to preach this? He'd rather compete with Gong Gong to see who could headbutt Buzhou Mountain harder!

"I have to preach?" he tried to struggle. [You must preach!] "Can't we have team-building?" [Absolutely not! This is a serious sermon!] The Heavenly Dao Will stated decisively.

Xiao Kuang's eyes rolled. Although he couldn't have team-building, his mind, full of whimsical ideas, immediately churned out a bunch of alternatives.

"Then... if not team-building, can we do something fun and educational?" he tentatively asked. "For example... a 'Path to Quasi-Saint Scenario Simulation Murder Mystery'? Let the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, and others play different roles and experience the pros and cons of different methods of proving Dao?" "Or a 'Three Corpses Social Mixer Competition'? See who can sever their Three Corpses the fastest, best, and most creatively?" "Or, failing that, a 'Primordial's Strongest Quasi-Saint Debate Competition'? Friendly discussion (arguments) on the merits and demerits of different methods of proving Dao?" "If all else fails, how about a 'Pre-Exam Sprint Class for Quasi-Saint Qualification Certificates'? Paid tuition, guaranteed pass, guaranteed certificate!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, feeling that these ideas were far more interesting than dry lectures!

[Silence!!!] The Heavenly Dao was utterly enraged, its will exploding like billions of thunderbolts in Xiao Kuang's mind. [Do not think of these chaotic things anymore! No murder mystery! No social mixer! No debate competition! And absolutely no running classes for tuition! Just honestly and faithfully preach the Dao! Expound the laws! Analyze the mysteries! Do you understand?!]

The Heavenly Dao felt like its core code was about to explode into garbled fireworks from sheer anger! Did this lazy bum's brain have anything other than playing and slacking off?!

Xiao Kuang's ears buzzed from the shouting. He shrunk his neck and grumbled in a low voice, "If you don't want me to preach, fine, but why so fierce... So humorless... Old fuddy-duddy..."

[Ten thousand years! Just ten thousand years! Start preparing immediately!] The Heavenly Dao roared its final death order, then immediately concealed itself, fearing that if it stayed for another second, it would truly be unable to resist self-destructing and taking this lazy bum with it.

"Ten thousand years... Prepare my ass..." Xiao Kuang wailed, slumping onto his chair, feeling utterly hopeless about his fish-like existence.

Asking him to research Quasi-Saint methods? He'd rather research postpartum care for sows!

After spacing out for a good while, he finally remembered another crucial issue – the announcement hadn't been sent out yet!

So, once again, he skillfully and eagerly trotted off to find Xi He, who was trying to roast sweet potatoes with Taiyin True Fire (likely influenced by Xiao Kuang).

"Hehe, Miss Xi He, busy? Could you do me a small favor?" He plastered on his usual fawning smile.

Xi He's hand trembled, and the Taiyin True Fire almost froze the sweet potato into an ice block. Seeing his expression, she had a terrible premonition and said coldly, "No! I'm busy!"

"Oh, come on! Just one last time! It's really the last time!" Xiao Kuang, familiar with the routine, started making vows. "The Heavenly Dao boss has ordered it, the second sermon in ten thousand years, a proper sermon! Absolutely no messing around! Just help me send out the announcement! It's super simple!"

Xi He: "..." She wouldn't believe a word he said! He said the same thing before the "Jade Terrace Immortal Gathering" last time!

"The Dao Ancestor has vast divine powers, why would this humble immortal need assistance?" Xi He turned away, not bothering to deal with him.

"If I could do it myself, why would I come begging you..." Xiao Kuang shamelessly pressed closer. "Look, aren't I also serving all beings in the Primordial Era? The sooner the announcement is made, the sooner everyone can prepare, right? This is a deed of immeasurable Merit! Help me out~"

Xi He couldn't refuse him anymore. Besides, she had actually received some feedback from Great Dao Merit last time (though she didn't know it was Great Dao Merit, she just felt her cultivation had improved slightly). She still harbored a trace of fear towards this lazy bum's Dao Ancestor status, and... a very subtle, unwilling-to-admit illusion that "perhaps he really has something."

She took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to smash the sweet potato in his face, and gritted her teeth, "Only this time! If next time you..."

"There won't be a next time! Absolutely no next time!" Xiao Kuang immediately guaranteed, while quickly shoving the "broadcast station authority" and the written announcement content over.

Xi He felt the authority and the announcement content – "Purple Firmament Palace Second Sermon Class is open! Limited spots, first come, first served, this session explains 'How a Lazy Fish Becomes a Quasi-Saint by Lying Down'..." – veins bulged on her forehead.

She once again used all her mental effort to filter, purify, and package that unsightly announcement. Finally, it transformed into a clear, majestic will that spread throughout the Primordial Era:

[Heavenly Dao Edict: In ten thousand years, the Purple Firmament Palace will reopen, and the Dao Ancestor will preach the Dao of Quasi-Sainthood, elucidating the mysteries of the Three Corpses, Merit, and Proving Dao by Strength. This opportunity is rare; all beings in the Primordial Era are urged to prepare early and meditate on the Dao with a calm heart.]

After the transmission was complete, Xi He instantly returned the authority, as if holding onto it for another second would be torture. She said with a cold face, "Is that enough?"

"Yes, yes! Thank you, Miss! You're truly beautiful and kind-hearted!" Xiao Kuang grinned broadly, adding another flippant remark.

Xi He snorted and turned to leave, deciding to wash her eyes and ears with Taiyin True Water back home to get rid of the bad luck.

As for the beings of the Primordial Era, upon receiving this "official notice" from the Purple Heaven Palace again, their reactions varied.

Some were expectant – Finally, they're going to talk about real stuff! The Dao of Quasi-Sainthood! Some were worried – This time... won't he pull some shenanigans again? Some were numb – Oh, another sermon, is it a written confession or a talent show this time? Some were secretly plotting – The Dao of Quasi-Sainthood! We must seize the initiative!

Regardless, the news of the Purple Heaven Palace's second sermon, like a stone thrown into a lake, once again stirred ripples throughout the Primordial Era.

However, this time, a question was planted in the hearts of almost all the great powers: Will this Dao Ancestor really preach "properly"?

Xiao Kuang didn't care what others thought. He was already agonizing over the ten thousand years of "preparation" time.

"The Dao of Quasi-Sainthood... Sounds so difficult... Can I just tell them 'you can become a Quasi-Saint by sleeping'? Or 'slack off more, and Quasi-Saint will come naturally'?"

He gazed at the chaos, letting out a lament of a failing student.

Heavenly Dao (secretly watching): ... (begins to seriously consider whether to actually find a new spokesperson, no matter the risk)