Primordial Violet Qi! Isn't it just a toy?

While Xiao Kuang was racking his brain over "lesson preparation" for ten thousand years later, even considering faking an illness to take leave, the Heavenly Dao's will, filled with extreme reluctance yet unavoidable necessity, descended once more.

[Proxy Xiao Kuang, here are seven strands of Primordial Violet Qi, the foundation of the Heavenly Dao, the basis for becoming a Saint, and of utmost importance.] The Heavenly Dao's tone was unprecedentedly solemn, even carrying a hint of heartache. [They are now entrusted to your care. After the third sermon is complete, you must, according to destiny, bestow them upon the six destined Saints and... Hong Yun.]

As the Heavenly Dao spoke, the seven strands of violet qi swirled, profoundly mysterious, containing endless creation and the origin of laws. Like living elves, they slowly materialized before Xiao Kuang. The moment they appeared, the Great Dao laws of the entire Purple Heaven Palace resonated, the exotic birds and beasts in the backyard zoo let out uneasy cries, and even the Chaos Qi seemed to become much tamer.

Xiao Kuang, who was fretting over a burnt Chaos Chicken Wing, was startled by the sudden appearance of the seven violet lights. He curiously reached out and poked one of the Primordial Violet Qi. The qi slid past his fingertips like silk, giving him a warm and vast sensation.

"Primordial Violet Qi? That's it?" Xiao Kuang pouted. "It doesn't look as appetizing as my roasted chicken wings. Wait—" He suddenly realized and his eyes widened. "The second sermon hasn't even started yet! The third sermon is nowhere in sight! What are you giving me this stuff for now? To help you hatch eggs?"

He looked disgusted, as if he had received a hot potato. "Besides, if something this important is left with me and gets lost, damaged, or I accidentally roast and eat it, don't blame me! I'm telling you, I'm always losing things, I can't take responsibility for that!"

Heavenly Dao: [...(((;￢＿￢)))...] It felt like its core code had been yanked hard again! This scoundrel! The Primordial Violet Qi that all beings in the Primordial Era dreamed of, which even Saints would fight over, was described by him as "not as appetizing as roasted chicken wings"? And he was afraid of roasting and eating it?!

The Heavenly Dao suppressed the urge to go berserk again, explaining with almost gritted-teeth patience: [Primordial Violet Qi is no trivial matter; it cannot be used directly to achieve sainthood upon extraction. It must be placed in a suitable location beforehand to absorb the spiritual essence of the Primordial Era, to be nurtured and harmonized, allowing it to fully integrate with the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Era. If it were to be extracted only when the third sermon begins, the qi would conflict with the external laws, and the destined Saints would hastily integrate, resulting in an unstable foundation. At best, their saintly positions would be flawed; at worst, it would trigger a backlash from the Heavenly Dao, endangering the Primordial Era!]

It paused and continued: [The Purple Heaven Palace is the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, and you, as a Dao Integrator, are surrounded by the most potent Dao aura to nurture this item. Entrusting it to your care until the end of the three sermons is the most stable method. This is destiny; you cannot refuse!]

The Heavenly Dao felt it had explained clearly enough. This slacker should finally understand the seriousness of the matter, right?

After listening, Xiao Kuang blinked and put on a look of sudden realization. "Oh~~ I get it! It's like pickling vegetables; you have to take them out early to air them out and let them soak in the flavor before you can eat them, right? You should have said so earlier!"

Heavenly Dao: [...(Code fluctuating violently)] Pickling vegetables?! Primordial Violet Qi?! It was too lazy to correct him anymore, as long as the scoundrel understood the importance.

"Alright, alright, leave it with me," Xiao Kuang reluctantly agreed, reaching out and grabbing the seven swimming strands of Primordial Violet Qi, like grabbing a handful of purple glow sticks. "I'll find a good place... hmm... to keep them safe."

Seeing its objective achieved, the Heavenly Dao could only temporarily conceal itself and observe from the shadows, despite its extreme unease. It kept comforting itself: the Purple Heaven Palace was absolutely safe. No matter how much of a scoundrel this slacker was, he wouldn't possibly mess around with the foundation for becoming a Saint, would he?

However, the Heavenly Dao was still too naive.

Xiao Kuang held the seven warm, soft, and self-moving strands of Primordial Violet Qi, weighing them in his hand. He felt that besides glowing, this thing didn't seem particularly special.

"Keep them safe? Where should I put them?" He looked around. Seeing the mountains of "tribute" piled in the hall, he felt it would be beneath the dignity of the qi to be placed with those items. Seeing the backyard zoo, he worried some ignorant spirit beast might snatch them away.

While he was agonizing, he looked up and saw Xi He and Chang Xi walking over with freshly brewed tea (made from stolen Innate Spiritual Root tea leaves).

Xiao Kuang's eyes lit up instantly!

"Right! Girls are meticulous; it's most suitable to have them help watch over it!"

He immediately grinned and went to meet them. Under the confused gazes of Xi He and Chang Xi, he casually handed over the seven strands of Primordial Violet Qi, which countless powerful figures in the Primordial Era would have fought tooth and nail for, as if distributing candy.

"Here, Miss Xi He, Little Sister Chang Xi, I have something fun for you!" Without further explanation, he shoved three strands into Xi He's hand and four into Chang Xi's. "This thing is called Primordial Violet Qi. I heard it's quite precious, so take it to play with! If you like it, you can use it for lighting, make a bracelet, or even a scarf! Just help me keep an eye on it, and don't lose it!"

Xi He: "???" Chang Xi: "!!!"

The two Lunar Goddesses looked at the docilely swimming purple streams of qi in their hands, felt the immense power and opportunity for sainthood within them, enough to drive any Quasi-Saint mad, and were completely petrified!

Prim... Primordial Violet Qi?! The basis for becoming a Saint?! Just... casually handed to us like this?! And told to use it for lighting? Making bracelets? As scarves?!

This wasn't just a waste of heavenly resources! This was like rubbing the Heavenly Dao's face in the dirt with Primordial Violet Qi!

Xi He's hands were trembling, and she almost dropped the three strands of violet qi that could cause a catastrophe in the Primordial Era. Her voice changed pitch. "Xiao... Xiao Kuang! Do... do you know what this is?! How can you... how can you treat it so casually?!"

Chang Xi was even more terrified, her face pale, as if holding seven scorching suns. "Take it away! Take it away quickly! The karma is too immense! We can't bear it!"

"Oh, what are you afraid of!" Xiao Kuang waved his hand dismissively. "It's just a few strands of qi, not some treasure! If I say you can play with it, then play with it! If it gets lost, it's on me! ...Uh, actually, don't lose it, that old guy Heavenly Dao will nag. Just help me watch it!"

After saying that, he walked away whistling, as if he had shed a huge burden, continuing to study his roasted chicken wings.

He left Xi He and Chang Xi standing there, holding the supreme opportunity of the Primordial Era, not daring to throw it away, nor daring to hold onto it, on the verge of madness!

They looked at the dreamlike violet qi in each other's hands, then at his carefree retreating back, feeling their Dao hearts tremble and their worldview utterly shattered.

And the Heavenly Dao, hidden in the shadows...

The Heavenly Dao no longer had the strength to be enraged.

It "watched" the seven strands of Primordial Violet Qi being handed to the maids like toys, "heard" Xiao Kuang's devilish words about "lighting and making bracelets"...

Deep within the Heavenly Dao's core, there was a deathly silence.

It was as if all its code had stopped running, all its logic had turned to nothingness.

All that remained was a deep, bone-chilling... powerlessness and absurdity that couldn't even be described as anger.

It began to seriously ponder a philosophical question: Back then... how exactly did it choose this slacker? Is it still too late to return him now?

Zzz...(System core temperature too low... suspected freeze state... applying for permanent hibernation... rejected... continue monitoring... recording... current use of Primordial Violet Qi: toy...)