Blue Star, Linjiang Advanced Transcendent Academy.
Evening classes had ended, yet the square at Linjiang Advanced Transcendent Academy was unnaturally quiet.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Firmament spanning the sky.
Deep within Chaos, the doors of Zixiao Palace had slammed shut.
But no one had yet recovered from the bestowal of the Dao and treasures that had just determined the future order of the entire Primordial World.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun's third sermon had ended, and all seven strands of primordial violet qi he had bestowed now had their recipients.
To everyone's surprise, the final strand had fallen into Hong Yun's hands.
Neither Qing Xuan nor Qing Yi had received one.
Outside the cultivation building, Su Qingxue had just descended the steps when she heard several nearby students discussing the matter.
"I thought that last strand would go to Qing Xuan."
"Who didn't? Isn't he on pretty good terms with Hongjun?"
"In terms of strength, even Taiyi is no match for him. Why, of all people..."
The student speaking abruptly stopped.
Su Qingxue passed beside them, the ice-blue divine power that accompanied her Ice Phoenix Martial Soul not yet fully withdrawn into her body.
That cool, weighty aura made them instinctively clear a path, and their casual chatter grew much quieter.
Su Qingxue did not look at them. She merely raised her head toward the figure in the Firmament who remained as composed as ever, a slight crease forming between her cold brows.
She did not understand either.
What Hongjun had bestowed was the foundation for attaining sagehood.
With those seven strands of violet qi distributed, the ceiling of cultivation for all beings in the Primordial World had already been set.
Not receiving violet qi meant that no matter how dazzling Qing Xuan's talent was, at the end of his