Chapter 42 New Game Launch Event: The Forty-Second Day of Game Development...

Who would be the lucky one to receive the final wisp of primordial purple energy? Apart from the six people on the futons in Zixiao Palace, everyone else was hoping that they would be the lucky one.

Only Yuan Yi, who already knew the outcome, knew that this Primordial Purple Qi was a hot potato; whoever got it would be in big trouble.

In the original destiny, Hongyun was supposed to obtain this Primordial Purple Qi, but his joy was short-lived as Kunpeng became jealous, ultimately leading to his murder and the theft of his treasure. The Primordial Purple Qi then vanished without a trace, and in the end, the eighth Sage never appeared in the prehistoric world.

Yuan Yi prayed inwardly that he would not bring disaster upon his brother Hongyun, but he had already begun to plan how to prevent Hongyun from being hated by others.

Let him go to Kunlun Mountain to live with the Three Pure Ones, or lure Brother Hongyun into becoming addicted to games and not wandering around, and install a tracking device on him so that he can teleport in case of a life-threatening crisis.

Hongjun seemed to hear Yuanyi's prayer at this moment. The purple aura swayed in the air and finally turned to look at Yuanyi: "I also have a karmic connection with you, so I will leave this to you to deal with."

As he spoke, the third wisp of primordial purple energy hovered before Yuan Yi.

Now, everyone else in Zixiao Palace couldn't sit still either. The distribution of the Primordial Purple Qi could be attributed to those who were sitting on the futons and being accepted as disciples by the Dao Ancestor—it was their due opportunity. Anyway, it wouldn't be their turn. Even if Zhunti and Jieyin missed their chance, they would just watch the show.

However, the final Dao Ancestor did not specify any selection criteria, and everyone present had a chance to obtain it. Now, seeing this opportunity to become a saint slip away, and with Yuan Yi holding three strands of Primordial Purple Qi, most of the people present were quite dissatisfied.

Kunpeng, who had just missed the chance to become a saint, was particularly arrogant at this moment: "Dao Ancestor, we have gone through countless hardships to come to Zixiao Palace to seek this opportunity. The senior brothers before us were accepted as disciples by Dao Ancestor and then taught the Primordial Purple Qi. We are convinced of this."

"Although this person has some merit, she has no cultivation at all. Being able to hear it by the side of the Dao Ancestor is her greatest honor. How can these three strands of Primordial Purple Qi be handed over to a little girl like her?"

"Her cultivation level is like an ant in the prehistoric world. How can she monopolize such an opportunity? I hope the Dao Ancestor will select a new candidate to become a saint."

Kunpeng spoke his mind frankly, his immense greed diminishing even his respect for the Dao Ancestor, and his eyes even glowed red.

Hongjun did not answer, but merely glanced at him lightly, and instantly the terrifying pressure jolted Kunpeng back to his senses.

This is the Dao Ancestor, a sage; such an offense would likely bring no benefit whatsoever. He prostrated himself, yet did not forget the Primordial Purple Qi.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, who were standing to the side, were now even more furious.

To call someone's sister an ant is to openly and subtly belittle Yuan Yi. That was the Dao Ancestor's arrangement; it's none of your business, a mere Kunpeng, to comment on his plans.

Moreover, Yuan Yi possesses merit and virtue and is favored by the Dao Ancestor, so he is naturally worthy of it. If you petty people truly harbor resentment, you might as well have a fight with their friends.

Zhen Yuanzi immediately wanted to refute Kunpeng and scold him for his wishful thinking.

But at this moment, the Dao Ancestor's oppressive aura permeated Zixiao Palace, rendering everyone immobile. Even the two eggs beside Yuan Yi were frozen in place.

Only Yuan Yi, who was next to Hongjun, could move freely and take down the Primordial Purple Qi.

Yuan Yi knew that Hongjun was trying to bolster her reputation, and while she was touched, she also went along with the publicity strategy.

Holding the last wisp of Primordial Purple Qi in her hand, she said with a smile, "Why are you all in such a hurry? The Dao Ancestor only asked me to deal with this Primordial Purple Qi, not to entrust it to me alone."

"I don't need this opportunity to become a saint for the time being, so naturally I won't waste it." The implication was that he didn't want to monopolize the Primordial Purple Qi. This piqued the interest of the crowd; they were curious that someone would actually give up such a benefit they already had.

Kunpeng and the others felt that Yuan Yi was self-aware. After all, for someone as weak as her, obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi would be a waste. It would be better to offer it to powerful individuals like them.

At this moment, Yuan Yi released three streams of Primordial Purple Qi at the same time. The three mysterious auras intertwined in her hands, attracting the attention of everyone present.

She stood up with a smile and greeted everyone present: "Greetings, fellow Daoists. My name is Yuan Yi, and I am a game producer."

"The question posed at the beginning of the sermon that day came from my own hand."

With her other hand, Yuan Yi opened the game "Three Thousand Guests of Purple Clouds," wanting to imitate the scene of the Dao Ancestor's inquiry into the Dao. Although her cultivation level was far inferior to that of the Dao Ancestor, she was, after all, a game designer, and naturally knew the game's operating mechanism and hidden passages inside and out.

After all, he was showing off his skills in front of so many Grand Luo Golden Immortals, so Yuan Yi dared not show any fear at this moment. He activated the spiritual energy accumulated in the earth's veins over the past ten thousand years through "Farm Battle" and pushed the formation in his hands to its limit.

With the blessing of the Zhou Tiandi meridian, the audience below the stage were momentarily drawn into an illusion.

Even for just a moment, Yuan Yi felt unsteady on her feet, and the muscles in her back twitched. To avoid being noticed for her pale face, she quickly activated her spiritual power to maintain her smile.

While Yuan Yi maintained a calm, composed, and unassuming image as a game developer on stage, the audience below erupted in cheers over the game experience he had just witnessed.

Although it was only an illusion for a moment, they saw Hongjun, who had asked the Dao, once again. No one dared to impersonate the Dao Ancestor in front of him.

Then what Yuan Yi said must be true. She can perfectly replicate the teachings of the Dao Ancestor in the game. With this skill alone, she cannot be underestimated by these top powers of the prehistoric world.

"If you still don't believe it, you can open the game interface and experience the Journey of Asking Questions again."

Yuan Yi gestured with his hand, thoughtfully unfolding the game interface in front of each person. The three large characters "Zi Xiao Ke" on the floating array were particularly eye-catching.

Some discerning individuals have already noticed the similarities between this game and the recently emerging "Farm Battle," which has led them to hold Yuanyi in even higher regard.

In an instant, all three thousand former game guest accounts became officially registered game players. Yuan Yi, who received spiritual feedback, felt much more comfortable and no longer needed to hide his pale complexion.

Yuan Yi cunningly placed the "Asking the Way" segment before all the PVs. Relying on the power of the Dao Ancestor of Zixiao Palace, he acted like a fox borrowing the tiger's might, recreating the scene before the sermon at Zixiao Palace in a 1:1 scale.

Having experienced the Dao for ten thousand years, the passage through the Dao this time was naturally faster than the first time. After realizing their progress on the path of cultivation, everyone couldn't help but smile and feel happy when they left the game.

Yuan Yi pressed on while the iron was hot: "Fellow Daoists, this is the new game I'm launching. Through this game, you can comprehend the Three Thousand Great Daos and benefit your cultivation."

"Among them are cards depicting the Dao Ancestor preaching, where you can listen to the Dao Ancestor's teachings again." However, this requires drawing cards, so there's no need to mention that now.

Hearing that the game also allows players to listen to the Taoist patriarch preach, some people are already eager to log back into the game and relive the wonderful patriarch's sermons.

However, Yuan Yi had already closed the game login portal. There's only one [Dao Ancestor Hongjun] card in the pool now; how could he possibly let you into the game?

"Please be patient, everyone. This game not only allows you to cultivate, but also accumulates Heavenly Merit." Yuan Yi meaningfully flicked the three strands of Primordial Purple Qi in his hand again.

It should be noted that among the three methods of becoming a saint, the last one is to prove one's Dao through merit. Even if one possesses the Primordial Purple Qi, one still needs to accumulate merit in order to be qualified to prove one's Dao.

Normally, one has to do countless things to accumulate merit, but now, by getting involved in a game, one can actually gain Heavenly Merit.

The crowd was incredulous, and some even asked in surprise, "Heavenly merits are not some common, worthless thing. Are you trying to fool us?"

Despite the doubts, Yuan Yi maintained his smile, simply releasing the Heavenly Merit he had accumulated over the years through the game. A dazzling golden light almost filled the entire Zixiao Palace.

Then, with a smile, she pointed to Hongjun: "This game was jointly developed with the Heavenly Dao, with the aim of spreading the Three Thousand Great Daos throughout the primordial land. Spreading the Dao is a good deed, and naturally one can gain merit."

Hongjun nodded slightly, acknowledging Yuan Yi's words.

Her words were enticing: "I know that everyone here is a renowned figure in the Primordial World, and your understanding of the Dao is unparalleled. I hereby invite you to connect with the game's card pool to create your own game character card. In the future, when the game circulates in the Primordial World, as long as someone can gain some insight from the card, it will be a meritorious deed."

As the words fell, a "Character Image Authorization Letter" appeared on the game screen, stating that the author was granting the game card image to this game and was willing to enter the card pool to cooperate with the game's operation. The Heavenly Merit points gained by the game for this would be distributed periodically through the game.

The constraints on them are not very great. Even the content of the teachings stipulated on the cards only says that they should learn something, but there is no rule on how much to teach. It is acceptable to just share some insights to get by.

It seemed like a win-win situation, so most people agreed immediately. Even the few cautious people who thought it over carefully still clicked "confirm."

At this point, the game name on the screen has been fully expanded to "Three Thousand Guests of the Purple Cloud".

Seeing that the most crucial point of his sermon at Zixiao Palace had been obtained—the authorization from the three thousand guests of Zixiao—and the task of perfecting the card pool had been completed, the final stroke of the game had come to a perfect end.

Yuan Yi smiled even more brightly, after all, valuable game content could help "Three Thousand Guests of the Purple Cloud" go further, and as the game planner, she could definitely earn more in the process.

With the final stage approaching, Yuan Yi decided not to keep everyone hanging and planned to deal with these three hot potatoes now.

With her left hand, she held three streams of primordial purple energy, while with her right hand, she opened the backend for the creator of "Three Thousand Guests of Purple Clouds." She then opened the card pool interface and, just like that, tossed the three streams of primordial purple energy into the game's card pool.

Everyone watched helplessly as the Primordial Purple Qi vanished before their eyes. Jieyin and Zhunti felt their connection to the two streams of purple qi weaken even further, and the fear and panic on their faces were unmistakable.

Where is my Primordial Purple Qi? Where is my chance to become a saint?! Damn it, there are three whole strands of Primordial Purple Qi!

Despite the envious and hostile gazes from the crowd, Yuan Yi still greeted them with a smile and actively explained, "This is the game's card pool, where you can draw game cards every day."

"Now I will put the Primordial Purple Qi into the card pool. Everyone present has a chance to draw the Purple Qi from the card pool. Whoever has the opportunity will naturally be able to draw the last wisp of Purple Qi and achieve the opportunity to become a saint."

Just when things seemed to have reached a dead end, a new dawn broke. Jieyin and Zhunti never expected that their fellow disciples would receive such special treatment, which truly reflected the saying, "This thing is destined for me."

It's all fate, and Yuan Yi himself said only the two of them could draw it. They don't know what the card draw is, but what could possibly stump these two Great Luo Golden Immortals?

Fairy Yuanyi casually explained this tremendous opportunity and its consequences, which was practically giving face to her fellow disciples without making things difficult for them at all.

This Fairy Yuanyi is truly compassionate. The two Taoists, who had not yet suffered the torment of drawing cards, were overjoyed and could only thank the culprit.

Although the others were dissatisfied, they could not stop it because they knew that the two purple energies were originally given to the disciple by the Dao Ancestor.

Moreover, isn't there just one unclaimed strand of Primordial Purple Qi left? Yuan Yi said that as long as one is lucky enough, it is possible to rightfully obtain this Primordial Purple Qi. The Dao Ancestor is our witness, there is absolutely no foul play involved.

Those present who had cultivated to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal must have possessed both exceptional talent and abundant blessings; each of them believed themselves to be the darling of Heaven. They might even compete in terms of strength, and in terms of luck, who was afraid of whom?

At this moment, everyone was rubbing their hands together, waiting to be the first to draw the Primordial Purple Qi when the game server opened, so they could show it off to everyone.

Having clearly raised everyone's expectations for the game, Yuan Yi didn't waste any time. After announcing the server launch date, he brought this unique game launch event to a close.

As Hongjun watched the crowd walk towards the card-drawing trap, a smile flashed across his face, but it disappeared in an instant before he regained his unfathomable expression.

Seeing that Yuan Yi's matter had been dealt with, Hongjun slowly said, "The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti may remain; the others may leave on their own."

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Author's Note: Yuan Yi: Want to become a saint? Then come play the game! [doge]