Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

They cultivated for countless eons, endured countless tribulations, and finally became saints. How could they bear to fall from grace? Therefore, the five saints were destined to worry and suffer for the rest of their lives until they ruined the prehistoric world and were confined by Hongjun.

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Since Zhen Yuanzi withdrew from the prehistoric world and went into seclusion beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, another thousand years have passed in the prehistoric world.

Over the years, the Lich and Demon races have been locked in fierce battles, with the number of dead and wounded exceeding tens of billions. The entire prehistoric world has become a battlefield between the Lich and Demon races, causing immense suffering to countless rogue cultivators.

The Witch Clan possesses the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, which can summon the true form of Pangu. The Demon Clan has also developed the Zhou Tian Star Formation, which can completely counter the Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. The Witch Clan is smaller in number but has extremely strong combat power, while the Demon Clan is numerous but has few high-level combat power. The two clans have maintained a balance of power for countless years because of this, but the battlefield has expanded too much.

Nineteen thousand nine hundred years ago, the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan fought a war that was almost the final battle. In the end, the Witch Clan gained the upper hand and was about to attack the Heavenly Court and destroy the Demon Clan. However, the Three Pure Ones and the Two Sages of the West stepped forward to stop them and established an agreement that the Demon Clan would rule the Heaven and the Witch Clan would rule the Earth, and that war would not break out within ten thousand years.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches were filled with resentment at the time, they were powerless in the face of the Five Saints and could only accept their mediation. However, after ten thousand years, an even more intense war broke out between the two races, which has now lasted for nine thousand nine hundred years, resulting in the loss of nearly thirty percent of their races, demonstrating the ferocity of the war.

Because of the casualties caused by the war between the two races, the karma in the prehistoric world began to gather again, and the second great calamity of heaven and earth was forming. The Wu and Yao races, who were caught in the calamity, were unaware of it. All they could think about was how to kill each other and become the only overlords of the prehistoric world.

However, the two sides were too evenly matched, and neither could kill the other in one fell swoop. Moreover, as their tribesmen dwindled in number, both sides felt immense pressure.

If they keep fighting like this, won't they all perish together?

In comparison, after many years of development, the human race has now multiplied into hundreds of billions, and its footprints are almost all over the prehistoric world.

Because humans and witches look very similar and their territories overlap, the witches and humans began to intermarry. This intermarriage led the witches to discover a huge surprise.

Those are the offspring born from the union of the Witch Clan and the Human Clan. They possess the Witch Clan's powerful combat potential and the Human Clan's reproductive speed. After thousands of years of intermarriage, the pure-blooded lower and middle-class Witch Clan members have now been almost entirely replaced by 'Witch People', leaving only the Ancestral Witch and the Great Witch to maintain the pure Witch Clan bloodline.

Of course, the Ancestral Witches and Great Witches didn't care about these things. After all, the Ancestral Witches were formed after Pangu's essence blood was fused with the evil energy of heaven and earth. They were not pure descendants of Pangu, so it didn't matter that they had mixed human blood. Moreover, with the existence of the Witch People, the number of Witch Clan members expanded rapidly. This also provided the Witch Clan with countless reserve forces to fight against the Demon Clan, so that the Witch Clan wouldn't be wiped out so quickly.

As intermarriage between the Witch Clan and the Human Clan intensified, the number of Witch Clan members also increased, which directly affected the balance between the Witch and Demon Clans. Over time, the Witch Clan gradually suppressed the Demon Clan, causing great concern among the Demon Clan's leadership.

Faced with this situation, the volatile Donghuang Taiyi even considered using the Chaos Bell to wipe out the human race, to prevent the Wu tribe from growing in number. However, his idea was immediately suppressed by Dijun, Fuxi, and others.

"The human race was created by the sage Nuwa, who left behind her mount Jin Ning to protect them. The God of Cookery in the Culinary God Realm also sent people to protect the human race. If my demon race were to attack the human race, we would offend two powerful beings at once. We must not disobey," Kunpeng said.

Everyone nodded. Seeing that he was isolated and helpless, Taiyi sat down on the dragon throne in anger and sulked to himself.

“Brother, please calm down. This matter needs to be discussed carefully.” Di Jun comforted Taiyi for a few words, and then said something: “It is only natural for the Sage Nuwa to protect the human race, but the Chef God Realm is just a small world. The Chef God is the master of a small world. Why would he also protect the human race?”

"This is a long story," Fuxi said, having known the reason best. "In fact, my sworn sister Nuwa's achievements today are all thanks to the secret support of the God of Cookery. Without the God of Cookery, my sister would not have become a saint."

"Oh?" Everyone looked at Fuxi in surprise. Dijun asked, "Please speak plainly, Emperor Fuxi."

Fuxi nodded and recounted in detail the events that occurred when Lingchi traveled through the prehistoric world, passed through Zhou Mountain, and met Nuwa.

“Back then, when the Dao Ancestor preached the Great Dao at Zixiao Palace, we all gathered at Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao. But at that time, my sister Nuwa sat in the back hall of Zixiao Palace in seclusion to comprehend the Dao of becoming a saint. Not long after the three lectures at Zixiao Palace, my sister comprehended cause and effect, and became a saint, which was many years earlier than the Three Pure Ones becoming saints.”

"Is this really true?!" All the demons were shocked. Di Jun hurriedly asked, "When the Sage Nuwa helped me propose marriage back then, did she become a saint already?"

Fuxi nodded: "It's only because my sister doesn't want to stand out that she concealed her cultivation level. But Your Majesty, think about it, if my sister weren't a sage, how could she have arranged a heavenly marriage on Your Majesty's wedding day?"

Following Fuxi's train of thought, Dijun had no choice but to nod in agreement: "What Fuxi said is true."

Donghuang Taiyi urged, "And then? Since Nuwa became a saint, why would she participate in the creation of humans?"

“I’m afraid it’s because Heaven wants the human race to be born that my sister had to create humans.” Fuxi explained his reasoning: “If that weren’t the case, why would Heaven bestow such terrifying merits when the creation of humans was successful? Those merits would be enough to allow a quasi-saint to attain sainthood.”

Kunpeng immediately frowned: "In that case, the human race is probably not simple. Even when the dragon, phoenix and qilin were born back then, the Heavenly Dao did not bestow such a huge amount of merit. This human race... I'm afraid it will become a major threat to my demon race in the future."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing that the human race would become a major threat to the demon race, Donghuang Taiyi stood up: "Indeed, it would be better to kill all the humans."

"Donghuang, you mustn't!" Fuxi hurriedly said, "The human race is already protected by my sister and the unfathomable God of Cookery. If Donghuang makes a move, I'm afraid it will implicate my demon race."

"What's there to be afraid of!" Taiyi said defiantly, "I wield the supreme innate treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, and have already severed two of my corpses. I'm only one step away from severing the third corpse. I'm not afraid even if I encounter a sage."

Fuxi smiled bitterly: "Although Donghuang is not afraid, what about my billions of demons? If Donghuang kills all humans, and my sister and the God of Cookery join forces to kill all the demons, how will Donghuang face himself?"

"This...this...this..." Taiyi's face flushed red and then turned pale, but he couldn't say a word.

Di Jun shook his head and said, "The strategy of slaughtering all humans is unacceptable." He paused, then asked, "But what is the cultivation level of that God of Cookery? Could he be used by my demon race?"

"This..." Fuxi frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "My sister Nuwa was personally trained by the God of Cookery. Since my sister can become a saint, I'm afraid the God of Cookery, even if she is not a saint, is not far off. Moreover, she created the God of Cookery Realm and is the ruler of a realm. She probably has no interest in power. It would be difficult for her to be used by my demon race!"

"How will we know if we don't try?" Di Jun smiled slightly and said, "Since Xi Huang is familiar with that God of Cookery, could you do this for my demon race? If we can persuade the God of Cookery to serve my demon race, it will be a great achievement; even if we fail, at least we can't let the witch race win him over."

Fuxi stood up, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "For the sake of the demon race, it is my duty."

"Good!" Di Jun walked up to Fuxi, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Since you are representing my demon race this time, we must not tarnish your reputation. Therefore, you may go to the Heavenly Court's treasury and choose two high-grade innate spiritual treasures as gifts."

Fuxi nodded: "As you command."

Chapter Twenty-Six: Houtu Becomes a Saint

In the realm of culinary gods, Ling Chi put a dazzling dessert into his mouth and immediately showed a look of intoxication. This diamond-colored, top-quality dessert was truly extraordinary, bringing Ling Chi a wonderful experience that surpassed all his previous ones.

Unfortunately, the system has now been completely integrated with Ling Chi, and he can no longer hear the 'ding' notification sound. Otherwise, he would definitely have heard the 'Happiness +100' notification sound.

Since breaking through to the top-tier diamond color level, Ling Chi's culinary skills have been improving without limit. Recipes that were previously impossible to make due to limitations in culinary skills can now be made with ease. Later, as her proficiency increased, she even made 100% perfect versions of her self-created top-tier diamond color recipes. Moreover, after Nuwa, Hongjun, and even the Three Pure Ones, Zhen Yuanzi, and the Two Western Saints tasted them, they felt that her culinary skills had become even more refined.

This was not an illusion, but an intuition after fully integrating with the system. His cooking skills were no longer limited by the system. As long as he continued to conquer the stomachs of diners, his cooking skills would continue to improve. With his efforts, Hongjun and the Six Sages had become his culinary subjects. Some prehistoric creatures that he had taken a liking to were also fed by him. When they died or had no desire to stay in the prehistoric world, he could send them to farms and ranches for 're-education'.

Ling Chi is extremely satisfied with his current life and enjoys it immensely. Moreover, with his attainment of sainthood, his control over the laws of time and space has become increasingly masterful, and he now has the ability to return home at any time.

But the prehistoric world was too wonderful, and he was reluctant to leave just like that. So he planned to stay in the prehistoric world for a while, and when he had seen all the sights and gathered all the ingredients, that would be the time for him to go home.

Just as Ling Chi was comfortably drinking tea and eating dessert, Fuxi arrived in the realm of the God of Cookery.

As soon as Fuxi arrived in the God of Cookery Realm, Ling Chi sensed him and calculated the reason for his arrival. After the calculation, he couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, but still moved him to his front.

"Brother Ling!?" Fuxi was shocked to find himself standing in front of Ling Chi without even realizing it: Brother Ling has indeed become a saint!

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "You're lucky, I just made some desserts, have a taste!"

Fuxi glanced at the desserts on the table, subconsciously swallowed, and said, "Thank you, Brother Ling, but it would be impolite of me to refuse."

After taking a bite of the sweet treat, Fuxi was immediately immersed in an unprecedentedly wonderful illusion, and Ling Chi also felt that his cooking skills had improved a little. Conquering the stomach of a quasi-saint was still somewhat useful for his culinary skills.

When Fuxi came to his senses from the illusion, Ling Chi said, "I already know why you came, but I have no intention of joining the demon race, nor do I intend to join the witch race. The demon race can do whatever they want; I will not participate."

He paused for a moment, then added, "But don't have any bad intentions towards humans, or I won't be polite to the demon race."

Fuxi's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded repeatedly: "Brother Ling, rest assured, the demon race has absolutely no ill intentions towards the human race. I can guarantee it with my life."

"Not now, but who knows in the future?" Ling Chi said calmly. "But it doesn't matter. The witch and demon races have wreaked havoc on the prehistoric world, and they will be rejected by the Heavenly Dao sooner or later. When that happens, it will be the time for the human race to become the protagonist of the prehistoric world."

Fuxi felt a surge of shock and fear, and his whole body trembled as he feared that Ling Chi would kill him to silence him.

Seeing his reaction, Ling Chi chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. After all, you are Wa Wa's sworn brother."

Fuxi broke out in a cold sweat and said with a wry smile, "Brother Ling, I'm under a lot of pressure because of this news."

"It's alright, you'll forget what I said when you leave," Ling Chi said with a smile.

"..." Fuxi was even more frightened: The methods of a sage are terrifying!

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Before leaving, Fuxi still gave away the two high-grade innate spiritual treasures he had brought. These two high-grade innate spiritual treasures were of little use to Ling Chi, but no one would complain about having too many treasures, and Ling Chi was no exception. Even if they were left to gather dust in the warehouse, it was better than having none at all.

After returning to the Heavenly Court, Fuxi explained that Ling Chi would not join the Demon Clan, but also would not help the Witch Clan. He then frowned and said, "The God of Cookery has become a saint, which subtly reveals that the Witch and Demon Clans are causing chaos in the prehistoric world and will surely be punished by the Heavenly Dao. I urge Your Majesty to make plans as soon as possible."

"What!?" Di Jun, Tai Yi, Kun Peng, and the others were extremely shocked.

Di Jun hurriedly asked, "Will Heaven truly punish my demon race?"

"This is just my guess," Fuxi said. "After all, the God of Cookery did not say it explicitly, but our demon race and the witch race have fought for countless eons, resulting in countless killings. If Heaven wants to punish us, it is only natural."

A moment of silence fell over the scene, as everyone felt a deep sense of worry and fear about the future of the demon race.

"What are you afraid of!" At this moment, Taiyi stepped forward and shouted, "If my demon race wants to dominate the prehistoric world, we must have the courage to forge ahead. If we don't have such ambition, we might as well hand over the Heavenly Court to the Wu Clan. My demon race can survive by serving the Wu Clan like cattle and horses. But is my brother willing to do that?!"

Taiyi's words ignited the passion of Dijun and everyone present.

“Excellent!” Fuxi said, “My demon race is born noble and will never be enslaved!”

"The demon race will never be slaves!"

"The demon race will never be slaves!"

"Roar—! The demon race will never be slaves!!!"

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The words "The demon race will never be slaves" resounded throughout the primordial world, eliciting excited roars from all the demons in the world. At the same time, the witch race sneered: "Only trash would shout like that. My witch race is the true descendant of Pangu, destined to become the ruler of the primordial world! The demon race is nothing but food for my witch race, and will surely be manipulated by my witch race!"

With Donghuang's injection of chicken blood, the demon race's morale soared. The witch race, however, didn't care about the demon race's morale at all. Regardless of the demon race's morale, they were destined to become food for the witch race. As for food, no matter how fiercely they resisted, they would still be eaten. There was no need to be afraid.

From then on, the struggle between the two races intensified, and the karma between heaven and earth accumulated more and more, and the day when the great calamity of heaven and earth would break out was not far away.

As the killings between the Lich and Demon races increased, so did the number of wandering souls in the world. Because there was no Six Paths of Reincarnation, the souls of the dead suffered terribly. They were either extinguished by sunlight or used as materials for refining demonic artifacts by evil cultivators, and thus could not find peace.

As the only gentle ancestral witch among the twelve, Houtu felt increasingly sorry for the people after witnessing such situations many times. At the same time, she sensed that the witch clan was already entangled in enormous karma, and if they did not make changes, they would likely not have a good end.

In order to resolve the karma of the Wu tribe and to provide a peaceful resting place for all living beings in the primordial world after death, Houtu left her tribe and began to travel throughout the primordial world, hoping to find a solution.

Having traveled through the primordial world for a long time, Houtu did manage to rescue some wandering souls wherever she went, but this was only a temporary solution. Once she left, these souls would face the same situation again. Houtu couldn't think of any good way to solve this problem and could only grieve in silence.

After traveling through the primordial world for a thousand years, Houtu suddenly made a strange discovery: some of the souls seemed to be heading in the same direction. As if possessed, Houtu also rushed in that direction, wanting to see what was there. In the end, Houtu found herself in a boundless sea of ​​blood.

Houtu looked at the souls struggling in the boundless sea of ​​blood, and felt a pang of pity. These souls struggled endlessly, unable to escape; some were even assimilated by the blood, transforming into the Asura race created by the Styx Ancestor. But how long would these souls have to remain submerged in the boundless sea of ​​blood to achieve this transformation?

Looking at these tormented souls, Houtu seemed to have a sudden realization. She wanted to give these souls a final resting place. What was even more surprising was that this realization caused Houtu to exude a special aura of law. This aura of law was extremely special, almost never seen in the primordial world, and not included in the laws of heaven.

Just then, Styx suddenly appeared above the sea of ​​blood. He looked at Houtu with a strange expression. No wonder, the Wu Clan did not have a primordial spirit. Unless they were born with a certain law, they could not comprehend other laws after birth. But Houtu comprehended a new law, and right in front of him. Styx naturally felt strange.

Houtu is one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and her combat power is in no way inferior to that of Styx. With the entire Witch Clan as her backing, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are all madmen in battle. If he were to offend them, he would naturally not fare well. Therefore, Styx naturally dared not be negligent and asked, "I wonder what brings Ancestral Witch Houtu to my Blood Sea?"

Upon hearing this, Houtu's eyes flashed with a resolute look. As if talking to herself, she said softly, "I observe that countless beings in the world have no place to return to after death. They can only wander between heaven and earth until their souls are scattered. Therefore, I feel moved and want to set up a final resting place for these souls on this sea of ​​blood."

Upon hearing this, Styx's expression immediately changed. He knew that the Asura race did not have a strong reproductive capacity and relied entirely on the transformation of these souls into new Asura clan members. If Houtu did this, wouldn't it sever the Asura race's lineage? How could the Asura race grow stronger in the future if it relied solely on reproduction?

As the saying goes, cutting off someone's path is like killing their parents, and Styx's face immediately turned cold.

Houtu seemed to see through Styx's thoughts and then said, "I intend to build a place of six paths of reincarnation. After a living being dies, his soul will enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn. The Asura race will also be one of them. At that time, the Asura race will surely grow stronger. Fellow Daoist, you don't need to worry. Moreover, this is the will of Heaven, and it is not something that you or I can stop."

At this point, Houtu revealed a deep reluctance, but still resolutely said, "Heaven above, I, Houtu of Pangu, am willing to transform into the cycle of reincarnation in the body of the ancestral witch, in order to resolve the suffering of all living beings in the primordial world, and to achieve the greater self from the small self! After the death of all living beings in the primordial world, they all enter the cycle of reincarnation, and the six realms are set as: the realm of heaven, the realm of asuras, the realm of humans, the realm of animals, the realm of hungry ghosts, and the realm of hell."

Those who performed great merits in their lifetime can attain the heavenly realm, living a carefree life; those who committed murder and cruelty will enter the Asura realm; those without merit will enter the human realm; those whose transgressions outweigh their merits will enter the animal realm; those whose transgressions are extremely grave will enter the hungry ghost realm and the hell realm. From this point on, all souls will return to their proper places, establishing eighteen levels of hell to judge the merits and demerits of living beings in their lifetime. Those whose merits outweigh their transgressions will enter the six realms of reincarnation; those whose transgressions outweigh their merits will enter the eighteen levels of hell, atoning for their sins before they can re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. The six realms of reincarnation, now revealed!

As soon as she finished speaking, Houtu immediately flew into the sky, and her huge Ancestral Witch true form appeared on the sea of ​​blood. Her powerful aura stirred up the sea of ​​blood. In an instant, Houtu's huge Ancestral Witch true form exploded, and her flesh and blood essence spread all over the world. That special law, together with some of the flesh and blood essence, evolved into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Moreover, once the Six Paths of Reincarnation were completed, the remaining flesh and blood essence began to evolve into the Underworld and the Eighteen Levels of Hell. In the Underworld, a ghost city called Fengdu appeared out of thin air, connecting to the place of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The ten Yama King Palaces in the city were the offices of the Ten Yama Kings in the future. The city had everything it needed, just like a city on earth.

Beyond the Ghost City of Fengdu lies the boundless underworld, leading down to the eighteen levels of hell. These eighteen levels of hell are arranged according to the length of time one suffers and the severity of one's crimes. Each level of hell is twenty times more painful and lasts twice as long as the previous one. Below the eighteen levels of hell, there is a special space called the Avici Hell. Once one enters the Avici Hell, one can never be reborn.

The first level is the Tongue-Pulling Hell; the second level is the Scissors Hell; the third level is the Iron Tree Hell; the fourth level is the Mirror of Retribution Hell; the fifth level is the Steamer Hell; the sixth level is the Copper Pillar Hell; the seventh level is the Mountain of Knives Hell; the eighth level is the Ice Mountain Hell; the ninth level is the Oil Cauldron Hell; the tenth level is the Ox Pit Hell; the eleventh level is the Stone Press Hell; the twelfth level is the Mortar and Pestle Hell; the thirteenth level is the Blood Pool Hell; the fourteenth level is the Unjust Death Hell; the fifteenth level is the Dismemberment Hell; the sixteenth level is the Volcano Hell; the seventeenth level is the Stone Mill Hell; and the eighteenth level is the Saw Hell.

The underworld is a self-contained space, like a small world. This is the future Netherworld. The road connecting Yin and Yang is the Yellow Springs Road. Once you enter the Yellow Springs, Yin and Yang are separated. At the end of the Yellow Springs Road is a huge gate, which is the Gate of Ghosts. In addition, there are the Three Lives Stone, the Yellow Springs River, the Other Shore Flower, and so on.