Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

As the Six Paths of Reincarnation completed their evolution, boundless Heavenly Merit descended from the sky, even surpassing the merit of Nuwa creating humans. This immense merit was directly bestowed upon Houtu's still-dissipating True Spirit, causing her to develop a Primordial Spirit. Moreover, her cultivation level skyrocketed, reaching the Quasi-Saint level in just a few breaths.

Houtu's transformation into a reincarnation was such a momentous event that it naturally attracted the attention of countless people, especially the remaining eleven Ancestral Witches, who were filled with grief and indignation. They never expected that Houtu would do such a thing. With one of the twelve Ancestral Witches missing, the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation could not be completed. When the Witch Clan fought against the Demon Clan in the final battle between the Witches and Demons, how would they be able to resist?

To their astonishment, Houtu, who transformed herself into a being, did not die. Moreover, she condensed her primordial spirit with the help of the Heavenly Dao's merits. This was indeed beyond everyone's expectations. However, in everyone's eyes, it was also a pity. Houtu's merits in transforming herself into a being were greater than those of Nuwa in creating humans. If she had a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi, Houtu would surely have been able to attain sainthood in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, after Hongyun self-destructed and died, the Primordial Purple Qi also disappeared. However, although Houtu failed to attain enlightenment through merit, the Six Paths of Reincarnation was transformed from Houtu and merged into the Primordial World. This was equivalent to a disguised form of merging with the Dao. Therefore, in the Underworld, Houtu's combat power was comparable to that of a saint.

Just as everyone was feeling sorry for her, a plate shimmering with brilliant light descended from the sky and landed in Houtu's hands.

Houtu was stunned when she saw the plate falling from the sky.

On the plate was a small cube of some unknown material. This cube emitted a fragrance that was fatally attractive to Houtu, causing her to unconsciously gurgle and her eyes to light up.

At the same time, an unfamiliar voice came: "This is the Primordial Purple Qi Cake. Eating it will grant you the same enlightenment effect as the Primordial Purple Qi."

"Which senior is it?!" Houtu asked in shock.

"I am the God of Cookery, there's no time to explain, eat up!"

"..." Although Houtu hesitated for a moment, she couldn't resist her desire for the Primordial Purple Qi Cake and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Ah... um..."

With a resounding cry, a powerful saintly aura descended upon the primordial world once more, and Houtu broke through the quasi-saint realm in one fell swoop, becoming a saint!

The creatures of the primordial world trembled with fear. Celestial music filled the air, and auspicious omens abounded. Countless beings bowed down to Houtu, shouting, "Houtu, the goddess, is merciful!" After all, Houtu's actions had brought blessings to the entire primordial world, and she deserved the worship of all the creatures of the primordial world.

At this moment, two beams of black light descended from the sky and landed directly in Houtu's hands. When everyone saw them, they were actually two top-grade innate spiritual treasures: a book and a pen. These were the key to controlling the underworld: the Book of Life and Death, one of the three books of Heaven, Earth and Man, and the Judge's Pen, which could divide Yin and Yang and determine life and death.

With Houtu's ascension to sainthood and the acquisition of these two treasures, the entire Underworld will fall completely into Houtu's hands. No one else will be able to make a move against the Underworld. Even if they use some crooked methods, it will be useless. It is simply impossible to completely seize the Underworld. The Underworld will also become an important place to continue the fortune of the Wu Clan.

Then Tu herself was also very surprised. She did not expect that she would not die, and even unexpectedly received the Primordial Purple Qi Cake from the God of Cookery, thus becoming a saint. Originally, she only wanted to give those dead beings a place for reincarnation, and incidentally help the Wu Clan accumulate merit and repay karma to eliminate the possibility of the Wu Clan's extinction. Becoming a saint was a completely unexpected joy.

Houtu's unexpected ascension to sainthood surprised the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and even Zhen Yuanzi, who lived beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, and they all frowned.

They remembered their teacher saying that only eight saints could exist in the world. Now, besides the six of them and their teacher, plus Houtu, there were already eight saints. Of course, they also knew that Nuwa and Lingchi were saints, but Nuwa and Lingchi were not saints under the Heavenly Dao, so they were not within the Heavenly Dao and did not conflict with the position of the eight saints. However, when Hongyun self-destructed, he left behind a disappearing wisp of Primordial Purple Qi. As long as that wisp of Purple Qi existed, it was possible for another saint to be born.

Could a ninth sage be born in the world?

Compared to the worries of these six sages, Nuwa was a little jealous: "Brother Ling is flirting with women again, what a womanizer!"

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Nuwa Meets Houtu, the Three Pure Ones Separate Their Families

Houtu's ascension to sainthood is an unchangeable fact. From then on, there was another saint in the prehistoric world, and the future of the Wu tribe became unpredictable. The outcome of the Wu-Demon War also changed. The only ones who were happy were probably the other eleven Ancestral Witches and the entire Wu tribe.

But at this moment, an incomparably majestic voice came from the sky: "Houtu has transformed into the cycle of reincarnation, and her merits are immeasurable. She is also a descendant of Pangu, and enjoys the merits of creating the world. She has attained sainthood. However, the Six Paths of Reincarnation is a vital place in the primordial wilderness. Now that it has been newly built, it still needs to be perfected. Houtu should stay there to guard against unforeseen events. Therefore, Houtu may not leave unless there is an immeasurable eon!"

This was Hongjun's voice, but the content caused some people's expressions to change drastically. It directly trapped Houtu in the underworld!

Upon hearing Hongjun's words, the ancestral witches, including Dijiang, who were originally on their way to the underworld, changed their expressions and accelerated their journey towards the underworld. Now that one of the twelve ancestral witches was missing, if Houtu could not participate in the witch-demon war, then the witch clan would undoubtedly be defeated. This was what they were most worried about.

In the underworld, Houtu led Dijiang and other ancestral witches into Fengdu Ghost City, and then directly covered the entire underworld, obviously not wanting anyone to see what they were talking about. The entire Six Paths of Reincarnation was transformed from the true form of Houtu, the ancestral witch. Here, she had absolute control. Unless the Heavenly Dao descended, no one else could possibly find out what was going on.

In the Yama Palace, Dijiang looked at Houtu with a complicated expression. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "Little sister, you are really too reckless. You didn't even consult us about such a major matter as reincarnation."

Upon hearing this, Houtu showed a hint of apology on her face and said softly, "Brother, I'm sorry. I did this for the sake of the Wu Clan's heritage. Our Wu Clan is burdened with so much karma. With this reincarnation, we can continuously accumulate merit and repay our karma. Even if our Wu Clan is defeated in this great calamity, we will not face the calamity of extinction."

Upon hearing Houtu's words, the Ancestral Witches did not say anything more. After all, Houtu was doing this for the sake of the Witch Clan. Moreover, if Houtu had not acted willfully, there would have been no unexpected outcome of her attaining sainthood. It was a great joy despite the unexpected turn of events. However, when they thought of Hongjun's words, the Ancestral Witches' expressions immediately turned somewhat grim.

Dijiang looked at Houtu with great concern and asked, "Little sister, although you have attained sainthood, you are bound by Hongjun's decree and cannot leave the Underworld without permission. What will happen to the conflict between the witches and demons? Now, one of our twelve ancestral witches is missing. Although we can set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation with the Heavenly Gods and Demons Banner, its power is not as great as before. In this case, how can we deal with the demon race?"

Houtu smiled slightly, raised her hand, and three drops of blood floated on her palm. She then said, "I had already thought of this. These are the three drops of Ancestral Witch essence blood that I left behind. Originally, I left them in the Underworld to give to you when you came to the Underworld. Now I have no choice but to give them to you personally. With these three drops of Ancestral Witch essence blood, we can create another Ancestral Witch to complete the Twelve Capitals."

When the Ancestral Witches saw that Houtu had left a contingency plan, their faces lit up with joy. With the three drops of Ancestral Witch essence blood from Houtu, they could create another Ancestral Witch to replace her. Although the new Ancestral Witch would not be as good as Houtu, as long as it could fill the gap in the Twelve Capitals, that would be enough. Even if it affected the power of the great formation a little, it wouldn't be too much.

"Houtu is truly thoughtful." As one of only two female Ancestral Witches among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Xuanming held Houtu's hand and said, "Unlike these roughnecks, who only know how to fight and kill, they have no brains at all."

These words left the ten male Ancestral Witches blushing, yet speechless. Who could blame them for not considering things as thoroughly as Houtu! Moreover, of the twelve Ancestral Witches, only Houtu had achieved reincarnation and attained sainthood, while they still faced life-or-death battles with the demon race. This comparison made them seem far inferior to Houtu. Ten grown men, outshone by their own little sister—it was truly a disgrace.

"Alright." Houtu smiled slightly, comforted everyone, and said, "My sister was able to become a saint this time because she received help from a senior. Otherwise, Houtu would never have been able to become a saint."

"What!?" The eleventh Ancestral Witch was extremely shocked. Xuanming hurriedly asked, "Which senior is it?"

"The master of the culinary world—the God of Cookery," Houtu said.

"The God of Cookery?" The eleventh Ancestral Witch was taken aback. Dijiang thought for a moment and asked, "Is that the God of Cookery, the master of the realm, who is famous for his culinary skills?"

"That's right." Houtu nodded and said, "When I was stuck at the peak of Quasi-Saint, that senior gave me a Primordial Purple Qi Cake..." As she said this, Houtu subconsciously licked her lips, the sweet taste still lingering in her memory.

"Primordial Purple Qi Cake?" The Eleventh Ancestral Witch was even more confused: "What is that? What does it have to do with Primordial Purple Qi?"

Houtu smiled and said, "That Primordial Purple Qi Cake is a kind of sweet, but it has the effect of Primordial Purple Qi. Only after you eat it can you be in harmony with the Heavenly Dao and become a saint."

"Such food still exists in this world?!" The Twelve Ancestral Witches were extremely shocked. Xuanming hurriedly asked, "Sister Houtu, is there still any Primordial Purple Qi Cake?"

Houtu shook her head: "Senior only gave one piece." She paused: "Moreover, such a divine object must not be easy to make. Although I don't know why the God of Cookery would help, brothers, you must not force him. Otherwise, it would be bad if you angered the God of Cookery."

“Of course we won’t force you.” Dijiang took a deep breath and said, “But the Chef God has been kind to our Wu Clan, and we cannot leave it unrepaid.”

“That’s easy to say,” Gonggong said. “Since the God of Cookery helped Houtu, he must have taken a liking to her. If we marry Houtu to him, we can settle the karmic debt and gain a powerful ally for our Wu tribe. It’s a win-win situation, killing two birds with one stone. Why not?”

"Fifth Brother, what are you saying!" Houtu immediately blushed and scolded coquettishly.

"Hehehe..." Zhu Rong chuckled lewdly, "Judging from my little sister's reaction, she seems quite interested in that culinary master!"

"Third Brother, you..." Houtu was both ashamed and embarrassed. She raised her hand and waved it, instantly sending the eleven ancestral witches back to the Ancestral Witch Palace. The eleven ancestral witches were shocked and even more impressed by the power of the sage.

Dijiang said, "Alright, now let's select a qualified Great Witch and use my little sister's blood essence to evolve her into the Thirteen Ancestral Witches, lest the demon race attack and it's too late."

"yes, Sir!"

……

The impact of Houtu's ascension to sainthood on the prehistoric world was truly significant. The originally balanced struggle between the witches and demons has now undergone a dramatic change. With the addition of Houtu as a saint to the witch clan, the gap between the two clans has widened considerably.

The six saints, Sanqing, Zhenyuanzi, Jieyin, and Zhunti, did not express their opinions on Houtu's attainment of sainthood, but only offered their congratulations from afar. Although they cared about the outcome of the war between the Wu and Yao races, they did not show it openly. After all, this great calamity was a tribulation for the Wu and Yao races, and it had nothing to do with them. They could not directly interfere in it.

On the contrary, apart from Zhen Yuanzi, all the Three Pure Ones, as well as Jieyin and Zhunti, were extremely envious of the existence of the Underworld, only their expressions differed. After all, the Underworld governs the Six Paths of Reincarnation, which is a good place to accumulate merit. If they could control the Underworld, it would definitely help the development of their lineage. But unfortunately, the Underworld fell into the hands of Houtu.

Houtu, who governs the underworld, did not select anyone from the Wu clan. The Wu clan members are strong and masculine, which is what ghosts fear most. Naturally, the underworld cannot be managed by the Wu clan members. Moreover, Houtu also knows that although the underworld is under her jurisdiction, she must be fair, upright, and impartial. Otherwise, she will not only have no merit, but may even be tainted by karma.

Houtu selected ghosts who had come to the underworld to manage it. In addition, she also recruited the three clans of Wuchang, Niutou, and Mamian to collect souls. Although these three clans were demons, they did not participate in the war between witches and demons. They were looking for a place to live in seclusion, and the underworld was obviously the most ideal place.

With the Underworld accumulating merit and extending the fortune of the Wu Clan, and with Houtu, who had become a saint, behind them, the Wu Clan's morale was greatly boosted. Although Houtu was no longer a Wu after reincarnation, her heart never changed. Her life was destined to be inseparable from the Wu Clan. As long as Houtu was alive, the Wu Clan could not be destroyed.

Just as Houtu was managing the underworld in an orderly manner, Nuwa suddenly descended upon it.

The moment Nuwa appeared, Houtu sensed it and immediately moved in front of Nuwa.

Upon seeing Nuwa, who exuded the aura of a saint, Houtu was startled. She seemed not to have expected that the one who came was a saint, and a saint she did not recognize. This directly overturned her understanding of the prehistoric world: weren't only Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones, Zhenyuanzi, Jieyin, and Zhunti saints in the prehistoric world? Where did this saint come from?

Although she was shocked, Houtu remained calm and asked, "May I ask who you are, and what brings you to my Underworld?"

“My name is Nuwa, and I am Ling… the younger sister of the God of Cookery,” Nuwa said.

"Ah!" Houtu exclaimed in surprise and quickly said, "So you are the younger sister of the God of Cookery. I have been rude. Please invite Senior Nuwa to the Pingxin Palace for a chat."

"..."

Nuwa followed Houtu to the Pingxin Palace, but Houtu said somewhat awkwardly, "The Underworld has no spiritual roots, so we have nothing to offer you. Please forgive us, Senior Nuwa."

Nuwa shook her head and said, "It's alright."

After looking Houtu up and down a few times, he couldn't help but sigh, "She really is a rare beauty. No wonder my brother helped you."

"Ah!?" Houtu was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed: "Houtu is but a humble willow, Senior Nuwa is too kind."

Nuwa shook her head, glanced at Houtu's broad bosom, and felt a little envious: I knew it, Brother Ling likes this kind of thing.

"I came here for no particular reason, just to see what kind of person my elder brother helped. Now that I've seen him, it's time for me to leave," Nuwa said, standing up.

"Ah? Senior Nuwa is leaving already?" Houtu asked, a little flustered. "Has this junior failed to entertain you properly?"

“It’s none of your business.” Nuwa shook her head and said, “I just have some things to take care of. I’ll come again when I have time.”

Houtu breathed a sigh of relief: "In that case, this junior will see Senior Nuwa off."

"Ah."

……

After leaving the underworld, Nuwa went straight to the realm of the God of Cookery, where she soon met Ling Chi, who was drawing sugar figurines.

Seeing Nuwa arrive, Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, "Come and see the sugar figurines I drew. They're not only delicious and beautiful, but after being touched, they can also be transformed into little sugar figurines to amuse you. Would you like a couple?"

Nuwa rolled her eyes and said, "Brother Ling, why did you help Houtu become a saint?"

"Huh?" Ling Chi was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Why are you asking this?"

Nuwa snorted lightly: "Brother Ling, not to criticize you, but you already have so many women, why are you still going around flirting with other women? Aren't you afraid my sisters-in-law will get angry?"

“Uh? Hehe…” Ling Chi smiled and said, “You’re overthinking it. I just admire Houtu’s spirit of sacrifice and feel that the prehistoric world needs such a kind-hearted saint, so I helped her out. I had no other intentions.”

"Really?" Nuwa was skeptical.

"What are you thinking about all day?" Ling Chi handed her a freshly drawn sugar butterfly and said, "Try it."

"Hmm..." Nuwa looked at the beautiful sugar butterfly, stuck out her tongue and licked it, her eyes lit up and she smiled brightly: "So sweet, so delicious."

"That goes without saying..."

……

Not long after Houtu became a saint, Kunlun Mountain, the sacred site of the Three Pure Ones, became very lively. Countless humans and demons came to seek disciples from the foot of the mountain and the surrounding mountains. Even a few members of the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin clans, who had once been in seclusion, came to seek disciples. This gave the Three Pure Ones a real headache, since they had already established their religion and naturally needed to take on disciples.

However, the three had different views on the matter of accepting disciples. Laozi's Renjiao advocated tranquility and non-action, and everything should follow nature. Yuanshi Tianzun's Chanjiao advocated that the way of cultivation should prioritize natural talent. Those who are not gifted, intelligent, and have great perseverance will not be taught by Chanjiao. As for Tongtian Jiaozhu's Jiejiao, he advocated teaching without discrimination, seeing one's true nature and understanding one's mind, and seizing the last glimmer of life under the heavenly way.

The different doctrines of the three religions naturally led to significant disagreements among Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Jiaozhu regarding the acceptance of disciples. Laozi established the Human Religion among the human race, so his disciples naturally had to be human. Today, almost all of the cultivation methods of the human race are based on the Golden Elixir Dao transmitted by Laozi. It can be said that almost all of the human race are disciples of the Human Religion.

This time, quite a few humans came to Kunlun Mountain to seek apprenticeship, and these people were all considered outstanding among humans, with naturally excellent talents. Unfortunately, the disciple Laozi wanted had to be someone with great wisdom and perseverance, and it depended on fate. One person was enough, and it was clear that the fate between these people and Laozi had not yet arrived.

However, Laozi did not reject them all. Instead, he selected some outstanding individuals to become nominal disciples of the Human Sect. After all, the Human Sect could not consist of just him and his disciples in the future; it would need some people to help him manage the affairs of the Human Sect. After accepting some nominal disciples, Laozi left Kunlun Mountain and went to the prehistoric world to find disciples who were destined to be with him.

As Laozi traveled, he stopped in front of a mountain. There he saw a young human kneeling facing the mountain, motionless for a long time. Upon asking him, he learned that this man was seeking immortality and had been worshipping at every mountain he encountered for three months. If no famous master took him in, he would leave and move on to the next place. Such perseverance made Laozi realize that this man was the disciple he was looking for. This man would become the future Grand Master Xuandu.

Xuandu's aptitude was also excellent; he possessed perseverance and determination, making him a rare gem. Laozi, seeing his potential, was delighted and immediately revealed his identity, taking Xuandu as his disciple. The mountain where they met was Shouyang Mountain, the head of all yang energies in the primordial land, an excellent blessed land for immortals. This place later became Laozi's Daoist practice site.

While Laozi was away recruiting disciples, Kunlun Mountain was in turmoil. Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu had a major disagreement on the matter of accepting disciples. Yuanshi Tianzun set up a test array to examine his disciples, and anyone who passed the test could become his disciple. Tongtian Jiaozhu, on the other hand, accepted all who came, as long as they were willing to become his disciple.

The Heavenly Venerable of Primordial Beginning's Array of Inquiry not only tests a disciple's aptitude, but also his perseverance, wisdom, and so on. With a sage setting up such an array, how could those who came to seek the Dao as a disciple easily pass the test? Thousands of people entered the array, but only a handful were able to truly pass the test. In the end, only thirteen people came before the Heavenly Venerable of Primordial Beginning.

Of these thirteen people, most were human, which surprised Yuanshi Tianzun. However, most of them were not highly cultivated, ranging from Celestial Immortal to Profound Immortal. This was exactly what Yuanshi Tianzun wanted. If they were all Golden Immortal or even Great Luo Golden Immortal, how could they switch to cultivating his Jade Purity Immortal Method? After all, the higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to switch to another method.

However, among these thirteen people, there was one who surprised Yuanshi Tianzun. He had seen him before; he was none other than Randeng Daoren, one of the three thousand mortal guests of Zixiao Palace. Randeng Daoren was born from a primordial spirit coffin at the beginning of creation. He was one of the weakest among those who listened to the Dao back then, with only the cultivation level of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal in the early stage.

Now, many years later, Daoist Ran Deng has actually cultivated to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, which is truly remarkable. Although Daoist Ran Deng had listened to the Dao three times in Zixiao Palace, only the first two times were of the greatest benefit to him. The Quasi-Saint Dao and the Primordial Dao taught in the last time were completely beyond Daoist Ran Deng's comprehension.