Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Come find me again when there's a new Moon Goddess!" With that, Ling Chi opened his spatial dimension and returned to the God of Cookery.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the senior (sage)."

Once Ling Chi's aura had completely dissipated, everyone stood up. Chang Xi frowned and said, "Sister, why would you give up being the Moon Goddess to become a maid? Even if you are a saint's maid, how can you compare to the nobility of the Moon Goddess?"

Wang Shu shook her head and said, "The Moon Star is already desolate. Since my elder sister got married, I have become increasingly lonely. Rather than be a lonely moon goddess, I would rather be your maid."

Chang Xi was surprised and filled with guilt by what she said: "Sister..."

“There’s no need for that.” Wang Shu smiled slightly. “Those are just objective reasons. The main reason is that I really want to stay by your side, Senior, to repay your kindness.” She paused. “If it weren’t for the Chaos Treasure left behind by you, Senior, how could we have resisted the invasion of the extraterrestrial demons?”

Since Pangu created the world and killed three thousand chaotic demons and 129,600 chaotic beings, new beings, or rather 'demons,' were born outside the primordial world. Because Pangu killed all the chaotic beings in this creation, a large amount of resentment, evil energy, and other negative energy appeared in the chaos. After countless years, these negative energy became chaotic demons.

Because these demons were born out of their resentment towards Pangu for creating the world, they would run rampant in the primordial world whenever they had the chance. As the Taiyin Star, which was transformed from Pangu's right eye, it was naturally a target of the demons from beyond the realm. If they only relied on Changxi's Moon Essence Wheel, the two sisters could only defend passively. However, because Wangshu had the Chaos Treasure - the Rolling Pin, every time the demons from beyond the realm came, Wangshu would pick up the Rolling Pin and beat them to a pulp, making these demons cry out in pain.

Over time, these extraterrestrial demons realized that the beings on Taiyin Star were not to be trifled with, so they dared not come again, thus ensuring Taiyin Star's peace for many years. In comparison, the flames of Taiyang Star itself can filter out more than 99% of extraterrestrial demons. Even if a powerful extraterrestrial demon breaks through, there are three golden crows—Dijun, Taiyi, and Xihe—who possess top-grade innate spiritual treasures and supreme innate treasures, who can easily kill them. Therefore, when it comes to safety, there is nowhere in the entire prehistoric world safer than Taiyang Star.

The prerequisite is that you must have extremely strong 'fire resistance' attributes.

After hearing what Wang Shu said, Chang Xi was speechless.

Di Jun said, "Since Wang Shu has such a heart to repay her kindness, I, as her brother-in-law, will naturally support her. Moreover, the Chef God has boundless magical power. Even the goddess Nuwa was able to become a saint with the help of the Chef God. If Wang Shu stays by her side, she may very well become a saint in the future."

Chang Xi was deeply moved by these words, and even Xi He was somewhat tempted: "If that's the case, I'd like to serve the God of Cookery!"

Di Jun laughed and said, "I would be happy to do so, but I'm afraid the God of Cookery won't accept a girl with such a bad temper like you."

"Big brother~~~~" Xihe rolled her eyes, looking coquettish.

Wang Shu shook her head: "I have no such extravagant desires, I only want to repay a debt of gratitude."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Senior said that a new moon goddess must appear before I can go. In that case, I must go and find a new moon goddess."

“This…” Chang Xi frowned slightly: “Since the birth of the Taiyin Star, there have only been two living beings, you and me, sisters. Where are we going to find a third moon goddess?”

Wang Shu smiled slightly and said, "Sister, have you forgotten the Taiyin Pearl that condensed on the Taiyin Star?"

"The Taiyin Pearl?" Chang Xi's eyes lit up. "Sister, could it be that you..."

Wang Shu nodded: "Now we just need to find a kind-hearted woman with exceptional talent."

"What are you talking about?" Di Jun and Xi He were completely confused.

Chang Xi chuckled lightly: "This is a secret of the Taiyin Star, which should not be revealed in the first place, but since Your Majesty and my sister want to know, I will not hide it from you."

"If it's a secret, then so be it." Di Jun waved his hand, "Don't spread it around, lest some ears overhear it."

Chang Xi's heart stirred, and he nodded: "Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty."

Chapter Thirty: Kuafu Chasing the Sun, Houyi Shooting Down the Suns

The west.

Since Houtu entered the cycle of reincarnation, Jieyin and Zhunti have been pondering how to gain a foothold in the underworld and thus accumulate merit for the West. However, because Houtu possesses the strength of a sage, and the entire underworld is transformed from Houtu's ancestral witch body, they have not found any opportunity to intervene despite their years of effort.

As time went by, the Underworld transformed the souls of countless primordial beings after their deaths, thus gaining unimaginable merit. This merit also weakened the karma of the Wu Clan, causing not only Jieyin and Zhunti to frown, but also the Three Pure Ones to frown.

The mutual destruction in the war between the Lich King and the Witch King is the inevitable course of Heaven, but the current developments seem to be helping the Witch King to become the final victor. How can the saints who act on behalf of Heaven bear this?

After a long-distance spiritual exchange, in order to achieve the merit of mutual destruction in the war between the Lich and the Demon race, Jieyin and Zhunti took on the task of killing the Lich and Demon races, and the Three Pure Ones agreed.

After some discussion, Jieyin and Zhunti decided to start with the tenth prince of the Golden Crow.

After the gender issue of the ten Golden Crow princes was resolved, in order to allow his children to cultivate properly and to accumulate some merit for them, Emperor Jun sent the ten little Golden Crows to the Fusang Tree on Yingzhou Island in the East Sea. They took turns managing the sunrise and sunset each day, providing ample sunlight for the creatures of the prehistoric world. In this way, they could accumulate considerable merit over time, which would greatly benefit their future.

However, because they were too mischievous, Di Jun used the Hetu Luoshu to set up an array, trapping them on the Fusang tree in the center of Yingzhou Island, so that they would stay inside and cultivate properly, lest they go out and cause trouble.

At first, the ten little golden crows were able to obediently complete their tasks of sunrise and sunset and cultivation, but as time went on, the restriction of not being able to go out and play made them restless. Their restlessness was captured by Jieyin and Zhunti, so the two sages devised a plan to lure the ten little golden crows to descend upon the prehistoric world at the same time, thus triggering the final great calamity.

Jieyin said, "Junior brother, do as you say."

"Okay." Zhunti nodded.

Just as Zhunti began plotting against the little golden crows, Ling Chi sensed something. Thinking of those ten adorable little golden crows, Ling Chi felt a pang of pity. Moreover, their simultaneous appearance would cause widespread death among humans, something he could not tolerate.

Just as he was about to stop it, Hongjun suddenly appeared in front of him: "Fellow Daoist, it's been many years, how have you been?"

Ling Chi looked at the indifferent Hongjun before him, his eyes becoming more serious: "Fellow Daoist, are you going to stop me?"

Hongjun remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "This is the destiny of the primordial world's evolution. If the witches and demons cannot perish together, how can the human race become the protagonist of heaven and earth? I ask you, fellow Daoist, to weigh the importance of this matter."

Ling Chi remained silent for a long time before letting out a long sigh: "Never mind."

Seeing that Ling Chi had given up intervening, Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to have a game of swordsmanship with this old Daoist?"

Ling Chi glanced at him and said indifferently, "How long do you intend to fight with me, fellow Daoist?"

Hongjun said, "How about we wait until the war between the Lich King and the Demon King ends?"

"...Alright then."

Ling Chi and Hong Jun sat facing each other. A chessboard appeared on the table. Hong Jun played black and made the first move. At the same time, he casually waved his hand, and a picture appeared on both sides of the two of them. In the picture, there was a Taoist with an immortal demeanor, who was carefully heading to the immortal island of Yingzhou in the East Sea.

This Taoist was none other than Zhunti in disguise. Zhunti headed towards the East Sea, knowing that what he was about to do would be a momentous event that would change the course of the primordial world. This act of initiating a great calamity in accordance with the will of Heaven excited him greatly.

Around Yingzhou Immortal Island, there were troops and formations set up by Emperor Jun. However, how could mere formations and troops be difficult for a sage? Zhunti arrived at the outer perimeter of Yingzhou Immortal Island unnoticed and began to examine the formations set up by Emperor Jun. Breaking them was simple, but deceiving Emperor Jun, the person who set up the formations, was not simple, so he needed to be careful.

Fortunately, the saint's holy power was boundless. After careful observation, Zhunti found the key to break the formation without being noticed by Dijun.

After that, he slowly began to break through the formation.

In less than ten years, Zhunti broke through the formation and arrived at Yingzhou Immortal Island.

As soon as he stepped inside, the rich spiritual energy of the immortal island made Zhunti drool with envy and feel indignant: "Damn Rahu, if it weren't for you, you bastard, how could my Western Paradise have fallen into such a barren state!"

Ever since the West became so despised, Zhunti developed the greedy idea that "all good things should belong to the West." So no matter what good things he saw, he would say, "This thing is destined for the West."

Or: "This child is destined to be with me in the West."

It's shameless, but even saints are human. A saint's heart is a human heart. As long as the human heart is not in a good place, the saint's heart will not change.

After indulging in a greedy daydream about how to bring Yingzhou Island to the West, Zhunti got down to business.

Before long, Zhunti arrived at the center of Yingzhou Island, where he saw a huge Fusang Divine Tree standing there, with ten little golden crows on it. They had just completed their task of sunrise and sunset for the day and were resting.

"Ugh! This is so annoying. When will this end? We're stuck in this tiny place all day. I wonder when Father will let us out."

The ten little golden crows were full of complaints; it was another frustrating day.

On the other hand, Zhunti was happy to hear the complaints of the ten little ones.

He swayed slightly and slowly walked out, and soon the ten little ones saw him.

"Huh? Where did you come from, Taoist? How did you end up on my demon race's immortal island?" asked Lu Ya, the youngest of the Golden Crows.

Zhunti chuckled and said, "I am but a rogue cultivator, and my humble name is not worth mentioning. However, I have heard that the ten princes are in charge of the sunrise and sunset of the sun star every day, which is of immeasurable merit. I admire them very much."

"Ah? Haha... It's nothing! It's nothing, it's nothing." The ten little golden crows were young and couldn't handle praise. After being praised, they all stood on their third leg and spun around in front of them.

"..." Zhunti felt that the scene was dirty, but it was the biological instinct of the ten little golden crows, which made him unable to complain.

Taking a deep breath, Zhunti finished turning around with the third foot of the ten little ones, and said with a smile, "It's just a pity that the ten princes can only stay in this small place every day and cannot appreciate the vastness and beauty of the prehistoric world."

These words immediately struck a chord with the ten little golden crows: "You're right, but we can't do anything about it. Father Emperor has trapped us here because he's afraid we'll be lazy and not work hard in our cultivation. But we've already tried our best, but Father Emperor hasn't had time to come because he's busy dealing with the Witch Clan. It's infuriating!"

These words made Zhunti narrow his eyes and laugh, "If the ten princes really want to go out and experience the scenery of the prehistoric world, what difficulty is there in that!"

"Hmm?" The ten little golden crows looked at him and asked, "Do you have a way to let us out?"

“Easy as turning one’s hand.” Zhunti smiled slightly and said, “If the ten princes do not believe me, then watch my methods.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhunti struck the barrier of the formation with a palm. With a soft "pop," the barrier instantly opened up.

The ten little ones were stunned. This...this is how we get out?

Coming to their senses, the ten little golden crows cheered excitedly and flew off Yingzhou Island, heading towards the primordial land.

With ten suns overhead, the calamity of the primordial world began.

The ten little golden crows flew across the East China Sea, landed on the coast, and then headed west. Along the way, the ten little golden crows could not control the true fire of the sun on their bodies, causing countless creatures to be burned to death, die of heat, or die of thirst, resulting in countless deaths.

As their killing karma increased, the ten little golden crows were affected by the Lich King's Great Calamity, becoming increasingly irrational and bloodthirsty. Along the way, they recklessly released the True Fire of the Sun, burning even more primordial creatures to death.

Flying westward, the ten little golden crows spotted a tribe. The 'people' in this tribe, regardless of gender, were all tall and mighty, exuding a menacing aura, which made the little crows very uncomfortable.

"This must be the tribe of the witch clan, the mortal enemies of my demon race. Kill them!" The ten little ones, filled with karmic forces, began to act recklessly.

"call--"

A burst of true solar fire erupted, and a tribe of witches was ravaged. When they realized that the witch tribe was not as powerful as they had thought, the ten little golden crows began to act recklessly.

At the same time, Emperor Jun of the Heavenly Court was suddenly startled. He saw that the demon race's fortune was plummeting, and a deep red sin was beginning to spread to the dragon of fortune within their Heavenly Court. This dragon of fortune, which had previously been holy, was now exuding an aura of rampant cruelty.

"not good."

Di Jun and his high-ranking officials were utterly shocked, but they couldn't deduce any information. This was to be expected, as all the heavenly secrets had been concealed by Jieyin.

"You all stay in Heaven and keep watch. See what's going on. I'll be right back." After giving a few instructions, Di Jun disappeared from Heaven. Since Heaven hadn't discovered the origin of the sins and their causes, it could only be from the outside.

Emperor Jun suddenly thought of his ten children, and he hurriedly headed towards the Immortal Island of Yingzhou in the East Sea.

When Di Jun passed by the East Sea, he was so shocked that he staggered and almost fell.

All that could be seen was an endless road of living and dead bodies, filling the path leading to Yingzhou Island in the East China Sea.

The scorching heat had not yet dissipated, and this sea area looked as if it had been rolled over by the sun. Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, almost no living creature survived.

Di Jun finally understood why the demon race's fortune was declining rapidly and why their sins were so heavy. So many lives had died, which had gathered into boundless resentment, cursing the demon race. How could the demon race not have a declining fortune?

This is only what he can see; how much more is there that he can't see? Di Jun dared not think about it.

He quickly arrived at Yingzhou Island, and sure enough, the ten little golden crows were gone; the formation he had set up had been destroyed.

Who else but a sage could destroy one's own formation silently?

Di Jun laughed wildly, filled with grief and indignation: "Haha, haha, a sage! This is a sage, this is a sage!"

After a burst of unrestrained laughter, Di Jun suddenly shuddered: "Oh no, my son!"

Di Jun felt a sudden unease. For someone of his cultivation level, such a palpitation was definitely not a good thing; it was a sign that would never be wrong.

Enraged, Di Jun immediately sent a telepathic message to the Heavenly Court, and then followed the sea covered with corpses to search for the ten little golden crows.

The more I walked, the more panicked and angry I became. My heart had already pounded twice, which meant that my children had already... had already... had already lost two of them.

At this moment, Di Jun had forgotten that he was walking on a road paved with the corpses of countless living beings. He only thought about getting to the location of the ten little golden crows as quickly as possible.