Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

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Then there were the ten little golden crows. After sweeping through countless witch tribes, they finally encountered a crisis.

The great shaman Kuafu was patrolling the tribe when he suddenly felt an intense, excruciating heat, followed by the heart-wrenching screams of countless tribesmen.

When he discovered the ten small suns in the sky, he finally understood.

"Damn you feathered beasts, how dare you slaughter my Wu tribe! You deserve to die!" Kuafu struck the ten little golden crows that were rampaging with his peach wood staff.

"puff!"

"boom--"

The ten little golden crows were only at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, while Kuafu was the physical body of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. With one strike, all ten little golden crows were seriously injured and vomited blood incessantly.

Kuafu was taken aback. His full-force attack as a Great Luo Golden Immortal had failed to kill these ten beasts who were only at the Golden Immortal level. Could it be that these ten beasts had spiritual treasures protecting them?

As he had guessed, the ten little golden crows were indeed the children of Di Jun and Chang Xi. If they didn't have some spiritual treasures protecting them, they wouldn't have been able to rampage so far, burning countless members of the Wu tribe to death. However, they were only at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, not even Taiyi Golden Immortals. When they encountered the vengeful attack of the great shaman Kua Fu, even with the protection of spiritual treasures, they still paid the price of serious injury.

While Kuafu was stunned, the ten little ones who had been severely injured were frightened and their minds were jolted awake by the blow.

"Oh no, it's the Great Shaman of the Witch Clan! We're in danger!"

"Run!"

The ten little crows weren't stupid; they sensed Kuafu's murderous aura and could only try their best to escape. However, the gap between a Golden Immortal and a Great Luo Golden Immortal was too great. Kuafu regained his senses and caught up with them in just a few strides. After several more attacks, even with the protection of spiritual treasures, the ten little golden crows couldn't hold on any longer.

"Waaah, I'm so scared! Am I going to die?" Several little golden crows were on the verge of a breakdown, wailing and crying as they ran away.

"Don't cry, don't cry!" The eldest of the ten little golden crows scolded his younger brothers (or sisters?) through tears, then took out a golden jade talisman, a life-saving measure given to them by Emperor Jun, containing the full force of his attack: "With Father's jade talisman, we won't die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Crown Prince crushed the jade talisman. A new sun appeared in the sky. This was an attack inscribed by Di Jun's magic power, containing the full force of a Quasi-Saint who had severed two corpses. It was something that even a Great Luo Golden Immortal like Kuafu could not withstand.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the 'sun' crashed to the earth, leaving a trail of devastation in its wake. Rivers dried up, mountains burned, and countless lives vanished into thin air.

Despite his best efforts to resist, Kuafu could not withstand Dijun's attack and was burned to ashes on the spot.

However, Kuafu stopped the little golden crow from wreaking havoc and gained much merit. So after his death, the peach wood staff in his hand turned into a peach forest. Because he was stained with the little golden crow's blood during the pursuit, and the golden crow was the king of the demon race, all demons naturally retreated. Therefore, the peach forest that he transformed into naturally restrained all demons.

Furthermore, due to the true fire of the sun, it is extremely strong and yang, and can restrain all ghosts and monsters in the primordial world.

Furthermore, Kuafu was a member of the Wu tribe, who inherited Pangu's ability to transform his body into all things. Therefore, even in death, he could still contribute to the primordial world.

Therefore, due to a combination of various causes and conditions, and with the supreme guidance of the Heavenly Way, Kuafu died, but this led to the creation of Kuafu chasing the sun, transforming into a peach forest that could subdue evil, demons, and ghosts. His merits were praised throughout the three thousand small worlds of later generations.

but……

Kuafu's death enraged his close friend Houyi. Seeing the devastation of his tribe, and with Kuafu, a fellow great shaman and close friend, dead, Houyi immediately sent a message to the Ancestral Shaman Temple and then chased after him with his bow and arrows.

When they reached the peach forest where Kuafu had transformed after his death, although Kuafu was dead, his will remained. Ten sun-shooting arrows flew out from the peach forest, and Hou Yi understood immediately. He picked up his sun-shooting bow and arrows and aimed at the ten little golden crows that were still fleeing.

The Sun-Shooting Arrow has the ability to teleport, so you can't dodge it just by running far away.

"Duh~"

A sound pierced the sky.

"Whoosh-!"

The arrow that shot down the sun flew into the sky.

"what!"

With a scream, the seventh little golden crow, who was desperately trying to escape, was shot.

A hit means death; there are no exceptions.

It didn't fall down after death, but instead condensed into the shape of a yin-yang fish representing the energies of the sun and the moon, before dissipating into the world.

This is not because the little golden crow died with its soul scattered and its body left no trace, but because its essence and origin were absorbed by the Heavenly Dao, waiting for the day it would be transformed back into the sun in the mortal world.

"Seventh brother (sister), seventh brother (sister), no, no!" A heart-wrenching voice rang out.

The ten little golden crows, who had never been lawless, discovered for the first time how close death was, and the seventh one died just like that.

"Damn the witch clan, how dare they, how dare they!" the fourth brother said angrily, but he had barely finished expressing his anger.

"Whoosh!" An arrow shot down from the sun pierced through him as well.

"Ah, Fourth Brother (Sister), Fourth Brother (Sister)." The little golden crows were completely bewildered. The seventh brother was dead, and the fourth brother (sister) was dead too.

"Father, save me! Mother, save me! Uncle, save me! Ah! The Witch... Clan!" The fifth son is dead.

Then, inevitably, the enraged Hou Yi shot at the little golden crows again and again, and the little golden crows fell one by one.

On the other side, Di Jun realized that his heart had ached several times, and he understood what that meant.

"The Witch Clan, the Witch Clan!" Almost losing his mind, he quickly transmitted his voice to the Heavenly Court, and the entire Heavenly Court army began to move.

Meanwhile, after news of Hou Yi arrived, the Wu tribe also began to take action.

Among the Witch Clan this time, there is a new face: Xing Tian, ​​who obtained Hou Tu's essence blood and thus evolved into one of the Thirteen Ancestral Witches.

At this time, Xing Tian had only just entered the Quasi-Saint realm, far inferior to Hou Tu, but he could barely set up the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation, which was something the Wu Clan had desperately tried to make up for.

Upon receiving news of Hou Yi, Di Jiang immediately summoned all the forces of the Wu tribe, and the mighty Wu army began its march eastward.

Chapter Thirty-One: The God of Cookery Arrives

No one could understand what the little golden crow was going through. The magical sun-shooting arrow came from the darkness, and each time it took the life of a brother (sister).

The remaining four little ones were utterly desperate.

"Waaah... Damn witch clan, you killed us, your witch clan will also suffer retribution, waaah..." The dignified demon prince cried.

This is normal. After all, they are all children who have never seen much of the world, and their strength is vastly different. Their brothers (sisters) are being killed one by one with arrows. It's already quite good that they are not scared out of their minds and go crazy. On the contrary, crying can relieve their anxiety and fear.

Although it's not very useful for escaping.

With a whoosh, another little golden crow died, leaving three behind.

The little golden crow was even more devastated.

"Waaah, no, don't kill us, we were wrong, we were wrong, I... uh..." Another little golden crow was shot to death.

Only the youngest, Lu Ya, and the eldest of the Little Golden Crows remained.

One is the eldest prince, and the other has a young prince. Hou Yi smiled coldly: Today, you will both die!

Hou Yi drew his bow and shot an arrow, killing the leader of the ten golden crows.

Only Xiao Luya was left. He was completely terrified and had even forgotten how to cry. His eyes were glazed over.

They're all dead, all the older brothers and sisters are dead...

What's the point of me living?

Just as Xiao Lu Ya was preparing to fight to the death, a golden crow that blotted out the sky came from the east, its powerful aura startling Hou Yi!

"Di Jun!?"

"Boom—"

The furious Emperor Jun had felt heartache nine times in a row. He knew what this meant: nine of his ten children had died. If he hadn't arrived in time, all of his children would have perished here.

"The Witch Clan!" Di Jun stared at Hou Yi on the ground with bloodshot eyes. With a roar, an unparalleled True Fire of the Sun burned towards Hou Yi.

"Di Jun, cease your arrogance!"

With a great roar, a colossal palace instantly enveloped Hou Yi. The Ancestral Witches had arrived; they used the Pangu Palace to withstand Di Jun's attack and protect Hou Yi.

"Child! My child!"

Amidst flashes of lightning and thunder, and the howling of wind, it appeared as if a massive crack had split open in the sky. As the witch clan arrived, the demon clan also arrived.

First came Changxi's mournful cry. Like Dijun, she had discovered that her nine children had died and vanished completely, their souls and spirits destroyed, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Chang Xi, nearly driven mad, is no longer the aloof and powerful empress she once was; she has become a madwoman grieving the loss of her beloved son.

The Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow was born from the union of Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor of the Sun Star, and Chang Xi, the Demon Emperor of the Moon Star. He was born with the power of both the Sun and the Moon, and was hailed by the Divine Chef as having a limitless future. If he had grown up smoothly, the demon race would have gained ten super experts at the Quasi-Saint level. But now... apart from the youngest, Lu Ya, all nine princes of the demon race are dead.

The hatred for the murder of one's son is irreconcilable, but before Chang Xi could roar in grief and anger, the enraged Donghuang Taiyi roared, "The Wu Clan deserves to die!" and charged towards the Wu Clan.

Nine of his nephews died and their souls vanished, leaving only one terrified and like a fool. How could Donghuang Taiyi not be furious?!

"Hmph! I'm not afraid of you, let's fight!" With a cold snort, Zhu Rong was the first to step forward, and the irreconcilable hatred between the lich and demon erupted.

If anyone had held back before, this time none of them dared to hold back; they all went all out, attacking recklessly.

In an instant, both the lich and the creatures of this place were doomed.

The first to suffer are the ever-growing human race.

When the lich's world-destroying war began, the weak human race became innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire. But this was an unavoidable disaster. The lich, enraged by the chaos, saw anyone who dared to join in as an enemy, or rather, anyone who stood in their way as an enemy.

Seeing the Lich Calamity finally erupt, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti sighed softly. Although this final calamity was a major trend under the Heavenly Dao, it was ultimately caused by their calculations. Countless beings would die in this calamity, which made them feel somewhat reluctant.

But since it had already happened, they could only go with the flow and prepare for the aftermath.

The war between the lich and the demons was devastating. At that moment, the world changed, as if it were the trigger for cause and effect and sin.

Even those forces that had initially wanted to watch the spectacle realized that calamity was imminent.

If you want to live, you must go through this great calamity. If you survive, you live; if you don't, you die.

"kill!"

On the battlefield, Chang Xi was already bloodthirsty. The thought of her nine children being reduced to ashes and their souls destroyed filled her with despair. Even if it meant self-destruction, she would make the Wu Clan pay the price.

The Yin Way is extremely Yin and gentle. When it came to Gonggong, who also possessed the extremely gentle Water Way, Gonggong was actually beaten into a sorry state for a time. If it weren't for the Ancestral Witch's strong physical body and rich combat experience, and Changxi's lack of combat experience due to her pampered upbringing, Gonggong would probably have been defeated long ago.

Chang Xi never showed off her abilities, but at this moment she was almost insane. After all, she was a near-level-up expert and one of the Taiyin Goddesses. How could an ordinary being resist her?

"Crazy woman, your children wreaked havoc on the creatures of the prehistoric world, their crimes are unforgivable, and they deserve to die! Only nine died. If I had come earlier, I wouldn't have left you a single one." Gonggong was frustrated by the beating, so he could only speak to make Changxi feel bad in order to ease the tension.

As a result, they stirred up a hornet's nest, and Chang Xi went completely mad.

"Give me back my son's life!" Chang Xi used all his means, even resorting to injury to inflict injury upon injury. After several exchanges, a massive attack, the Moon Essence Wheel, struck Gonggong's body.

"what--"

With a scream, Gonggong was cleaved in two, nearly losing his life. Had the Ancestral Witches not been so powerful and difficult to kill, Gonggong would have been dead long ago. Even so, severely wounded by a magical treasure like the Moon Essence Wheel, Gonggong would not be able to recover in a short time.

"Gonggong!"