At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

In fact, the gods knew the truth the moment they saw Ereshkigal, but they kept it to themselves, except for Ishtar, who foolishly pointed it out.

It wasn't just Ishtar who was jealous; all the goddesses were jealous, especially Joan of Arc, Artoria, and Fukaros, the three goddesses who were among the first to follow Los Santos. For a moment, the jealousy almost overwhelmed them.

The goddesses secretly vowed, "No! The third one has to be me!" At the same time, they exchanged silent glances, gritting their teeth, "I must be ahead of you!"

Chapter 287 The Bet: Giving the Gods Special Advice

"Heavens! Lord Heavenly Justice!"

Compared to the gods, Xiangling, Aikofi, and Seno, the three demigods who were brought by the gods to participate in the 'Gods' Tea Party', were extremely shocked.

"Mr. Luo is actually the supreme Lord Tianli!" Xiangling covered her lips with both hands, completely stunned. She didn't have a deep impression of Luo Sheng, having only met him three times.

In her heart, Mr. Luo was one of the immortals, so it was normal to meet him once every few decades or centuries. Isn't that how most immortals are? But she never thought that Mr. Luo would be a god, or even the supreme god who created everything.

"Gulp~" Seno and Aikefei were first shocked to see the supreme Tianli, and then even more shocked that their friend Xiangling had already seen Tianli, even though she did not know Tianli's identity before.

"Haha, everyone, there's no need for such formalities. I am not a high and mighty ruler at this moment." Luo Sheng smiled and waved his hand, releasing a gentle and approachable aura that dispelled the awe in the hearts of the gods.

"I consider myself more like the head of your family, don't you think?"

“That’s right, Los Santos is like the head of a big family to us.” Fucaros walked over and said gently, his heterochromatic eyes flashing over Ereshkigal and Buyer, and finally his voice carried a hint of suspicious intimacy: “I miss the family meals we used to have together without any distinction, Head of the Family.”

"Yes, it's not easy for our patriarch to attend a tea party, and everyone wants to relive your gentleness." Raiden Shin pulled Raiden Film over, his voice full of anticipation.

"Oh, um, yes, yes." Ying was blank for a moment, then said in a slightly stiff voice. For decades, her sister had taught her 'lessons' about governing the country, interpersonal relationships, and expressing emotions every day. She knew what had happened, but she was still clumsy in expressing it.

"That's so unfair! Don't push Mommy out!" Tiamat, seeing that all the goddesses had surrounded Los Saint, puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction and pushed Fukaros and Ray to the front.

“Mom… oh… I want to get close to Los Saint too! It’s been decades since we’ve been close, and my heart feels so empty!” Tiamat said, trying to hug Los Saint around the waist.

Upon seeing this, a fleeting murderous intent arose in the hearts of the goddesses. In the entire world, only Buyer and Tiamat dared to act recklessly in front of Los Santos.

Aside from her personality, Tiamat is truly powerful. She was already at the peak of the 'High-Ranking God-King' level and had begun constructing her 'worldview,' making her arguably a 'Half-Step Ruler of Law'.

If Tiamat were as strong as them, they would all try to stop her from committing such a foul.

We agreed that everyone should follow the rules, but Tiamat kept breaking them.

However, they also had some reflections. Los Santos allowed Tiamat to act recklessly not because she was strong, so should they also learn from Tiamat?

"Are you trying to drown me? I haven't even had a sip of tea yet." Los Saint pressed his finger against Tiamat's forehead as she lunged at him. Although Tiamat had large horns on her head, she was only up to Los Saint's chest.

"Stop fooling around, everyone. You're scaring Los Saint away." Buyer smiled, her voice appearing directly in the minds of the goddesses.

She didn't mind at all that the goddesses liked Los Saint; the feelings between gods weren't so narrow-minded. In fact, she hoped there would be more goddesses.

Goddesses who obtain the essence of the origin will find it much easier to create a 'worldview' in the future; the stronger the gods are, the stronger their world will be.

"..." The goddesses could only fall silent after the Empress had spoken.

"Hehehe~" Quetzal laughed heartily: "Speaking of which, there is another reason why we are all gathered together. Our two future culinary gods have reached the realm of gods, and everyone is eager to taste the true food of the gods."

"So, the main characters of this tea party are not you, Lord Tenri, but our two culinary masters."

"Huh? Me, me?" Xiangling was flustered when she heard that she had been suddenly pulled out and placed under the spotlight. She didn't know where to put her hands.

Although she often interacted with immortals and even gods, she still felt nervous and her mind went blank when she became the focus of attention of these great beings.

"I, I will definitely do my best to show my best cooking skills!" Ai Kefei was even more nervous than Xiang Ling, and her voice became stuttering.

This was actually her first time participating in the Gods' Tea Party. Usually, only one or two gods would come to her restaurant, and they would usually keep their identities hidden.

Only a few people have never concealed their identities: the goddesses of Fontaine, Lady Furina and Lady Fukaros, as well as Lady Medo and Lady Artoria.

"You two don't need to be so nervous. Los Santos is a very kind person." Artoria patted the two of them on the shoulder with a serious expression, her queenly and goddess aura becoming even stronger. She then transmitted her words to the two of them.

"Moreover, the thrones of the God of Cookery were reserved for you two by Los Saint a long time ago."

*Gulp* After Artoria finished speaking, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva as she thought about the delicious food they usually made. Xiangling and Aikofei's cooking is getting better and better.

Although she wasn't a picky eater, having eaten so many top-quality delicacies, she found it hard to eat ordinary food anymore. As a queen, her appetite had become picky, and she felt quite guilty about it. As a queen, she really was a bit like a tyrant.

However, when this was mentioned, the knights all said that it was only natural for the king to be picky about food, which proved that the British culinary industry was thriving.

Xiangling and Aikefei's eyes widened slightly, their lips parted slightly. Had they already been designated as the God of Cooking by the Supreme Deity?

However, they do not believe that they got in through connections. They say that their achievements so far are the result of hard work and accumulation. It can only be said that their talent and efforts have been recognized.

If you don't work hard, even if you've been valued for a long time, you'll still disappoint the highest deity.

“That’s right. The main characters of this tea party are Xiangling and Aikefei. You two have finally managed to create divine cuisine. I’ve been looking forward to this moment.” Luo Sheng praised with a smile.

From the very beginning, he had been looking forward to the birth of a culinary master, after all, he still retained human habits, pursuing delicious food and leisure.

"Thank you for your praise, Lord Tianli, I, I will definitely work harder!" Xiangling stammered, but her eyes were very bright, and her face was flushed with nervousness.

“Me too!” Aikofee chimed in.

“Then I’m really looking forward to the next part, tasting the delicious food,” Luo Sheng said with a smile. “Once you ascend to the throne, I will bestow upon each of you a set of cooking utensils that are unique to you. I’m sure you will be able to give full play to your culinary skills then.”

"Thank you, Lord Tianli!" Xiangling and Aikefei stopped stuttering, their eyes shining.

The kitchen utensils that belong exclusively to these chefs, bestowed by the Lord of Heaven, must be divine artifacts, divine-level kitchen utensils! The perfect 'weapons' that chefs dream of.

"Xiangling, just call me Brother Luo as before, otherwise I'll have to pay for your meals from now on," Luo Sheng said with a smile.

He regarded these kind, familiar, and friendly people as members of the divine family.

He has complicated feelings for them, after all, he has no blood relatives.

"Brother Luo!" Xiangling said shyly in a low voice.

"Brother Luo!" Ai Kefei blurted out without thinking. After saying it, she quickly covered her mouth, her heart pounding. Oh no, she had answered too many times with Xiangling and blurted it out unconsciously!

"It's just a form of address, I don't mind." Luo Sheng looked at Aikefei gently and smiled, "After all, there are still people in this world who curse God and the heavens."

Even extraordinary individuals sometimes curse when they get impatient, saying things like, "God is so cruel!" or "Oh my God, this is terrible!"

It's almost like saying "Holy crap!"

Soon, the atmosphere returned to normal.

Xiangling and Aikefei prepared the dishes with even more energy, while Maxius carefully instructed them from the side. After all, he was the god of the hearth, and of course the god of the hearth could cook delicious food. Although he was not as specialized as the god of food or the god of chef, his cooking skills were still several levels higher than those of the eighth-rank Xiangling and Aikefei.

However, He did not take over Xiangling and Aikefei's work. What Lord Tianli wanted to taste was Xiangling and Aikefei's cooking skills, not his. Besides, as an old guy who has lived for thousands of years, He should leave the opportunity to the younger generation who are still growing. He can just be a background figure and pave the way.

Joan of Arc was merely helping them pick vegetables and other ingredients; she had no intention of indulging in the same pleasures as the gods.

"Come, come, a tea party can't just be about drinking tea, we still need to play cards." With a wave of his hand, Luo Sheng instantly conjured a mahjong table in the pavilion.

“I’ll take the lead, and each of us will only use the ninth level of intelligence.” With that, Luo Sheng snapped his fingers.

Fist-sized, colorful bubbles appeared above the table, each containing a prize: a divine artifact, a crystal of rules, threads of destiny, and even a crystal of omnipotent divine power.

However, these are at most at the level of godhood; these prizes are just a small reward for the gods.

"Whoever beats me, or draws, will win one of the prizes from me."

"Lord Tianli is very happy today, then I must accompany you! I'll go, I'll go!" Wendy's eyes lit up instantly when she saw the prize, and she rubbed her hands together and was about to go to the table with a big smile.

He may not need these things, but Mondstadt does. Mondstadt's development is lagging behind Liyue, Fontaine, and Inazuma, and they're already sitting at the same table as Nata.

The main problem is that he's not as wealthy as the old man, nor does he have a powerful backer like the Tree King, like the Grass God. You mean Istaru? Please, it's already a favor that she didn't ask him to fill in for her; she only gives him benefits for a reason.

The gods, unlike Barbatos, were not shameless. They exchanged glances and looked at Seno, who had been brought here by Narcida to broaden his horizons.

Currently, only one person from Sumeru, Seno, has reached the God Realm. The others are only at the fifth, sixth, or seventh level. Let's give the first move to Sumeru.

“Sino, you go up. You need to use 200% of your intelligence,” Nasita said seriously. “This is your favorite card game.”

"Yes, Lady Nasita." Seno was sweating profusely. No, I do like playing cards, but I like playing paper cards, and being watched by the pros to play the first round made my palms sweat with nervousness.

Although he is already at the ninth rank, he has not made any progress because he inherited the power of the Demon God. Whether he can truly become a god is still uncertain.

He was constantly taken by Nasita to various gatherings between gods, and he felt ashamed that he was being given high expectations but was not living up to them.

“Sino, not bad, Sumeru now has someone who can withstand the pressure.” Luo Sheng nodded. Sumeru was one of the more tragic kingdoms of Teyvat, as all its powerful figures had died one after another.

The Demon God War wiped out a large number of people, and the Red King's forbidden knowledge contaminated and killed a group of heroes who had been born with great difficulty. Then the Great Tree King painstakingly cleaned up the mess created by the Red King, and then the War of Kanria occurred.

Now look what's happened. The group of human heroes that were finally restored is gone again. And since Monarch Nasida has been offline for 500 years and hasn't been cultivating any heroes, only a few cats and dogs have naturally grown up.

"You flatter me, Lord Tianli," Seno said, sweating profusely and bowing his head.

"Then, let's begin the first game."

The clattering of mahjong tiles filled the air.

These are not ordinary mahjong sets, but rather the crystallization of rules, with the mahjong table being a temporarily created 'pseudo-worldview'.

What appears to be playing mahjong is actually a simulation of the process of creating a 'worldview'.

Those prizes are just a drop in the ocean; the real prize is the process of playing mahjong.

The weakest of this group of veteran gods are all at the peak of the main god level, and they are all advancing to god-king. Those who have advanced to god-king are also constantly evolving the rules of power, laying the foundation for building a 'worldview'.

As his source grew stronger, the gods gradually couldn't keep up with his pace of growth, so he had to give them some special treatment and remove some obstacles in their path.

Of course, the length of the path hasn't changed; whether they have the talent or progress slowly is their own problem.

As soon as the sound of mahjong tiles rang out, everyone, from Barbatos and Seno who were at the table to the gods watching, became serious and stared intently at the mahjong table.

In that instant, all the gods understood Luo Sheng's intention; this was not simply a game of cards.

"Holy crap, what's going on?" The Dragon King Ruotu, who was secretly eating nearby, felt the constantly changing aura of rules and the sesame seed cake in his mouth fell to the ground. His eyes widened in surprise.

'Good heavens, really good heavens! Morax, you big-eyed bastard, you didn't even invite me to the special treatment the Heavenly Lord is giving you!'

I'm better off without this best friend! We're cutting ties!

"Hiss—" Marcus's eyes widened, and he stopped burning the stove, following closely behind the Dragon King Rota.

“Eh…” Xiangling and Aikefei were stunned.

“I’ll help you,” Joan of Arc said with a smile. “You don’t understand yet.” At least a ninth-level cultivator would be able to understand what’s happening.

In short, you need to have full powers to play at the table, since each card represents a complete set of rules, and without full powers you can't even understand the cards.

As an angel, her path to advancement differs from that of the gods. She is the vice-ruler of Heaven, and her future height depends on her rank. In other words, her rank will slowly rise even without her efforts.

Moreover, she can borrow a bit of God's power through the 'Bible' she was given, and when she really fights, she is no weaker than the Great God King, because she can use diluted omnipotent divine power, and is even slightly better than the Middle Great God King.

Chapter 288 The True Divine Wine, Wind God Brew, The Competition Begins, Calling for the Furnace Fire