You Want Me to Be a Primordial Helper, But I Created and Destroyed All Realms?!
Chapter 148

The Reason Sage Is Going Crazy! Mapo Tofu as a Great Dao?

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The "Grand Primordial Feast" by the Qiankun Food Sage, with an almost overbearing attitude, announced the final outcome of this sermon rehearsal.

He didn't utter a single word of doctrine.

He simply cooked a meal.

But this meal caused millions of living beings at the foot of the mountain to ascend to heaven on the spot, and left the saints at the summit speechless.

The only judge Lin Shen, was so happy that he mistook the ginseng leaf on his head for a toe and gave him a score of "twenty-one points" that exceeded the scoring rules!

This score transformed into an indescribable, Chaos mountain, pressing down heavily on the heart of the last Sage — the Yin Yang Reason Sage.

His face, which was already half black and half pure white, now had a completely disordered color scheme.

The white within the black was tinged with despair, and the black within the white was tinged with collapse.

That face was no longer the mysterious Tai Chi Diagram, but rather resembled an overturned chessboard, filled with the final struggle before the collapse of order.

The pressure is no longer just immense, it's like the sky is falling.

He glanced at Taiqing Laozi out of the corner of his eye.

Their "Great Dao Candy" is a perfect example of returning to simplicity and authenticity.

He then glanced at the Tongtian Jiaozhu.

Their "Sword Qi Rollercoaster" takes fun to the extreme, exceeding all expectations.

He looked at Nuwa again.

This is a "Divine Pet Expo" where cuteness is justice, a perfect score!

The gaze fell upon Fuxi, the old silver coin, who directly tossed the exam paper to the examinee, a "Destiny Sandbox" with infinite points.

Finally, there was that old Delia Qiankun.

Even more impressively, it roasted the entire Primordial Starry Sky like a lamb skewer, achieving an ultimate perfect score, complete with toes and ginseng leaves!

How can we explain this?

What should he, Yin Yang Reason Sage, be saying?

His philosophy is "balance," "order," and "reason."

This is a Dao that is incomparably vast, incomparably profound, and therefore... incomparably tedious.

His original speech was to explain the supreme cyclical theory of how the universe evolved from Chaos to order, how the Yin Yang energies gave rise to all things, and how all things eventually returned to nothingness.

If this set of items were placed in the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun Daozu would have to nod in approval.

It can be placed here...

He glanced at Lin Shen, who was still engrossed in eating "Starry Sky Roasted Meat," his face glistening with oil.

He glanced again at the Yuanshi Tianzun, whose head was perched with a cat, Dao Heart was already shattered into a fishing net.

Li Sheng had no doubt.

As long as he dares to utter the first word "Dao," Lin Shen will definitely fall asleep on the spot within three breaths, drooling all over the place.

Then, he will receive an evaluation even more devastating than the "one point" given to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Zero points.

Even negative scores!

No! Absolutely not!

I, a dignified Chaos God, the Sage of Reason who governs the order of the universe, how could I possibly suffer such a humiliating end!

The primordial spirit of the Yin Yang Reason Sage was burning wildly, and the wisdom accumulated over billions of eons was squeezed to its limit at this moment.

How can we make the incredibly boring concept of "balance"... tasty, or fun?

Balance...

Black and white...

Yin and Yang...

A million thoughts arose and vanished in his mind like stars.

Playing chess? Too slow. Lin Shen definitely doesn't have that kind of patience.

Painting? With the masterpieces of Fuxi preceding him, he could never surpass him.

Sculpting clay figures? That's Nuwa's area of expertise; you'd be showing off your limited skills before an expert.

Cooking? Qiankun, that glutton, has completely blocked that path. He can't possibly turn his Yin Yang Dao into a dish with black and white distinctions, can he?

Etc...

Vegetable?

A single thought, so absurd that he wanted to slap himself, tore apart all the Chaos within his primordial spirit at that moment!

Yin and Yang...

White and black...

Tender and resilient...

Fragrance and hemp...

Is there anything in this world that can perfectly embody this ultimate unity of opposites and harmony?

Have!

For the first time, a fervent light, like that of a drowning person grasping at a piece of driftwood, burst forth in the clear black and white eyes of the Yin Yang Reason Sage!

He's got it!

In a time so distant that even he himself could no longer recall, he traveled across the Primordial Land and, in a settlement of ordinary beings, tasted a food full of wondrous ideas...

The food was white and tender like jade, and was therefore considered yin.

The sauce, with its bright red color resembling fire, represents Yang.

The taste is a fierce collision of numbing and spicy sensations on the tip of the tongue, followed by a harmonious blending in the throat, like the endless cycle of Yin Yang and yang!

This is it!

I'll gamble!

The dignity of the Sage and the pride of the Chaos gods were utterly trampled under his feet and crushed to dust at this moment!

Amidst the watchful eyes of the masses and the playful, almost mocking, thoughts of all the Sage— "Let's see what new tricks you can come up with next" —the Yin Yang Reason Sage, the final preacher, finally ascended the Starlight Dao Platform.

Unlike other Sage, he did not display his extraordinary abilities from the outset.

He simply stood in the center of the platform, facing Lin Shen who was still fighting with the Starry Sky Roasted Meat, and forced out what he thought was the most amiable smile, which was actually uglier than a grimace.

He didn't utter a single word about the "Tao".

He merely bowed slightly, and in a tone filled with uncertainty, even a hint of humble obsequiousness, asked softly:

"Junior Brother..."

"I, your senior, can't cook, and I can't draw."

"However, my senior brother can cook a dish."

Have you ever eaten Mapo Tofu?

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