Qiankun's Ambition! Building Taste of Reincarnation!
The roar of Daoist Duobao was a cry from the depths of his soul, carrying his absolute devotion to the supreme path of "Proving the Dao by Raiding Houses," and it echoed endlessly before the golden treasure vault.
All the Sage and Ancestral Witch focused their attention on that golden ingot, which could be described as a "mudslide" of Primordial World architectural aesthetics.
Then look at Daoist Duobao, who was so excited that he was gesturing wildly and immediately began calculating which unlucky guy's fortune he should rob next. Their expressions revealed an indescribable complexity.
A chilling thought arose in the minds of all the powerful beings.
Lin Shen's "design" appears on the surface to be nothing more than a child's innocent folly.
But behind this absurdity lies a higher level of "resource integration" that they could not even reach!
He used the purest method to forcibly "twist" these top figures, whose paths were completely opposite and who were even mortal enemies, into a single rope, and together they completed a work of art.
Everyone contributed to this process.
Everyone felt Sense of Participation.
Everyone felt they were an indispensable part of this extraordinary spectacle.
This...
This is simply the ultimate form of the art of managing subordinates!
Hongjun Daozu, stroked his long beard, his smile growing ever deeper.
This is the result he wanted.
The establishment of the Underworld is the cornerstone for determining the future of the Primordial World.
It must never become the private property of any religion or ethnic group.
All the top forces in the Three Realms must be involved, and their respective fortunes must be deeply intertwined with this newly established order of the Underworld.
Only in this way can the underworld be immortal and reincarnation last forever.
Lin Shen, in his unparalleled way, perfectly, even beyond expectations, realized Hongjun's strategic blueprint.
"Alright, the treasure vault is finished, next!"
Lin Shen felt absolutely nothing about the gratitude that his Brother Duobao expressed—a gratitude that could have pierced through the eighteen levels of the underworld.
He was completely immersed in the immense joy of playing the "chief architect" and couldn't wait to launch the next project.
He ran up to the Qiankun Food Sage, tilted his chubby little face up, waved his little hand, and gave orders in a childish voice, yet with an air of undeniable pride.
"Brother Qiankun! It's time to build you Gudugu Gudugu Stewing Meat Big Pool!"
"Glug glug... a big pot for stewing meat?"
The Qiankun Food Sage, jolted awake, his massive body trembling as he snapped out of his shock at the spectacle.
He lowered his Lin Shen Can's bright, sparkling eyes.
There are no grand principles, no scheming, only the purest, endless desire for "delicious food."
Boom!
A robust, Sage's Heart was instantly ignited by that gaze!
Endless motivation and culinary inspiration exploded in his mind!
"Alright! Junior brother, watch closely!"
The Qiankun Food Sage, with his signature round belly puffed out, took a step forward.
The entire Netherworld trembled three times at his step.
"The pool I want, first and foremost, has to be big!"
He stretched out his two large arms and vigorously drew a circle in the air that was larger than anyone could imagine.
"It has to be bigger than the East Sea Dragon King's bathtub! Big enough to stew a hundred Chaos Demon Ape at the same time!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
The Earth Ancestral Witch, who had been standing silently beside the Empress Houtu, as silent as the earth itself, stepped forward with a smile.
She didn't say anything, but simply raised her hand and gently pressed down on the area marked by the Qiankun Food Sage.
Rumble--!
The supreme Earth Laws roared deep within the Netherworld!
A terrifying sinkhole, bottomless and thousands of miles in diameter, appeared out of thin air before everyone's eyes!
The inner wall of the sinkhole is actually made of the most solid Nine Nether Divine Iron, naturally formed and covered with mysterious Dao Patterns, naturally possessing the miraculous effects of "gathering heat", "locking in freshness" and "consolidating the source".
A perfect "pot" is now ready.
"Then! To stew meat, you need a fire!"
The Qiankun Food Sage's gaze turned fervent, fixed on Zhurong not far away.
Zhurong, who had long been unable to contain himself, let out a deafening laugh upon hearing this, spewing out two thick fire dragons from his nostrils that distorted the very air.
"Fire? Leave that to me!"
He stepped to the edge of the sinkhole and stomped his right foot hard against the bottomless abyss!
"All-Heavenly Divine Fire, ignite!"
Boom--!
A dark red flame, filled with extreme destruction and rage, surged fiercely from the deepest part of the Nine Nether Earth, instantly filling the entire ten-thousand-mile-long sinkhole!
However, the divine fire, powerful enough to incinerate even Sage, was precisely controlled by Zhurong with an exquisitely subtle force.
The flames burn steadily only at the bottom of the pit, maintaining a constant temperature. The heat is warm but not dry, perfectly embodying the culinary principle of "slow cooking brings out the flavor."
A perfect stove is now complete.
"Having a pot and a stove isn't enough! The most important thing for a good soup is the broth!"
At this moment, the expression of the Qiankun Food Sage became extremely solemn.
He knew that this "stewed meat pool" was actually meant to serve the endless thirsty souls in the Hungry Ghost Path.
Those souls have no physical form and cannot devour real flesh and blood.
Therefore, what he stews is never meat.
It's "thinking".
It is a kind of "Spiritual Food" that can satisfy even the soul!
"What I need is the purest 'Good Thought' in the world, the most devout 'faith', and... the 'Taste of Home' that best evokes memories of the soul!"
The Qiankun Food Sage faced the void and expressed his ultimate vision for the soup base.
This time, with graceful, delicate steps, it was the Empress Nuwa stepped forward.
With a gentle wave of her hand, the Creation Vine Staff, once used to mold humans from clay and brimming with boundless vitality, appeared in her palm.
She gracefully waved her hand gently over the vast sinkhole.
"In the name of creation, Wishes of All Beings."
In an instant.
Since the World Creation of Primordial World, this is the most sincere prayer uttered by all living things when facing danger.
The most selfless love that all mothers show when protecting their young.
Countless travelers, on their deathbeds, express their deepest longing for their homeland...
These intangible and intangible yet truly imprinted in the cause and effect of heaven and earth, the supreme good "emotions," were forcibly gathered by Nuwa's Creation Great Dao.
They rise from every corner of the river of time, transforming into drops of colorful, infinitely warm and luminous... Spiritual Dew!
Splash--
The dew fell like billions of stars, converging into a dazzling Milky Way, all of it falling into the sinkhole.
The nectar mingled with the All-Heavenly Divine Fire below, and instead of being evaporated, it transformed into a pot of Supreme Divine Soup with a warm, jade-like color and an aroma sufficient to soothe all violence in the world!
"Delicious soup! Delicious soup!"
The Qiankun Food Sage's eyes lit up, and his saliva almost flowed like a river.
He felt that his Great Dao of Food had been inspired and elevated like never before when he witnessed the birth of this soup!
"At last!"
The Qiankun Food Sage took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the Taiqing Laozi, who had remained silent from beginning to end, yet no one dared to ignore him.
He bowed deeply to Laozi with utmost respect.
"First Master, this soup is missing one crucial ingredient: the 'starter'."
"If one ingredient is missing, it's the 'flavor' that will make all the souls in the Hungry Ghost Path let go of their attachments and willingly drink this soup."
Taiqing Laozi opened his eyes, glanced at the pot of Wanli Divine Soup that was bubbling, and then looked down at Lin Shen, who was clinging to his leg and staring at him expectantly.
He understood.
He took something out of his wide sleeves.
That wasn't the Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir, nor was it Innate Spiritual Treasure.
It was an ordinary, even somewhat crooked and poorly presented... candy.
This was the first time he had clumsily learned mortal techniques and used his own Taiqing Immortal Fire to refine the first "Great Dao Candy" in order to make his little apprentice happy.
Although it is ugly, it contains the most primal, purest, and even never revealed to others, trace of the doting affection that belongs only to an "elder"—the affection of this inactive Taiqing Saint.
He didn't speak.
He simply tossed the candy into the sinkhole.
The sugar cube fell into the divine soup and melted silently.
The next instant.
Boom--!!!
An extreme sweetness, indescribable in words and defying definition by any taste, erupted from the vast sinkhole!
That's not the sweetness on the tip of your tongue.
It's a kind of Sweetness of Emotion that can melt even the Divine Soul, that can awaken the deepest, most Primal Desire in the blood of all living beings for "to be loved" and "to be cared for"...
This scent instantly pierced through the barrier of the Netherworld and spread throughout the Six Paths of Reincarnation!
In the realm of Hungry Ghost Path.
The billions of souls, howling in agony from eternal thirst and devouring one another, fell silent the moment they smelled this aroma.
For the first time, their faces, which were filled with greed, resentment, and madness, revealed an expression called "longing."
They remembered.
In the depths of a long, long time ago, so long ago that it has been forgotten, I was once that precious baby, held in my parents' palms and cherished, who would cheer with joy at the sight of a single piece of candy...
A perfect pot of "Chicken Soup for the Soul," capable of making all the dead souls in the Three Realms and Six Paths lay down their weapons and obediently line up to drink it, has been successfully completed!
Qiankun Food Sage gazed upon the "bubbling stewing pool" before him—a vessel bubbling with the earth as its pot, divine fire as its stove, the Wishes of All Beings as its broth, and the love of Sage as its catalyst—two streams of hot tears rolled down his plump cheeks.
He knew.
From this day forward, he will no longer be that Primordial World culinary saint who only knew how to Roasted Sweet Potato.
He will become the one who oversees the food supply for the entire cycle of reincarnation, using delicious food to Saving All Sentient Beings and enlighten the souls of the dead...
"The Underworld Chef God!"