Ding Ling cut Wu Song off before he could finish and asked:
"How did Brother Wu find out that you were the reincarnation of the Heavenly Injury Star, descended to the mortal world?"
Ding Ling had already guessed that someone like Lü Fang, one of the door gods, had told him.
Sure enough.
Wu Song was an honest man, open and forthright. He had no qualms about it and answered frankly:
"The Heavenly Lone Star, when he descended to the mortal world to perform his duties, specifically sought me out and told me."
"The Heavenly Lone Star, Lu Zhishen?"
"Looks like Your Divine Lordship knows quite a lot about us Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits and Seventy-two Earthly Fiends."
Wu Song became increasingly amiable and familiar with Ding Ling.
"May I ask Your Divine Lordship's name?"
"Don't keep calling me Your Divine Lordship. Brother Wu can just call me Tuoba Feng."
Tuoba Feng.
That was the name of the Earth God from the Chinese Paladin World.
Ding Ling had killed him, so even if he borrowed his name now, he had no need to worry about any Cause and Effect entanglement.
"Tuoba? That's a very unusual surname."
Wu Song paused, then quickly laughed.
"Brother Tuoba's cultivation and methods are extraordinary. I've pursued this Tiger Demon for a long time, but could never catch it. I never expected that it would become food on Brother Tuoba's plate."
"Our plate."
Ding Ling had learned every kind of skill in the Lower Realm, naturally including the skills of the God of Cookery! It could be said that even if Ding Ling were asked to become the God of Cookery in the Heavenly Court now, there would be no problem at all. When it came to cooking and roasting meat, few people in the world would