You have Pangu's bloodline? What am I, the Sanqing, then? The three thousand great Luo guests arrive early? Hongjun is stunned.

"Chen Xuan... are you trying to trick my pet rat into becoming lame?"

A silent, displeased voice echoed, shaking the surroundings. It was Madam Nuwa, Houtu, Fuxi, and the others who had returned. Seeing one person and one rat tilling the field was already amusing, but Chen Xuan's smooth talk had nearly fried Duobao's brain...

"Haha... Madam Nuwa, what did you gain? The God-Slaying Spear, the Twelve-Grade World-Ending Black Lotus, and did you beat up Hongjun yet? If not, you could at least pluck a few willow branches from Great Immortal Yang Mei..."

Chen Xuan was eager, rubbing his hands together, waiting to receive his share.

"Nothing... We just arrived in the West, and these guys ended it all without understanding anything. If you can, I suggest you go to White Jade Capital and cause a scene to vent my anger..."

Madam Nuwa was being passive-aggressive, giving Chen Xuan no face at all. It was truly unfair that those who worked were stressed, while those who didn't enjoyed the benefits.

"Haha... Madam Nuwa, you're joking..." Chen Xuan scratched his head.

"Weren't you the one who started?" Madam Nuwa gave him a flirtatious glare. "Ancestor Dragon, Primordial Phoenix, and the First Qilin, who transformed into a mountain, were all placed inside the Mountain and River Sacred Chart. Their karma still exists, and it must be dealt with properly."

Chen Xuan fell silent for a moment, "You want them to go..."

"Yes... Only then can the karma of the Primordial World be eliminated and we can evade the heavens. We must act quickly," Madam Nuwa said cryptically.

"That makes sense. When do we go back?" Chen Xuan glanced at everyone.

"We can't go back yet. The Dragon-Han Calamity just ended, and Hongjun hasn't attained Dao yet. Before he begins his sermon in Purple霄 Palace, we must make some arrangements..." Houtu interjected, her tone very serious.

The future held the Witch-Demon Great Tribulation, which was a long time away, almost enough for everyone to forget. However, the clash between the demon and witch clans would erupt after Hongjun attained Dao...

From this period onwards, the demon clan, led by Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, established the Heavenly Court, proclaiming themselves the supreme Demon Emperor and Demon Lord, controlling the Nine Heavens and overseeing all ages.

The witch clan was not to be outdone. Under the banner of being the masters of the earth, they established their dominion. The twelve tribes gave birth to many Great Witches, forming a confrontation between heaven and earth, and their conflicts intensified...

"What are your plans?" Chen Xuan asked curiously.

"Hehe..." Ancestral Witch Houtu said proudly, "Naturally, we want to find ways to avoid conflict. I will organize a culinary competition for the Primordial World with the witch clan's cuisine, inviting all beings to participate in a contest..."

"What about the prizes? Will you just pick the best tasting dish?" Chen Xuan was speechless.

"This... I haven't thought of the prizes yet." Ancestral Witch Houtu was stunned, her previous excitement instantly extinguished...

Madam Nuwa waved her hand, "Do you understand martial arts tournaments? This time, on the surface, it's a culinary competition, but in reality, it's to select someone with responsibility to temporarily control the Primordial World and mediate between the various factions, so that the situation doesn't become so dire..."

"And what gimmick will you use to get them to participate?" Chen Xuan asked with a smile.

"This..." Madam Nuwa fell silent for a moment, then suddenly had an idea. "How about a cup of Enlightenment Tea? After all, this item, like the Immortal Peach, Yellow Middle Plum, and Ginseng Fruit, has miraculous effects. Many people desire it..."

"The gimmick isn't enough," Chen Xuan shook his head.

"If that's the case, as many powerful beings as possible will come. As long as they come... we can discuss the situation in the Primordial World in detail, especially concerning the Nine Heavens above, the Sun and the Moon, which are our targets."

Fuxi interjected, his words having a double meaning. He grasped the important point. Indeed, the witch clan had Houtu, while on the other side, Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the three great goddesses of the moon could be handled. Everything else would be negotiable.

As long as they were willing to participate...

"Excellent... We will issue the invitation in the name of our witch clan. The Three Pure Ones claim to be the legitimate descendants of Pangu, formed from Pangu's soul. Can't our witch clan promote the fact that we possess Pangu's bloodline?"

"Tsk tsk... From now on, our witch clan will host the first culinary competition in the Primordial World, delaying the Primordial Calamity and giving us enough time to make arrangements..."

Ancestral Witch Houtu was smug. Great trends could not be reversed, but minor trends could be altered. They would watch as the Primordial World slowly changed.

Indeed, not long after, a piece of news that shook the Primordial World spread from various minor factions and numerous clans, along with the promotion by many witch clan members, resounding throughout heaven and earth.

It was the invitation to the Primordial Culinary God Competition...

In the Western Kunlun Mountain Range...

On Three Pure Ones Mountain...

"The Primordial Calamity has passed, and the world is clear. How do you two brothers feel? Do you want to go out with your elder brother for a trip, travel the world, fight some small monsters, and pick up some treasures?"

It was the Grand Pure One Laozi who stepped out, smiling cordially, awaiting the response of his two younger brothers. The three were originally one, so they naturally wouldn't separate.

"Good... If Brother has this intention, we will certainly follow and see the great rivers and mountains together," Yuqing Yuanshi said with a smile.

"With both elder brothers together, I will naturally follow..." Shangqing Tongtian nodded slightly.

The three were formed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, possessing immeasurable merit and practicing supreme techniques. Laozi's accompanying treasure was the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, the foremost defensive artifact. Yuqing Yuanshi had the Jade Ruyi, which could sever Yin and Yang. Shangqing Tongtian had the Qingping Sword...

After the Three Pure Ones tidied up and were about to leave, a strange piece of news arrived, causing all three to pause in surprise, a little bewildered.

"Did you hear? They say the witch clan, who possess Pangu's bloodline, is inviting all beings in the Primordial World to participate in some Primordial Culinary God Competition. They can obtain the witch clan's cultivation methods, as well as Enlightenment Tea, Dragon Tooth Rice, and various delicacies..."

"What are these? They say you can even become a part of the witch clan, they're not exclusive at all, not even to us demons..."

"Not only that, but various great divine beings will also participate. It's said there will be many Great Luo Golden Immortals..."

The various beings of the Primordial World along the way were discussing animatedly, leaving the Three Pure Ones utterly bewildered.

"Brother... We must angrily denounce the witch clan. This is utter nonsense," Yuqing Yuanshi said indignantly, "A bunch of feathered, blood-drinking witches who don't understand etiquette. Why do they use Pangu's name? We, the Three Pure Ones, are the ones..."

"Second Brother... That's not entirely accurate," Shangqing Tongtian shook his head. "We are the legitimate descendants of Pangu, and they possess Pangu's bloodline. It's a reasonable inheritance, with no conflict. As for the Primordial Culinary God Competition, it's very interesting. We should definitely go and see..."

"Insolent, Third Brother... You show such disrespect to your elder brother and even acknowledge their status. That is self-degradation. What difference is there between you and those born from wetness and eggs?" Yuqing Yuanshi reprimanded him.

"Second Brother... You are quibbling and don't distinguish right from wrong," Shangqing Tongtian immediately retorted.

"Stop arguing..." the Grand Pure One Laozi said coldly, reprimanding them, "It's just a mere witch clan, with Pangu's bloodline, daring to cause trouble after the Calamity. Why shouldn't we go and see?"

"Yes..." Yuanshi and Tongtian nodded in unison, then glared at each other, indicating their displeasure.

In a mountain range...

There was a Taoist temple. An old Taoist priest was by the entrance, holding an ancient book and a brush, writing and drawing. Soon, a couplet appeared: "An immortal's abode of eternal life, a Taoist's life as long as heaven."

"Truly wondrous, haha..." This person was Zhen Yuanzi, the future Lord of Earth Immortals.

"Master... someone from outside the mountain has delivered a message, inviting you to the Pangu bloodline - the Witch Clan's God of Cookery Competition. What do you think..." A young Taoist carrying a notebook approached. It was Qingfeng.

"Master... this Witch Clan, how dare they claim Pangu bloodline, truly arrogant. As for this God of Cookery Competition, I've never even heard of it. Let's just ignore them," another young Taoist, Mingyue, interjected, his face full of disdain.

Slap, slap...

"Nonsense..." Grand Immortal Zhen Yuanzi struck them one by one, saying, "The Witch Clan's development trend is no less than that of the Dragon Clan back then. They have destiny on their side, so they cannot be underestimated."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Mingyue said meekly.

"Forget it... pack your things, we'll go take a look." Grand Immortal Zhen Yuanzi sighed.

Meanwhile...

On Penglai, one of the three islands in the East Sea, there was a mighty being named Dong Wanggong. Not only had he received the news, but an invitation had also been delivered. He was utterly bewildered.

"Pangu bloodline - the Witch Clan, the Primordial World's God of Cookery Competition, this is interesting!" Dong Wanggong held his dragon-headed staff, a hint of anticipation on his face.

In the East Kunlun Mountain Range...

On a jade mountain...

A Mysterious Bird landed. It was from the Mysterious Bird Clan, part of the Phoenix Clan, which Xiwangmu had saved during the previous Dragon-Han Calamity. It delivered an invitation.

"Pangu bloodline - the Witch Clan, the Primordial World's God of Cookery Competition. This... is truly interesting. How can a bunch of feather-drinking fellows have such a skill..." Xiwangmu was very surprised.

"My Lord... do you intend to..." the Mysterious Bird asked curiously.

"Let's go, let's go... we must go and see what's happening." Xiwangmu was instead quite looking forward to it.

In an instant, throughout the entire Primordial World, whether it was Ancestor Minghe of the Sea of Blood, Kunpeng of the Northern Darkness, Hongyun, Randeng, and others, or Jieyin and Zhunti in the West, they were not on the invitation list...

The Three Pure Ones were out and about and had not received an invitation, but they also heard the news and rushed over...

Above White Jade Capital...

Daoist Hongjun, who was healing his injuries, had the Jade Plate of Creation above his head, his Three Corpses emerged on either side, and the light of merit circled behind him, exuding an immortal aura and a magnificent presence...

Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, looking confused. He said, "What is going on? I haven't even unified my Three Corpses yet, attained Dao as the First Sage of the Primordial World, and initiated the grand trend of the Primordial World, yet all sorts of mighty beings are emerging, and three thousand mortal guests..."

"How can such a grand situation occur in advance?"