Has the Primordial World Been Ruined?

"Daoist friend... you are..."

Chen Xuan stopped farming, hoe in hand, and took a sip of spiritual spring water. A wave of refreshing pleasure spread through him.

Before the cooking competition began, Chen Xuan cultivated some crops in the Wu tribe's territory and had them look after them for a while. Most importantly, he had been driven out because a group of Primordial Goddesses wanted to discuss some private matters.

Damn it...

Had close girlfriends already become a thing in the Primordial Era?

"Haha... What an interesting little fellow. I am Tianjun Daoist. I cultivate on Kunlun Mountain. I heard there was some First Cooking Competition of the Primordial World, so I came to see what it was about."

Tianjun Daoist wore a broad smile and looked quite curious. He seemed not to mind befriending Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan trembled slightly. The title of Daoist Tianjun seemed never to have appeared in the Primordial World. The Three Thousand Mortal Guests of Purple Cloud Palace did not include a record of everyone...

Who was this fellow?

"This cooking competition is a contest of food. See? Everyone is enjoying delicious food. All you need to do is take the meat of wild beasts, fierce beasts, or some savage beasts, add seasonings, and roast it..."

Chen Xuan was quite curious, and explained one by one what delicious food was.

"What are you doing?" Tianjun Daoist was extremely enthusiastic. He took out some Immortal Fruits and handed them to Chen Xuan.

"Haha... Of course I'm farming and planting potatoes, as well as sweet potatoes..." Chen Xuan pulled out a sweet potato and a potato. They contained no spiritual energy, but were both quite large.

"What use are these things? Even the wild beasts of the Primordial World won't eat them. They don't contain the slightest bit of spiritual energy." Tianjun Daoist looked at them with disdain.

"Of course I'm going to cultivate them. Now, take your Immortal Fruit and extract a little essence of life. Combine it with my sweet potato and see what happens. My cultivation is insufficient, so sorry for the trouble..."

Chen Xuan placed one of his Immortal Fruits and the sweet potato on the ground, wanting to see what this fellow was capable of.

"Fine... For a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, this is an easy task." Tianjun Daoist pointed at the Immortal Fruit, and a ray of Spiritual Light flowed into the sweet potato.

Chen Xuan casually buried it in the ground and sprinkled some spiritual water over it. Soon, a sprout emerged, but it was far from enough. It needed some assistance from external forces.

"Senior Tianjun... Could you help the sweet potato mature? I wonder if you know any Immortal Techniques..." Chen Xuan asked him to ripen it. After all, a terrifying existence like a Grand Unity Golden Immortal could probably make flowers bloom with a thought and cause all things to grow.

"I know a little... Just a little..." Tianjun Daoist struck out with one hand. A sheet of green light drifted over, followed by some divine water. Soon, the sprout grew into a sweet potato vine.

Chen Xuan dug it out with his hoe. Large sweet potatoes appeared one after another. When he broke them open, they revealed purple and red flesh, which was quite wondrous. Spiritual energy also swirled around them. Although they could not compare to any Immortal Fruit...

This sweet potato was no worse than the ginseng that grew wild everywhere. It was a genuine treasure. After cultivating it a few more times, he could bring it back to the future...

"This... How is this possible?" Tianjun Daoist was stunned.

"Hehe... Have you learned anything?" Chen Xuan said smugly. "This is genetic technology. Through grafting, a plant can possess the traits of two different plants. Combined with the abundant spiritual energy of the Primordial Great World, it may become an Immortal Fruit in the future..."

"Senior Tianjun... Please help me graft some more. Once the competition begins, we'll need roasted sweet potatoes, roasted potatoes, and roasted meat..."

"Haha... Cultivation can be pursued at any time, but delicious food must never be disappointed..."

Chen Xuan kept fooling him until he was completely muddled. It was not that the Primordial deities were stupid. These things were simply too novel. With a slight turn of thought, they could understand them. That was the terrifying part about deities.

"I..." Tianjun Daoist hesitated. He had never expected to be tricked into doing free labor with just a few words. It was truly depressing.

"Don't hesitate... I'll give you a good evaluation later. I'm one of the judges in the cooking competition." Chen Xuan spoke cautiously.

"I'll do it... But I'm curious. Why are you helping the Wu tribe? You're clearly not the same species. Shouldn't you be opposed to each other?" Tianjun Daoist asked his question while working.

One of Daoist Hongjun's three corpses had been tricked by Chen Xuan into farming just to get to the bottom of things and investigate his origins. He was even willing to do it. Who would believe that?

"Actually... The Wu tribe is quite nice. We're all brothers and sisters. We can eat delicious food and play together. In the future, we'll let delicious food bloom throughout the Primordial World. What do you think?" Chen Xuan asked with a smile.

"No... We're all living beings of the Primordial World. Aren't we supposed to pursue the supreme Great Dao? How did we end up enjoying ourselves?" Tianjun Daoist was completely speechless...

He really wanted to slap Chen Xuan and see if there was water in his brain. He was completely incapable of understanding...

"Does pursuing the Great Dao conflict with enjoying delicious food?" Chen Xuan asked in return.

"It doesn't seem to conflict, but what can satisfying the desire for food accomplish? As cultivators, we should pursue the supreme path, stand alongside Great God Pangu, and rival the Dao..."

Tianjun Daoist wore a righteous expression. If he had not been domineering and in control of one region, words like these alone would have been enough to stir the heavens and earth and gather literary energy.

"No, no... The sky may rain, and a mother may marry off her daughter, but delicious food will always be better than the Great Dao. There are countless ordinary living beings. How many of them can reach the Golden Immortal Realm?"

"Most of them have poor foundations and cannot advance any further. Unless you cultivate more heaven-defying Immortal Fruits to provide for all living beings..."

Chen Xuan was an excellent braggart. If he kept going, he could hold a candlelit night conversation for three days and three nights without stopping, completely fooling Tianjun Daoist into madness.

"Fine!" Tianjun Daoist could not be bothered to argue. Once Hongjun became a Saint, the entire Primordial World would be mobilized, and everything would fall into place. He asked, "What about you? I seem unable to tell what your origin is..."

"I'm merely an ignorant little fellow in Great God Nuwa's vegetable garden. I only gained the chance to see the vast earth and the nine heavenly skies after receiving a little guidance from her..."

Chen Xuan sighed, feeling that his origins were ultimately insufficient. He needed more benefits to improve himself.

"I see... Little friend, I have something to attend to and need to leave for a while. You should carry on." Tianjun Daoist took his leave.

Chen Xuan looked at him solemnly. The other man vanished like a streak of light, leaving Chen Xuan deeply puzzled. Just what kind of terrifying existence was he?

"I'll ask Great God Nuwa first. I hope that vague feeling I have isn't wrong..." Chen Xuan immediately went to find her.

In a quiet mountain valley...

A group of graceful Goddesses were chatting and laughing merrily. The other members of the Wu tribe had gone to look after the guests from all directions. The beautiful figures before him were truly beyond compare.

"Eldest sisters... Sorry to disturb you..." Chen Xuan cupped his hands like a scholar.

"Little Xuanzi... Do you need something? Come in and sit for a while. We're not demons that eat people without spitting out their bones." Great God Nuwa smiled.

Chen Xuan really wanted to shout, "Great!" and enjoy the fortune of being surrounded by beauties...

But he understood one thing clearly: if he agreed, he would probably end up crippled even if he survived. Powerful women would conquer them sooner or later. Thirty years east of the river and thirty years west of the river—never bully an old man for not farting...

He could only sigh inwardly. For the sake of Spiritual Energy Revival in the future and equality among all living beings, he had truly exhausted himself, doing his best to lure the Primordial Goddesses to the future to farm.

"Haha... Great God Nuwa, have you heard of Tianjun Daoist?" Chen Xuan asked curiously.

"Tianjun Daoist..."

Wangshu, Xihe, and Changxi, the three Taiyin Goddesses, exchanged glances. None of them felt anything. They had never heard of this person, and were somewhat astonished.

"Tianjun Daoist... Daoist Hongjun..." Nuwa gave Chen Xuan a deep look.

"I see." Chen Xuan let out a sigh of relief, still shaken.

"What are you all doing? The God of Cooking Competition has begun. Everyone has learned how to roast meat, and now we judges must attend."

Houtu's voice came from behind them. The entire Wu tribe was preparing, so naturally, no one slacked off. They had been rushing around for half a day.

"Let's go, let's go..."

Great God Nuwa was decisive. She led everyone out, and they soon reached the venue. At a glance, the Three Thousand Mortal Guests of Zixiao Palace were roasting meat, each of them captivated by the pleasures of food.

"It's so delicious... With these seasonings added, it's practically the delicacies of the mortal world. No wonder it's called the God of Food Competition..."

"These are all ordinary spiritual herbs. I never use them for alchemy, and even dogs won't eat them. Yet as seasonings, they can be eaten after roasting them over a fire. How did I never think of this before..."

"Haha... What wonderful vegetables and meat. With spiritual spring water to enjoy alongside them, how can they be more delicious than Immortal Fruits?"

Everyone was enjoying themselves. After learning how, they had all begun roasting meat on their own, savoring it with relish while preparing a dish to enter into the competition...

Especially the Three Pure Ones...

One roasted the meat, another sprinkled on the seasonings, and the third tasted it. They enjoyed themselves immensely...

Damn, they had started eating first...

As for Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi, their cooperation had a hint of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. They worked together and chatted merrily, as tales of their mortal lives were woven into everything...

"It's all gone wrong... Everything's gone completely wrong. I must have my true body attain Sainthood immediately and make arrangements in Zixiao Palace..."

Not far away, Tianjun Daoist muttered anxiously.