Primordial Era: Mistaking the Jade Emperor for My Son at the Start

"Dad??"

Yuan Hong, Star Lord Wugu, and the other heavenly gods trembled inwardly, all startled and breathing a little rapidly!

When did the Jade Emperor get a dad?

This was truly big news!

Enough to shock the entire Primordial Era!

But they lowered their heads even further, becoming even more respectful. This wasn't something they could inquire about, nor was it something they were meant to know.

"Grandpa, I'm here too!" Yang Jian also shouted, like a spoiled child.

Zhang Yifan was sitting in a rocking chair, basking in the sun.

"My son is here, my nephew is here too, why did you bring so many people?"

"Grandpa, didn't Uncle say last time he wanted to bring people to expand the house? So, Uncle and I called a bunch of brothers."

"Are they all construction workers?"

Zhang Yifan looked at Yuan Hong, Star Lord Wugu, and the others outside the courtyard.

This group of burly men exuded a ruffian aura; they didn't look like engineers no matter how you looked at them.

"That's right, Dad, don't underestimate them. They also went to build palaces in the Women's Country a couple of years ago. Their craftsmanship is excellent."

"Alright, as long as they can work. You can invite them in." Zhang Yifan didn't ask any more questions.

"You guys can come in." The Jade Emperor turned his head and beckoned Star Lord Wugu and the others inside.

Star Lord Wugu and the other heavenly gods obeyed and walked into the courtyard.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, everyone's bodies involuntarily trembled!

They all felt that their proud cultivation was gone, their magic power had vanished!

Damn it!

This was too terrifying.

The Jade Emperor's father was truly awe-inspiring.

Yuan Hong, Star Lord Wugu, and the others thought this involuntarily, walking cautiously, afraid that a single misstep would displease Zhang Yifan, leading to their demise.

Woof woof woof~

A large black dog rushed out and barked ferociously at everyone.

Hearing the dog's bark, Yuan Hong, Star Lord Wugu, and the others felt as if struck by lightning, their minds trembling.

Seeing the big black dog was like seeing the phantom of a terrifying, colossal canine demon god surging like a tsunami.

The sight terrified them, causing them to involuntarily retreat several steps.

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"Ugly dog, get back here." Zhang Yifan yelled angrily.

Whimper whimper.

The Kirin Ancestor, the big black dog, returned with its tail tucked between its legs.

The Kirin Ancestor felt wronged, whimpering. I just want to be a normal farm dog, is that so wrong?

Meanwhile, Yuan Hong and Star Lord Wugu and the others had cold sweat dripping from their foreheads, their backs soaked.

This damn big black dog was too terrifying.

Just one bark and everyone couldn't handle it!

What was the origin of this dog?

Just who on earth was the Jade Emperor's father?

Even the dog guarding the house was this powerful!

"You guys can just build a few rooms over there." Zhang Yifan pointed to one side of the courtyard where there was more open space.

"Yes!" Star Lord Wugu and the others respectfully replied.

Immediately, they went to work.

"Dad, didn't you say last time you wanted to eat roast whole ox? I brought one for you."

The Jade Emperor went outside the courtyard, released the Green Ox, and then pulled it into the courtyard.

Seeing the Jade Emperor pulling Taishang Laojun's mount in, and planning to roast it whole?

Yuan Hong, Star Lord Wugu, and the others working nearby lowered their heads even further.

Many of them had cultivated from monsters to become immortals, and they didn't want to end up being roasted themselves at some point.

Seeing the ox, Zhang Yifan's eyes lit up: "This ox is growing well, tall and sturdy. Look at these lean muscles, tsk tsk tsk, solid, the meat must be excellent."

The Green Ox was on the verge of tears, but it couldn't speak. Its cultivation had vanished completely, making it no different from an ordinary ox, only able to wait to be slaughtered!

Afterward, it was led by the nose and tied to a tree. No matter how it struggled, it couldn't break free.

"Grandpa, your grandson went hunting a while ago and caught a lion, a big eagle, and even an elephant."

Yang Jian also released the true forms of the Green Mane Lion, Yellow Tusk Elephant, and Golden-Winged Great Peng.

"Holy crap, I've never eaten lion meat before. And this big eagle, tsk tsk tsk, wild game!"

"As long as Grandpa likes it!" Yang Jian laughed heartily.

"You suddenly brought this whole group of people to work, and I was wondering what we'd eat. Now with this ox, this lion, this big eagle, and this elephant, it's enough."

"Grandpa, are you cooking?" Yang Jian's eyes lit up.

Bringing so many ingredients was precisely so his brothers could taste Zhang Yifan's cooking.

"I'll cook, I must. If I don't cook for a day, I feel restless." Zhang Yifan nodded.

"That's great, I get to eat Grandpa's cooking again." Yang Jian was overjoyed. He then shouted to Yuan Hong and the others, "You guys work hard, my Grandpa is cooking tonight!"

"Yes!" everyone responded loudly, overjoyed in their hearts, and worked even harder.

They didn't come here for anything other than this meal!

Even just a sip of the soup would be fine.

Thinking of this, all the heavenly gods began to drool!

Chapter 22: The Jade Emperor and Yang Jian Engage in an Acting Duel

The first and second-rank great heavenly gods of the Heavenly Court, at this moment, all rolled up their sleeves, digging foundations, sawing wood, planing lumber, and carving windows...

Their appearance was that of a proper construction crew.

They were all working desperately to build a house for Zhang Yifan.

Where was the aloof demeanor of great heavenly gods they usually had?

If the cultivators of the Primordial Era saw this scene, they would surely exclaim in disbelief, thinking they had seen a ghost.

Great heavenly gods building a house for a mortal?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Work hard, everyone."

The Jade Emperor urged Star Lord Wugu, Yuan Hong, and the other gods to work hard and build the house. He was about to sit down.

Before he could sit, Zhang Yifan kicked him in the backside.

"What are you sitting down for? Doesn't the big eagle need to have its water boiled and feathers plucked?"

"Ah? I need to boil water and pluck feathers?" The Jade Emperor was stunned.

"If you don't go, do you expect your father to?" Zhang Yifan said irritably.

The Jade Emperor felt dejected. He, the Lord of the Heavenly Court, Haotian Shangdi the Great Heavenly Venerate, was actually going to boil water and pluck feathers.

The key was, he didn't know how to pluck feathers.

He had never done it before.

"Uncle, I'll help you." Yang Jian quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Mm, good." The Jade Emperor was very pleased with Yang Jian's actions. This great nephew had always been very perceptive.

Thus, the Jade Emperor and Yang Jian went to boil water.

Kitchen.

This kitchen was very large, about sixty square meters. In the center was a large cutting table, with a rack for hanging kitchen utensils in the middle.

On the rack hung dozens of various kitchen knives and tools, gleaming brightly and catching the eye.

On the other side of the kitchen were stored numerous ingredients and dried goods.

The Jade Emperor sighed, "This is my first time in Father's kitchen. I didn't expect it to be so large, with so many utensils and ingredients. Even the Emperor's imperial kitchen isn't much better."

"Yes, and this cleaver looks very good. It actually exudes the aura of the ancient Primordial Era." Yang Jian saw an ancient-looking cleaver stuck in a wooden chopping block and couldn't help but praise it. He reached out to pick it up.

But as he reached, Yang Jian froze. He couldn't pull it out.

"Hm?"

Yang Jian was surprised. What was going on? It was just a cleaver, could it be that heavy?

He tried to pull it out again with more force, but the cleaver on the chopping block remained motionless.

"Holy crap, what's going on?"

Yang Jian was shocked again. It couldn't be, just a cleaver, how heavy could it be?

Yang Jian gripped the cleaver's handle with both hands, braced one foot against the table, and pulled with all his might, trying to yank the cleaver out of the chopping block.

He used all his strength, his old face turning red, but he still couldn't pull the cleaver out!