I Want to Become the Great Sage, Equal to Heaven!
"Indeed, the truly awful aspect of School Hell is these files and documents!"
Feng Xue toyed with her Reporter ID and various impressive-looking lists of competition winners. Although people in this world had certainly never heard of these awards in the journalism and photography world, as Phantom Object produced by the School Hell, anyone who saw them would acknowledge their status.
Feng Xue used her resume, which was almost entirely covered with awards and honors, as a stepping stone, and then spent a large sum of money to buy a spot. All the preparations were thus completed.
However, this is just the beginning. After all, even after obtaining Official Live Broadcast channels, they still need to solve their own problems.
After all, it's not so easy for one person to fight against the entire field.
After several trips to the Cyberpunk World and a brief return to the Heavenly Court of the Investiture of the Investiture of the Gods World, two months passed quietly. On August 8th, the day the peaches ripened, the Peach Banquet officially opened.
"Hello, I am Feng Xue, a reporter from Original Text Media. This is my Reporter ID and invitation letter."
At the entrance of Heavenly Palace City Stadium, Feng Xue activated the stealth mode of her Live Broadcast Drone, while also holding a personal camera that looked quite professional. The security personnel glanced at her credentials and nodded.
"Follow the yellow line to the west to reach the press area. Please do not wander around or enter the athletes' area without permission. There will be designated time for interviews after the competition."
Hearing that the other person had probably repeated the lines many times and could recite them so fluently they sounded like they were chanting at high speed, Feng Xue smiled and nodded, then walked into the city stadium.
As a world-class event, the Peach Banquet is broadcast live globally, and Media Company of all sizes are qualified to send one to five reporters to conduct live broadcasts and interviews.
Although Original Text Media is just a small company, it managed to get a ticket because it is located in Heavenly Palace City. This formal entry was enough for Feng Xue to openly and legitimately film on location.
Connecting the handheld camera in her hand with the Live Broadcast Platform of Original Text Media on various video websites, Feng Xue sat in the reporter's seat, watching the host introduce the contestants from various countries, while taking out her phone and opening Sun Wukong's social media platform.
Although Sun Wukong has been largely ignored by the industry due to Li Huang's scandal, making him seem almost Transparent Person to the media for the past two months, this is only true within the industry. For ordinary people, who cares about such unspoken rules?
For the past two months, Feng Xue has been updating various amazing pastry videos on social media platforms at a rate of one per day. Initially, these videos were stumbled upon by locals in Dragon Palace City who were searching for information about Sun Wukong, but as they spread across various social media platforms, they have now garnered millions of followers.
Today, at this time when she should have been posting videos without fail, Feng Xue looked at her fans, who had become more active due to the lack of updates, and at the numerous messages urging her to post more. She only posted one sentence on social media:
"I've waited two months for this opportunity, not to prove how great I am, but to show people that what is rightfully mine will be mine! Today, I'm not Special Grade Pastry Chef, nor a mere teaching assistant; I will be the Great Sage Great Sage, Equal to Heaven!"
Fans who were already wondering why Sun Wukong hadn't posted a video today were immediately abuzz when they saw this sentence. It seemed like he hadn't said anything, but at the same time, it seemed like he had said everything.
At this moment, Feng Xue shed her journalist disguise and donned the persona of Sun Wukong, the world's Special Grade Pastry Chef. With all the contestants already in the arena, she walked towards the location where the ingredients were piled up. The Live Broadcast Drone was filming continuously, but this footage was not uploaded directly; she simply waited quietly for the appointed time to arrive.
"Sir, this is the contestants' area; non-competition participants are not allowed to enter... Ah, are you Mr. Sun...?"
Upon seeing the seven young ladies blocking her way, serving tea and water, Feng Xue suddenly flashed forward. She used her Sunflower Acupuncture Hand as she brushed past them, freezing the seven women in place. Meanwhile, Feng Xue casually grabbed a peach from the fruit plate held by one of them, took a bite, and found it quite juicy.
"The Weird Tale' growth rate has increased by another two percentage points. Did you order the Seven Fairies but eat peaches?" Feng Xue smiled mockingly, turned on the "yes, yes, yes" effect, and walked straight into the ingredient selection area. She filled a large bag with all kinds of ingredients, seasonings, and condiments in Santa's Wrapping Cloth before slowly turning around and leaving.
The rules of the Peach Banquet require the use of ingredients provided by the venue, so you must leave evidence to prove that you have not violated the rules!
Thinking this, Feng Xue entered the previously prepared empty room, took out the ingredients and the Pastry Stick — the Ruyi Jingu Bang —and maintained the Dispelling Mortals Spell from Jiang Ziya before turning on the network function of the Live Broadcast Drone.
[Holy crap, the streamer finally appeared!]
When I saw that sentence, I thought the streamer was going to cause trouble!
[Just kidding, every security guard at the Peach Banquet is Martial Arts Master. Even if the anchor is incredibly strong, they couldn't break in!]
[Hey, is the streamer making noodles? Is he planning to compete with the Peach Banquet?]
[Interesting! I just love the streamer's rebellious attitude!]
[By the way, what's up with this room, streamer? It looks a bit shabby.]
[Yes, it's a little different from the previous room.]
A flood of long-awaited comments poured out, but Feng Xue ignored them. He tore open a bag of flour, spread it on the cutting board, added water with one hand, and stirred the dough with Ruyi Stick.
The originally noisy barrage of comments gradually thinned out as he moved, not because the audience left, but because his kneading technique was full of martial arts principles, so much so that anyone with a discerning eye would be drawn to the movements that seemed to contain a wealth of information.
After incorporating the achievements of Jiang Ziya, the Heavenly Demon All Forms Fist subtly shed its Demonic Nature and ascended to the quality of immortality. The ferocious giant with a hundred arms and legs gradually shed its demonic embryo as Feng Xue incorporated the rules of [Immortal] into the Xuanjun Secret Scripture, and a dignified and majestic immortal appearance was faintly born.
Breathing rises and falls, hands rise and wrists rotate, as if every movement is filled with a mysterious aura. This is the supreme influence that the power of [Martial] can exert in the world where martial arts exist!
With the fusion of [Immortal] and [Martial], Feng Xue, who was labeled a [Senior Expert], entered a state of enlightenment. Under the blessing of the [Imparting Knowledge and Teaching] power, everyone watching the video continuously comprehended the true meaning of [Martial] and [Immortal] from his actions of kneading dough, mixing fillings, and seasoning.
At that moment, the spirit of the Ouija board, having received a hint from Feng Xue, maintained its invisible form and used the power granted to it by Feng Xue through the authority of the Heavenly Emperor—
Sun Wukong is hereby bestowed the title of "Great Sage, Equal to Heaven"!
The Peach Banquet held on the third day of the third lunar month, which is the birthday of the Queen Mother West. However, setting aside mythological factors, and considering that the peaches ripen in August, placing it on the eighth day of the eighth lunar month is not a problem.