stonecrandall Chapter 183: Carrying on Your Will and Promoting Your Prestige
Chapter 183: Carrying on Your Will and Promoting Your Prestige
Mo Ran, Grandma Ping, and Guoba, one man, one immortal, and one former demon god, started to have a war of words, which made the people around them more and more frightened the more they listened.
Paimeng's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said, "Well, do you still want to accept disciples? I can do that. I can accept any hardship, hehe."
Mo Ran coughed twice and said calmly: "I have closed my sect and will not recruit any more disciples. You can ask this True Lord Ge Chenlangshi. She is a disciple of Bu Liyue, and her students are all over the world!"
"I don't plan to take in any more. Yaoyao is my last disciple. From now on, I will pass on all my skills to my two current disciples as a legacy." Grandma Ping went with the flow and said what she was thinking.
"I have nothing to teach, and I have never accepted any apprentices, so forget it!" Guoba refused bluntly.
Kong smiled and looked at his resentful companion, and said, "By the way, Mo Ran has kept it a secret from us for so long this time, how are you going to make it up to him?"
"Yes, yes, I must compensate you. Two meals... no, ten meals in the Xinyuexuan's top-grade private room and dishes!" Paimeng smacked her lips. Normally, she could already see the delicacies waving at her.
Mo Ran spread his hands, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Please take a look at this Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun, and then we can talk about other things."
“Besides, this is not the first time you have experienced similar incidents of bringing rice crust to the Kitchen God in Liyue. Last time, Hall Master Hu even gave me a funeral that was no less than that of the Master of Demon-Extermination and Dispelling Obstacles!”
"Put yourself in his shoes. Shouldn't you complain to the Kitchen God himself about all this? Right?"
Guoba, or rather, Marcosius widened his eyes and yelled, "You Mo Ran, you still want to trick me at this time, don't run!"
"Not running? Impossible!" Mo Ran jumped up and walked away in the air. Marcosius chased closely behind him, like an incarnation of justice, shouting, "Stop, come back and apologize to the traveler and Paimon!"
Grandma Ping pushed her reading glasses, her aura suddenly changed, and she followed the pace of the man and the demon god, laughing and saying, "The old woman has left, children, you should go back first!"
The three disappeared in an instant. Paimon looked at the empty surroundings, scratched his head, and said, "It seems... something is wrong there?"
"We've been fooled." Kong held his forehead helplessly.
Keqing smiled and said, "Based on the current situation, this is indeed the case. However, overall, the result is not bad. We have finally solved all the mysteries."
"What about our journey this time?" Xiangling looked at the blond boy with a smile on her face, her smile was sincere and genuine.
Kong also smiled, looked at his travel companion, and said, "Paimon, you go ahead and tell me."
Paimon rubbed his hands together and said, "Hey, this journey to find the Kitchen God has come to a successful conclusion!"
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The next morning, the God of Cooking Competition went on as usual. The scene was bustling with people, and almost all the residents were there to witness the birth of the new little God of Cooking.
As a special culinary guest, Mo Ran cooked a dish of golden shrimp balls at the request of the judge Yuhengxing Keqing. Looking at her expression, she was still drooling after eating a whole plate, but she tried hard to restrain herself, which meant that she probably wasn't full yet.
As time went by, it was the finals, where Xiangling, the popular contestant from Wanmin Hall, faced off against Yanxiao, the chef from Wangshu Inn.
However, in the eyes of Mo Ran's family, this is a competition between Ningguang's directly-owned stores and invested stores. No matter who wins or loses, the one who makes the most profit is Ningguang.
Finally, Yan Fei, a famous lawyer from Liyue who was also the referee of this competition, announced that the winner was Xiang Ling, a chef from Wanmin Hall.
From now on, the title of the new Little God of Cooking will follow her until the end of her life. Perhaps an outstanding successor in the next hundred years may be able to defeat her, but the chances are slim.
On the judges' panel, Ningguang placed her delicate hands on her forehead and glanced at the sky which was beginning to darken. With an idea in her mind, she teleported the people who were needed to the Jade Pavilion along with her.
The sky quickly darkened, and rolling thunderclouds covered the scorching sun. It seemed as if darkness had descended upon the world again. The howling wind was terrifying.
He walked into an unnoticed alley in a black robe, turned into a flash of lightning, and went to Tianheng Mountain, which was created by gods and transformed by immortals to block countless disasters for the people of Liyue.
There, there were already two figures, a man and a woman.
The woman was dressed in white as white as snow, with dark grey hair tied behind her head with a hairpin. Her face was as beautiful as the moon, and she seemed to have walked out of a painting, with skin as white as ice and bones as delicate as ice and as fragile as a blow.
The man was wearing a black and gold robe. He had a dignified appearance, a pair of phoenix eyes, a pair of amber pupils, and sword-like eyebrows. He looked like an emperor who ruled the world and controlled the world. He was intimidating without even getting angry.
Mo Ran walked over and said calmly, "Sister, Morax."
"Yes." The person who responded was the Rock King Morax. He said slowly: "This crisis is the biggest impact on Liyue since it entered human rule."
"Whether we will walk with God in the future or govern ourselves depends on this battle today."
Gui Zhong nodded and said, "Believe them. Although the starting point of mankind is low, where the end point will be is always unknown. I believe that mankind will be able to protect Liyue!"
Mo Ran sighed slightly, looking at the raging sea with burning eyes, the elemental power in his body ready to be unleashed. If he couldn't defend it, he would at least save Liyue Harbor and Qun Yu Pavilion.
The three of them stood in a row at the edge of the cliff.
Morax was in the middle, Guizhong was on the left, and Mo Ran was on the right. Liyue’s strongest combat power, highest wisdom, and endless variables all gathered here to watch the battle on the sea.
Qun Yu Pavilion, this fairy palace in the sky was speeding towards the Yunlai Sea.
There were huge waves on the sea, and waterspouts were like divine objects supporting the sky and the earth. Amid the rolling thunderclouds, heavy rain was pouring down.
At the moment when lightning flashed, someone finally saw clearly that there was a huge monster on the sea. Its whole body was as blue as the sea, its head was like a dragon but not a dragon, and it had fish fins. It was somewhat similar to the Demon of the Whirlpool.
On the Qun Yu Pavilion, there were many figures standing together. Ningguang, Shenhe, Qiqi, Kong, and Paimeng were all on the deck.
Ningguang stared at the monster in the sea without blinking, and said slowly: "It's finally here, the remnant of the whirlpool, Ba Che!"
"Who is that?" Although Paimon had a general idea that monsters would invade Liyue, this was the first time he heard such an introduction.
"Osel's wife, the last follower of the Whirlpool Demon!" Ningguang brewed the elemental power in her body and injected it into the Jade Pavilion.
Paimon asked again: "So, Miss Ningguang already knew about it!"
Ningguang was using all her strength to drive the elemental force, ignoring everything around her. Shen He helped answer Paimeng's questions, "Captain Beidou has a keen sense of the sea and reminded me a few days ago."
"I see. Let's go find an immortal for help!" Paimon glanced at the blond boy and thought about seeking help.
Shen He stopped them with one hand and said, "No need. The people of Liyue Port should learn to face crises on their own. This is an opportunity to prove to people that human rule is not inferior to immortal rule."
"Otherwise, I would have gone to get my father to come over and shoot the beast to death!"
“Xiao He is right. It’s time for humans to protect the land of Liyue.” Ningguang waved her hands, and the seals in front of her changed infinitely. Next to the Qun Yu Pavilion, hundreds of creations similar to mechanical crossbows appeared.
After a light shout, hundreds of attacks shot out. These were attacks created by Ningguang using the magical mechanism on the Jade Pavilion and combining it with her own elemental power.
The overwhelming attack hit Ba Che, causing violent explosions, one after another, as if endless.
But Ba Che was, after all, a follower of the demon god who had survived for thousands of years. Such an attack was nothing but a drizzle to her. She opened her mouth wide, accumulating tremendous water elemental power, aiming at the thing that once stood there to suppress the demon god she followed.
At this moment, on the coastal defense line, Yuhengxing, dressed in purple and with purple hair, arrived. After giving an order, all the Guizhong machines driven by the Qianyan Army were launched at the same time.
The Qianyan Army shouted loudly, "The Qianyan Army, we will carry out the Emperor's will, promote the Immortal Lord's power, protect our city-state, and our people!"
In an instant, thousands of Guizhong planes attacked with a terrifying force. The huge waves on the sea seemed to confirm this.
Ba Che couldn't help but be startled, and quickly changed his target, spraying a column of water that had not yet accumulated all its power towards the converging crossbow beams.
When the two collided, there was an earth-shaking sound, and the thunderclouds in the sky seemed to tremble three times and hurriedly avoided the sharp edge.
Shen He held the spear Hong Chou upside down in one hand and with the other hand, he stood with two fingers together, holding a talisman drawn out of thin air, and stepped forward step by step, his figure flashing.
Qiqi also followed closely, twirling a talisman in one hand and holding a three-foot sword in the other. The green peak of her sword was shining, sweeping away the rain around her. She took a step forward and was several feet away.
The two sisters, the tips of their spears and swords, flashing with cold light, pointed directly at the followers of the demon god, at the enemies of Liyue, and at the remnants of the whirlpool, step by step!