bayedsolid Chapter 247 The Primordial World (4)
Chapter 247 The Primordial World (4)
Hongjun's eyes widened involuntarily. He searched again and found that the Twelve Ancestral Witches had indeed disappeared.
Hongjun's sermon stopped abruptly. His plan couldn't function without the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Hongjun lowered his head, his fingers almost sparking as he pinched the ground, but he still couldn't figure out who had done it. Another mouthful of blood welled up in his mouth.
But when the sermon stopped, the Three Pure Ones and all the other beings below looked at Hongjun, who had suddenly stopped, and Hongjun had no choice but to swallow his anger again.
Then, without changing his expression, he continued to speak, but Hongjun was clearly much more agitated. His most important pawn in his plan had run into trouble, which made him panic.
However, the planned 3,000-year preaching program cannot be allowed to go wrong again.
In the blink of an eye, three thousand years had passed. Hongjun finished his sermon, and everyone departed. The few who had obtained the Primordial Purple Qi prepared to seek an opportunity to become saints.
At that moment, the sky suddenly shone with brilliant light, and the twelve Ancestral Witches attained sainthood at roughly the same time.
Now, Hongjun could no longer suppress the blood in his mouth. Ignoring the blood, Hongjun continued to calculate the secrets of heaven with his fingers, but the secrets of heaven had completely changed. His chance to become the Heavenly Dao was so slim that it was almost invisible.
With the help of the twelve sages, the Wu clan rapidly developed in the prehistoric world with an extremely powerful momentum, and its original decline disappeared.
"Alright, you've all become saints now, so you should have some brains by now. Don't be so careless and easily fooled. Houtu, keep an eye on your eleven brothers, or you'll have achieved sainthood for nothing."
"Ancestor, Houtu obeys!"
"Then I'll be going. May we meet again someday, though the mountains and rivers may separate us!"
Wangyou left the Wu Clan's territory and continued her training journey. However, when she was halfway there, she sensed some unusual activity in the space and slipped inside.
Once inside, she discovered that the twelfth-grade green lotus she had moved in earlier was about to take human form, but there shouldn't be such a commotion. Wangyou couldn't help but do some calculations with her fingers.
She seems to have inadvertently taken away the opportunity of the Three Pure Ones, and the Twelve-Petaled Green Lotus was spared the fate of being turned into three treasures and losing its mind. Now, if it wants to completely transform, it must undergo a tribulation. Only after undergoing the tribulation can its original destiny be completely changed.
Thinking of this, Wangyou stopped dawdling and took out the twelfth-grade green lotus from her space. Instantly, thunderclouds rolled and condensed above the green lotus.
Wangyou glanced at the lightning tribulation; it was going to be difficult to overcome. However, Wangyou had no intention of going up to help Qinglian. She had inadvertently changed her original fate, and whether she could overcome it now depended on herself.
However, Wangyou did not completely let go. The entire surrounding area was under Wangyou's divine sense surveillance to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation.
Qinglian knew her fate was about to change. She tried her best to unfurl her petals, and gradually, a graceful blue figure appeared. Qinglian transformed into an exceptionally beautiful woman, and then the lightning tribulation struck.
One lightning tribulation after another nearly caused Qinglian to lose her human form. The forty-nine lightning tribulations were more ferocious than the last, causing Qinglian's human form to become unstable and her lotus fragrance to scatter.
"Host, should we help her? She might not make it through." Duobao ran out and said with some sympathy.
"How can I help? Have you prepared anything for your tribulation?"
"No."
"I don't have any either. I always endure tribulations by myself. When would I prepare anything to help me through a tribulation? Besides, this is a test. Few beings in the primordial world rely on external objects to overcome tribulations. It's a twelfth-grade green lotus after all. I believe the Heavenly Dao will leave her a chance to survive." Wangyou wasn't worried at all.
Indeed, it is difficult for plants to take human form, and the Azure Lotus is an innate spiritual object. As long as the Azure Lotus survives the tribulation of lightning, the benefits will be enormous. After all, the Heavenly Dao has not been corrupted by Hongjun, and with Wangyou's intervention, the Heavenly Dao is naturally fair and just.
After forty-nine lightning tribulations, a golden light descended from the sky, repairing Qinglian's broken body. Qinglian had indeed succeeded, and her transformation into a human form marked her as a Golden Immortal.
"Master, Qinglian has successfully transformed!" Qinglian flew happily to Wangyou's side and knelt down to say.
"Get up. I am not your master. Now that you have successfully transformed, go wherever you want!" Wangyou smiled. She only needed one live transformed koi in her space. Since Qinglian had transformed, it was no longer suitable for her to go in. In any case, she already had Qinglian in her space.
"Master, I want to follow you!" Qinglian knelt down and pleaded. At the moment she successfully transcended the tribulation, she saw her original destiny, so she was truly grateful to her. It was extremely difficult for plant spirits to cultivate consciousness, even for a twelfth-grade Qinglian.
"Master, why don't you let her come along? Aren't you worried that the robot can't properly cook high-end ingredients? She's a plant immortal, so learning to cook shouldn't be difficult for her." Duobao, eyeing the dragon and phoenix ingredients his host had collected, pleaded.
“That seems to be true.” Wangyou nodded, then took out the cooking pots, pans, seasonings, and a portion of dragon meat. “I’ll give you one day. If you can make this dragon meat taste exceptionally delicious, I’ll allow you to stay.”
After saying that, Wangyou took out the robot and demonstrated the cooking steps to Qinglian. "The steps are similar to this, but you have to preserve the spiritual energy of this meat as much as possible."
"Okay, Master!" Qinglian carefully watched the entire robot operation, then inspected the remaining meat, pondered for a moment, and then started eating.
Wangyou casually took out a spiritual fruit and sat down to eat it. After finishing, she also took out a bed and took a short nap.
Not long after, Wangyou smelled an irresistible aroma and suddenly opened her eyes, only to see the delicious-looking stewed meat in the pot.
"Master, please enjoy." Qinglian ladled out the meat, then looked at Wangyou expectantly with wide eyes.
Wangyou did not disappoint Qinglian's expectations. She picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of meat, and then looked at Qinglian in surprise. This was a treasure chef. She had preserved 80% of the spiritual power of the dragon meat on her first attempt.
"It's delicious. You can stay now. Sit down!" Wangyou was always tolerant of people with good cooking skills. Now that she was eating something delicious, she completely lost her previous cold and dismissive attitude.
Qinglian was slightly happy, then sat down next to Wangyou, but didn't eat much.
After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Wangyou thought about how well Qinglian had cooked on her first try, and wondered if she could cook well now too.
So, ignoring Duobao's advice, Wangyou rolled up her sleeves and got to work.
Chopping vegetables, slicing meat, and starting a fire are all no problem at all.
Things got out of control after the meat went into the pot. Even though the steps were followed, when the food was finally taken out of the pot, all that was left was a dark, mushy mess.
"Master, cooking is not something you should be doing. This is taking my job away from me. Master, I don't want to leave you." Qinglian said with a smile when she saw Wangyou's dark face.
“Yes, Master, your hands are so beautiful, how can you use them for cooking? Qinglian is enough.” Duobao saw Qinglian calling Wangyou “Master” and changed his address accordingly.