I am Kunpeng, I have been reborn.
The last clear image in my mind was the Immortal Emperor's Seal, like a hot potato, stuffed into my arms by Turquoise Pool.
In that mont, I, the Profound Immortal Ancestor, the last (self-proclaid) pillar of the Dao Alliance, stood amidst a chorus of "We greet the Heavenly Emperor," like a sculpture forgotten in a corner, disheveled in the wind.
In my previous life, as the Profound Immortal Ancestor, to better sell grilled Kun at... uh, to better develop the Immortal Dao, I spared no effort, burning the midnight oil.
I once stood at the peak of Yujing Mountain, gazing into the boundless Chaos, my heart stirred by a great dream: One day, I will sell barbecue in the endless tispaces, All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds!
Let every hungry soul, while savoring this ultimate delicacy, comprehend the profoundness of my Profound Immortal Great Dao.
That was not just barbecue; it was the spread of culture, the extension of the orthodoxy!
Unfortunately, this magnificent yet smoke-infused dream of mine eventually dispersed like smoke in the wind.
Who could have imagined, within the Immortal Court, the fellow Daoists I leaned on as a Great Wall, those I regarded as brothers-in-arms, and the hypocritical aristocrats who usually spoke of "Daoist Ancestor is Wise" and "Immortal Dao is Everlasting," every civil and military official, without exception, turned out to be...
"All of them were undercover!"
Kunpeng gritted his teeth and continued to write in a small notebook.
Now, the Dao Alliance has disintegrated, the elders have scattered, so fleeing, others surrendering.
Only I remain, a lonely Kunpeng, holding that nominal Immortal Emperor's Seal, shouldering the responsibility of reviving the Dao Alliance and rejuvenating the Profound Immortal lineage alone.
This life is too hard!
I tried to contact the old mbers of the Dao Alliance, only to find that they have either beco honored guests of Taiwei or simply avoid seeing .
I tried to promote the teachings of the Daoist Ancestor but found that Taiwei Heavenly Emperor's "benevolent rule" had already penetrated people's hearts, to the point that even a stall owner selling candied haws by the street was singing praises of the Heavenly Emperor's wisdom.
So, I went back to my old profession, planning to accumulate capital to rise again by selling barbecue.
After three days, I finally obtained a license for a barbecue stall in the Heavenly Market.
This ti, I want to reclaim everything that belongs to !
My dream, my Great Dao, my... my barbecue stall!
This ti, I must learn my lesson, see the situation clearly, and choose the right side early... no, I an to integrate my barbecue culture into the new era's trend sooner!
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, ten pairs of roasted Kun Wings!"
Just as Kunpeng was imrsed in lanting the past and enthusiastically planning the future, giving an impassioned speech in his mind.
A clear voice tinged with authority, like a ray of dawn piercing through Chaos, awakened him from his deep mories.
"Alright!"
Kunpeng imdiately put away the notebook, instinctively switching to business mode, his face instantly filled with a professional bright smile, his voice loud and enthusiastic.
"Ten pairs of roasted Kun Wings, guaranteed to satisfy you! Just a mont, please wait a little!"
While speaking, Kunpeng skillfully took out pre-marinated Kun Wings from a huge Constant Temperature Jade Box beside him, each one plump and juicy, glistening with enticing luster.
"No rush, no rush, you can roast a bit longer, crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, that's the best flavor." Another divine being spoke, his voice hearty, his appearance extraordinarily handso, eyes holding the light of the great sun, his stature celestial, the golden Daoist robe adding a touch of nobility to his aura.
Beside him, the divine being who just placed the order had a jade-like face, hair like divine light, exuded magnificent presence, and his Daoist robe was embroidered with Cycle Stars.
These two were Di Jun and Taiyi, the brothers.
While skillfully flipping the Kun Wings, Kunpeng used his Divine Thought to precisely control the fla's temperature at each spot, still chatting with a cheerful tone:
"When it cos to roasting wings, you must pay attention to the timing, not rush. Too hot, they get burnt; too weak, they lack flavor."
"You need alternating high and low heat, slow roasting, slow cooking, only then can the flesh achieve the realm of crispy exterior, tender interior, lting in your mouth!"
Di Jun, with a smile, asked, "Daoist friend, are you accustod to being here?"
"Accustod, accustod, what's there not to be accustod to?"
Kunpeng waved his hand, the oil on the grill sizzled with a "zzzz" sound under the flas, the aroma growing more intense.
He said with satisfaction: "The Heavenly Emperor shows great care for us immortals, specifically referencing the layout and style of Yujing Mountain in Heavenly City, having All Heavens City recreated one-to-one in the Heavenly Market, what's there for to not be accustod to?"
Indeed, I, Kunpeng, have been reborn.
But the script after my rebirth seems to have subtly deviated from what I expected.
In my previous life, I was True Master Nanhua, running a barbecue stall called "The Flavor of Kun" at the Immortal Dao headquarters on Yujing Mountain, with business booming, custors flooding in.
In this life, I am Heavenly Master Kunpeng, in the core comrcial area of All Heavens City within the Heavenly Market, running a barbecue stall nad "The Great Kun."
Of course, this "Heavenly Master" is not the extrely honorable title like Taiwei Heavenly Emperor's master.
The full title is: Instructor on Basic Martial Equipnt for Heavenly Soldiers and Generals Reservists and New Immortal Gods, and Lecturer on Introductory Dao Practice.
Abbreviated as "Heavenly Master."
In essence, it's just an instructor for the new recruits and a teacher for the grassroots Immortal Gods.
As for the Dao Alliance's only loyal minister, the last hope... ahem, after recognizing the tiless truth of "knowing the tis is a wise decision."
I, Kunpeng, still wisely chose to lead those few remaining Profound Immortals willing to follow , collectively submitted to Taiwei, embarking on a brighter and more realistic path.
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