From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 1353 Scattered, they are stars across the sky; gathered, they are a clump of sand.

"Delicious!"

Off the field.

The four Corpse Ancestors had somehow appeared in front of Hong Fugui's stove and each took a portion of the remaining fried rice from the pot.

The moment the translucent, crystal-clear, and golden rice touched her tongue, her eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she trembled with excitement for a moment. Then she sighed and lamented, "I, Sister, admit defeat."

Is it really that delicious?

The welding demon didn't believe it, so it scooped up a spoonful and put it in its mouth.

In an instant.

The muscles of the welding demon swelled up, and a burst of bluish-black flames shot straight into the sky, making its aura increasingly harmonious.

"Truly extraordinary."

Upon seeing this, the surrendered officials and Hou Qing also tasted Hong Fugui's fried rice with their eyes shining. Hou Qing, in particular, immediately knelt down in front of Hong Fugui and said loudly, "Senior's cooking skills are superb and unparalleled. Please accept me as your disciple. Your disciple is willing to serve you like a dog or a horse!"

Hong Fugui was full of questions, but he could only help him up and promise to teach him how to cook.

"And me too."

Seeing how clever her younger brother was, the older sister immediately followed suit and became Hong Fugui's apprentice—although she entered the sect later than Hou Qing, she was still the "senior sister".

Jiangchen and Hanba exchanged a glance, not wanting to be left behind, and also became disciples of Hong Fugui.

Hong Fugui: "???"

"Are there some kind of problem with the brains of these four Corpse Ancestors?" Miss Liu stared in disbelief.

Is there something wrong with you?

Jiang Liu countered, "I feel you're quite similar to me. Back then, you, Xiao Yun, and Xiao Yu were just as 'shameless' in joining my Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe, weren't you?"

"Damn it! Is that the same thing? If you hadn't torn my clothes at the martial arts tournament, would I be clinging to you?" Miss Liu grabbed Jiang Liu's collar.

"Mind your place, Sister Liu, I'm your father now," Jiang Liu quickly reminded her with a smile.

"Boiled!"

Upon hearing that Jiang Liu was now her father, Miss Liu's face contorted with embarrassment, and she managed to squeeze out a single word through gritted teeth.

Bai Yuekui teased, "You even tore off Miss Liu's clothes?"

"That was an accident."

Jiang Liu argued his case forcefully based on reason.

Red Girl chuckled to herself.

The members of Team Nakazu are all unhappy in real life, and ironically, they feel envious of the "moral farce" of Shinsuke Nobi's family...

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"I hereby declare—"

On the referee's bench.

Because Muto got food poisoning and had to be taken away for emergency treatment, the last emperor had to announce the result: "The champion of this Culinary God Competition is Junshiro!"

The champion was already decided.

There was no other candidate besides Junshiro.

Even though the last emperor genuinely believed that Hong Fugui's fried rice was the best.

In this regard.

Hong Fugui sighed.

It makes sense.

But without winning the championship, he couldn't rescue his family through normal means... He wanted to give it a try and achieve his goal in the least disruptive way.

but.

He underestimated the cruelty of the Japanese pirates and misjudged the cowardice of the last emperor.

He was ultimately a puppet emperor.

Before the Qing Dynasty collapsed.

That's already it.

"Master, why are you so worried?"

The older sister asked, "Do you think we're terrible cooks?"

"No, it's just that my family and friends have been captured by the Japanese. Only by winning the championship can I rescue them, but now..."

Hong Fugui sighed.

"That's it? A piece of cake."

The surrendered official strode to the judges' table and said to the last emperor, "You dog emperor, quickly release our master's family and friends, or I'll show you my strength and methods."

Upon hearing this, the last emperor's lips trembled, but he could only say, "This matter... I cannot make a decision on this matter; you must consult Commander Muto."

"Oh, so you, the emperor, can't even make your own decisions? What kind of emperor are you then?"

The surrendered official scoffed, ignoring the last emperor's ugly expression, and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Hong Fugui, saying, "Please rest assured, Master, the four of us will go find Mutō right now. If he doesn't agree, we'll skin him alive."

Having said that, without waiting for Hong Fugui's response, the four Corpse Ancestors hurriedly left the venue, presumably to go and cause trouble for Wu Teng.

However, after the culinary competition ends, the chefs who are eliminated do not leave empty-handed. They will become the "God of Cookery's" subordinates and assist the God of Cookery in managing the "Imperial Kitchen," preparing meals for the emperor of the dynasty and Commander Muto.

This naturally includes Hong Fugui, Jiang Liu, and others.

In the royal dining room.

The four Corpse Ancestors led Hong Fugui's wife, son, and two members of the Gong Sect to find Hong Fugui.

"Flying Butterfly!"

"Fugui!"

Upon seeing Hong Fugui, the fear in the old woman's eyes vanished, replaced by joy. She embraced Hong Fugui and wept.

Afterwards, the couple expressed their deepest gratitude to the Four Corpse Ancestors.

"It's alright, it's only right for a disciple to relieve Master's worries, hahaha!" The elder sister put her hands on her hips and laughed heartily for three to five seconds, then seemed to choke on her own saliva and started to "cough".

This comical scene was hilarious, but few dared to laugh out loud, because these four were not to be trifled with. Although they were their "compatriots," even the Japanese commander treated them with great respect and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Only Zhan Lan of the Zhongzhou Team, who had read the "Bad Guys" series, understood that these four Corpse Ancestors had one characteristic: when scattered, they were like stars in the sky, any one of them could stir up a bloody storm; when gathered, they were like a clump of sand, achieving the bizarre situation where one plus one becomes a negative number.

It's not that the four Corpse Ancestors' combat power weakens when they gather together, but rather that although these four guys have different personalities, they all have a "goofy" nature. Once they gather together, they compete and work together, which makes their combat power less noticeable.

"What are you laughing at?"

Hearing a few laughs, the older sister shouted angrily, put her hands in her pockets, and spoke in an accent similar to Tong Zhanggui from "My Own Swordsman," rough yet slightly high-pitched, "I'm telling you, you'd better listen to our master, or you'll be in big trouble."

No one dared to respond; they could only nod in agreement.

Junshiro remained unmoved, pondering the words that had just echoed in his mind, his thoughts a complex mix of emotions.

Should we follow our own heart?

Or should we follow Commander Muto's orders?

Hong Fugui keenly noticed the conflicted look on his old rival's expressionless face, and seeing Nobi Shinsuke nod slightly to him, he understood. He walked up to him and said, "Junshiro, how about we have another cooking contest?"

"Hmm? Okay!"

Startled awake, Junshiro paused for a moment before immediately agreeing and asking in fluent Mandarin, "What should be the key point?"

Hong Fugui smiled slightly and said, "As chefs, we mostly cook for others, so let's cook a meal for ourselves now."

"Cook yourself a meal?"

Junshiro remained silent for a while, then nodded and agreed, "Alright, let's use that as the topic!"

"Then the four of us will be the referees!"

The older sister immediately spoke up.

The welding demon brought over the chairs.

Hou Qing brought over bowls and chopsticks.

The surrendered official sat down first.

The four Corpse Ancestors are already preparing to feast—

Looking ahead to the fifth stage

Chapter 1354 Dark Forest - Reincarnator Version

Just as the entire imperial kitchen was bustling with activity, Hong Fugui's family, who had been brought by the four Corpse Ancestors, along with the two members of the Bow Sect, were quietly led out of the kitchen by Jiang Liu and the others.

Facing the "little Japanese," Xiao Feidie remained somewhat wary. One of the members of the bowing faction nervously asked in Japanese, "Where will this gentleman place us?"

"Remove the Confucian Society."

Jiang Liu responded in Chinese and led the four people to a rooftop, where they returned to their original state.

"You...you are the Sage Jiang of the Confucian Society!"

Another member of the bowing faction was greatly surprised, then overjoyed.

Nowadays, Jiang Liu's appearance has been spread throughout the country through newspapers.

Among those in the Gong faction, most of those who could read and write would recognize it.

Many people even keep the newspaper photos of the original saying, "A good punch can save you from a hundred," as a constant reminder to stay true to their original aspirations.

"I haven't even fully mastered the six senses—sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and thought—how can I be worthy of the title 'sage'?"

Although Jiang Liu has forged a literary and martial spirit, possesses an enduring vitality, and has acquired six supernatural powers related to the six senses: clear eyes that see in the dark, ears that hear heavenly sounds, nose that smells the fragrance of books, tongue that speaks like lotus flowers, body that is untouched by dust, and mind that is as round as a mirror, he also possesses what is similar to the three bodies in the Buddhist system: the manifest body, the reward body, and the dharma body. However, he has not completely controlled the six thieves of body and mind for his own use, and cannot be considered a true "saint".