Chapter 52 Cang Li pretends to only just find out…

Cang Li pretended to only then realize their identities, and his expression softened slightly as he asked:

"So it's you. How have you been, Daoist Master?"

Yuan Shi replied in a less-than-friendly tone, "It's alright."

Tongtian said a lot more:

“My second brother and I came a month ago. Before we came, my eldest brother asked me to give him my regards. Unfortunately, when we arrived, you weren’t home. The kids said you had gone on a long trip, which is why we haven’t been able to see you. Now that we’ve met you, I can say that I’ve conveyed your greetings.”

Cang Li nodded and said:

"I know why you're here. Don't worry, I'll do my best to cooperate. The Taoist priest helped me a lot that day. You can stay here without worry. My people are very hospitable, so there's nothing to worry about."

Tongtian smiled and agreed.

Seeing Cang Li speak like this, Yuan Shi's expression softened considerably, and his tone became more even:

"Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. My third brother and I have been keeping you here for some time. Please feel free to ask if you need anything."

That's what he said, but Yuanshi didn't even glance at Fuqu, and he still maintained his arrogant attitude towards Cangli. Cangli secretly rolled his eyes. Yuanshi really has a bad temper.

Yuanshi and Tongtian have now officially met with Cangli. Cangli doesn't care what the two are doing. In any case, spreading the religion is beneficial to the human race. After becoming a saint, they will also share some of their merits with the human race. There is no need to interfere with something that is entirely beneficial.

With nothing much to do in winter, Cang Li started thinking about making some tofu to add variety to her dishes, mainly because she wanted to eat hot pot.

Frozen tofu is a must-have for hot pot.

Cang Li moved the millstone from outside into the cave, and then soaked a bucket of soybeans. Cang Li originally wanted to make some fermented black beans and soybean paste from these soybeans, but she didn't have time. After the soybeans were harvested, they were left outside. Ji Hejie didn't know how to process soybeans either, so these soybeans were left in the cave.

The soaked soybeans were ground into soy milk. Cang Li filtered the soybean pulp through a bamboo sieve, boiled the soy milk, added some honey, and divided it among the five children, Fuqu, and Mo. After tasting it, they all liked the sweet soy milk and asked for another bowl.

Cang Li smiled as she distributed the soy milk. Tofu still needed to be coagulated with gypsum, and she happened to have found some gypsum in the salt pond while she was making salt, which was perfect for coagulating tofu.

The tofu, once set, needs to be pressed into shape using a stone slab. Cang Li also made some tofu pudding with honey to eat.

Here, everyone was happily eating tofu, while next door, Tongtianxia couldn't continue playing chess. He threw down his pieces and said, "Second Brother, I'm going to go check on the Great Chief next door!"

Before Yuanshi could speak, Tongtian slipped away, leaving Yuanshi scratching his head in frustration.

Tongtian arrived next door, knocked on the door, and went in.

When Cang Li saw Tong Tian, ​​she invited him to try it. She had no problem with Tong Tian or Yuan Shi himself, but she was very unhappy because Yuan Shi's attitude was really bad.

Tongtian naturally blended in, took the soy milk, sipped it, and his eyes lit up: "Delicious! Another bowl, please!"

Cang Li laughed heartily; she knew everyone loved to eat, even saints.

Yuanshi, standing next door, gripped the chess piece tightly, his eyes gradually filled with confusion. Are people really that good? After returning home, his eldest brother couldn't stop thinking about the human race. His third brother also quickly integrated into the human race after arriving. However, not everyone in the human race has exceptional talent. He came here to take on disciples, not to make friends. Only those with exceptional talent can become his land.

The talents bestowed upon a creature by Heaven are predetermined. All living beings in the primordial world should follow the will of Heaven. Those who can cultivate should cultivate, and those with talent should work even harder. Yuanshi didn't quite understand why Cangli, as the first human in the primordial world, didn't cherish his talent but instead became engrossed in the trivial matters of the human race.

Cang Li was chatting happily with Tong Tian next door, so he said to Tong Tian, ​​"Daoist Master, I mean your older brother. He's such a picky eater. My mom, oh, I mean Nuwa, she loves to eat everything, just like me. But Daoist Master, you only like to eat white rice, cabbage soup, stir-fried cabbage and loofah. What's the point of people not eating meat?"

Tongtian wholeheartedly agreed with Cangli's statement: "That's right! Fellow Daoist, you've struck a chord with me. I think so too. Back before the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, I loved to go out and catch phoenix dragons and roast them to eat. They were so delicious."

Tongtian was practically drooling as he spoke, while Mo, standing beside him, looked extremely displeased. He slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Tongtian, and said:

"So it was you! You dragon-eating maniac! I was wondering why, back when our dragon and phoenix clans were fighting so well, dragons kept going missing!"

Tongtian: ...A miscalculation. I forgot there was a dragon here. Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Cangli has quite a wide circle of friends.

Mo wanted to fight Tongtian, but Tongtian wasn't afraid of him; he was just a dragon whose cultivation was inferior to his. However, this was Cang Li's friend. Tongtian looked at Cang Li:

"Fellow Daoist, if I defeat him, can I eat him? Ever since the Dragon Clan disappeared, the Heavenly Dao has forbidden us from hunting them. I haven't eaten dragon meat in a long time."

Tongtian looked on with a look of lingering satisfaction.

Fuqu looked terrified and nervously clung to Cangli. No wonder everyone was a land creature and so scary!

Cang Li remained silent. So, dragons and phoenixes are now rare and protected animals, and they can't be killed, right?

Tongtian was eager to try, while Mo was full of resentment.

Cang Li slapped the table: "Alright, alright, let's all keep the peace and make money. What kind of scene is this, fighting and killing each other? Look how scared my child is."

As he spoke, Cang Li scooped up the group of people who were happily eating.

Everyone: Huh? Isn't she scared?

The truly frightened Fuqu helplessly tugged at Cangli: "Look at me, look at me, I'm scared."

Tongtian regretfully withdrew his gaze.

Mo was furious: "We can't let this go like this! You've eaten so many of my people!"

Tongtian Wuhu curled his lip: "Don't talk nonsense. Among your dragons, it's that guy Rahu who eats the most. I've only eaten one at most. Don't accuse me if you haven't done it yourself."

Mo: ...Does one dragon mean it's not a dragon?

Mo was furious. Seeing that things were not going well, Fuqu quickly pulled Mo away to a corner and whispered to him, advising him not to fight a losing battle, as they could not defeat this future sage.

Cang Li glanced at Tongtian and said irritably:

"You and the Taoist priest are completely different. Is it fun to bully them?"

Tongtian said with a smile, "Isn't this too boring? I think that little clam spirit is quite good. Would she like to become my disciple? I'll take her as my apprentice."

Cang Li's eyes lit up. If Fu Qu could become Tong Tian's disciple, even if all the disciples of the Jie Sect were to be listed on the Investiture of the Gods in the future, Fu Qu would still be among the immortals. Cang Li said to Tong Tian:

"I'll ask her. It would be great if she were willing."

Tongtian accepts disciples regardless of their background or origin, adhering to the principle of teaching without discrimination and seizing every opportunity for survival in the world.

Cang Li quickly went to ask Fu Qu.

After listening, Fuqu hesitated for a moment and asked Cang Li in a low voice, "May I become your disciple?"

Cang Li shook his head: "I have no intention of taking on disciples. Fu Qu, Fellow Daoist Tongtian is a future sage. Becoming his disciple would indeed only bring benefits. Moreover, he doesn't discriminate based on background or talent. However, it still depends on your own wishes. If you want to be free, then you don't need to become his disciple."

After thinking for a while, Fuqu said to Cangli, "Then, I'll discuss it with Mo."

Cang Li nodded. The matter of becoming a disciple is a personal one, and she was just offering her opinion.

Tongtian heard this clearly and asked Cangli with an annoyance, "How is it that you are not free once you become my disciple? I never discipline my disciples."

Cang Li: ...I know you're not going to keep an eye on things, and you're quite smug about it. You'll suffer a great loss sooner or later.

Cang Li didn't say these words aloud, nor did she utter a sound. She knew that this was something she couldn't say out loud. There truly was a Heavenly Dao in the Primordial World, and oaths made would truly come true.

Tongtian smiled and asked Cangli, "Fellow Daoist, why don't you become my disciple? I feel we get along very well, and our thoughts are quite similar. What do you think?"

Cang Li lay on the table and said, "Why don't you ask your older brother first? He wanted to take me to Kunlun Mountain to cultivate when he left, but I didn't agree."

Tongtian was very regretful that he hadn't become his elder brother's disciple, and naturally he wouldn't become his disciple either.

Tongtian quickly added, "It's alright, we're still friends. Come find me for a drink when you visit Kunlun Mountain. I have a lot of fine wine that's been stored for tens of thousands of years."

While Tongtian and Cangli were playing, Yuanshi was already diligently continuing his missionary work, selecting exceptionally talented humans, mainly from the hundred or so people that Nuwa had personally created.

As winter was drawing to a close, Tongtian finally remembered why he had come, and left the cave to preach.

Yuanshi took a tour of the human race and found that the human race was indeed the darling of the heavens, and their survival on the prehistoric continent was smooth sailing. After one winter, many human women had already given birth to new lives.

Yuanshi, moved by this, founded the Chan Sect, in accordance with and interpreting the will of Heaven, and finally severed his last corpse, thus attaining the rightful holy position.

After becoming a saint, Yuanshi's expression became even less expressive. He took his eight newly recruited disciples to see Cangli.

While Cangli was busy with spring plowing, when women from other tribes became pregnant, they assumed they were sick and braved the wind and snow to see Cangli. Only then did Cangli realize that his ancestors had acted quite quickly, which meant that there would be more people this year and more food needed. Cangli was going to lead the human race to grow more food.

After we finish this busy period, we need to organize a collective hunting trip for the human race, otherwise farming alone won't be enough to feed them.

Upon seeing Yuanshi arrive with several people, Cang Li put down his farming tools and said with a smile:

"Congratulations! Is the Jade Purity Saint returning to Kunlun Mountain?"

Yuan Shi nodded. He still didn't understand why Cang Li wasted his talent and didn't like to cultivate. However, Yuan Shi's mood had improved a lot, which was reflected in the fact that he rarely cursed anymore.

“Fellow Daoist, these are your clansmen. They are exceptionally talented, and I plan to take them back to Kunlun Mountain to cultivate.”

Cang Li nodded knowingly: "Go ahead, I'm overjoyed that they have such good fortune."

Yuanshi was silent for a while, then looked at Cangli seriously and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you really not want to return to Kunlun Mountain with me to cultivate?"

Cang Li: "...Strictly speaking, you are the fourth person to say this to me. Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist. However, I cannot let go of my people. Perhaps I will consider cultivation when my people have taken root in this land."

Yuanshi didn't understand, but he learned to respect: "Since that's the case, fellow Daoist, please take care of yourself. Farewell."

Cang Li waved her hand, but in her heart she was thinking that even if she were to become an apprentice, she would definitely choose her mother.

Not long after, Tongtian also founded the Jie Sect and became a saint. Tongtian led a few people to bid farewell to Cangli.

"Cang Li, I'm going back to Kunlun. I'm quite reluctant to leave. By the way, has that little clam spirit made up his mind yet?"

Cang Li shrugged: "I don't know. Congratulations, fellow Daoist. Remember to give my regards to the Daoist Master when you get back."

Tongtian waved his hand: "No problem, no problem."

At this moment, Fuqu came over from the side, followed by Mo. Fuqu greeted Tongtian and bowed.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

After a moment of silence, he continued, "I have failed the Sage's good intentions. Mo and I are deeply in love and do not wish to be separated. Please forgive me, Sage."

Cang Li: ?

Just a few days ago, Fuqu was still clueless, but now they're already in love?

Cang Li looked at Mo with a dangerous glint in her eyes.