With the sun and moon in my hands, I command the universe; beneath my feet, I tread the heavens and sunder mountains and rivers.
That's how things work in other people's fantasy worlds. But in mine...
I fry, stir-fry, roast, and deep-fry. Pots, bowls, pans, and ladles. Whether you're a mountain spirit or a spirit beast, a demon, an immortal, or an evil fiend, just dare to come near, and I'll turn you all into delicacies fit for the finest table.
One day, a disciple from down the mountain came rushing over. “Junior Uncle, the Evil King is attacking!”
“Perfect. I'm missing a dish of charcoal-grilled spider.”
I stretched, then picked up the little kitchen knife from the cutting board.
