Transmigrate to the Primordial World: Slay the Immortals in Ten Days

When Huang Yan awoke, he found himself transmigrated into the Primordial World, a land engulfed in war! Others who transmigrate either have an ancient divine weapon in hand, a chosen bloodline coursing through their veins, or, at the very least, a mysterious System to fall back on. But what about me? The moment I opened my eyes, I had a gleaming kitchen cleaver stuck in my forehead! It might be great for chopping meat at the market, but in this Primordial World, where mighty gods fight with magical treasures and spells, what good is it? Am I supposed to slice peaches or chop up dragon liver and phoenix marrow to improve my meals?

What’s everyone else’s motto? “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west…”

Am I really stuck shouting, “Freshly chopped vegetables! Want to try my Primordial World cuisine?”