Traveling across the wild continent, others exercise while I cook soup.
They say I am a useless practitioner who can only play with pots and pans.
Until I made a pot of "Shiquan Dabu Decoction" and let the barbarian genius stuck in the bottleneck break through on the spot.
A pot of "soup of pure heart and few desires" caused a horde of violent beasts to turn around and run away.
Later, the five holy beasts smelled the smell and came to the door.
The golden lion eats rice, the green dragon begs for soup, the red bird controls fire for me, and Xuanwu volunteers to be the stove.
When the Order of Annihilation arrived with the ambition to devour the world, the continent fell into despair.
I slowly set up the pot and smiled at the eager beasts and powerful men behind me:
"Don't worry, once this pot of legendary 'Chaos Guiyuan Soup' is cooked, it will be their end."
