Honghuang: I Am a Descendant Who Comes Here to Make a Living, so I Have to Say That I Am a Saint.

Yang Youxuan traveled through fifteen years of prehistoric times and awakened the "Dao Baiyi System". While others could absorb spiritual energy and cultivate immortality and enlightenment, he could only cook, farm, blacksmith, and carve. Seeing that his cooking skills had reached a "hetao" level, but he couldn't sense even a trace of spiritual energy, Yang Youxuan completely resigned himself to his fate and just wanted to hide at the foot of Buzhou Mountain and live a stable life. Until Houtu, one of the twelve ancestral witches, became a frequent visitor to his house. A pot of stew can restore 90% of Houtu's original Tao injuries that have not healed for tens of thousands of years; The wild ginseng dug up at random is the innate spiritual root that the outside world competes with; The kitchen knives, wooden tables, and clotheslines in the courtyard would make even the most powerful people go numb. Hou Tu: "Where is the food here? It is clearly the origin of the great road!" Yang Youxuan: "Isn't it just a pot of meat? Why is your Wu tribe's food so bad?" What's even more outrageous is that a meal actually attracted Nuwa from thirty-three days away. But as soon as Nuwa stepped into the courtyard gate, the saint's magic power fell silent on the spot. Seeing the Pangu wooden statue carved by Yang Youxuan again, even the Pangu essence and blood in Houtu's body boiled completely. Since then, the entire painting style of Honghuang has changed. Di Jiang suspected that he was related to Pangu, Donghuang Taiyi came to test with the Chaos Bell, and Nuwa even believed that he had transcended the way of heaven. And Yang Youxuan felt baffled when he saw more and more great masters coming to get food. "I really don't know how to cultivate immortality!" Until the catastrophe of the Lich is approaching, ten days pass in the sky, and Houtu turns to reincarnation, and the Lich and Lich clans are destined to be blood-stained. Only then did Yang Youxuan realize that his casual words seemed to really change the general trend. In this case, it is not God who has the final say whether this calamity will go according to the original script.