When Elder Ancestor Bai said this, Bai Shifu's eyes showed an irrepressible disappointment.
He thought that Elder Ancestor Bai might have some way to force the evil god to give in.
Now, it seemed that Elder Ancestor Bai might be intelligent, but he could only deal with opponents of the same level. Facing this high and mighty god, he was no different from those weak mortals, he could only bow and scrape.
Vigilante A was different. A few years ago, Elder Ancestor Bai could still contend with him. Looking at his current performance, one could scold the evil god, while the other could only bow and scrape. Compared to Vigilante A, it was like one was in a calm lake, while the other could only bow and scrape.
Bai Shixin was calm, he was not disappointed. Although Elder Ancestor Bai was powerful and intelligent, he was still a long way from the level of a god. Only when the Greater Rat Clan was truly strong could they hope to become a god.
Vigilante A was already a god a million years ago.
As for the freak Vigilante A, he was the Child of Destiny, he could not be compared to him. There would always be some people in the world who were like this. As a wise man, he was very open-minded about this.
"Wait, this Land of Culinary has an owner. Even if you want to compromise and keep the peace, you can't hand it over to him." Fang Ning suddenly said.
The others were shocked. Elder Ancestor Bai's eyes narrowed, he suddenly asked, "Is the Culinary God still alive?"
"Impossible, if he's still alive, why would he leave behind an inheritance?" Bai Shixin shook his head.
Fang Ning waved his hand, a black pot appeared in front of everyone.
A god's aura suddenly filled the air.
Unlike the God of Plagues' black figure that was illusory, this aura was real.
On top of the black pot, a dignified old man with a long white beard and a kind face appeared.
"Uh, this old man's physiognomy is not bad, I really can't tell that he's lying so naturally, he's not any worse than you, Mr. Rich Boss." Sir System exclaimed.
"Don't use me as a negative example." Fang Ning said angrily.
"I'm the most familiar with you, of course I have to use you as an example." Sir System said righteously.
At this moment, the Culinary God smiled and said, "Indeed, I'm not really alive like this, I'm just lucky enough to survive. It's just that it's not good to entrust the Grotto-Heaven to the wrong person. "
Bai Shixin sensed for a while and nodded slightly. That's more like it. If the Culinary God was still intact, they wouldn't have had the chance to get their hands on his grotto-heaven.
Now, this soul only had the appearance but not the slightest bit of Divine Power. If it was not for the black pot's protection, any Pond-level powerhouse could kill it.
However, he did not understand why the other party had fallen to such a state.
Some gods could preserve part of their power, just like the God of Plagues in front of them. Although it was only an incarnation that descended to the Lower Realm, it still had some divine power and could quickly master the rules of this realm. Some gods were not even as good as the God of Cookery, they could not even preserve their divine souls.
At his current level, he was still unable to understand the secret within, but it should be an extremely shocking secret.
At this moment, the God of Plagues' eyes lit up. He stared intently at the Culinary God's spirit as if he was looking at a priceless treasure.
Then, he said lightly, "Old Culinary God, you're already in this state, and you still dare to be strong? Leave it to me, it's better than ending up in the hands of a bunch of demons. At least it won't be a disgrace to you. "
"Hmph, you're the God of Plagues and Cruelty, and I'm the God who has tasted all kinds of delicacies. We're natural opposites, how can I give my grotto-heaven to you? A good food garden has become a poison den. It's better to just let it be destroyed. "The Culinary God stopped smiling and said coldly.
Bai Shixin did not say a word and watched quietly.
The two gods from the Upper Realm were bickering on this barren Earth, and he had learned a lot.
It turned out that these high and mighty gods were not that special after all. They would still fight for their reputation, and they would still target someone because of their personal likes and dislikes.
However, it was obvious that their power was no longer enough for them to use their divine powers to fight, so they could only fight with their tongues. This was … great!
He was secretly happy that he did not come to this gathering in vain. This allowed him to see the actual situation of the gods.
These gods had already lost the power to turn the clouds and rain in the Upper Realm, and the only thing left was their wisdom.
In terms of wisdom, he did not think that he was far behind the other party.
The key was to have enough information. As long as there was no asymmetry of information, the other party would not be able to come up with any elaborate schemes.
When the God of Plagues heard this, he was not angry. He only shook his head and said, "What a joke. You're already at this stage, and you still can't let go of this obsession. Even if you've tasted all the delicacies in the world, even if I can only make people sick, so what? I can still retain my divine powers, and I can still make a name for myself in the Lower Realm; but you, you can only live in a black pot, and drag out an ignoble existence. The paradise and grotto-heaven you had when you were alive will also become prey for everyone to fight over. "
"…" A trace of shame flashed across the Culinary God's face. He immediately fell silent and had no words to refute.
This was because what the other party said was the truth, how could he refute? Even a god would get angry when he was slapped in the face. However, he currently had no divine powers, and had to rely on someone else's charity to survive, so how could he be angry?
If he could do it all over again, would he still be the Culinary God?
Why did he lose his divine powers, and why did he fall? He was not muddle-headed and ignorant, but he could also deduce the real reason.
The great calamity was coming, and the Upper Realm was on the brink of extinction. Someone needed to burn themselves to delay the process of extinction. And gods like them were naturally the best firewood.
However, there was a time and place for burning. Some gods did not have a strong background, so they had to burn themselves first.
For example, the River God of the Sky River was a noble congenital god, but because the relationship was too big, and the karma was too deep, he had to burn himself.
This was the reason why he gave up most of his power to descend to the Lower Realm in advance.
The situation fell into a stalemate. No one said a word, and it was a stalemate.
The current situation was obvious. The four forces had already appeared, and their prey was a solidifying grotto-heaven.
To be honest, Fang Ning was not interested in this prey.
Whether it was the Spiritual Insect Realm that he owned half of the shares, or the Morality City and the Land of Sanguinity that he owned all of the shares, any one of them was a few times better than this semi-finished Culinary God's arcane realm. Why would he be interested?
However, as soon as Fang Ning had this thought, he was met with a head-on blow from Sir System.
"Look at you, you've just accumulated some wealth, and now you're not cherishing it. Don't you know that a wise man once said that the more you don't relax, the more money you have; the more money you have, the more you can't relax."
"Uh, you're right, okay? I'm just thinking about it, I can't really give up on the benefits I'm supposed to get. "Fang Ning felt wronged.
"Don't even think about it, it's better to nip in the bud, you know?" Sir System lectured.
Fang Ning muttered, "I think you shouldn't be a Hero System in the future, you should change to a Grandet System. Tofu Beauty, Yan Jiansheng, they're all your seniors …"
"…" Sir System was speechless.
After some time, Fang Ning suddenly said, "I've always hated trouble. This is the map of the Culinary God's arcane realm, let's cut the Gordian knot …"
He pointed in the air, and a circular map with undulating terrain appeared.
"The entire map is divided into four parts. As the saying goes, Yin and Yang are in harmony, and fragrance and odor correspond. Each of you will occupy a place, and I'll act as a buffer to prevent you from clashing with each other."
As he spoke, he drew an equilateral triangle in the center of the map, and it happened to divide the circular arcane realm into four parts. Naturally, he occupied the largest central part …
"Uh, Mr. Rich Boss, I like your drawing very much …" Sir System was very satisfied.
The other three parties looked at each other in dismay.
The God of Plagues thought for a while and nodded first, "If that's the case, I'll give you face, so that we don't get entangled."
The biggest saboteur had already bowed down, and the other two parties had no reason to get entangled.
They all knew that if they got entangled, it would not benefit any of them. It was obvious that the Dragon God was the strongest, and since he was here as a mediator, he naturally had to take the biggest share.
It would not work if the others did not give in, because the other three parties were related to their interests, and only the other party could leave or stay. It was not a pity to lose the arcane realm of culinary, and they had the biggest initiative.
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