Xingtie: Starting from the Cloud Five period

After their first real-world meeting with the Golden Descendants, both sides temporarily parted ways.

"See you next time, maybe next time we'll be face to face!" The cheerful young man with white hair and blue eyes waved at the screen.

He—Bai E—pondered for a moment: “Another partner of mine in the future? Haha, you’re my partner now!”

The call ended with his cheerful laughter.

Qiong rested her chin on Jiang Yuan's head and cheered happily: "Yay! The three of us are partners, the trio is the most stable!"

Beside him, the other two members of his other trio watched him silently.

Then March 7th and Danheng exchanged a glance.

Should we remind him?

Let's not remind each other anymore.

Agreed, after all, it's his dear partner expressing his enthusiasm!

Moreover, it's too late.

As the two locked eyes, the blond boy who was being held down grabbed the gray-haired youth and slammed him against the wall.

The former slowly rose to a height where he could look the latter in the eye, and spoke in a friendly and cordial manner.

"As a good junior, you shouldn't behave disrespectfully towards your seniors like you just did, understand?"

Qiong felt her heart pounding—probably due to the stellar core.

He really wanted to glance down and see how Jiang Yuan had risen, but the force of the hand on his chest made him subconsciously give up the idea.

"Okay, I understand, you short senior."

His body is very honest, but his mouth is still very cheeky.

Fortunately, Bai Heng caught Jiang Yuan's attention first.

She pointed at Jiang Yuan and laughed loudly: "See, I knew it was a lie that he didn't care about his height!"

Jiang Yuan let go of Qiong's hand, patted the clothes on her chest, and turned his head: "If I didn't have some small ambitions, wouldn't I be a perfect person?"

Bai Heng's laughter suddenly stopped.

"I didn't see anything wrong with you, but you've become more talkative than before."

The next moment, she changed the subject.

"What tutoring program did you enroll in? Can you tell me about it?"

Jiang Yuan put his hands on his hips smugly and said, "I am self-taught and do not teach."

In a way, Jiang Yuan traveled to a place that is very difficult to reach.

But meeting friends from this world can hardly be considered a long-awaited reunion.

In the hundreds of years we've lived together, there have been periods of separation that have been much longer.

What's more, Jiang Yuan had just run next door and started his live stream.

Therefore, everyone's attitude towards each other remained the same as always, neither distant nor overly enthusiastic after a long separation.

The Fairy Boat, inside a well-known building.

"Speaking of the live stream, why did you shut it down?" Ying Xing took a sip of tea. "And you also blocked the connection with the other two worlds. What, were you afraid the battle scenes wouldn't be cool enough and people would laugh at you?"

Jiang Yuan poked his head out from the kitchen: "No, I'm afraid Paimon will be too hungry to come over if I make the food later."

Yes, Jiang Yuan, who had just returned, was led into the kitchen by his close friends who said, "We miss your cooking."

"Hey!" Jing Yuan, who had been forcibly dragged inside to work as an assistant, pulled him back. "You can talk, but don't try to slack off."

“Hey,” Jiang Yuan protested, “What do you mean by slacking off? Elsewhere, I, the God of Cooking in this world, have a whole bunch of people helping me cook. But here, I have to pull in people myself, and I can’t even say a word…”

Qiong had witnessed Jiang Yuan and Jing Yuan's interactions in the live stream, but this was the first time she had seen it in person.

He watched this scene with curiosity, and asked another question: "Is my best friend, partner, and other me really such a good cook?"

Qiong is probably one of the few people present who hasn't tried Jiang Yuan's cooking yet.

It's because they didn't spend much time together before Jiang Yuan ran off to the neighbor's.

March 7th nodded emphatically: "He really didn't exaggerate that. That's the level of skill that allows someone to win first place in multiple world culinary competitions!"

Qiong received new vocabulary.

"World Culinary Competition!"

"Didn't I mention that before?" March 7th scratched his head. "Let me think... the last major competition was about four years ago, ah!"

She suddenly realized something: "Is this year's competition coming up soon?"

When asked, Danheng nodded: "It's held every four years, and the most recent one is just around the corner."

"Unfortunately," Bai Heng joined the conversation, shaking his head regretfully, "there might be some unforeseen circumstances this time."

"Unexpected changes?" Jiang Yuan pulled Jing Yuan to the door to talk to the others—since the two of them were slacking off together, it didn't count as slacking off. "There can't be any unexpected changes. There's still a month or two left! As long as the battle ends before the competition, isn't that enough?"

"Easier said than done," Danfeng said gracefully, raising her eyes. "You—"

Suddenly, everyone stopped moving and looked in one direction.

A battle can never be fully prepared for.

It's even less likely to start on time.

It often comes abruptly and unexpectedly.

Just like now.

Everyone realized something at the same time.

The pre-battle dinner had to be interrupted before it even began.

In the direction they sensed, the enemy had already sounded the battle horn.

Jiang Yuan sighed: "I should be happy that I don't have to cook a meal."

"That won't do." The apron that had been forcibly put on Jing Yuan disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his expression became serious.

“That’s right.” Bai Heng stood up. “You need to have two good meals after the battle!”

Her proposal won unanimous approval.

"Alright." Jiang Yuan turned his back to the kitchen and precisely tossed the cleaver back onto the cutting board behind him. "Two meals it is. I'll go on strike if there's one less person to support us!"

"No problem!" "Don't worry!" "It's a date!" "How can we miss the culinary skills of the world's number one chef!" "I'll invite even more people over!"

……

This battle is not just about the enemy of "preordained fate".

Since there is a side that intends to overturn the fate line.

Correspondingly, there exists a side that wants to maintain the thread of fate.

Besides the opposing organizations, there is also—the Star God.

Oh, and there's also the third party that currently appears neutral, but whose allegiance during the battle is uncertain.

“The advantage is,” Jiang Yuan blurted out a hellish joke, “that with the Star Gods involved, the battle might not be so grueling—we might be on the verge of death in the blink of an eye!”

They've moved to a different place; they've gone to Shence Prefecture.

Others have already arrived here.

"Haha, that's really funny, buddy!" a netizen and handsome guy with a deep blue complexion chuckled. "I'll give you a thumbs up."

Jiang Yuan glanced at him in surprise: "Oh, you're joining the tour group too?"

Sangbo feigned helplessness: "There's no other way. Even a businessman from a small town like me has to risk his life, right?"

Jiang Yuan looked around.

It was a mix of people I knew and didn't know, people I'd seen in the game and people I hadn't seen before, all sitting around me.

Of course, not all of them are real people like Sambo; most are projections.

Some don't even have a human figure; there's just a screen showing someone or another species connecting from the other side.

"Alright, enough chit-chat." There was no time for idle talk now. Jiang Yuan waved his hand at everyone, "I'm heading to the front lines now. Anyone going the same way, I'll give you a ride?"