A Kongsang's daily life

My name is Yi Fudo, the son of the God of Cookery and the young master of Kongsang.

My spiritual power is weak, and I have a group of gourmet spirit family members, named Soul Eaters.

My parents are traveling outside all the year round, and the huge Kongsang is taken care of by the soul eaters and me.

Time should have passed so peacefully, but...

"It's Glutton—!"

Noisy voices sounded, and the flames burst into the sky in front of my eyes.

"Food Talk is gone!"

The temple dedicated to the food language has been destroyed, and a masked man stands in the air.

"Let go of Yangzhou——!"

I rushed towards him angrily, but...

"Heh, overreaching."

Yangzhou was thrown into the ruins by him at any time, and my body was instantly bounced away.

Fortunately, "Food Words" was brought back.

However, because of the pollution of the masked man, the soul eaters gradually turned into nightmares.

I had to tear up all the "Food Words", and the broken pages escaped into the void, leaving only the sky full of stars and the silent night.

After all, I still failed to keep this world.

Perhaps it was due to the excessive consumption of spiritual power, my consciousness began to blur.

"Well done...don't give up..." A gentle voice sounded beside me.

who is it

"Finally... see you!" A gentle white light jumped out from "Food Language", and the owner of that voice appeared——

It was a strange soul eater. The moment he appeared, countless white feathers fell from the sky.

"It's been so many years, I didn't expect that the young master has grown into a young man with sword eyebrows and stars." The soul eater smiled softly, gently wiped away the rubble and blood stains on my face, and the gentle soul power healed my wounds.

I'm probably dying, otherwise, why would I see an angel