Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

So you don't listen to a word I say?

Thinking about how he's been getting a new nickname every time he wakes up lately, Du Yi felt a little helpless, and even started to get used to it.

From his own perspective, he had absolutely no interest in playing god-playing games with a bunch of savages who were barely better than rats or even grasshoppers. However, since these savages couldn't even understand proper speech, he was too lazy to repeat himself again and again.

Let these savages say whatever they want; they won't admit it anyway.

As for these minotaurs who mingled with savages...

"What's wrong with you?"

Learning from the accents these minotaurs had just displayed, Du Yi tried his best to communicate with them in Ignis, the language he was currently speaking.

After Du Yi asked the question, the minotaurs began to kowtow one after another.

"The sacred bull god Dehennu is the god of the western side of the Great Snow Mountain, and the supreme god is the god of the eastern side of the Great Snow Mountain. We, the Hennu people, as the incarnation of the sacred bull god Dehennu in the world, have come to offer you our congratulatory gifts..."

"The Great Snow Mountain?"

Du Yi immediately remembered that enormous mountain range that stretched to the horizon.

He suffered quite a bit while climbing the mountain, as it was extremely cold and there was very little food available. If he remembered correctly, he only took one look at the summit before coming down immediately. He vaguely recalled that on the other side of the snow-capped mountain, there was a fertile land that looked lush with vegetation.

But now it seems...

The world on the other side of the snow-capped mountains seemed to be much wider than he had expected.

But what surprised Du Yi the most was that these minotaurs had actually come from the other side of the Great Snow Mountain—it was not easy for him to cross the mountain himself, let alone for these minotaurs who were much smaller than him.

"amazing!"

Facing the seemingly brave warrior who had crossed the mountain range, Du Yi spared no praise.

"What do you want?"

"What do we want?"

The leading minotaur paused for a moment, then adopted an even more humble posture.

“We would like to present you with a gift... These God-Feeders are specially prepared for you, and we are sure you will like them.”

"Gift?"

Du Yi was stunned.

It was at this moment that he felt something licking his body.

The force was so gentle, like a light veil brushing past, yet it carried a fiery heat, as if it could melt everything.

Even Du Yi's body stiffened under this licking.

But the stiffness was only momentary. After seeing those things licking his body, his white body, Du Yi immediately laughed.

"You're too kind! Why did you even send over a sheep!"

How did you know I hadn't eaten yet?!

Chapter 88 Called an Evil God at First Meeting

Before the minotaurs could say anything, Du Yi had already quickly cleaned up the sheep and thrown them into the stone pot.

Given Du Yi's current size, it's probably impossible for him to get a normal iron pot. In fact, even the stone pot that he dug out on the spot is only the size of a small bowl to Du Yi. However, Du Yi doesn't have many requirements for the pot. As long as it can boil water normally, that's fine.

As for the mutton, Du Yi had already skinned and deboned it, and cleaned it. Through long practice, Du Yi had become skilled at using his tail tip to do some delicate tasks.

Just like now, he can even use a single, raised snake scale to precisely slice the mutton into pieces.

As for the offal, Du Yi didn't waste it either. Properly processed, the lamb offal was also a delicious delicacy, especially when used to make soup, the taste was absolutely superb.

"It's been a long time since I've had mutton soup."

Du Yi was already quite impatient.

Heaven knows how long he'd been eating open-fire barbecue. Although mammoths and saber-toothed tigers weren't bad, eating the same things for too long inevitably made him crave something different. Du Yi remembered that he had once asked that savage called the Radiant One to make him a pot, but he still hadn't seen it.

So, driven by his craving, he had no choice but to do it himself, even if it was just making soup in a small bowl, at least he could taste it.

Of course, Du Yi has never been the type to keep everything to himself.

Du Yi was happy to share soup with the minotaurs who brought the sheep.

"Give it a try, it should taste pretty good."

Du Yi extended an invitation to the minotaurs, and also to the savages—or rather, the Ignis.

Of course, Du Yi also remembered that these savages seemed to have called themselves Ignivas again. It seemed like they had changed their names, but it also seemed like they hadn't. However, considering that these savages kept changing the way they addressed him, Du Yi could understand it.

However, while Du Yi was still pondering just how obsessed these Ignivas were with changing their names...

The Ignivas and the minotaurs looked at each other, but none of them reached for the large pot of mutton soup.

This made Du Yi even more puzzled.

"Although this is my first time making a soup, I don't think my cooking skills are bad..."

Thinking this, Du Yi looked at the Ignivas and minotaurs once again.

"Don't you like the soup I made?"

"I...I like it!"

The minotaurs and the Ignivas in the front row immediately bowed down, practically gritting their teeth as they squeezed out those words.

They definitely liked it; how could they not? Just yesterday, they had been intimate with these divine caretakers, still feeling the warm, moist, and supreme pleasure they brought.

And now, in the blink of an eye, their beloved Divine Feeders have all been stewed into the pot, turning into this big pot of hot soup.

"I didn't even have a chance to tell her I loved her, how could this be..."

Looking down at the ground, the Thirty-Sixth Generation Akakage's eyes immediately reddened.

The minotaurs on the other side were much calmer. Coming from the other side of the Great Snow Mountain, they all knew very well that the mission of the God Feeders was to serve the gods. They only needed to enjoy the pleasure brought by the God Feeders. As for developing feelings for the God Feeders, that was completely unnecessary.

But even if you say that, is it really necessary to stew the God Feeder into soup?

"The Taiyi God that these monkeys worship is probably far more brutal than they describe."

The leader of the minotaurs had already silently made a conclusion in his mind.

The Hennu had seen people enjoy the services of the God-feeders before, and they had also seen people have children with the God-feeders. They had even seen some God-feeders who were so badly served that they were slaughtered. But to start by stewing the God-feeders and then forcing the Hennu to drink the stew was truly a first for them.

But right now, even if they wanted to avoid drinking, they probably couldn't.

Those enormous snake eyes were staring at them expectantly; if they didn't drink it, they probably wouldn't have the chance to see the sun rise tomorrow.

Or perhaps, they will become part of the soup.

Just like those who feed the gods.

"I...will drink!"

Gritting his teeth, the leading minotaur was the first to step forward.

The containers used to hold the soup were bowls carved from wood. For the Ignivas, who could manipulate fire, making these things was extremely easy. After obtaining the wooden bowls, the leader of the minotaurs also ladled out a bowl of hot soup.

Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes tightly and drank the hot soup down in one gulp, as if it were poison.

However, this hot soup was not poisonous at all. The milky white soup had an unexpected sweetness. Although it was only seasoned with salt, it left a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

As he savored the aroma of the broth in his mouth, the leading minotaur was almost in a daze. The familiar scent reminded him of the pleasure he had shared with the divine feeder the night before. It was a warm, comforting sensation, just like the hot broth in his mouth, and he could even hear the melodious, uplifting voice in his ears.

"This……"

The leading minotaur couldn't resist extending his wooden bowl once more.

Although he himself knew very well that he should not drink the soup made by the God-feeders under any circumstances, there was nothing he could do about it; the soup was just too delicious.

"Perhaps, this is the true purpose of those god-feeders?"

The leader of the minotaurs even had such thoughts.

But immediately, he suddenly realized just how utterly depraved he had just been.

He actually thought it was right to drink these soups, and he actually thought it was right to stew the God-breds in the pot. You know, he had just spent time with several God-breds yesterday, but now he even wanted to drink another bowl.

"What's wrong with me?"

The lead minotaur trembled and was about to throw away the wooden bowl in his hand.

But at that very moment, fresh hot soup was poured into his bowl.

"You still want to drink? Sure, you can drink whatever you want."

In the minotaur's view, the enormous serpent looked quite happy.

But the minotaur himself was anything but happy.

"An evil god! This is definitely an evil god!"

Recalling how he had almost lost control just now, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

However, under the watchful eye of the evil god, he still had to continue drinking the soup in his hand.

"I……"

After finishing a bowl of hot soup, the minotaur's hand once again rose uncontrollably.

Chapter 89 Sage Time

For most Ignivas, this was undoubtedly a memorable day.

Their supreme god awakened, and they finally saw the god their ancestors worshipped. Although, just as their ancestors had said, the supreme god still did not accept their worship, the great supreme god personally made hot soup for them.

The tradition of eating hot soup can even be traced back to the third generation of Akakage. Now that Taiyi God has personally made this soup, it is undoubtedly the greatest recognition for the Ignivas people.

The taste of the soup was unparalleled. Although many people didn't even have time to taste it before drinking it all up, afterwards many said that they tasted the mercy and love of the One God for the people of Ignivas in the soup.

In short, it was a win-win situation. Everyone who went got to drink soup, and those who didn't go weren't doomed to miss out. The God Taiyi had already issued a divine decree, saying that there was no rush to sleep these next few days, and anyone who wanted to taste the food could wait until the next cooking session.

Praise be to the One God!

In just one day, the people of Ignivas had already forgotten about the sacred bull god Dehennu.

They had even forgotten about the gold and jewels.

"This is the will of the gods... It only takes a moment to overturn all our efforts."

Inside the tent under the cover of night, the leader of the minotaurs looked grim.

They had worked tirelessly day and night to achieve the current situation, but the so-called Taiyi God simply woke up, cooked a pot of soup, and regained complete control over those monkeys, or rather, over this region.

Of course, what's most impressive is the pot of hot soup itself.

"They actually controlled my body without my knowledge, and even affected my consciousness... This is something only an evil god would do!"

Yes, even an elite among the Hennu people like him couldn't withstand that bowl of hot soup, so how could the Ignivas people who originally lived on this land possibly resist it?

It was at this moment that the leader of the minotaurs realized that everything he had done before was a joke compared to this bowl of soup.

He was still manipulating the minds of the Ignivas, inducing their desires, guiding the local customs, and even interfering with the monkeys' beliefs—he had already made preparations and figured out how to dethrone the so-called Taiyi God and how to make him lose control of this region.

But who could have imagined that the evil ancient serpent would actually use sorcery to concoct a potion of bewitching potion?

They definitely lost, and even lost back what they had won before. Right now, the Hennu people have not only lost a lot of gold and gems, but even the several god feeders they had specially brought over have been thrown into the pot.

"But it seems that the God Feeder can really be used like that..."

The thought of those snow-white divine servants immediately brought this idea to the mind of the leading minotaur.

Immediately afterward, he became wary.

This is also an important basis for his judgment that the ancient serpent is an evil god. After all, only an evil god can have such a bewitching power. Just like now, even though he knows that his thoughts just now came from the influence of an evil god, he still can't help but feel that the thought is correct.

"Such evil is hidden to the east of the Great Snow Mountain..."

Recalling how he couldn't even control his body during the day, constantly drinking soup from the wooden bowl, this elite among the Hennu people even began to regret it.

Perhaps the Hengnu should have sealed the tunnel from the beginning, or perhaps they should never have come to the east side of the Great Snow Mountain.

But such a thought only flashed through his mind before being erased by the minotaur.

“I am a child of the sacred bull god, the incarnation of Dehennu on earth, I represent the sacred bull god himself... how could I have such cowardly thoughts?”

Thinking this, the minotaur quickly began to recall the name and image of the sacred bull god Dehennu.