Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

As a deity, without sufficient power, there would be no believers willing to offer their willingness.

On the long street, cultivators were as plentiful as carps crossing a river, and with just a glance, one could see many shrine temples.

In some households, more than one deity was worshipped.

Apart from the true core of fanatic believers, the faith of most deity's followers was not pure.

For example, the lord of the Divine Court, that Great Emperor, with just a casual look, one could see many divine positions belonging to Him.

The basis for believers to trust in a deity lay in the deity being able to fulfill their wishes, which was a mutual choice.

Chu Zheng looked at the middle-aged man before him, who was over forty years old, and couldn't help but remain silent for a moment.

Seeing that Chu Zheng did not speak, Yuan Dazun became a bit impatient, "Young fellow, I am not jesting with you. As long as you have a wish, I can help you achieve it."

"Really?"

Chu Zheng's expression was a bit odd, regretting if he did not take this readily available hard labor.

Seeing that Chu Zheng finally reacted, Yuan Dazun's expression eased slightly, he nodded and said, "Naturally."

A toddler looking no more than four or five years old, how big an appetite could he have? Picking up a believer for free was a bargain unlike any other.

"Let me think..."

Chu Zheng lowered his head to calculate, and then spoke slowly:

"I want millennium-aged ginseng, hundred-year-old Pine Spirit Ganoderma, Moonlight Condensation Dew, Earth Yin Grass..."

In an instant, Chu Zheng listed over a dozen old medicinal spiritual materials, most of which were of a cold Yin property.

This body was born during the ultimate Yang hour and was filled with Yang Qi, needing some Yin cold spiritual materials for balance.

Considering Yuan Dazun's power, Chu Zheng's request was not beyond his ability.

These items were all basic spiritual materials, rarely seen even at the entry stage, and could help him quickly solidify his foundation. After the Hundred Days Spiritual Transformation, his cultivation would be able to grow faster.

"Wait... just wait, I can't remember all that."

Yuan Dazun interrupted continuously, looking somewhat blank, as some of the items Chu Zheng mentioned were unheard of to him.

After thinking it over, he took out pen and paper and had Chu Zheng repeat the list, then noted everything down one by one.

This was the first wish of the believer, and if he couldn't fulfill this, there was no point in talking about the future.

The child before him bore no trace of any deity's aura, he was as pure and clean as a crystal.

Such children, who had yet to develop a belief in any deity, were too rare in this world, and with a bit of cultivation, could become fanatic believers.

A fanatic believer was worth more than hundreds, thousands of ordinary believers.

For someone like him, a cultivator without any foundation, every believer was precious, and he would vie for each one.

In the future, when he died, there would also be someone to help him build shrine temples and form his divine statues.

As long as he could gain the trust of this child, even if it meant a small price, it would be worth it.

"The things you asked for are not difficult for me."

Yuan Dazun cleared his throat, put away the list he had written, and his demeanor became serious again:

"Young fellow, what is your name?"

"Chu Zheng."

Casually replying, Chu Zheng looked up at Yuan Dazun and touched his belly:

"I am hungry."

"Follow me, and you will never be hungry again."

Yuan Dazun's face broke into a smile as he led Chu Zheng into a restaurant on the street.

It was not yet midday, the restaurant had few patrons, the air filled with a faint fragrance of strong liquor and the smell of oil, which was tantalizing.

Smelling this, the sense of hunger in Chu Zheng's belly instantly intensified several times, making it almost impossible for him to move.

Such an abnormal state made Chu Zheng realize something was off, his gaze landing on a picture behind the counter.

In the picture stood a bald, white-bearded, kindly faced old man in a white robe, beside him floated twelve differently shaped kitchen utensils.

[Food God Picture (Third Order): A portrait of a Heavenly Venerate Incense Spirituality, long immersed in incense and possessing divinity, capable of influencing the culinary desires of beings of the Third Order or below, and enhancing the mana of Spiritual Culinary Path cultivators.]

Food God.

Chu Zheng's heart stirred, a single portrait affecting the senses of a cultivator was indeed incredible.

Such portraits, unknown how many more there were in this world, clearly showed the increased earnings for restaurants displaying the Food God Picture.

The Spiritual Culinary Path was also one of the numerous smaller paths, and this Food God being listed in the Heavenly Venerate Realm, it wouldn't be surprising if every restaurant displayed his picture.

Even the destiny of the Spiritual Culinary Path itself might be monopolized by him alone.

Business was good in restaurants, and with many imitators, the incense to the Food God would only become more vigorous. The more vigorous the incense, the more benefits the Food God could receive, and thus he could offer more feedback to his believers.

For an Incense Fire God, this no doubt formed a positive cycle.

Yuan Dazun chose a spot for them and called over a server.

There were people in the hall discussing legends about the Food God, and Chu Zheng caught bits and pieces, gaining a little understanding about this deity.

The Food God had been a cultivator of the Spiritual Culinary Path during his lifetime. Later, when the Great Emperor of the Divine Court had descended to be tested by the vicissitudes of the mortal world, he met him and prepared a world-shocking dish that delighted the Great Emperor.

After the Great Emperor returned to his divine position, He titled him the Food God, commissioned writings about him, and dramatically expanded constructions to erect temples and forge his divine statues, granting him billions of incense worship.

From then on, the Food God's fortunes soared, becoming one of the pillars of the Divine Court.

The tales about the Food God were numerous, with this being just one of many versions.

What the true circumstances were, apart from the Food God himself, no one knew.