Chapter 963: Failed Show-Off, Struck by Lightning

The Eight-Armed Mantis recognized Wu Tian as its master, but since its name isn’t on the Investiture of the Gods, even after killing the Clan Leader of the Wild Chicken Clan and the Bear Soldier,

Wu Tian gained nothing from it.

Now, the Eight-Armed Mantis, following Wu Tian’s instructions, first entered the Bear Tribe,

and Xiong Taishan, upon learning that the Eight-Armed Mantis, the master chef, had arrived, personally received it. He was overjoyed because so many people had tried inviting the Eight-Armed Mantis but failed. To taste the delicacies of the Eight-Armed Mantis, one had to visit its famous eatery,

which conveniently only served ten meals a day.

The Human Daoist Sect, the Celestial Dynasty, and the storyteller couldn’t invite the Eight-Armed Mantis, but he managed to do it,

which made Xiong Taishan think that the Eight-Armed Mantis was giving him immense respect, making him genuinely happy.

Before long, other factions also arrived one by one, including the Willow Sect and others.

Of course,

since Wu Tian’s sermon, some factions, including the Willow Sect, hoped to receive guidance from Wu Tian,

so Xiong Taishan didn’t trust them, but he had confidence in today’s upcoming events.

On one hand, the Bear Tribe’s best ally, the Leopard Cat Clan, arrived, even bringing along their Supreme Elder.

The Bear Tribe couldn’t believe that the Willow Sect and others would help Wu Tian and still manage to oppose the alliance of the two tribes.

Moreover,

just in case they couldn’t capture Wu Tian, Xiong Taishan had already planned and invited the King of Assassins, who surprisingly agreed to come.

If Wu Tian couldn’t be captured, then they would let the King of Assassins kill Wu Tian instead.

With the Leopard Cat Clan and the King of Assassins on their side,

Xiong Taishan was certain of victory.

Now, led by the Bear Soldiers, each faction was seated at their designated places.

“I warmly welcome all of you for being here,” Xiong Taishan said with a grin on the newly erected high platform by the Bear Tribe, feeling like he was directing the River and Mountains.

“The beheading ceremony will begin soon, but let’s serve the food and drinks first,”

Xiong Taishan waved his hand,

embellishing when he could, flaunting when he could,

“What? Serving food and drinks first?”

“Chief Bear, what do you mean by this?”

Many factions exchanged puzzled looks, not understanding his intention.

However, Xiong Taishan smiled, “You all must be wondering why we are serving food and drinks first. Let me tell you now. Because today’s host has invited…the Eight-Armed Mantis, the master chef.”

What?

Hearing this, many factions were dumbfounded and found it hard to believe.

It’s known that neither the Celestial Dynasty nor the Human Daoist Sect could invite the Eight-Armed Mantis, yet Chief Bear managed to do it?

What does this mean?

Oh my God,

how can this be?

The square was filled with waves of astonished gasps.

Xiong Taishan was pleased with the expressions of the crowd. Although the Bear Tribe was indeed just a servant to the Human Daoist Sect, he felt a sense of immense satisfaction bragging successfully this time.

“Come on, serve the food and drinks, quickly,” Xiong Taishan ordered the Bear Soldiers to hurry up with the serving: “Hot food tastes best. Try it; you know, it’s not easy to invite the Eight-Armed Mantis. If not for the Chief’s little face across this land’s edges, it wouldn’t have been possible at all.”

After finishing the show, feeling he hadn’t bragged enough, he added, “Don’t try to imitate me. It’s something only your Chief can do…hahaha…”

Around the factions, some were familiar with the Eight-Armed Mantis, like the Divine Doctor Turtle and the Supreme Elder of the Leopard Cat Clan.

They guessed that the Eight-Armed Mantis didn’t come because of Xiong Taishan’s face,

for what face does a mere bear have?

…Now, food and drinks were served, even a portion in front of Xiong Taishan, the same as everyone else’s,

The food was simple, a roast chicken, with ingredients for all taken from the same chicken, and for Xiong Taishan, the chicken seemed big but unknown from where.

The Wild Chicken Clan had been forgotten, not coming nor noticed.

“Everyone, let’s eat together,” Xiong Taishan couldn’t resist bragging again, “This kind of chicken you absolutely can’t have at your places, it’s only here with me, no need to thank me, just remember the kindness of your Chief.”

With that, everyone started eating.

The roast chicken was a dish Wu Tian taught the Eight-Armed Mantis before he became an Emperor in the Immortal Emperor Realm.

The roast chicken is a traditional flame and yellow dish from Earth City, partially prepared by frying sugar-painted chicken and simmering it in spiced broth. The finished roast chicken features fresh-tasting meat, rich but not greasy, tender without falling apart.

Among roast chickens, Daokou Roast Chicken is most famous, known for its strong aroma, crisp and tender texture, moderate saltiness, with meat easily pulled from the bone, rich but not greasy. Made using valuable medicinal herbs and aged broth, a finished roast chicken is vividly yellow, shaped like a Yuanbao, mouth holding a Ruyi Ingot, and boasts medicinal and health benefits.

As Xiong Taishan joyfully took a bite of chicken, his face suddenly froze.

Something’s wrong. Why does it taste this bad?

Is it because I have a poor appetite today?

How could the Eight-Armed chef’s skill be lacking? Surely, it’s my own problem.

“Oh, why does it taste so awful?”

“This can’t possibly be made by the Eight-Armed chef.”

“Xiong Taishan, stop bluffing, how could you have invited the Eight-Armed chef? You’re exposed, right?”

“It’s fine if you’re exposed, but serving us such terrible food, what do you mean by this?”

At this moment, factions squarely voiced their grievances, Xiong Taishan, Xiong Taishan, you might have the Human Daoist Sect’s backing, sure, but who gave you the right to toy with us like this?

“This…”

Xiong Taishan finally realized that there wasn’t an issue with his taste or appetite,

the roast chicken indeed was inedible, and now others doubted him, saying that his claim of inviting the Eight-Armed chef was a bluff.

If word got out, wouldn’t Xiong Taishan’s reputation be utterly ruined?

Even if later the Human Daoist Sect overthrew the Celestial Dynasty and the Bear Tribe took control,

this incident would become historical ridicule,

he, Xiong Taishan, the founding emperor of the Black Bear Dynasty, would have his name marred perpetually.

No,

This mustn’t happen!

“Come, invite the Eight-Armed chef,”

Xiong Taishan waved his hand, determined to prove in front of everyone that his words were true, no bluff, what he said was accurate,

A while later, the Bear Soldier returned alone sent out for searching.

“Where’s the chef?” Xiong Taishan demanded,

“I don’t know, can’t find them,” the Bear Soldier shook their head,

Xiong Taishan: “…”

On the Willow Sect side, the Divine Doctor Turtle observed Xiong Taishan’s state, sensed something, and decided to add fuel to the fire by standing up and mocking, “Stop pretending, boasting is just boasting, we all did this as kids. Chief Bear, we won’t laugh at you.”

“You…pft,”

Xiong Taishan wanted to say something, but suddenly his blood surged, his throat turned sweet, and he spat out three liters of blood.