The Three Realms' Top Restaurant - chapter 17
Cultivation World, Year 731, November 22nd, Night.
A group of bandits, likely taking advantage of the wartime chaos to loot and pillage, burst into my restaurant.
Then, they pointed at my firewood-splitting worker and called her the Sword Venerable.
They pointed at my dishwashing worker and called him the Monster Emperor.
As for my accountant…
Well, no one identified him as the Demon Venerable.
That was good.
It would have been even better if I hadn’t read the original novel and didn’t know the big villain had a pair of white eyes just like his.
Haha, this world is quite humorous.
I don’t know how others would react in this situation.
Personally, I was cringing so hard my toes were curling.
Who could understand this? I kept saying I wanted to avoid the protagonists and the villain, only to turn around and find I’d picked up every single one of them without exception.
Looking at the three of them-each with a different expression, but all clearly stealing glances at me to gauge my reaction-I managed to choke out a question.
“…Cen Wujiu?”
“I severed ties with the Cen Clan long ago. There is no Cen Wujiu in this world anymore.”
Oh, a former name.
“Yun Hua Fairy?”
Yu Qing pursed her lips and explained in a low voice, “That’s just a name they gave me. The day I cut out my core to repay my debt of gratitude, I settled all scores with them… I didn’t mean to keep it from you.”
Oh, former name number two.
My neck creaked as I slowly turned toward Big Hei.
Big Hei didn’t wait for me to ask; he confessed immediately. “You’re the one who called me Big Hei. You never asked me, Sis, so I didn’t technically lie.”
“So, what is your real name?”
Big Hei stopped wagging his tail and said sheepishly, “Nan Puyue.”
Ha. Haha.
Mute the world and listen to the sound of the background shattering.
Suddenly, there was a loud crack.
Startled, I looked toward the sound, almost thinking I was the one who had actually shattered.
It turned out it wasn’t me.
A piece of the sky had actually broken off.
Me: “…”
Me: “?!”
Trembling, I pointed at the cracking sky to the north and asked the three who were still racking their brains for excuses, “Am I seeing things?”
I was just joking when I said I was shattering! Heavens, you really didn’t need to shatter for me!
As the sky cracked, the Blood Moon grew larger and larger, as if it were devouring something.
I suddenly recalled the description of this scene from the original novel.
[On the night of the final battle, the antagonist Cen Wujiu sacrificed the entire Demon Race to steal the power of the Heavenly Dao, gathering all the Fate Tracks of the world into his fingertips.]
[The Fate Tracks of all living beings formed a Blood Moon with a heartbeat in the night sky. As the Blood Moon expanded, heaven and earth began to dissolve.]
[No one knew what would hatch from the center of that Blood Moon, or what kind of birth could possibly be worth the sacrifice of an entire world.]
In the original novel, the male and female protagonists killed Cen Wujiu just before the Blood Moon could hatch.
All three perished together, but the author never wrote about what happened afterward.
What was inside that Blood Moon?
Was the Blood Moon that had already appeared the real bug causing the world’s destruction?
But… but who summoned the Blood Moon this time?
Not to be conceited, but I really felt…
“It’s not you, is it?”
I looked at Song Changshan.
Song Changshan’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his white eyes, which usually looked upon nothing in existence, gazed straight at me.
“Does the Shopkeeper believe me?”
Having revealed his eyes, the immortal-like figure-both holy and eerie-walked toward me step by step. He leaned down in front of me, his Heavenly Eye that could see through all things now reflecting only me.
“Believe a villain who is destined to be the enemy of Heaven’s Chosen, one destined to destroy the world?”
“Song Changshan, if you say it, I’ll believe you.”
I had said it before: we were friends for life.
The eerie, immortal-like man straightened up, satisfied.
He said, “I still have to help the Shopkeeper become the number one restaurant owner in the Three Realms. Of course I wouldn’t do something so foolish.”
Song Changshan looked at the Blood Moon with disgust and began to recount the truth-a truth unknown even to the System-to me.
