There is no love without reason, unless there is a relationship of interest. Otherwise, as a deity, he could remain aloof and there would be no need for further words.
"Why?"
As if murmuring to himself, or perhaps questioning his own reasons, what was the real reason for doing this?
"I just don't want you to die before I leave the divine realm."
This seemed like an excuse, but was it really the truth?
There were some things he couldn't resist, but his successor had the opportunity to break free from this fate.
As a god, lofty and carefree, he was suddenly threatened by a higher-level deity. One could imagine his feelings at that time.
"If you really want to court death, wait until you reach the divine realm before doing so."
The God of Food was not in a good mood, especially during "these past two days," as things had gone beyond his expectations.
Originally, he and the Nine-Colored Goddess had no intention of leaving. Both husband and wife were here, carefree and content, why leave?
But the Asura made him consider such an idea…
And he couldn't refuse. This kind of forced transaction made him extremely uncomfortable.
"I understand…"
Oscar nodded, but only he knew what he truly understood.
"By the way, Lord God of Food, I'd like to ask you a question."
Oscar's tone was very serious, as if this matter was of great importance.
Even the somewhat downcast God of Food couldn't help but feel a bit intrigued.
"Speak!"
He didn't refuse his successor's request, choosing not to be a spoilsport.
Gods could not actively interfere with the mortal world, but there was no rule preventing them from speaking to their successors.
This was why both the Nine-Colored Goddess and the God of Food could communicate with their successors.
Moreover, as second-level gods like them, they weren't considered important. Even if they gave their successors some extra guidance, no one would say anything.
Only the "major gods" were supervised by other deities during their succession, to prevent issues during the assessment and any "leniency."
Such things were not allowed in the divine realm.
"As a food-type soul master, how can I become more powerful in combat? I really don't want to be useless anymore!"
The God of Food opened his mouth slightly, hesitating to speak.
Was a food-type soul master equivalent to being useless?
This kid, what was he thinking?
Although the God of Food didn't ascend to godhood in the Douluo Continent, he was still related to food. Otherwise, how could he become the God of Food?
"Food-type soul masters are never useless. It's just that your perspective limits you…"
If he didn't correct Oscar's perspective, even if he became a god, he would likely be a half-baked, "false" God of Food.
In the original timeline, wasn't Oscar exactly that?
Rong Nianbing was so skilled at cooking, yet he became the God of Emotions. Oscar, who couldn't cook but had a food-related martial soul, became the God of Food. That was somewhat bizarre.
"My perspective limits me?"
Oscar looked puzzled, not fully understanding.
He considered himself well-traveled and knowledgeable, so why would the God of Food say such a thing?
Wait, comparing his perspective to that of a god, he seemed to have chosen the wrong person…
"Very well. Although I am not a combat god, I can still impart some wisdom regarding perspective."
Oscar's eye twitched. Just some wisdom?
He thought it would be a direct inheritance. Why just wisdom?
"You must have heard the saying, 'Food is the paramount necessity of the people.'"
"From simply filling the stomach to creating a variety of dishes, all of it is for the sake of satisfying the palate."
"Food has evolved from simplicity to delicacy…"
"Oscar, the reason I say your perspective limits you is that you don't truly understand food and culinary arts. When delicacy is merely food, for a god, it is both a success and a failure."
"It should possess more effects, such as evoking emotions, making people cry, or enhancing certain attributes."
"Food should not be defined. For all living beings…"
"…"
Oscar felt a headache coming on but made a great effort to record the God of Food's words.
Even if he didn't understand them now, he could learn them gradually.
For a Soul Ancestor, recording these words wasn't difficult.
Oscar and the God of Food seemed to have talked for a long time, but it wasn't actually too long, especially for the God of Food.
Outside.
"Dad, am I really that worthless?"
Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Fengzhi with a tearful face, unable to believe it.
Even when she had been locked in the small dark room before, Ning Fengzhi had never spoken to her like this.
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi didn't hesitate and instinctively replied, "Yes, right now, you're like a madwoman."
"Aside from your looks, you've become completely worthless."
"If it weren't for Oscar standing by you, you know what your fate would be now."
Before Ning Rongrong could respond, Chen Xin couldn't hold back.
"Fengzhi, enough. She is still your daughter!"
"Yes, Fengzhi, we also share some responsibility for Rongrong becoming like this."
Gu Rong sighed and chimed in.
They couldn't bear to watch anymore, but they weren't blaming Ning Fengzhi for scolding Ning Rongrong. They just felt he had gone too far and been too blunt.
"We know you're still angry about last night's events and can't suppress your rage, but a few scoldings should suffice."
"Scolding Rongrong now won't change anything. You should save your energy for planning the next steps. The Seven Treasures… no, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, has a lot of work ahead if it wants to survive."
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, I, Ning Fengzhi, truly don't know what sins I committed in my past life. Sigh!"
Ning Fengzhi let out a deep sigh, looking as if he had aged ten years.
The love he once had now turned into equal pain.
Oscar, having regained his senses and overheard some of the earlier conversation, glanced at Ning Rongrong and then at Ning Fengzhi before saying, "Father-in-law, don't worry. I will help Rongrong revive the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!"
The term "father-in-law" was one he had never used before, always addressing Ning Fengzhi as "Sect Leader."
But now, he understood Ning Fengzhi's good intentions.
Ning Rongrong could be immature, but Oscar had to be mature. If there wasn't even one sensible person in the family, it would truly be doomed.
Now, his task was to turn the impossible into the possible!
"Good, good, good!"
"Oscar, I wasn't wrong about you!"
"In my life, I've never misjudged anyone except Ning Rongrong!"
Qian Renxue: "…"
Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi didn't know about his disciple's true nature, or else he would have had to add another name to that statement.
"Oscar, the decision you made back then proved you were no ordinary person. If not for being held back by this woman, your future would be boundless!"
Ning Rongrong was utterly stunned. She couldn't help but feel that Ning Fengzhi was only saying this because Oscar had inherited a god's legacy!