Pangu and His world (Title has yet to be decided )

Why so many people do Pangu fics? DExCDxST.

 

I seriously like this prologue. Will say nothing else for the chance that I may jinx it.

 

So pangu became a dense japanese highschool boy?

 

The prologue .. lol

 

uhhhh. . . pangu. . .why is he/she born in grandmist sea!? what about brother meng!?

 

Well those arent really pangu fics/novels more then a part of a story cus it is a part off chinese suff I think(I dont actually know....).

 

This is not my story, it is a collaboration of two people who have not yet given me their permission to post this. I do not claim any responsiblity for any anger that may be causedby the short story, but I do accept Paypal.

Once upon a time there was a potato that cultivated to the delicacy realm; the highest rank ever in his realm called "supermarket". Unfortunately for him, he and his friends/minions/allies caught the eye of the biggest enemy yet: Housewife! They were taken, stuffed in plastic bags, rolled around until finally, Potato slowly watched his friends be cut into pieces. It wasn't fair! His hard work, his talent, it had all gone to waste in front of housewife. But at last, he too was grabbed, placed on wooden board and he watched a sharp object descend upon him. He slowly closed his eyes and though to himself "If I have a next life, I will use my talent to my best abilities and defeat "housewife"!

He woke up in a start, and looked around and found himself as a mere seed......

Perhaps it was a simple twist of fate, perhaps it was all a dream, or perhaps a bored time-manipulator took pity on it. No one knew, and neither did Potato care.
What is important now is to gain strength. Strength enough to violently murder the fiend who slaughtered his brothers.
With that in mind, Potato extended its tiny tendrils into the soil all around, and absorbed qi with all its might.
Fortunately, only its physical form was affected by whatever phenomenon it was. All of Potato's knowledge and cultivation techniques were still intact.
After an hour and half of relentlessly absorbing qi, Potato finally broke through to the first level of cultivation. It gained the ability to feel the earth around it, not much, but enough to know where it is.
And Potato was shocked beyond belief.
The qi quality was much inferior to his previous home's! To put it into comparison, if before it was fresh mountain-spring water, now it is sloppy mud mixed with a bit of rot.
No wonder what took fifteen minutes before, now took an hour and half.

This is bad, thought Potato silently

@potatoes @orang

 

....Ok

 

So... you're posting it why?

 

I see... and after the potato cultivated again, some self-proclaimed deity will grab it. . .
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tales of tubers and gods?

 

did she boil em mash em stick em in a stew?

 

This one does not mind, that was a product of simple boredom anyways.

Perhaps I shall continue...

 

Potatoes against the heavens house-wives!