Threads of fire rose from the kitchen stoves of countless commoners throughout the Southern Wasteland. Regardless of whether a fire was actually burning in the hearth at that moment, the glow emerged just the same. This was no ordinary flame; it was the spirit of the hearth-fire, accumulated over years of daily existence within the homes of the Southern Wasteland.
These spirits contained the people's yearning for a better life. Even the most dilapidated stove produced a wisp of this essence. Ordinarily, such spirits were unremarkable, but at this moment, summoned by the portrait of the Kitchen God, they converged from every corner of the Southern Wasteland, gradually coalescing into a single, massive ball of fire.
Guo Xiaoyun looked up suddenly. Seeing the gargantuan blaze, he was filled with both shock and immense joy.
Chapter 359