Chapter 121

If Monkey Brother were the head chef, the banquet would surely have many more varieties, you say, isn't that right, Erlang Shen? Tianpeng spoke toward Yang Jian.

Yes. Having come to his senses, Yang Jian nodded and said.

Temporarily putting Nezha's abnormality at the back of his mind.

Anyway, no matter what, it's still better than having too much of those two goods, the Kitchen God and the Stove God! Tianpeng critiqued.

Facing these two Heavenly Court head chefs he has known for many years, he is extremely familiar with them, and the dishes they make are just like that, completely different from Chef Chen's dishes.

Suddenly, the immortals stopped talking, and the noisy sound in Lingxiao Baodian suddenly hushed.

"Paying respects to the Jade Emperor, paying respects to the Empress."

All the immortals who noticed successively bowed their bodies toward the two in the high position.

Few great immortals, like Zhenyuanzi, merely nodded slightly.

Haotian and Yaochi came to the imperial throne, each sitting down on their respective sides.

Haotian raised his hand and said: "All beloved officials, rise."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Thousand-Mile Eye, have all the immortals arrived?" Haotian glanced at Thousand-Mile Eye below and said.

Thousand-Mile Eye has good eyesight, so he is used to counting the immortals who came this time and the roster.

Upon hearing this, Thousand-Mile Eye hurriedly lowered his head to look at the roster in his hand and said: "Most of the invited immortals have arrived."

That means some immortals did not come?

Haotian nodded, this happens every time.

Just like his nephew Yang Jian, who has never attended this banquet, with things always sent by others.

"Who exactly did not come?"

Thousand-Mile Eye looked again at the manual and said: "There... Wu Dang Shengmu."

Haotian showed no concern, this is too normal, Wu Dang Shengmu seems to have been avoiding the world since the Fèngshén Bang.

"And..."

Thousand-Mile Eye recited a few more names, such as Guang Cheng Zi, Wuchao Chan Master, etc.

Haotian still showed no change in expression; even if Guang Cheng Zi begged to come, he would not want him to come.

But this is just a formality; regarding the faces of the second-generation disciples of the Sect of Enlightenment, he finds them as annoying as they are, and not coming saves him trouble.

"No one from the Buddhist Sect has come yet."

Bang!

Haotian's face darkened, he slapped the table with one palm, startling many immortals.

Thousand-Mile Eye lowered his head, his whole body began to tremble.

Buddhist Sect, what great gall, bullying people too much!

Does this Buddhist Sect know the banquet cannot proceed, so not a single one came?

Normally, by now we wouldn't even know how many have come; inviting four, they'd rather have five come.

This time we gave the Buddhist Sect seven slots, yet not a single one came?

Haotian coldly snorted in his heart, could this Buddhist Sect really think the banquet cannot go on? Too bad, that monkey is fundamentally not taught by the Buddhist Sect, so how could he act according to the Buddhist Sect's plotted trajectory?

For a moment, the pressure in the Great Hall sank low.

"Sorry, Almsgiving Monk came late." The person had not arrived, but the voice came first.

Immediately, a round, rolling figure entered the Great Hall, breaking the heavy atmosphere; this person was precisely Maitreya Buddha.

Maitreya Buddha laughed hehe, flicked the dust off his body, strained to bend his waist and said: "Almsgiving Monk pays respects to the Jade Emperor, pays respects to the Empress."

"Please rise." Haotian also eased the suppressing aura on his body.

Although Maitreya Buddha is also a person of the Buddhist Sect and has profound cultivation, he is nevertheless a marginalized figure, and there is no meaning in targeting him.

Probably also like being forced to duck onto the shelves.

Haotian no longer paid attention, but he discovered another thing: the absentee list did not contain Yang Jian!

Immediately, Haotian swept his gaze across the Great Hall, saw that tall figure, and unconsciously froze.

Yang Jian actually came, what is this situation?

Yang Jian also sensed Haotian's gaze, fearlessly meeting his eyes.

Whether it is an illusion,

Haotian felt Yang Jian's hostility toward him seemed to have lessened considerably, his mood inexplicably improved greatly.

For this stubborn nephew, Haotian also did not know what to say.

And as the dignity of Heaven and Earth, it is even more not allowing him to lower his head to the border.

Withdrawing his gaze, letting Maitreya Buddha step back, Haotian then began to speak at length.

The content was basically just a nutritionally empty opening remark, there was no way, this is a necessary procedure for grand occasions.

To manifest the majesty of the Heavenly Court.

"Move the carriage, Yaochi Banquet!"

Finally, Haotian finished his long opening remark, waved his hand broadly.

The immortals had long been waiting impatiently; following the directive, streams of light fled toward the exterior of the hall.

As for Maitreya Buddha, he was unhurried; after all, he had just come out of the Imperial Kitchen, could not serve dishes in a short while, so he strolled over, perfect for a post-meal walk.

"Let's go too." Yunxiao smiled and called out.

Bixiao lacked interest; "Ah, not eating the dishes from Chaos Ju, I can't raise my appetite."

"Just treat it as going through the motions."

Jin Ling, on the other hand, said with a few points of teasing: "Good thing I haven't eaten such delicious dishes before, I can't even imagine it."

He has never eaten it, and he has no resistance to the Peach Banquet.

Yang Jian, Tianpeng, Nezha, and others also began to set out.

"Today's banquet will definitely surprise you." Yaochi smiled mysteriously at Haotian.

Haotian raised his eyebrows; he knew Yaochi had gone to the Imperial Kitchen for inspection, but he was not clear on the specifics.

But seeing Yaochi so confident, it certainly won't be bad, right?

"Good, then I actually have some expectations now." Haotian laughed and sent a mental message.

Actually, Yaochi's heart is also a little nervous, because until now she still doesn't know what dish Sun Wukong guaranteed for her.

If it's not tasty, Yaochi would become a laughingstock.

Having lived this long, for someone like her who is a Prepared Saint, the pursuit of cultivation has become secondary, because the peak path above has already been sealed off, so face is what matters most.

Yaochi absolutely cannot afford to lose face in front of so many immortals!

Immortals arrived one after another at Yaochi's place, and the banquet tables were already neatly arranged.

Each immortal had a seat prepared in advance; only those who didn't come would have theirs removed.

This is also the magnanimity of the Heavenly Court: whether you come or not, you will still be given a seat.

Laying the foundation with orchids, moistening the edges with aquatic moss.

The beauty of the Yaochi Xian Jing is ultimate, and moreover natural, not to mention today's meticulous arrangement.

It makes this immortal realm have more of a worldly vibe than usual, not only not damaging the beauty, but rather making it even more extraordinary.

The immortals took their seats, and immortal attendants served the drinks one by one, though not many immortals had the mood to drink.

Because most immortals were calculating in their hearts what kind of Peach Banquet they could obtain.

"This is just ordinary." Tianpeng took a few sips, frowned, and then lost the thought to continue tasting.

Yang Jian likewise nodded, also put down his wine cup, and compared to the Peach Blossom Brew from Chaos Residence, it's worlds apart.

Better to focus on waiting for the dishes.

"What's wrong with this wine?" Nezha took a small sip, smacked his lips, and a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Quite good to drink.

"When you go to Chaos Residence later, you'll know." Tianpeng chuckled happily while selling the mystery.

Nezha rolled his eyes, as if no one had ever been there.

But he was indeed a little anxious this first time, noticing nothing at all.

Seeing Tianpeng's posture, the wine from Chaos Residence must also be extraordinary, right?

Nezha silently nodded in his heart; it seems he will also have to try it next time he goes.

But he must definitely choose a time when there are no acquaintances around.

Otherwise, if asked about divine abilities, wouldn't he be embarrassed to death?