Chapter 122

Wearing women's clothing, Nezha is no longer very resistant to it, because it's really fragrant!

The speed of cultivation while wearing women's clothing can be described as making rapid progress; the cultivation spent on eating meals earlier has long since been made up for.

However, he still lacks the courage to go out dressed like that and show his face.

After all, public opinion is fearsome.

Nezha poured another cup of wine.

Whenever he mentioned women's clothing, he unconsciously thought of Zhi Nv, and he didn't know whether his act of stealing her skirt had been discovered.

Impossible, impossible!

Nezha quickly shook his head; if he had been discovered, they would have come knocking long ago, as long as he doesn't feel guilty, she definitely wouldn't think of it.

Doesn't Zhi Nv owe him a piece of clothing? He'll go ask for it in a few days, be bold about it—she absolutely won't guess it!

Yes, that's exactly what we'll do!

Nezha smiled slightly, unable to help but praise his own cleverness.

Maitreya Buddha occupied a chair three widths wide by himself, his whole person beaming with joy, although he had just eaten the dish Monkey made.

Precisely because of that, he was even more eager; even if he weren't given any flat peaches, it wouldn't matter—the dishes later are what truly matter.

The more Maitreya Buddha thought about it, the more he couldn't contain his excitement.

For this upcoming Buddhist Dharma feast, he must find a way to make this monkey the head chef, otherwise he will surely lose interest in tea and food.

Haotian and Yaochi arrived the latest, and then followed with another lengthy discourse.

With a wave of his hand, he began the segment that most immortals had been most anticipating—the distribution of flat peaches.

The Seven Fairies appeared in splendid attire, beautiful and captivating, each carrying a basket as they approached Yaochi.

The flat peaches were bursting full, kicking dogs, hanging with crystalline luster—clearly meticulously washed.

The eyes of many idle immortals instantly turned bloodshot, staring fixedly at the baskets without moving.

What grade of flat peach each immortal would receive is predetermined—based on cultivation, fame, or background and contribution.

The Seven Fairies remember this allocation quota very clearly; there will be no slightest error.

Some immortals, even before the Seven Fairies distributed them, upon seeing the Seven Fairies approach, immediately rose to greet them.

Those who received flat peaches of the same grade as last time breathed a sigh of relief; those who received better ones than last time showed uncontrollable joy on their faces; those who received worse or nothing at all saw their complexions instantly fall.

Those who received lower grades or nothing at all had their faces instantly drop.

Maitreya Buddha glanced at the three nine-thousand-year-old flat peaches before him and at the envious eyes of the surrounding immortals, his expression calm and composed.

Oh, so there are three of them.

Maitreya Buddha rubbed his withered belly; he had thought receiving just one would be enough, never expecting such honor—actually being given three.

But it's nothing special—eating the feast is what truly matters!

"How is this only a three-thousand-year-old one? So stingy!" Tianpeng complained, looking at the flat peach he received with some dissatisfaction.

"Having something to eat is already not bad." Nezha retorted, just about to take a bite, but when the peach reached his lips, he still couldn't bring himself to bite down.

He reflexively pulled his hand back.

Tianpeng, on the other hand, had no reservations and directly ate half of it in one bite, peach juice staining his lips, stammering as he said: "It's not me boasting—just look at my recent battle record; how could I not deserve a six-thousand-year-old flat peach?"

After chewing a few bites, his face showed disdain.

"These flat peaches are truly not impressive—compared to the series from Chaos Residence, they're far too inferior."

"And the flat peaches from Chaos Residence are nine-thousand-year-old ones!"

"That's also why, even now, whenever I mention it, I'm still deeply shaken—there's no way around it; the memory of pushing open that door remains vivid."

"What battle record? The one where you got beaten by the monkey?" Nezha chuckled lightly, speaking teasingly.

Tianpeng instantly felt embarrassed, gulping down the flat peach whole, then forcing a dry laugh: "That Monkey Brother is still your Monkey Brother."

"Even if I died from exhaustion, I still couldn't beat him."

Just thinking about Monkey Brother casually mentioning that he had awakened ten divine abilities,

he had been completely dazed at the time, and moreover, Monkey Brother's divine abilities were each stronger than the last.

He knew his own capabilities inside out—his defense far outweighed his offense; to Monkey Brother, he was merely a punching bag who could endure blows.

That divine ability of Monkey Brother's, which directly erupted in violent breakthrough of defense, still leaves him with lingering fear to this day.

Even if he had awakened three divine abilities now, even if he awakened another three, it's estimated they still wouldn't be enough to withstand Monkey Brother's strikes.

However, fortunately, Monkey Brother has an easygoing nature—he's truly a great monkey.

Moreover, he even shared the secret mantra for awakening divine abilities with himself.

Nezha nodded slightly; indeed, he himself deeply understands how impressive that monkey is.

The amazing abnormal one—he also doesn't know whether, having obtained such divine abilities, he'll ever have a chance to defeat him in the future.

"Is that monkey formidable? Is he a Great Luo Golden Immortal?" Yang Jian said somewhat later.

And he took back his own six-thousand-year-old flat peach, intending to bring it back for Yang Chan to eat.

"What nonsense—Monkey Brother is a Taiyi Golden Immortal." Tianpeng spoke dismissively.

Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Yang Jian's heart jolted; he had witnessed Tianpeng's prowess before, and among Taiyi Golden Immortals, he is absolutely a top-tier existence.

Even though he now has the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, wanting to defeat him still takes some effort; if it weren't for his newly awakened divine ability having the power to seal space, it would truly be hard to say.

Taiyi Golden Immortal—it can even make Tianpeng, with his foul mouth, sincerely convinced; it's absolutely not simple.

Many immortals eagerly finished eating their flat peaches, digested them, and began circulating their cultivation techniques.

After all, if this thing is left too long, the heart will grow uneasy.

However, Maitreya Buddha still protruded his belly, ignored the greedy gazes of some immortals, and felt not the slightest panic in his heart.

He relies on the Buddhist Sect, and moreover, he is nearly a divine cultivator—these petty beings can only harbor such thoughts in their hearts.

Those three peaches, he didn't touch a single one; he wanted to save his stomach to eat the dishes made by the monkey, the peaches were nothing.

Compared to Tianpeng and the others, as well as Maitreya Buddha's anticipation for food, Young Lady was completely uninterested, staring blankly at the peaches before her.

"What's wrong with you all, eat already." Jin Ling had already finished eating the nine-thousand-year-old peach.

However, her stirring could not arouse any interest in Young Lady, because compared to Chaos Residence, there's no comparison!

Amidst the various thoughts of the immortals, the banquet finally had dishes served.

The immortal attendants lined up, each holding dishes and entering one after another, but most of the immortals were closing their eyes to digest the medicinal potency of the peaches, with no spare attention for anything else.

But Maitreya Buddha had long been unable to wait any longer; without waiting for the immortal attendants to set down the dishes, he happily took them.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the very dish he had eaten in the Imperial Kitchen, and still vegetarian.

Maitreya Buddha furrowed his brow; he knew the Heavenly Court was taking into account his Buddhist Sect identity, knowing that the Buddhist Sect does not eat meat, hence this arrangement.

An immortal attendant placed down the dish, and indeed it was still a vegetarian dish.

Maitreya Buddha's face completely fell; although the monkey's vegetarian dish was praiseworthy, a dish without meat has no soul!

Especially for him, who has long eaten vegetarian, the first time tasting the deliciousness of meat, he simply couldn't pull himself away.

Craning his neck to look at the dishes on the nearby immortal's table, sure enough, they were meat dishes!

Maitreya Buddha lamented in his heart, sighing at the injustice of fate.

Why must the Buddhist Sect eat vegetarian dishes!

Hesitantly, Maitreya Buddha now seemed like a wronged young lady, reluctantly picking up the vegetarian dish on the table and forcing himself to take a bite.

Mmm!

Vegetarian dishes are truly fragrant!