Chapter 149

This side was thinking about work when a sudden noisy commotion outside the door caught Ao Ling's attention.

Looking up, after a few seconds, a burly man walked in.

Though he looked rather rough, his luxurious attire was clearly not ordinary at a glance.

Zhao Gongming stared at Ao Ling before him, feeling dazed; as a Quasi-Sage, he could instantly see through this girl's true form.

How could there be a golden, shining dragon here?

Zhao Gongming began to feel doubtful.

The respectful expression he had been cultivating on his face returned to normal—wasn't the peerless master supposed to befriend even his Master?

The people behind also walked in.

Upon seeing Ao Ling, the Third Lady also froze in expression, carefully examining her now plain attire.

She inwardly criticized.

Is this the new helper?

They knew the Ox Demon King and Peng Demon King had returned home; in such a short time, they shouldn't be back yet.

"May I ask, where is Manager Chen?" Yunxiao smiled gently, speaking politely, and did not look down on Ao Ling due to her low strength.

"Master is in the backyard." Ao Ling put down her rag and replied.

Master!!!

The Third Lady's heart startled.

Bixiao blurted out: "Are you Manager Chen's disciple?"

This sudden startle frightened Ao Ling badly.

"Yes!"

Speaking of this, Ao Ling couldn't help but straighten her body, her face full of pride.

With her dragon clan in such a weak state, being able to become Master's disciple was an extraordinary fortune.

"I didn't expect Manager Chen to actually have a disciple." Yunxiao spoke softly.

"How come I've never seen you before?"

Hearing Yunxiao's words, Ao Ling also understood a bit.

Before?

Could these all be Master's old customers? Each one of them, she couldn't see through—must all be senior powerhouses!

Pursing her lips, Ao Ling explained: "I only became Master's disciple two days ago."

Oh, I see.

The Third Lady nodded.

"Then you must be Manager Chen's first disciple?" Yunxiao asked gently.

To become Manager Chen's disciple is truly a great fortune, especially as a dragon clan member.

The dragon clan's struggle for survival—even if she had been suppressed on Qilin Ya for so long, it never changed; the mighty ones basically look down on the dragon clan.

This is clearly shown by Huanglong Daoren of the Chan Sect.

Even if by chance one joins the Chan Sect and becomes a Twelve Golden Immortal, one still ends up in the most humble position.

Lacking everything, constantly being schemed against—truly miserable.

But regarding Chen Nuo, Yunxiao had no such thoughts.

Manager Chen is carefree and just has a special fondness for meal money; in this status, he should treat everyone equally.

"No no!" Ao Ling shook her head repeatedly, "Master's eldest disciple is someone else—Senior Brother surnamed Sun, named Wukong!"

Regarding this Senior Brother Sun Wukong, she reveres him from the bottom of her heart; if not for him, she would still be struggling in the True Immortal realm, let alone becoming Master's disciple.

Cultivation Realm Zhēngzá, let alone being able to become a disciple of Master.

The Chan Sect delegation frowned, having never heard of him!

The Chan Sect is not like the two human teachings, for they are already failures, so naturally they have no right to know much.

Holy Mother Jin Ling knows of the Buddhist Sect's westward journey and the monkey, but she does not know the monkey's name is Sun Wukong.

When mentioning Sun Wukong, Ao Ling's praise did not end.

"My Senior Brother is the head chef of this Peach Banquet—every dish at the feast passed through his hands!" Ao Ling said proudly.

However, upon hearing this, the Third Lady felt a jolt—Manager Chen's disciple in charge of the Peach Banquet?!

Ran Hou Young Lady Heard Words, yet her heart trembled—Peach Banquet?! The one managed by Chen Shopkeeper's disciple?!

only this could explain why the Peach Banquet's food is so delicious—after all, it's Manager Chen's disciple; how could it not be tasty?

Holy Mother Jin Ling could no longer contain herself, saying: "It's all made by your Senior Brother—no wonder it's so delicious!"

This is the first time I've ever eaten such delicious food!

Ao Ling said nothing, just smiled lightly, but the pride in her smile was hard to hide.

She has been here a few days; Master gave her cultivation methods, but never instructed her—instead, he taught her cooking.

Perhaps Master wants her to temper herself through cooking, just like Senior Brother!

Ao Ling thought, and now she has begun practicing knife skills.

"Then does this place also have hot pot?" Zhao Gongming suddenly blurted out.

"Ah? So you also know, Senior Brother?" Bixiao looked curious.

Zhao Gongming raised his head and puffed out his chest, saying proudly: "What don't I know, Senior Brother?"

This hot pot has already spread throughout the Heavenly Court—how could he not know?

At that time, those immortals told him he would be dying of hunger, and he deeply regretted not attending the Peach Banquet.

He was told by that group of immortals back then that he would be drooling with envy, and he deeply regretted not having gone to the Peach Banquet.

"Hot pot, ah." Ao Ling was stunned for a moment, then immediately said: "Of course there is!"

She even ate it and awakened her divine abilities, thinking back to the taste of hot pot, Ao Ling couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

It's really too delicious!

"Master said, for this Peach Banquet, he even gave some hot pot ingredients to Elder Martial Brother!" Ao Ling said again.

No wonder!

The Three Immortal Maidens nodded.

No wonder the quality of this final hot pot dish is higher than the previous dishes—turns out it was directly handled by Chen the Shopkeeper.

In that case, did Maitreya truly awaken his divine abilities that day?

He really got dog-shit luck!

Because of the matter involving the Tathagata and Long Er, they have not the slightest goodwill toward the Buddhist Sect.

Having come to their senses, Yunxiao smiled slightly and said: "We are here to dine and order dishes. May I ask, when will Shopkeeper Chen be free?"

How would she know what Master is doing?

Ao Ling was about to shake her head.

At this moment, the backyard door was pushed open, and Chen Nuo entered, holding a basket of peach blossom petals.

Seeing so many people suddenly arrive, Chen Nuo's expression remained unchanged, though he was slightly surprised inside.

"Shopkeeper Chen." Yunxiao bowed gracefully, her gentle and refined aura naturally evident.

Bixiao bounced forward a few steps, stood on tiptoe, and peered into Chen Nuo's basket.

Upon seeing the petals in the basket, she giggled and said: "Shopkeeper Chen, you're making Peach Blossom Brew again!"

Chen Nuo nodded and muttered softly: "Yeah, if we don't brew it in time, there won't be enough for you all to drink."

The peach trees in his backyard are about to be stripped bare, and many have reached the fruiting stage, yet the flowers have withered.

In a few days, his Peach Blossom Brew will likely have to temporarily stop production.

It's not that he can't use ordinary peach blossoms, but if he did, although divine abilities could still be awakened, the taste and efficacy would still decline.

Chen Nuo would rather lack than excess—this kind of self-sabotage, he would never do.

"What nonsense!" Bixiao stomped her foot, somewhat dissatisfied and shouting: "We haven't even drunk that much!"

Bixiao only came twice, but her familiar and bold nature also made her dare to act a little recklessly.

Chen Nuo didn't speak, but rolled his big white eyes—a girl, coming up and taking away the amount of one large jar of his Peach Blossom Brew, and still not enough?

Then, Chen Nuo glanced indifferently at Holy Mother Jin Ling, Holy Mother Wu Dang, and Zhao Gongming—these three unfamiliar faces.

The three of them instantly gasped in their hearts—indeed, a great master.

Just now, they basically didn't notice anything unusual about this Shopkeeper Chen.

But this glance of Shopkeeper Chen's seemed to see right through them!

Their earlier little thoughts of probing were also all withdrawn.