Chapter 168

Frowning, Sun Wukong felt doubtful in his heart—how could it be that the more he looked, the more something felt off?

What the Sanniang is holding in her hand looks somewhat familiar to me!

Focusing intently, Sun Wukong fixed his gaze and noticed the two large characters on the cover of the booklet.

His eyes widened, and he couldn't help but speak up immediately.

"Ha! You scoundrel! How dare you steal my master's recipe book!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the great hall instantly turned eerie.

Xuan Feng gaped, staring dumbfounded at Sun Wukong—this monkey, how dare he be so bold?

She had warned him countless times not to offend the Sanniang, yet the moment he opened his mouth, he dealt her a blunt blow to the head.

You scoundrel...

To describe a Holy Person in such a manner—this monkey might well be called the foremost among the Three Realms!

Moreover, he even dares to stare directly at the Sanniang—truly, his audacity knows no bounds!

How can the Holy Countenance be something one dares to gaze upon directly?

Xuan Feng couldn't help but lower her body even further, her whole self nearly prostrating on the ground, her cultivation energy fully restrained, fearing that if Nüwa grew angry, it might drag her into trouble.

She had already begun simulating in her mind what method she would use to apologize after Sun Wukong's demise, hoping to gain Chen Nuo's permission to continue coming to Chaos Residence for meals.

Nüwa's hand, holding the recipe book, paused abruptly. This scoundrel...

Her countenance instantly darkened, her aura turning cold. Aside from the lustful and confused Zhou Wang during the Shen Feng Da Jie, she had never before been addressed so brazenly.

She cast a cold glance over Sun Wukong, her brow slightly lifting.

Indeed, with just a single glance, she could confirm: the monkey before her was none other than the embodiment of her Heaven-Mending Stone—the Spiritually Awakened Stone Monkey.

"Why did you take my master's recipe book!" Sun Wukong showed no fear in the face of her shifting aura; compared to this, the terrifying pressure Chen Nuo exuded when angry was unknown how much stronger it might be.

"Taken without permission?" Nüwa's expression remained calm: "This is what I ordered Feng'er to obtain openly and aboveboard—where does the theft come from?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Feng nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, the Sanniang wishes to order dishes according to the recipe in the future, so she had me ask Chen the shopkeeper for a copy." Xuan Feng hurriedly replied.

At the same time, she silently prayed: may this monkey never court death again!

"Oh, so that's how it is!" Sun Wukong chuckled, scratching his head: "Sorry, it was just Old Grandson's misunderstanding!"

Since it was given by the master, there's no problem with it.

Nüwa did not speak immediately, but her pressure gradually receded—this monkey does possess a few grains of genuine nature.

This also caused Xuan Feng beside her to secretly exhale in relief. After a moment of contemplation, Nüwa inquired: "Are you Chen the shopkeeper's apprentice?"

Sun Wukong stood tall and chest out, wearing an expression of pride: "That goes without saying!"

"Have you been apprenticed for ten years?"

"Exactly!"

"Are you not supposed to take Bodhi as your master at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Oblique Moon Three Stars Cave? How did you end up apprenticing under Chen the shopkeeper instead?"

Nüwa voiced her doubt—this very question is one that all within the Buddhist Sect wish to know.

"Bodhi?" Sun Wukong stared with wide eyes, pondering for a long while. Eventually, a vague memory surfaced in his mind.

"You mean the Bodhi at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, right? How do you know that?" Sun Wukong eyed Nüwa suspiciously.

"I am a Holy Person—of course I know." Nüwa spoke calmly.

Holy Person, Holy Person, again Holy Person!

Sun Wukong pouted: just what exactly is this Holy Person, that it seems to know and be able to do everything?

After muttering a complaint in his heart, he didn't dwell on it much.

Sun Wukong shook his head and swayed his brain: "I originally did want to take him as my master, but he wouldn't accept me."

"I waited a good while, yet no one paid me any heed. Then suddenly I caught a whiff of food aroma—I, wishing to become his disciple, hurried along, didn't even have time to eat, and followed the scent."

"And so, by sheer accident, I entered Chaos Residence,

and became the master's disciple!" Sun Wukong beamed with fortune.

If it weren't for the master cooking at that time, I wouldn't have what I have today!

"Besides, that Oblique Moon Three Stars Cave later ceased to exist!"

Sun Wukong added another sentence, feeling reflective—good thing he didn't apprentice under Oblique Moon Three Stars Cave, for that cave dwelling has fled; at a glance, it's clearly a fraud!

Nüwa's body trembled minutely, her peerless jade visage and vermilion lips pressed tightly together, as if pondering something rigidly.

The ownership of the Spiritually Awakened Stone Monkey, which the Buddhist Sect obtained from her at great cost—how could it possibly not be claimed or cultivated?

She need not guess—clearly, the Buddhist Sect wishes to temper this monkey's disposition, hence such measures.

Only unfortunate that it backfired—truly intriguing.

For ten years, amidst the same mountain as Oblique Moon Three Stars Cave, yet able to remain undetected by the Buddhist Sect.

Know this: the one seated in charge of the Three Stars Cave is none other than the Good Corpse of Zhunti, who, like her, is a Holy Person.

Such methods are truly not ordinary.

Seeing Nüwa remain silent and unresponsive, Sun Wukong scratched his head and bounced forward.

This scene, witnessed by Xuan Feng, nearly frightened her to death—her heart nearly leapt out.

But Sun Wukong couldn't care less about all that; he reached for her neck, glanced at the recipe book Nüwa still held open.

He chuckled: "How about it? My master's dishes look pretty good, don't they!"

Nüwa was not angered by Sun Wukong's rudeness; on the contrary, she felt a touch of novelty.

Without speaking, she merely nodded—this drawing is not merely not bad, it is virtually identical, vividly lifelike.

The images of Flying Dragon Soup and Fragrant Crispy Fried Chicken match perfectly; the others are certainly not fake—after a brief thought, her spirit soared!

What the Little Phoenix said about wanting to learn more about Chaos Residence—this must be what she meant!

Sun Wukong thought to himself, smiling happily as he opened his mouth to say: "You just look without making a clear judgment—this is something I'm good at. Let me give you a blow... muttering and muttering!"

Xuan Feng lightly supported her forehead; she could barely bear to watch anymore. Won't this monkey be slapped to death by Sanniang?

Even though she has followed Sanniang for so long, she still wouldn't dare act like this!

Xuan Feng's side was palpitating with fear, but Sun Wukong remained completely indifferent.

Still talking to himself: "Old Sun here has been eating my master's meals for ten years—plenty of experience. I can explain every dish on this menu clearly and in order!"

Nüwa turned her head, looking at Sun Wukong patting his chest with a solemn expression, and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

Her lips parted slightly: "Good, perfect—I'd like to learn more."

These past two days, what to eat has indeed become her most troubling matter.

Her slender jade hand also handed the menu to the eager Sun Wukong, who took it without hesitation, spread it out on the table, and flipped to the first page.

He pointed to the top-left corner: "Then let me start from the beginning!"

"First, Egg Fried Rice!"

As the words fell, Sun Wukong's face showed a hint of reminiscence.

"This is the very first dish I ate from my master—Egg Fried Rice. The key lies in how to scatter the rice grains and how to evenly coat each grain with egg liquid."

"Serve it at the perfect moment, elevating the aroma to its utmost!"

Sun Wukong explained meticulously, describing the characteristics and deliciousness of each dish in turn.

The scene Nüwa had anticipated—where she would get angry—did not happen. Instead, she rested her chin on one hand, wearing an expression of great interest.

Not only Nüwa, but Xuan Feng also listened with rapt attention.

Especially when hearing her own order of Peach Blossom Porridge mentioned, she couldn't help but lean toward the edge of the table, wanting to hear more clearly.