Chapter 297

Chaos Residence?

Nüwa furrowed her brows, "What place is that?"

She had never heard of Chaos Residence before; logically, whoever could produce such an item could not possibly be obscure. "It's a restaurant, located at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain."

Xuan Feng replied.

Fangcun Mountain? Nüwa's heart skipped a beat; as a Holy Person, she naturally could not remain unaware of major events like Journey to the West.

After all, the monkey born from her Heaven-Mending Stone was even personally sought after by the Western bald donkey.

Otherwise, even if it were the Heavenly Prosperity Buddha Gate, dreaming of making the monkey do this and that without her consent would be sheer folly.

Yet Fangcun Mountain is not a designated Buddhist Sect site for teaching the monkey skills—why would it be located where Chaos Residence is? Xuan Feng did not pause, continuing to recount what she had heard; every time she mentioned the dishes of Chaos Residence, she lavished praise without stint.

Gradually, Xuan Feng also forgot the sorrow of having all her belongings eaten.

Seeing Nüwa's inexplicable expression, Xuan Feng inwardly groaned, Oh no.

Why would I bother the Lady with this for no reason? The Lady surely won't think the shop name is too arrogant, hence her anger, right?

After all, Chaos encompasses all things—this is tantamount to writing Holy Persons inside it!

The name of a Holy Person must not be insulted; being angry is entirely justified.

Xuan Feng's thoughts raced as she prepared to explain: "Lady, this shop name simply means..."

It truly is purely referring to the culinary realm!

Shopkeeper Chen certainly had no other intention!

She could not stand by and watch the Lady grow hostile toward Xiāntiān, jeopardizing her future meals there. "This name is well chosen."

Before Xuan Feng could finish speaking, Nüwa directly cut her off.

Good... good?!

Xuan Feng stared wide-eyed, her Dragon King's Eyes filled with Imperial Reluctance; the Lady shouldn't be angry, should she? How... Nüwa paid no heed to Xuan Feng's thoughts; discussing dish flavors, the so-called Chaos Residence's cuisine absolutely had no equal.

Since her birth, she had never tasted a single dish or jar of liquor comparable to this food and wine—it was fundamentally not on the same level.

And if discussing other aspects, merely this means to awaken Divine Communication, even if it encompassed Holy Persons, would still be irrelevant, for she lacked such means.

This shop name is fitting, even perfectly descriptive!

"Unexpected, there exists such a miraculous place in this world."

Nüwa's voice seemed to sigh; after all, although this is a fact anyone could experience, daring to fully believe it, she paused, glanced faintly downward at Xuan Feng, and softly asked: "You mentioned Shopkeeper Chen—what exactly is his cultivation?"

One capable of such ability surely would not be simple!

Upon hearing Nüwa's words, Xuan Feng recalled the feeling Chen Nuo had given her; her lovely face unconsciously revealed expressions of dread and lingering fear—truly, it was enough to frighten her to death!

"Shopkeeper Chen's cultivation is profound and unfathomable."

Xuan Feng stammered, daring not to mention provoking Shopkeeper Chen.

Clearly, the Lady has also taken a liking to Chaos Residence's dishes; if she learns of this, she might still reprimand Xuan Feng.

Earlier, she had spoken too much; if the Lady were to anger again because Xuan Feng provoked Shopkeeper Chen, she would truly not know what to do.

Nüwa, lost in thought, nodded slightly; Xuan Feng merely thought: as a Great Luo Golden Immortal Mid-stage, to make her feel this way, Prepared Saint Mid-stage and Great Accomplishment Perfection suffice.

Nüwa did not consider higher realms; after all, between Heaven and Earth, there is no longer an opportunity for Enlightenment; no matter how strong, one cannot surpass a Holy Person.

Still, Prepared Saint is not lacking—having such means warrants her courtesy.

The Destruction Divine Communication, to her, is not merely mastering a single divine communication; it is equivalent to directly helping her advance a great stride forward on the path of Destroying Law, step by arduous step.

To say it is divine skill, unmatched in the world, is not an exaggeration.

After a pause, Nüwa opened her mouth: "Xuan Feng, what have you gained?"

Since Xuan Feng could bring her meals, calling it a Divine Object, it must be the same as herself—yet what divine communication could it be? Hearing this, Xuan Feng felt somewhat confused, gaining what "Lady means..."

Xuan Feng slightly leaned in, listening attentively.

"It is the gain from your meal at Chaos Residence."

Gain, ah—Xuan Feng scratched her head, pursed her lips.

"Feeling, too delicious—this... counts as gain?"

Xuan Feng blinked her lovely Phoenix Eyes,

hesitating in speech.

Now, whenever she thinks of the taste from Chaos Residence, her heart itches unbearably; she desperately wants to eat from morning till night!

Were it not for regulations and Essence Blood limits, she could absolutely stay at Chaos Residence for ten years!

Nüwa's eyes flashed cold—was Xuan Feng pretending ignorance before her? Divine Communication is an extremely private matter; she herself never outwardly shares what she knows, yet Xuan Feng, after all, belongs to her sect; in her questioning, Xuan Feng still concealed the truth, which truly displeased her.

But Nüwa does not know that Xuan Feng is an Unlucky Person, having never awakened Divine Communication, thus knowing nothing of this.

Still, she said nothing, for concealing such things is understandable; after all, Xuan Feng's meager cultivation—no matter how much Divine Communication she hid—would be of no use.

As long as there is no betrayal, she will impose no constraints.

Nüwa's displeasure is the foundation of a Holy Person's confidence; she no longer dwells on these matters.

"You said, Chaos Residence is a restaurant? Are these two items sold there?"

"Yes."

Xuan Feng nodded earnestly.

"Then why did you buy only this one dish and one jug of liquor?"

Nüwa expressed some dissatisfaction, hating iron for not becoming steel; earlier, Xuan Feng had concealed things from her, yet she had not been so angry.

Pinching and scraping, lacking even a trace of the Imperial Palace lineage's grandeur—laughable!

Xuan Feng, anxious, wanted to explain: "Lady, I..."

"What then? Xuan Feng, since you know the location, why not hurry to Chaos Residence and buy more?"

Nüwa rebuked softly.

She really hasn't eaten enough, although she would rather go there herself according to the location Xuan Feng mentioned, but after all, she is a Holy Person, and doing so would damage her dignity.

"Lady, Chaos Residence has a rule: each person can only eat one dish per day."

Xuan Feng shrank her neck, speaking somewhat wronged, she wanted to buy more, but she also needs to be able to buy it!

"One dish per day?"

Nüwa's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise—what kind of rule is this? Isn't she running a restaurant? How could there be a reason not to make money when money is right there? But looking at Xuan Feng's expression, it didn't seem feigned.

"Yes, this is a rule set by Shopkeeper Chen; it cannot be violated. If discovered, one would forever be barred from eating Chaos Residence's dishes."

Xuan Feng explained in a sentence.

Nüwa nodded thoughtfully; unexpectedly, this Shopkeeper Chen is still a person of principle after all—she felt quite disappointed.

To speak frankly, she does not want to comply, but capable people should be respected, so this face is given if given.

"What about the alcohol? Is it also one jar per day?"

Nüwa asked again, noticing that what Xuan Feng had just said were all about dishes, how and how, and she hadn't mentioned alcohol at all.

Xuan Feng shook her head, speaking honestly: "That's not the case—Peach Blossom Brew is unlimited, you can drink as much as you like."

Drink freely—how wonderful!

Nüwa felt inner joy.

"Then why don't you buy more—several dozen jars? That stuff isn't heavy.

You, a Great Luo Golden Immortal, still afraid of this little trouble?"

Xuan Feng: "..."