Chapter 299

When bringing the meal, I'll bring a bit extra for myself too—surely Sanniang won't mind, after all, restoring essence blood is nothing for her to do casually.

If it runs out, just ask Sanniang to make more!

Xuan Feng was beaming all over, already looking forward to tomorrow.

"Great Immortal Sun Wukong, where are you headed?"

Inside the Heavenly Kitchen, the Food God saw Sun Wukong tidying up as if about to leave, and couldn't help but call out.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong stopped in his tracks, grinning broadly: "My master told me to seek him out—I plan to return to Chaos Residence."

This was the secret notice he had only just received from the Jade Emperor yesterday, and I don't know how he got this information.

But since it was my master who said it, whether true or false, I must go see for myself.

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, also wondering what his master wanted from him—Chaos Residence? The Food God's eyes lit up—isn't this where the Great Chef Sun Wukong's master lives? I've always heard the Great Chef Sun Wukong rave about his master's peerless culinary skill, yet I've never had the chance to witness it—why not take this opportunity to go see? Thinking this, the Food God hurriedly said: "Great Chef Sun Wukong, may I ask the Little God to accompany you to visit Manager Chen?"

Standing beside, the Stove God heard the Food God's words and was equally excited: "The Little God feels the same."

"I really want to taste Manager Chen's cooking—just how good is it?"

"The Little God feels the same."

"Only by seeing a higher realm can one clearly discern the direction of one's culinary progress."

The Food God spoke with deep sincerity.

"The Little God feels the same."

Sun Wukong scratched his head, pondered a moment, then said: "Alright then."

"Thank you, Great Chef Sun Wukong."

The two gods spoke in unison.

"But if we all leave, who will look after the Heavenly Kitchen?"

Sun Wukong posed a soul-searching question.

Sun Wukong paused, then added: "Our Heavenly Kitchen's daily meal orders aren't exactly low."

The two gods nodded, as if agreeing.

After a long silence, the Stove God suddenly chuckled hehe: "It's not few, but we're not really useful here anyway—all the dishes are made by Great Chef Sun Wukong; we're just assistants now."

Though it's embarrassing to say, the Stove God said it with a hint of pride and arrogance—they're now hardly different from idle staff.

Originally, due to the position being taken, he and the old Food God were still unconvinced, but after tasting the Great Immortal Sun Wukong's cooking, they felt like useless wastes, resentful, and began diligently honing their culinary skills.

Now, they've become so practiced they can easily admit they're useless!

"So, you see—"

"The hardest to replace is you, Great Chef Sun Wukong."

The Stove God cheerfully concluded.

The two idle staff members' presence or absence makes no difference—if it weren't for the Heavenly Emperor watching them, still able to lend a hand, and having also contributed labor for the Peach Banquet, they'd probably have lost their hats by now.

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Sun Wukong's monkey face—seems, that's about right.

Since the Peach Banquet, the Heavenly Court Immortals' daily meal demands have all been handled by him cooking—if he left, the problem would indeed be serious.

He pondered deeply for a moment.

"Got it."

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, he slapped his thigh.

Myriad Threads Myriad Strands Divine Power!

Sun Wukong silently chanted in his heart, activated the divine power.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—three monkeys identical in appearance and attire to Sun Wukong materialized out of thin air.

"Great Immortal Sun Wukong, this is."

The two gods looked astonished.

Sun Wukong shook his head, casually saying: "Nothing much, just a little trick."

The two gods twitched the corners of their mouths.

"A little trick? This is clearly the Clone Divine Power—ordinary immortals can't master it!"

"It seems anything Sun Wukong the Great Chef says is so casual—is this nonchalance or showing off?"

"Today's Heavenly Kitchen will be managed by you few—work hard for me, no slacking."

Sun Wukong pointed around the Heavenly Kitchen, giving instructions.

"Yes."

After carefully examining, the three clone monkeys shouted in unison.

Watching this, the Food God and Stove God looked stunned.

The Food God pointed to the already busy clone and asked curiously: "Great Chef Sun Wukong, can they really handle it?"

"Cooking is such delicate work!"

"Of course."

Sun Wukong smirked proudly, looking at the orderly clones, arms crossed: "These clones also possess my Old Grandson's memories—meaning, whatever I Old Grandson can do, they can do too."

"Even this is possible!"

The Food God and Stove God gaped with mouths wide open.

"They can do anything?!"

"This clone ability is too overpowered!"

"So strong."

The two gods blurted out.

"Great Chef Sun Wukong, you have such powerful clone divine power—why do you still cook yourself?"

The Stove God questioned doubtfully.

Sitting in a chair nearby, sipping tea, he asked, "Isn't it fragrant? If it were him, his true body would surely have wandered off by now."

Sun Wukong shook his head, speaking sincerely: "Cooking is a pleasure for Old Grandson, especially when the dish is finished and plated, and moreover, culinary skill knows no bounds—only personal effort yields the greatest progress."

Although his divine communication allows his clone to transmit memories and sensations back to his true body even when dissolving.

But this always feels like there's a layer separating them, not quite authentic; if it were any other matter, it would be fine, yet cooking for him is of utmost importance, and he must treat it seriously.

If it weren't for his urgent need to see his Master today, he wouldn't have chosen this approach.

After hearing Sun Wukong's words, the Stove God blushed old-faced, no wonder Great Chef Sun Wukong possesses such superb culinary skill—this gap in mindset is enormous!

However, the Stove God and Food God exchanged glances, forced smiles on their faces; Great Chef Sun Wukong even has this divine communication—then they are truly useless, not even fit to be assistants.

Judging by their efficiency in ingredient preparation, they still fall short of Great Chef Sun Wukong's clone!

Seeing everything was in order, Sun Wukong nodded and called out: "Go!

Old Grandson will take you to witness my Master's craftsmanship."

"That sounds wonderful."

The two gods beamed with joy.

They had long wanted to witness this!

Great Chef Sun Wukong's culinary skill leaves them feeling inferior; they don't even know what level Master Chen the Shopkeeper has reached, but regardless, delicious food deserves praise—just silently recite a few times in your heart that you are useless, and that's enough.

"However, my Master has a peculiar temperament—this meal fee must absolutely not be owed, and Old Grandson cannot help you pay it; you must rely on your own efforts."

Sun Wukong sighed inwardly, kindly reminding: his payment method is monkey hair—meaning, unless it's from a monkey, he basically can't help at all; you can only rely on the old food and old stove to save yourselves.

Sun Wukong helplessly thought: after working together so long, he has also become familiar with the two gods.

"Rest assured."

The Food God and Stove God slapped their chests, speaking with conviction.

"We've cooked together this long—Great Chef Sun Wukong, do you still doubt our integrity?"

The Food God and Stove God laughed heartily: "The meal fee will definitely be paid promptly and fully—no objections."

As fellow chefs, they also know this profession is no easy feat; if they tried to leverage Great Chef Sun Wukong's reputation, eat the meal, and not pay, would they still be gods? Do they still have a conscience? The Food God and Stove God harbor some disdain—though their status in the Heavenly Court is low, they at least receive the Heavenly Emperor's salary as divine beings.

Can't even afford the meal now?!