Chapter 300: Have We Arrived? Not Yet?

Press your hand down a little, hold the knife steady.

Chen Nuo watched Ao Ling practicing basic skills and softly gave guidance.

Habit will stay with you for life, so the foundation must be solid.

Yes

Ao Ling quickly agreed, staring at the potato before her with a solemn gaze—she absolutely could not disappoint her Master's expectations!

Great Chef Sun Wukong, haven't you arrived yet? It's been this long already.

The Kitchen God watched mountains and rivers fly by below, his face showing some weariness as he spoke.

It's been so long he's about to fly himself tired, no way around it—this is the sorrow of low strength, as an immortal, he can't even fly for too long.

Sun Wukong twitched the corner of his mouth, somewhat speechless: "It's been quite a while, but have you not seen how fast you're flying? You still can't keep up with my running."

You guys practice cooking in the kitchen every day, yet it's useless—cultivation must also be balanced.

The Kitchen God wiped the sweat from his forehead, chuckled apologetically: "Yes!

Yes"

He really has been neglecting other things too much—back when he was searching for Zhou Xiaozi to ascend to heaven, he almost got beaten up by him!

Among immortals, being able to live as humbly as he does is also quite unique; compared to him, the Food God is much better off, although he also shows some fatigue, but he's not in a sorry state.

Great Chef Sun Wukong, how much longer until we arrive?

Just fly over one more mountain, and we'll be there.

Sun Wukong said casually.

He closed his eyes, appearing completely confident—he didn't even need to look down to know where Chaos Residence was!

No way, the location of Chaos Residence has been deeply engraved in his mind—he could never forget!

Arrived, after flying a while, he roughly calculated in his mind, Sun Wukong hurriedly descended from the clouds.

Great Chef Sun Wukong, slow down.

Seeing this, the two gods shouted anxiously from behind and hastily followed.

The clouds clung closely to the mountain range without fully descending; Sun Wukong opened his eyes calmly, but the scenery was not what he remembered.

I wipe, where is this?!

Sun Wukong looked bewildered, lifted his head to gaze into the distance, then suddenly realized—he had descended too early!

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is still one hill away from here—how embarrassing!

Great Chef Sun Wukong, have we arrived?

The Kitchen God let out a long breath, utterly exhausted—finally, it's over.

Not yet arrived

Sun Wukong remained calm and composed.

Then why did you come down, Great Chef Sun Wukong?

Isn't it because I found the mountain scenery beautiful? On a whim, I wanted to get a closer look.

Sun Wukong laughed heartily.

Just fly over this hill and we'll arrive.

Ah?

The Kitchen God widened his eyes—another hill? This is really going to be the death of him.

Finally, we've arrived, right?

The Kitchen God gazed eagerly at the highest hill being passed over, speaking weakly.

Sun Wukong nodded: "Arrived"

His whole body then landed on the ground.

Follow me, don't fall behind.

Sun Wukong called out.

The Master's Chaos Residence cannot be detected by spiritual probing—it can only be found by groping around, and since Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is so large, without a route guide, it's not easy to find at all.

Sun Wukong led the two gods skillfully through Chen.

Finally, they arrived before Chaos Residence, but Sun Wukong was dumbfounded—what is this? Where is the Master's Chaos Residence? Looking at the towering white walls, the elegant and grand architecture, even the monkey was stunned.

Did he take a wrong turn? But this is definitely Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, no mistake!

Great Chef Sun Wukong, is this the place?

The Food God said while curiously examining the blue tiles and white walls—quite full of charm!

Is Great Chef Sun Wukong the master who lives here? Sun Wukong instinctively nodded, then quickly shook his head—although the location is correct, the building before them is clearly not Chaos Residence!

The Food God instinctively said: "Could it be that this isn't it either?"

Ah? Still not?

The Kitchen God beside them, upon hearing this, felt like dying—this is too much torment; his old bones are about to fall apart!

Sun Wukong didn't respond, but instead carefully examined the inscription on the signboard, and only then did he put his heart back at ease.

Chaos Residence—this is still the Master's Chaos Residence.

I never expected the Master to have renovated Chaos Residence—Sun Wukong's eyes showed appreciation; truly worthy of being the Master, the renovation is indeed beautiful!

Just looking at it, it's much more imposing than before!

Chaos Residence is getting better and better—he felt genuine joy from the bottom of his heart.

However, he can no longer find the steps where he often sat to gaze at the sky,

nor the wooden door frame he used to lean on when idle.

Completely changed, leaving his heart also somewhat faintly lost.

"Great Chef Sun Wukong, is this really the place?"

The Stove God couldn't hold back and asked again.

"This is it."

Sun Wukong nodded, took a deep breath, steadied his mind—no matter how the environment changed, this was still his home.

"Go on in."

Sun Wukong strode forward, leading the way as he was about to step inside.

The Food God was about to follow, but the Stove God grabbed him with one hand, "Old Food, Old Food!

Look"

The Stove God trembled as he pointed at the shop sign at the entrance, his voice shaking.

The Food God followed the direction of the finger, and as he did, his pupils contracted and his face lit up with excitement.

This shop name... is too outrageous, so big, so utterly rebellious!

The Food God's mind and spirit trembled, his face full of horror—if the Heavenly Emperor found out, he would surely unleash the Thunderfire of Heavenly Wrath!

"Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Sun Wukong took two steps, noticed no one was following, and turned back in confusion.

Seeing the two gods' legs trembling, he scratched his head in helplessness—could they really be this weak over such a short distance?!

"Well, well, here we come"

The two gods forced out a faint smile, hesitating as they followed, not daring to even glance at the shop sign as they passed through the door.

As soon as the monkey and the two gods stepped inside, they were instantly drawn to the interior decoration—unique and elegant, simply being there gave a sense of comfort and tranquility.

In the back kitchen, Chen Nuo, who had been speaking mid-sentence, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Ao Ling asked curiously.

Chen Nuo shook his head: "Nothing much."

He brushed off his sleeves and walked outside.

"Don't practice yet—your Senior Brother has returned, go see him."

Senior Brother, Ao Ling froze for a moment, then her heart surged with excitement—it was Sun Wukong, Senior Brother!

The Master had said before, in her time, he was the only disciple!

To her, Sun Wukong Senior Brother was not just a mere senior brother—he was also a noble of the Four Seas and her own noble patron.

Without Sun Wukong Senior Brother, her father and she would not have separately advanced to the ranks of Taiyi Golden Immortal and Golden Immortal Realm cultivation, and she would not have had the fortune to become the Master's disciple.

Thinking of this, Ao Ling happily walked out.

Sun Wukong, admiring the unique decor, immediately noticed Chen Nuo walking out from the back kitchen, his face lit with joy, and exclaimed excitedly: "Master!"

Sun Wukong hurried over, stood before Chen Nuo, and respectfully paid his respects.

"Well, between us, no need for excessive ceremony."

Chen Nuo brushed his hands together and spoke gently.

"Master?" The Food God and Stove God froze, staring at Chen Nuo's excessively youthful face, somewhat dazed—this was Sun Wukong the Great Chef's master? They'd believe it if he were called a young scholar.

But they quickly came to their senses—appearance isn't something great beings can change at will.

Originally intending to step forward and pay respects, but as soon as they moved, both gods' legs gave way, they collapsed together onto the ground, performing a full prostration, utterly humbled.