Chapter 381

"Indeed, besides, Great Chef Sun Wukong just said nothing wrong either—our brains really aren't enough, we just focused on work and became foolish, being able to eat such delicious dishes is already very satisfying, we really can't spare any brainpower to think of dish names."

"Exactly, exactly, that's indeed the case."

With that little interlude just now, these few celestial officials still reacted quite quickly, hurriedly clearing their relationship, even the celestial official who had just shouted about going out for what purpose also immediately changed his earlier attitude.

They feared Sun Wukong, and not only because they were afraid Sun Wukong would be angry with them and then not get to eat the dishes Sun Wukong made, but more importantly because of Sun Wukong's background power.

Behind him is Chen Nuo, to whom even the Jade Emperor and the Holy Person Nüwa must show three parts of respect—a great figure; they dare not offend him.

Therefore, these celestial officials of human immortal rank would rather push out a nameless celestial official, using him as a shield, than have them all, each and every one, completely wiped out, all offending this Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong naturally also knows these winding and twisting things; although he was born lawless and unrestrained, he is also not someone who completely lacks scheming thoughts.

He himself clearly knows that he can so recklessly roam the Heavenly Court relying on his master.

His master is a particularly good person; seeing that he himself is penniless, as long as he offers a single hair as payment, looking at those immortals who have had their cultivation drained by many tricks, he using just a single hair to offset a bowl of rice is truly effortless.

Sun Wukong touched his sparse hair; although so many years have passed, the hair on his body has almost been plucked bald by his master, but this in no way diminishes the image of his master in his heart.

Chen Nuo: I didn't do it, I have none, it's really just because Sun Wukong's most precious thing all over his body is his hair, so that's why he asked for it—simple and direct, without all those winding and twisting.

At this time, Sun Wukong brought several celestial officials and had already arrived at the Imperial Kitchen.

A celestial official saw the golden light shimmering barrier outside the door and asked: "Eh, Great Chef Sun Wukong, what is this?"

No one knows better than Zhenyuanzi what this is, so he snatched over that celestial official's words and said: "You can't even see this, yet you still have the nerve to say you've been following Great Chef Sun Wukong's footsteps? Saying it out loud, you're not afraid others will laugh at you."

That celestial official was unconvinced: "How so, don't you know it's a crime or something? You know what you're saying—what is this?"

"It's obvious, this is the barrier drawn by Great Chef Sun Wukong using a magical implement—earlier in the Great Hall, wasn't Great Chef Sun Wukong also casting a spell?"

Zhenyuanzi looked at the other person and sneered: "How so, if this is something from long ago you forgot, that's fine, but this just happened a few moments ago and you don't remember it—how am I supposed to say you're okay?"

Upon hearing those words, that celestial official hurriedly explained: "I, I at that time only paid attention to the dishes, didn't notice so much—how so, you remember, is it because the dishes Great Chef Sun Wukong made were not tasty, so your gaze couldn't focus on the dishes and thus you noticed these things?"

This celestial official was also not a fool; he threw the words back and even put a hat on Zhenyuanzi.

Zhenyuanzi was also not a vegetarian; he immediately retorted: "Your words are wrong—although this magical art was cast while we were eating the dishes, but after eating the dishes, isn't there still a dish-name-guessing segment? At this time the barrier is also present; you didn't notice it yourself—now should I blame you?"

"I..."

The celestial official didn't expect Zhenyuanzi's mouth to be so sharp, and even less expected that this small thing no one had noticed—how Zhenyuanzi figured it out, he didn't remember Zhenyuanzi being a meticulous person.

Could it be that I still don't understand him thoroughly enough? Zhenyuanzi inwardly sneered, just knowing you'd ask this—old me had already prepared how to answer in my heart, no way, little brat, you still want to compete with me with that little skill of yours? Watching the two still bickering, Sun Wukong took out the Ruyi Knife, pointed it at the barrier, and drew a line; the barrier disappeared, and the doorway of the Imperial Kitchen was no different from before.

Zhenyuanzi came to his senses: "Still, Great Chef Sun Wukong's divine powers are vast—this magical implement doesn't look like a mundane object; it must have taken some trouble to obtain, right?"

Sun Wukong loves hearing others' flattery, and besides, this Ruyi Knife came from the Dragon Palace by following along, and didn't cost anything—just a few flat peaches.

"You're someone who recognizes quality—do you know what this magical implement is?"

Zhenyuanzi walked over to look, and indeed saw nothing.

He was just saying a flattering remark offhand, never expecting Sun Wukong to really get into it—"Little immortal's eyes are clumsy, I truly can't see what this is, Great Chef Sun Wukong, please trouble yourself to move your lips and tell me what this is?"

Sun Wukong tossed the Ruyi Knife up, caught it again, and chanted the incantation: "Big big big, bigger, bigger."

Following Sun Wukong's words, the Ruyi Knife grew bigger and bigger, until it became a huge object thicker than five people embracing.

The celestial officials present stared blankly: "This, this is what? Actually able to freely enlarge or shrink according to one's own thoughts."

Sun Wukong looked satisfied at everyone's reactions, smiled, and chanted again: "Small small small, smaller, smaller."

That huge object piercing the clouds gradually shrank, until it turned back into the small little kitchen knife Sun Wukong originally held in his hand.

The celestial officials were even more shocked now—originally this thing was this powerful; good thing we didn't provoke him then, if we really made him angry, Sun Wukong taking out a magical implement and enlarging it—wouldn't it be a matter of minutes before he chopped us into meat filling? The celestial officials hurriedly increased their flattery toward Sun Wukong even more.

"Oh dear, Great Chef Sun Wukong's magical implement is actually this powerful, and can still enlarge or shrink according to one's heart's desire—truly not a mundane object."

"Exactly, this is truly impressive—I, in all sincerity, admit defeat; even if I took all the magical implements from my residence, they wouldn't match even a finger's thickness of this implement—truly Great Chef Sun Wukong can reach this level, he must have extraordinary natural talent."

"Alright."

Sun Wukong smiled and put away his Ruyi Knife.

"One by one, don't think I don't see you're flattering me, and I don't know whether it's sincere or not."

"Where is this not sincere talk?"

The celestial officials saw Sun Wukong's expression, hurriedly followed the pole upward: "Heaven and Earth's conscience, your magical implement is this powerful—I guarantee it's the most powerful magical implement I've ever seen; if this isn't sincere talk, then what else could be sincere talk?"

"Hmph."

Sun Wukong arrogantly snorted: "Alright, I'm not now the time to show you the Ruyi Knife—I'm here to demonstrate this dish to you."

"Demonstrate dish?"

The celestial officials became interested: "How to demonstrate? 'Since you guys can't guess what this dish is, I'll make it in front of you all these gods, then after Old Sun finishes showing you the method of this dish, you'll naturally know what kind of dish this is."

"Really? That would indeed be great."

A celestial official unable to contain himself rubbed his hands: "Just right—I didn't eat enough at the Buddhist feast earlier, and even thought I'd never see this dish in this lifetime."

Sun Wukong gave him a white-eye glance: "I'm just saying let you see the method of this dish one more time—I didn't say let you eat it; now make it clear—don't wait until I've finished the dish and then say this."