Chapter 8

But you are committing such acts in the Immortal Realm—what crime do you deserve? I will not tolerate this behavior!

Haotian's words directly indicated his attitude.

The Tathagata remained silent for a while, then slowly said: "Old monk respectfully follows the Jade Emperor's divine edict, but the westward journey is of utmost importance—may we be granted a three-day extension?"

"Very well!"

Haotian also knew he could not press too hard; today's affair not only relieved his inner frustration but also added trouble to the Buddhist Sect—well done!

Having received the Jade Emperor's permission, the Tathagata breathed a sigh of relief, said nothing more, nodded to Holy Mother Jin Ling, and departed with the Three Great Bodhisattvas.

Holy Mother Jin Ling, her anger not yet quelled, could only fly back to the Heavenly Court.

"Brother, you're really something—always in seclusion, and you still keep sealing off Guanjiangkou so I can't go out to play!"

"The things in Guanjiangkou are so boring; if I stay here any longer, I'll go mad!"

The girl in a blue dress muttered to herself as she rode a white cloud flying through the heavens.

"Where should this young lady go to have fun?"

The girl murmured to herself, gazing downward.

Suddenly she saw a great mountain wreathed in immortal qi, lush and verdant, most delightful to behold.

Today I'll first play in this mountain; tomorrow I'll go to the human realm's underworld to properly stroll about.

Thinking this, the girl silently recited the immortal law, and the flying cloud descended accordingly, landing at the mountain's base.

"Lingtai Fangcun Mountain?"

Seeing the characters on the boundary monument, the girl could not help but exclaim.

She remembered her brother saying that for the past hundred years, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain must absolutely not be entered—but the girl felt no fear, only her curiosity grew stronger.

Having come this far, there's no reason to turn back; she wanted to see what wonders lay within this mountain!

The Buddhist Sect was in turmoil due to Sun Wukong's disappearance, while the sinful culprit Chen Nuo lay reclined on a rocking chair, leisurely content.

As he was meditating to nourish his spirit, Chen Nuo suddenly recalled something—today seemed to be the day for ten consecutive draws.

Previously, he drew daily, but the prizes were unimpressive, so he decided to save up and go for a ten-pull burst.

Knowing only how to make fried rice isn't acceptable either—isn't this tarnishing his own Chef God's signboard?

He hastily sat up, rubbed his hands together, and muttered: "Heavenly spirit, earthly spirit—surely bless me with good loot!"

After finishing the chant, he clicked the ten-consecutive-draw button.

"Ding, congratulations on obtaining one dozen Proactive chicken eggs, one hundred jin of crawfish, ten bags of flour... fifty jin of premium beef brisket, five bags of thirteen spices."

Chen Nuo's face instantly fell—this damn thing is so ruthless? Is this hand that of an unlucky wretch!

"And the beef noodle dish!"

The final draw concluded.

"Damn, awesome!"

Chen Nuo excitedly punched the rocking chair—damn, this damn thing is thrilling, a desperate counterkill, and his face showed the expression of relief from a heavy burden.

Though not a high-end dish, it's still food, after all.

Meanwhile, after entering Fangcun Mountain, the girl would at times watch butterflies, at times wild flowers and grasses, wandering leisurely through the mountain, when suddenly she spotted a building not far off.

Drawing nearer, she frowned—there was actually a restaurant deep in the mountains?

Even though she rarely interacted with humans, she still knew this was common sense—what kind of person would open a restaurant in such a remote mountain?

Upon seeing the signboard, she laughed even harder—Chaos Residence?

How arrogantly named! Who is Yang Chan? She is the sister of Erlang Shen Yang Jian—she's seen all sorts of restaurant names, but she wanted to see what foundation this place had to dare call itself Chaos Residence!

Stepping through the shop door and observing the crude decor, Yang Chan felt a hint of disdain.

Plain and unremarkable, utterly lacking aesthetic—what good food could possibly come from this?

There was also a small red figure wiping the table; upon close inspection,

it turned out to be a monkey!

"Guest, please come inside!"

Sun Wukong also noticed the girl's arrival, tossed aside his rag, and laughed heartily as he spoke.

This was Chen Nuo's special instruction to him—how to speak and behave when guests arrive.

"Huh? A talking monkey?"

Yang Chan was somewhat surprised, but she didn't make a fuss—after all, even that dog could talk.

"What do you have here?" the girl asked the monkey, pondering briefly.

Sun Wukong clasped his hands behind his back and proudly said: "We have fried rice here!"

Fried rice?

Yang Chan was somewhat speechless—just this one fried rice, and you dare to name the place after it?

"Then bring me a bowl of fried rice!"

Sun Wukong shook his head, then bluntly said: "I can't make it, but my master can!"

He had tried making it several times—his attempts were clumsy, and the results were hard to swallow, the gap between him and his master truly vast.

"Master, master! A guest has come!" Sun Wukong stretched his neck and shouted.

"Understood." A magnetic voice came from upstairs, followed by the sound of footsteps descending.

Wearing a properly fitted white robe, tall and slender, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, phoenix eyes narrow and long, lips slightly curved—his entire bearing gained a touch of worldly-wandering nonchalance.

What a handsome young man!

Though Yang Chan daily saw her brother Yang Jian, famed as a handsome man across the Three Realms, facing Chen Nuo she couldn't help but momentarily lose herself.

"Miss, what would you like to order?"

Chen Nuo appreciatively glanced at this vibrant, pure maiden—truly a figure from Journey to the West, nourished by immortal qi; the first woman he'd met here, her beauty could outshine all from his past life.

The girl suddenly came to her senses, feeling very embarrassed, and quickly pretended to be nonchalant as she said: "What do you have here?"

"I already said, we have egg fried rice!"

Yang Chan turned her head and glared fiercely at the meddling Sun Wukong, leaving Sun Wukong utterly bewildered, like a monk of eight feet trying to feel his own head.

Chen Nuo saw the situation and smiled slightly, saying: "We have egg fried rice here, and also beef noodles."

This girl is also quite lucky; if she had come a little earlier, she would have only had egg fried rice.

"Beef noodles?!"

Sun Wukong was startled—has the master come up with a new dish again?

Following that came joy; the more the master knows, the more this disciple learns, doesn't he?

"Then give me a bowl of beef noodles."

Seeing there were other options, Yang Chan immediately changed her choice.

"Please pay first."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chan reached into her waist pouch and took out several copper coins.

Seeing the girl's fair, tender hand extend a few copper coins, Chen Nuo smiled and shook his head, saying: "Our shop does not accept this; the standard is determined by yourself."

"Your own decision?" Yang Chan was somewhat bewildered.

Seeing this, Chen Nuo led the girl to the front of the counter, pointed to a clear crystal ball above, and said: "Miss, place your hand on it, and you will know your charging standard."

This is something he obtained from the system's lottery draw over the past month, specifically used to measure the charging standard; as for how much, it all depends on luck!

"Really that magical?"

Yang Chan muttered to herself while placing her palm on it.

Receiving the sudden feedback in her mind, she instantly widened her eyes—having one meal actually requires her to give up one-tenth of her magic power?!

What kind of shop is this, after all!

Yang Chan's inner vigilance instantly rose; involving magic power, this crystal ball is absolutely not an ordinary item!

Circulating her magic power to sense it, yet it sank like a stone into the sea, as if the person before her simply did not exist at all!

"This person is absolutely not an ordinary person!" Yang Chan thought to herself.