Chapter 225: Sun Wukong: That fool is still happy

Marshal Tianpeng's Mansion.

Tianpeng had just finished drilling his troops and returned to his residence to rest.

Yet, before his backside could even warm the seat, a person appeared before him.

"Third Prince?"

"Come down."

"Huh?" Tianpeng didn't know whether to drink the tea in his hand or not.

"Come down."

"Come down to where?"

"The mortal world, Qijue Mountain."

"Qijue Mountain? What Qijue Mountain? Why must I go down..." Before Marshal Tianpeng could finish his sentence, Nezha directly unleashed the Immortal Binding Rope that Tang An had given him.

"Hey! Third Prince, you are being impolite, Third Prince... Hey!"

The mortal world, Tuoluo Village.

Tang An and her group had helped kill the river demon and explained everything clearly to the villagers.

And so, they instantly became the guests of honor in Tuoluo Village. Whether it was the suffering commoners or those praying for divine protection, they were all but worshiping them.

Outside the courtyard where Tang An stayed, it was filled with all kinds of food and incense offerings.

Inside the courtyard, the flood dragon's true form had already been sliced into several sections, and the group was roasting it to eat.

"I have an illusion that I am both a deity and an ancestor tablet in the village ancestral hall." Tang An squinted one eye while studying the Three Lives Stone in her hand.

And the ring she wore on her finger emitted a faint glow the moment the flood dragon meat was roasted to perfection.

Tang An flicked the Houtu Divine Ring, "Behave."

"Master, it's roasted, come taste it." Sun Wukong brought over a piece of roasted flood dragon meat.

"Wow, so fragrant." Tang An took a deep breath, "You should have said sooner that roasting monsters is so delicious."

Sun Wukong chuckled, "Master, not every monster is delicious. It's just that the texture of this flood dragon is considered quite fresh and tender even in the Demon Realm."

"Mmm~" Tang An took a bite; it felt like eating snake meat, but it was more tender, more fragrant, and not greasy.

"No wonder Rulai's uncle likes eating dragons."

Although a flood dragon cannot compare to a dragon, one would imagine dragon meat must be a level above.

"Heh, if Master likes it, next time we kill a wicked dragon, we'll let you taste dragon meat."

"Our Wukong is the best." Tang An swung her legs in satisfaction, eating the flood dragon meat with one hand while continuing to study the Three Lives Stone with the other.

Yang Jian noticed this scene and handed the task of roasting the flood dragon to Xiaotian Quan.

"Master seems to have been pondering the Three Lives Stone for a long time."

"Ah?" Tang An put down the Three Lives Stone and forced a smile.

"Actually, I just wanted to see if my grandmother's name was recorded inside."

"Oh? Master..." Sun Wukong didn't know how to comfort Tang An.

"It's fine." She maintained her smile, appearing to have let it go, "Actually, I was just curious. After all, we are people from two different worlds; it's normal not to see it here."

In truth, Tang An had thought about this question when she was in the Underworld.

She had also looked at the Life and Death Book, and grandmother was not on it.

As for herself, her name had naturally appeared on the Life and Death Book ever since she transmigrated.

She hadn't even reacted at the time when the Great Tang envoys found her. They said she was the Destined One and then conferred upon her the title of Princess.

At that time, she didn't know that the transmigration she thought was like a game actually hid such a deep bond between her and this world.

Yang Jian was just about to speak words of comfort when he heard the news brought by Putian Ying.

"Master, the Emperor of Great Tang has issued an edict for all the storytellers in the Great Tang to tell the story of Bai Susu and the young Daoist fighting the river demon and saving the children for three years."

"The reputation you wanted to restore for them has been achieved."

Tang An looked up at the horizon and said only one sentence, calmly yet firmly.

"They say that success depends on human effort; I believe that human determination can also overcome Heaven."

She would turn this game around one day; she definitely would!

Just as Tang An was standing tall and proud, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

"Wow~"

"A shooting star in broad daylight?"

"Wait... is that shooting star heading towards us?"

"Holy crap!"

Tang An no longer cared about sitting there expressing her feelings; she scrambled with both legs, wanting only to hide inside the house.

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong glanced at the sky, their lips curling into speechless smiles.

"Master, do not fear, it is Marshal Tianpeng."

"Oh? A pig in broad daylight?" Tang An hugged the pillar at the doorway, wanting to run out to look but fearing being crushed.

Until with a "Bang," Marshal Tianpeng crashed straight from the sky into the courtyard, creating a large crater.

The flood dragon meat that was already nearly roasted was covered in the dust kicked up by the impact.

Xiaotian Quan had a large character for "Anger" imprinted on his temple, "I said we cannot waste food, we cannot waste food!"

"You deities flying in the sky, can you have some morals?"

He had been drooling here for half a day, waiting for this bite. Just as it was about to reach his mouth, someone fell down with a "splat," ruining his entire dining plan.

Nezha stepped on his Wind Fire Wheels and descended leisurely; anyway, the one being scolded was Tianpeng, what did it have to do with him?

As for Tianpeng himself, he was a deity; such a crash wouldn't hurt him, at most he would just look disheveled.

"Oh my! Is this the famous Marshal Tianpeng?"

Tang An dropped the skewer in her hand and hurried over to help Marshal Tianpeng up.

"Oh my! Why are you tied up? Nezha, who taught you to treat our Grand Marshal Tianpeng like this?"

Her performance was innocent, and it was exaggerated.

Nezha was confused; wasn't it she who taught him? Wasn't it she who said to try not to waste time? Wasn't it she who gave him the Immortal Binding Rope?

"Tsk, you stand over there and think about it first, let's invite Marshal Tianpeng to take a seat." Tang An pulled Nezha aside and then untied the Immortal Binding Rope from Marshal Tianpeng.

Marshal Tianpeng opened his mouth to complain, only to see the three Gods of Slaughter surrounding him.

This couldn't help but remind him of the beating these three gave him back at Gao Lao Zhuang. The pain was still fresh in his memory.

"The weather is quite nice today, isn't it?"

Tang An looked at the dark clouds in the sky and chimed in, "It is quite nice, it is quite nice."

"Come, Marshal Tianpeng, please take a seat."

Tianpeng was very surprised; Tang An's attitude toward him was actually so good.

"The Destined One has invited me here, is there something you need my help with?"

Tang An clapped her hands, "Look, no wonder they say he is Marshal Tianpeng."

Tianpeng was so flattered by Tang An that he didn't even mind being thrown into the mortal world. "No wonder you are the Destined One, worthy of being the master of these three; look at these manners."

Saying this, Tianpeng looked at the three of them and repeated, "Look at her manners."

It seemed he was getting quite full of himself.

But thinking about it, it made sense. Someone who didn't put the Jade Emperor or Rulai in her eyes, someone who dared to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Court and Lingshan, was actually treating him with such politeness; it truly made him feel flattered and light-headed.

Sun Wukong covered his mouth and chuckled, barely holding it in.

"That fool is still happy, hehehe..." He whispered a complaint to Yang Jian and started waving his hands in a flowery motion. ===== CHAPTER 226 =====