Chapter 292: Giving Chenxiang a Zhang Sheng Peach to Teethe On

Kong Xuan took Tang An out of Kunlun Mountain and appeared in a stretch of open sky.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha appeared at the same time.

As it turned out, they had all followed and waited outside Kunlun Mountain. As long as there was a commotion in Yuxu Palace, they would have rushed in immediately to ensure Tang An's safety.

"Hmm?" Nezha saw Kong Xuan clutching Tang An's arm, and the coldness in his eyes turned to frost.

He walked straight over, grabbed Kong Xuan's forearm, and told him to let go of Tang An.

The two locked eyes, and instantly, sparks flew and smoke filled the air.

It took Sun Wukong coming over to finally pull Tang An onto the Somersault Cloud.

Tang An sat on the Somersault Cloud, watching Nezha grab Kong Xuan's forearm, the two of them staring each other down, and began cracking melon seeds.

"There's a psychological theory where I'm from that says if you stare at each other for eight seconds, you'll develop an attraction."

"If you stare for more than ten seconds, they'll want to—"

The corners of Tang An's mouth became increasingly uncontrollable; she wanted to laugh but felt embarrassed, and her smile was full of hidden meaning.

Sun Wukong scratched behind his ear. No, what was Master talking about?

The air was thick with gunpowder, and she couldn't see it at all?

Yang Jian saw the look Sun Wukong gave him; he was clearly used to it, and had even given up.

"Hey, you two have been looking at each other for so long, aren't your eyes sore?"

Tang An really didn't want to break their pink filter, but she was genuinely curious: do immortals not need to blink?

Nezha looked at Tang An's wide, curious eyes and let out a deep sigh.

"Hey, Nezha, what are you doing? Don't put me in a chokehold, hey!"

"Hey, I'll stop bothering you guys, okay? Hey, I am your master after all, and there are people here; you should at least show me some respect."

Tang An clawed at Nezha's arm; at this moment, she was being held by the neck in the crook of his elbow and dragged away backward.

Upon hearing Tang An say, "There are people here; you should at least show me some respect," the heavy anger in Nezha's eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by a look of triumph.

He turned his head to look at Kong Xuan, his expression as if to say: "Did you hear that? You're the outsider here."

Kong Xuan didn't mind, because he could also see that Tang An hadn't opened that particular door at all.

She hadn't opened it before, and she hadn't opened it now.

He even seriously suspected that Tang An's romantic roots had been plucked out by Tongtian Jiaozhu long ago. That way, his precious disciple wouldn't be snatched away, pot and all.

"Kong Xuan, thanks for today. Don't forget to give Hetong a new name later..."

Tang An's figure had already vanished, her voice lingering in mid-air before dissipating.

Kong Xuan shook his head with a smile, opened his Peacock Feather Fan, and disappeared from the spot.

Bichiu City.

Hetong had already delivered the deer demon's corpse, and after Tang An pulled him over to introduce him to her disciples, Hetong said his goodbyes and followed Kong Xuan away.

Nezha had originally wanted to pluck Hetong's feathers to make a fan, but upon hearing Tang An say that they would be addressed as fellow disciples from now on, he gave up on that idea.

"How nice."

Tang An clapped her hands. "Are we eating roast venison today?"

Tang An had originally wanted to distribute the deer demon to the thousand-plus children to eat, but on second thought, she feared their lifespans couldn't handle the body of a deer demon.

So, after much deliberation, it was better for the few of them to eat it.

As for the compensation for those thousand-plus families, it was naturally to open the city treasury and provide those families with the most practical and useful money and land deeds.

"Xiaotian Quan, stop drooling; this portion is for Chenxiang."

Xiaotian Quan had drool all over the floor nearby, only to be told he wasn't getting any?

Are you kidding me?

"How old is Chenxiang? He's just a baby a few months old; can he even eat venison?"

"Then give it to Sanshengmu to help her recover her strength."

"Hmph, hmph!" Xiaotian Quan was furious. "And here I was, catching you the other day, you..."

"But the bones and the deer antlers are all yours," Tang An added.

"You... you really are a great person. Thank you, Master."

"Xiaotian Quan is willing to serve you, Master; I await your command."

Tang An clicked her tongue. "Yang Jian, your dog is a natural-born master of the Face-Changing Trick. When we finish the pilgrimage, let him go learn the Face-Changing Trick to make money."

Yang Jian was turning the wooden spit, roasting the deer demon.

"What Master says sounds quite like the intention of retiring and living in seclusion after achieving success."

Tang An leaned back in her lounge chair, eating watermelon brought by a palace maid with one hand and fanning herself with the other.

"Isn't retirement nice? I've saved up so many treasures precisely so I can retire well."

"A life of seclusion is so comfortable; no strife, no danger, just enjoying life every day."

"Just yearning for it makes me feel wonderful inside."

Yang Jian did not answer, his eyes filled with contemplation.

For an ordinary mortal, perhaps retiring well is something that can be easily achieved.

But for people like them...

That is a very luxurious thing.

One is the Great Sage Equal to Heaven of the Heavenly Court, one is the Judicial God of the Three Realms, and one is Nezha, who commands the three armies and, once the pilgrimage is successful, will be promoted to Supreme Commander of the Heavenly Court.

Their identities are destined to be anything but ordinary.

And Tang An...

Yang Jian could see that what Tang An actually wanted most was a home. A home full of warmth, safe and secure.

In her retirement plan, the shadows of those three were bound to be present.

Yet in reality, given her identity with its mysterious origins, perhaps living in peaceful seclusion was an even greater luxury for her than it was for them.

"It's roasted, Master."

"Roasted?" Tang An had almost fallen asleep; she wiped away her drool and got up.

"Then let's go, take it to eat with Sanshengmu." She hadn't seen her convenient son for quite a while.

Becoming a mother without the pain of childbirth—although she was a godmother, a godmother was still a mother, and she had to cherish the child as she ought to.

Huashan, inside the Barrier.

Yang Chan and her son were staying in the peach blossom garden, enjoying the peaceful passage of time.

One was Chenxiang, who was "goo-ga-ing" in his baby carriage, and the other was Sanshengmu, who was hand-sewing a bellyband for her son.

"Second Brother, Little Master."

Yang Chan suddenly sensed a disturbance and immediately brought out the Lotus Lantern.

But when she saw clearly who had arrived, she was instantly overjoyed.

"Brother Monkey, Nezha."

Yang Chan was overcome with joy and greeted them one by one, not having expected them to come.

Tang An gestured for Yang Chan to look at the roasted venison in Nezha's hand, "We came today to treat you to a good meal."

"And to treat my son Chenxiang to a good meal as well."

Yang Chan was surprised, "Little Master, Chenxiang... he probably can't eat venison yet."

Tang An imagined the abstract scene of herself forcibly stuffing an entire roasted deer into an infant, and she felt she really deserved a beating.

"What I'm treating Chenxiang to is this."

Tang An took out a Zhang Sheng Tao from her Wealth Gathering Ring.

Yang Chan could tell at a glance that this peach was by no means an ordinary object.

"Little Master, this item is too precious..."

"Hey, I'm giving it to my son, not to you. Since we're already here, and it's the New Year, it's not proper to refuse."

Tang An's string of practiced lines really left Yang Chan not knowing how to refuse.

"But such a large peach, I don't know when Chenxiang will be able to finish it."

"Oh, let him gnaw on it slowly; just treat it as something for the child to grind his teeth on."

Xiaotian Quan's dog eyes widened; using a Zhang Sheng Tao to grind teeth? Did it have to be that extravagant!