Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 115 The Banquet at the Flat Peach Garden Begins
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So that was it. The Roc Demon King blinked, calculating how to escape with the Bull Demon King and the others.
"Little Rakshasa, is this truly your final choice?" the ancestor of the Ming River asked the Rakshasi.
"Ancestor, in this life, the Rakshasi has chosen him," she said with conviction.
The comfort of her body and the unknown outcome could not waver the determination in her heart.
After a long silence, the ancestor of the Ming River said, "Good!"
"Little Niu, I know your origins, but if you dare treat Little Rakshasa poorly, donβt blame me for being heartless."
The ancestor of the Ming Riverβs voice suddenly became extremely oppressive, but this pressure was directed solely at the Bull Demon King, with neither the Rakshasi nor the Roc Demon King feeling it at all.
The Bull Demon King clenched his teeth and said with neither servility nor arrogance, "Junior understands and will not fail the trust placed in me by my senior!"
After hearing the Bull Demon Kingβs response, the ancestor of the Ming River withdrew his pressure and said, "Just this once. If thereβs a next time, you wonβt be able to leave the Netherworld Blood Sea."
In the next instant, the Bull Demon King and the others felt a brief moment of disorientation, only to find themselves already above the Earthly Immortals Realm.
"Weβre finally out!" The Roc Demon King lay on the ground, taking deep breaths of air; the air of the Earthly Immortals Realm was fresh, unlike the entire Netherworld Blood Sea, which was filled with the scent of blood.
"Indeed," the Bull Demon King said, filled with emotion. "We owe it to the ancestor of the Ming River for sparing us a few kicks, but had we not obtained divine skills from Chaos Residence, we could not have walked out of the Netherworld Blood Sea with our previous strength alone."
The Rakshasi, listening on the side and somewhat confused, asked, "Chaos Residence? What is that?"
The Bull Demon King and Roc Demon King exchanged a smile and then briefly explained.
After listening, the Rakshasiβs eyes widened in disbelief; there was such a miraculous place within the Three Realms that could awaken divine skills!
Seeing the Rakshasiβs astonished expression, the Bull Demon King gently said, "In the future, I will take you there."
He had been away for too long. His forces needed to be reorganized.
Watching the deeply affectionate couple, the Roc Demon King nearly vomited the overnight meal he had eaten at Chaos Residence.
He rolled over, took to the sky, and said, "Brother Niu, Iβm heading back first."
If he stayed any longer, he feared he would choke on the dog food.
The Bull Demon King nodded and said, "After everything is settled, letβs regroup at Chaos Residence for a hearty drink!"
Hearing this, the Roc Demon King nearly fell from the sky, somewhat speechless inside. Was this really about going to Chaos Residence for a drink?
That sounded more like going to work!
However, the fact that Shopkeeper Chen had given Teman a complete transformation made a bit of work worthwhile!
Nodding his head, the Roc Demon King flapped his wings and disappeared into the sky.
Looking at the Rakshasi tenderly, the Bull Demon King said, "My lady, letβs go back."
The Rakshasi stretched out her hand, grabbed the Bull Demon Kingβs ear, and sternly said with her eyebrows raised and a touch of fierceness on her face, "If you dare to leave without a word again, I wonβt forgive you!"
"Alright, alright, ouch! My lady, let go, it hurts!"
The Immortal Flat Peach Assembly in Heavenly Court is the grandest banquet in the Three Realms and the event that best showcases the magnificence of the Heavenly Court.
All the prominent immortals and powers in the Three Realms are invited.
Those invited almost always attend, for no other reason than the Innate Spiritual Root Flat Peaches, which are exclusive to the Three Realms. Even the three thousand-year-old Flat Peaches are few and far between in the Three Realms.
At this moment, streaks of light from various parts of the Three Realms flew toward the Heavenly Court.
"Smile often, and good fortune will come." Maitreya Buddha sat smilingly on a cloud in the sky.
Normally, immortals would first attend an assembly at the Palace of the Polestar and then wait for the banquet to begin.
Knowing what was to come, Maitreya decided to do the opposite. He headed straight for the Imperial Kitchen to devour the delicacies first, ensuring that his trip was not in vain.
"Amitabha, my sins, my sins," Maitreya Buddha symbolically forgave himself in his heart.
Observing a group of immortals in colorful robes ahead, he stopped to ask, "Do you know where the Heavenly Courtβs Imperial Kitchen is located?"
"Buddha, Buddha Ancestor!" The red-clad fairy among the Seven Fairies shuddered and, after collecting herself, quickly pointed in a direction.
Maitreya Buddha nodded, "Thank you."
Having said that, the auspicious cloud accelerated toward the Imperial Kitchen.
"Strange." The red-clad fairy expressed her confusion.
Why wasnβt Maitreya Buddha heading to the Palace of the Polestar, and instead asking for the location of the Imperial Kitchen?
"Big sister?" The yellow-clad fairy asked softly.
The red-clad fairy shook her head and said, "Itβs nothing, letβs go, itβs time to pick Flat Peaches."
"The Queen Mother has said to pick the bigger ones."
"Why is that?" Zi, the most quick-witted among the Seven Fairies, asked in confusion.
Werenβt the Flat Peaches supposed to be smaller in previous years?
"Iβm not sure, but it seems the Queen Mother is quite confident about this Peach Banquet," the red-clad fairy said with a slight smile, leading everyone toward the Peach Orchard.
Meanwhile, Maitreya Buddha arrived in front of the Imperial Kitchen. Todayβs Imperial Kitchen was different from usual; one could sense a busy and serious atmosphere from afar.
Palace maids and immortal attendants were coming in and out, each wearing an expression of utmost readiness, for today was an extremely important day.
"Buddha Ancestor?"
"Greetings, Buddha Ancestor!"
The palace maids and immortal attendants were startled to see Maitreya Buddha and promptly began to pay their respects.
They did not know the exact status of Maitreya Buddha, but anyone could tell from his appearance that he was a figure from the Western Heaven.
After all, he was not someone they could compare with; performing a courteous salute was the right thing to do.
Maitreya Buddha nodded and said with a beaming smile, "All rise."
He did not care much for ceremony.
Standing at the doorway, even without entering, the scent wafting through the cracks was already tantalizing to him.
Full of anticipation, he pushed the door open and saw a bustling scene within, steam billowing all around.
The large tables stood side by side, covered with dishes, while numerous immortal attendants hurriedly prepared ingredients, carrying plates and cleaning bowls.
Dishes that had just been completed inside were also being brought out by immortal attendants and arranged on the tables.
With the doors wide open, the fragrance grew even richer, striking directly at Maitreya Buddhaβs heart. His eyes were instantly captivated by the table full of dishes and fixed on them intently.
He stepped toward the table.
The busy immortal attendants at the door, noticing Maitreya Buddhaβs presence because of the opened door, saw him walking step by step towards the dishes.
Surprise marked their faces. What was the Buddha Ancestor up to?
Maitreya Buddha reached the table and looked at the neatly arranged and vibrant-colored dishes; his inner glutton was instantly aroused.
With his great stomach capacity, he could say he was the Buddha who could eat the most and had the finest taste.
However, Maitreya Buddhaβs usually jovial face frowned. These were almost all meat dishes.
Though he was fond of food, he had never intended to break the precepts of Buddhism.
After wandering around several large tables for a while, he finally saw a section with vegetarian dishes on one of the tables, his eyes lit up, and his plump body sprang toward the vegetarian section in a flash.
He reached out his chubby hand of sin toward the vegetarian dishes on the plate.
"This is Kung Pao Chicken, place it on another table,"
On the other side, Sun Wukong peeked out from the back kitchen, handed the newly prepared dish to an immortal attendant, and instructed.
Still in the simple red clothes given by Chen Nuo, but compared to before, today Sun Wukong wore a brand-new chefβs hat, looking spirited.
