Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 134: The Unyielding Qiong Xiao

The Immortals who had received only a quarter of a Flat Peach had now fully digested its effects and opened their eyes.

Looking at the interwoven bladders across the site, they felt increasingly uneasy. Why did they feel so superfluous?

Seeing every Immortal whooping in thrill, stuffing themselves greedily, their lonely hearts could no longer be restrained—they were so hungry!

A few Immortals all had this feeling in their hearts. Indeed, they could practice Fasting and have no desire for food, but they couldn’t stand being influenced by the overwhelming atmosphere.

An Immortal couldn’t bear it any longer and tiptoed up to Maitreya Buddha, who was eating, and asked with a smile, "Buddha Ancestor, I’m dying of hunger, could you spare me a little?"

Maitreya Buddha stopped his hand and his attitude was firm, even the smile that was always on his face disappeared.

"This is the opportunity I traded for with a Flat Peach, clearly priced, impossible!"

"I know, I just want a little bit." That Immortal also felt embarrassed, as it was indeed he who had agreed first, and it was he who was reneging on the agreement.

"Donor, you are attached to form," Maitreya Buddha uttered and then ignored him, lowering his head to continue eating, while feeling somewhat disdainful in his heart.

Seeking alms is their Buddhism’s forte, thinking to take advantage from him?

You can try to cheat him of anything, but never think about cheating him on food, especially not such delicious food!

Hiss!

Suddenly, when he tasted the spicy hot pot dish, Maitreya Buddha gasped coldly, his face wrinkling up.

Refreshing!

Thankfully, Maitreya Buddha had drunk the broth beforehand, raising his immunity a bit.

Once the spiciness had passed, his body felt an indescribably refreshing sensation.

Seeing Maitreya Buddha paying him no attention, and without any other options, the Immortal could only leave dejectedly, shaking his head helplessly at the others.

There was nothing the few immortals could do.

At such a grand banquet, causing a commotion was tantamount to asking for trouble, not to mention that they were clearly in the wrong.

And even if it came to blows, with Maitreya Buddha’s power as a Quasi-Saint, fighting them would be like child’s play.

But to stay any longer was a torture to both body and mind!

What a loss this exchange for a Flat Peach turned out to be1

Simultaneously, all eight Immortals had this thought rising in their minds.

They craved to cry but had no tears. However, there was no place in the world that sold the medicine for regret, so it would only remain as a regret in their hearts.

"Second Sister, are you sure you can handle it?" Yunxiao asked Qiong Xiao, who was continuously picking dishes for the spicy hot pot, with doubt.

That fiery red color was obviously of the extremely spicy variety. Last time, Second Sister made quite a spectacle of herself eating Sauce-coated Duck, and she wants to try this now?

This was in front of so many Immortals of the Heavenly Court!

"I can handle it!" Qiong Xiao declared earnestly, her expression grave as if preparing for battle, determined to redeem herself this time!

"Sister, add a little more, add a little more!" Bixiao egged her on from the side.

"I want to eat something spicy too."

Bixiao had a slightly better tolerance than Qiong Xiao for the Sauce-coated Duck.

Bixiao mumbled unclearly, her mouth full of meat slices cooked from the white hot pot, her rosy lips glowing, and her already vibrant face seemed even more adorable.

"Junior sister, you should try to change this competitive spirit of yours," Golden Spirit lightly smiled and said to Qiong Xiao.

She fished out fully cooked clams from the white hot pot, shucked the meat, and popped it into her mouth.

The taste of the sea, the salty flavor of the sauce, and the rich aroma of the base mingled in the mouth, enticing the soul. Her eyes half closed in pleasure, the scene was utmostly delightful.

If only she could eat this thing called hot pot every day.

Golden Spirit Mother mused on this delightful thought.

Her soul belonged to the Investiture of the Gods; her power would stay as it is forever. Though she carried the name of Lord Dou Mu and was in charge of the Immortal Clans of the War Division in the Heavenly Court, she usually left them to their own devices.

After all, Jade Emperor would rather keep all the power tightly in his own hands.

With nothing to do, the pursuit of such delicacies seems rather nice.

Before, I thought the Queen Mother was exaggerating, but now it appears to be a complete surprise!

Surpassing thousands of dishes, hot pot indeed lives up to its name!

I don’t even know who came up with this hot pot, but it’s truly impressive. Just with the base ingredients and dipping sauces, we can also create flavorful delicacies.

This feeling of self-reliance is somewhat novel.

Although they haven’t met, Golden Spirit has already inadvertently taken quite a liking to Chen Nuo.

"I’m not trying to be tough," Qiong Xiao shook her head, her voice firm, where you fall, there you must rise.

She, Qiong Xiao, would not admit defeat. Is it just a bit spicy?

Even without blocking my five senses, no problem at all!

Seeing the time was right, Qiong Xiao took a deep breath, slowly lifted the slices of meat from the spicy soup, hesitated at the bright red color, but still put it in her mouth.

Then, the spiciness exploded in her mouth in an instant!

Qiong Xiao’s face, white as early snow, became covered with a rosy flush, her cool and delicate features crumpled together, feeling as though her mouth had gone numb.

This taste, even spicier than the sauce-coated duck!

And the sauce-coated duck is normally cold, room temperature, whereas this hot pot is boiling!

The spiciness will spread even further in the heat, intensifying, occupying the entire mouth, conquering the whole spirit!

Water! I need water!

At this moment, the only thought in Qiongsha’s mind was just that.

She quickly grabbed a cup nearby and poured it into her mouth without even looking.

However, in her haste, she picked up the wrong one.

"Second sister, that cup was used for...alcohol," Bixiao noticed Qiong Xiao’s actions and quickly tried to stop her.

But it was too late, the alcohol had already entered her mouth.

The alcohol from the Heavenly Court is not as sweet as the Peach Blossom Brew from Chaos Residence, it’s a strong liquor, with a hint of spiciness.

The base’s spiciness, the meat’s spiciness, and the burning of the strong liquor—the spiciness ascended directly. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Instantly, Qiong Xiao was stunned, completely dumbfounded.

"Second sister? Second sister?" Bixiao called out with confusion a few times, but Qiong Xiao was thoroughly spice-blown, and didn’t react at all.

Is it really that spicy?

Bixiao mumbled to herself, also picking up a slice of meat from the spicy pot to try, and then...

"So spicy, so spicy!" Bixiao panted with her tongue out, frantically sucking in cool air, her eyes getting a bit teary.

She directly picked up the cup Qiong Xiao used for water and drank several big gulps, barely managing to stop, but luckily not succumbing like Qiong Xiao did.

Even though it’s so numbingly spicy, it tastes so good!

Bixiao was very excited, this was a unique taste different from the mild pot, and comparatively, the flavor of this spicy pot was even more addictive.

Elsewhere, Chang’e was alone, savoring the taste of each ingredient, her graceful face now warmed.

It seems as if the loneliness of Guanghan Palace has been dispersed by the hot pot, and before she knew it, she especially fancied the crispness of the fresh bamboo shoots.

Especially when dunked into the spicy pot.

Such delicious food, how could the Palace Master not attend this Flat Peach Banquet?

Chang’e wondered in her heart, but just as the thought arose, she immediately shook it off.

Such an unparalleled figure as the Palace Master, with her detached mindset, surely wouldn’t be tempted, right?

"Chang’e! Chang’e!"