Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 161: Did You Take the Wrong Thing?

Chen Nuo gave Zhao Gongming a cursory glance, and before he could open his mouth, Zhao Gongming had already eagerly settled the account.

Chen Nuo raised an eyebrow and nodded his head, "Pretty decent!"

"Give me the things you used."

No sooner had he spoken, than all the girls except for Bixiao surged forward.

Golden Spirit was the first to come forward. "I have a dress once worn by Gui Ling," she said, presenting a delicate and splendid dress. It was supposedly worn before, but looked brand new, showing no signs of use.

"I have a comb," announced Wudang.

Yunxiao smiled slightly, "I have a hairpin and bracelet."

"I have Gui Ling’s leggings!" Bixiao said shockingly, waving something unspeakable in her hand.

Damn, impressive!

The corner of Chen Nuo’s mouth twitched.

He respected no one but Bixiao, this silly young girl; he had no idea where she had gotten that thing from.

Gui Ling’s...

Zhao Gongming’s eyes bulged, and instinctively he almost turned his head to look, but then he met Qiong Xiao’s smiling yet not smiling face, slightly chilly.

Zhao Gongming chuckled awkwardly and pulled his head back like a turtle.

"I’ll go settle the account first," Zhao Gongming hurried toward the front desk.

Upon seeing the item in Bixiao’s hand clearly, Yunxiao froze, and then her pale and gentle face flushed with crimson.

"Little sister! What are you doing? Put that away now!" Yunxiao snatched it and put it away.

"You shouldn’t be flaunting that kind of thing for all to see!" She chastised lightly, her voice a bit hurried.

Bixiao stuck out her tongue playfully and winked, "Sorry, grabbed the wrong thing by mistake."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional.

Chen Nuo: "..."

Even this item could be grabbed by mistake, incredible.

However...

Chen Nuo raised an eyebrow; if that was grabbed by mistake, then whose was it?

He glanced around and saw Yunxiao, her face red, deliberately avoiding his gaze a bit.

I see.

He nodded without further ado and instructed, "Bring all the items here; these should suffice."

"We also need a magical treasure that can house a soul."

"Use mine!" Golden Spirit immediately came forward before he could finish speaking, presenting her own Magical Treasure, the Flying Golden Sword.

Turning to the other women who were about to offer their treasures, she said, "No need for you to bring out yours; they’re all quite important. Mine will suffice."

She valued her personal strength more than the external power of a magical treasure. That’s why even as the foremost female immortal of the Jie School, the treasures she possessed were rather ordinary.

The grade was there, but they were weaker in power. However, for simply acting as a vessel for an awakening soul, they were perfectly fine.

"Shopkeeper Chen, will this do?"

"It will do," replied Chen Nuo, but internally he was complaining. Goodness, was she trying to nurture a sword spirit with him here?

Little did he know that sword art Magical Treasures, especially high-grade ones, were the most difficult to develop spiritual wisdom in.

The sharp qi of the sword and the power of the soul were inherently conflicting, and if a sword had spiritual wisdom, it would be very fragile and likely be destroyed instantly.

If Yang Chan wanted to revive her mother using a sword art treasure, with her proficiency in Divine Skills, she surely would not have succeeded.

But he was different. Not to mention his invincible strength within Chaos Residence, his nearly full-level proficiency with this Divine Skill after synchronization was more than capable of achieving it easily.

Chen Nuo infused several magic spells into the magical treasure, which were Arrays capable of drawing in the qi of heaven and earth to mold a soul.

Golden Spirit, as the owner of the magical treasure, was taken aback.

Shopkeeper Chen was able to lay down Arrays on the sword without stirring her wards at all, and yet, he wasn’t finished.

Chen Nuo pointed lightly, and a wisp of faintly blue flame emerged from his fingertip, instantly burning all the items to a crisp.

Qiong Xiao’s pupils contracted sharply.

This is... this is her Ice Devouring Cold Flame!

How could this be?!

Bixiao also recognized the ability and couldn’t help but say, "Isn’t this the flame mystical ability that Second Sister awakened? Why do you, Shopkeeper Chen, have it too?"

Upon hearing Bixiao’s words, Chen Nuo shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "What’s wrong? The mystical abilities that you awaken, I have them all."

All of them!!!

Upon hearing this.

Everyone held their breath momentarily, counting amongst themselves, there were already seven mystical abilities.

That is to say, Shopkeeper Chen possessed at least seven mystical abilities, which was utterly outrageous!

Being able to help others awaken was already defying the heavens, but usually, one could only awaken skills they had already comprehended.

This was no simple feat of defying the heavens!

With thirty-six Divine Skills under Heavenly Gang, even Saints had strengths and weaknesses, highlighting the difficulty in cultivating such skills.

Furthermore, it was impossible to simply pour knowledge into someone’s head to teach them; however, not only had Shopkeeper Chen created so many Acquired Mystical Abilities, but he also managed to make them naturally comprehend it in such a peculiar way as eating.

This was something not even their Master could achieve!

For a moment, everyone from Jie School, including the onlooking Ao Ling, held Chen Nuo in even higher reverence.

However, they misunderstood one thing.

Chen Nuo wasn’t actually teaching them the mystical abilities he possessed, but rather, he was assimilating the abilities they awakened for his own use. But, why would Chen Nuo go out of his way to explain?

With mana guiding, the ashes of burnt items were covered onto the longsword.

Mana, like a thread, connected continuously to the longsword, unbroken.

"All right, it will be ready in eighty-one days," Chen Nuo said lightly.

Like instinct, inherited memories were infallible, and unlike the immobile Yang Chan, Chen Nuo’s actions were not restricted.

The crowd exchanged glances and bowed in unison towards Chen Nuo.

"We thank you, Shopkeeper Chen, for lending a hand."

Chen Nuo waved his hand dismissively and said frankly, "Okay, you supply the money, and I supply the effort, nothing to thank me for, really."

Seeing Chen Nuo’s reaction, the crowd felt it was inappropriate to persist, so they each got up, although their hearts were filled with respect.

Shopkeeper Chen is indeed so detached from worldly affairs; after all, how can money compare to the debt of saving a life?

It’s just that he fears they would feel overly grateful, so he found this lame excuse to relieve their minds!

Shopkeeper Chen, what a great person!

"Take care and come back often," Chen Nuo said with a smile, waving goodbye as the Jie School disciples departed.

However, his words were meant mainly for Zhao Gongming. After dealing with the revival of Gui Ling, they had another round of food and drinks.

A total of ten portions of hot pot ingredients were consumed. The others were manageable, but Bixiao, who possessed the ability to devour torrents, ate a lot.

She ate an amount equivalent to Zhao Gongming and the other ladies combined. If the base of the hotpot had not been diluted beyond taste and they couldn’t add anymore, Bixiao would probably have continued eating.

Moreover, after finishing the soda, they ordered Peach Blossom Brew, and it was Mr. Zhao who paid the bill.

Just on this visit, Zhao Gongming spent almost thirty thousand taels of gold.

Indeed worthy of the God of Wealth, truly powerful!

If only he came every day.

Chen Nuo couldn’t help but express that sentiment.

"Now we just wait for eighty-one days to pass; who would have thought that we’d see Gui Ling again," Golden Spirit said with a smile on her face, her mood elated.

All the ladies nodded in agreement.

They harbored no doubts about what Shopkeeper Chen had said.

If Shopkeeper Chen said it could be done, then it could be done!

"Younger brother, what’s wrong with you?" Seeing that Zhao Gongming hadn’t expressed anything and that he looked rather unwell, Golden Spirit asked with concern.

He was the biggest hero today in getting Shopkeeper Chen to agree!

"It’s nothing," Zhao Gongming shook his head; he had just felt a wave of fear and shivered as if he had been stung by something.