Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 163 Stubborn Ao Ling

Ao Ling nodded, not having to cultivate deliberately and yet being able to reach the Taiyi Realm that father king always longed for, she imagined her Senior Brother must have been cultivating for a very long time.

With this in mind, Ao Ling said, "Senior Brother’s aptitude is exceptional, even with consecutive cultivation, it took thousands of years to achieve such prowess, I admire you."

In her view, to achieve the status of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, even with exceptionally high aptitude, it would require thousands of years. She speculated that her Senior Brother had been cultivating for thousands of years, which was already a high estimation.

After all, their Master had said that Wukong was not diligent in his cultivation.

"Wukong, from having no cultivation base to now being a Taiyi Golden Immortal, took ten years," Chen Nuo stated blandly.

His tone contained no pride or smugness, just a simple statement of fact.

"Ten, ten years?!" Ao Ling’s face was a picture of shock, and she almost jumped up in astonishment.

With a fling of her hand, she accidentally hit a stack of bowls, causing it to wobble and nearly topple over. Alarmed and with her heart pounding, she hurriedly reached out to steady it.

But she was still a step too late.

Ao Ling turned pale, and without waiting for the bowls to fall, she quickly closed her eyes, not even remembering to use her mana to control them.

Crash! Clatter!

A series of crisp sounds followed, and Ao Ling’s heart lurched, so many bowls, she was sure to be punished!

What if Master decided not to let her eat for several days!

In that instant, all sorts of thoughts about possible punishments from her Master flashed through Ao Ling’s mind, yet none seemed as severe as not being allowed to eat!

Not being allowed to eat was truly terrifying!

If Master punished her in that way, she felt she might go mad from the restraint.

Seeing the shocked look on Ao Ling, Chen Nuo shook his head helplessly, with such a temperament, yet still aspiring to become stronger?

Chen Nuo rubbed his temples and said, "Still closing your eyes? Haven’t had enough of that sound? Do you want me to grab a few more stacks of bowls for you to play with by smashing them?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Ling slowly opened her eyes with trepidation and, after seeing the mess on the ground, she breathed a sigh of relief, with gratitude in her eyes.

"They actually didn’t break!" Ao Ling exclaimed in surprise, saying she had thought they were done for, falling from such a height, yet not one of them had shattered.

"You really wanted them to break?" Chen Nuo asked a bit speechlessly.

"No, no!" Ao Ling’s head shook like a rattle drum.

Seeing the contrite look on his disciple, Chen Nuo could not help but chuckle. None of the items in the Chaos Residence would be damaged unless he willed it.

The bowl seemed to be made of porcelain, but if he desired it to be hard, not even high-level magical treasures could scratch it, let alone smashing it lightly.

He could change the durability of the items in the Chaos Residence at will.

Seeing that Chen Nuo bore no anger, Ao Ling laughed sheepishly, grateful that she would not be punished by being deprived of food.

Ao Ling then remembered what Chen Nuo had just mentioned, her face filled with disbelief, and she quickly asked, "Master, what you just said, is it true?"

"Did Senior Brother really attain Taiyi Golden Immortal in just ten years?"

Chen Nuo nodded, "Of course."

Heaven above!!!

Ao Ling’s eyes widened in astonishment; she was downright stupefied by this piece of news. Ten years to become a Taiyi Golden Immortal wasn’t merely considered highly talented.

It was nothing short of a monstrous freak of nature, just how terrifying was Senior Brother’s innate ability?

Innate ability, after all, refers to a person’s natural aptitude, which is usually much greater than the acquired ability.

With exceptional innate ability, not to mention becoming a Taiyi Golden Immortal in ten years—she once read in the Dragon Clan’s secret texts that many powerful beings of the current age, even Saints, were born as Daluo Golden Immortals.

Such terror.

However, that is for those with innate ability. Nowadays, all beings had acquired abilities; cultivation required step-by-step practice.

Sister Brother achieving Taiyi Realm in just ten years revealed the terror of his aptitude.

"Master, how on earth did Senior Brother accomplish this?"

"Is it really all down to natural talent?"

Chen Nuo shook his head, speaking against his conscience, "Of course not."

"Therefore, I’ve stressed to you the importance of gaining insights through analogy," said the mentor.

"Your eldest senior brother is extremely fond of culinary arts. He studied cooking with me for ten whole years, and not only did he master the culinary arts, but his cultivation also reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal level."

"Now, do you understand the painstaking care I’ve taken?"

Chen Nuo’s smile was serene, the very image of a sage.

Wukong’s increase in strength was indeed related to himself, but the advancement in his cultivation level had little to do with him.

Sun Wukong was a Heaven-Mending Stone, lived in the Chaos Residence, and had been absorbing the Essence of Sun and Moon for years on end.

The acceleration of his cultivation speed was more a result of his own gradual accumulation.

Sun Wukong’s talent was more in combat than anything else, but how could Ao Ling know that? She was at Wukong’s mercy to say whatever he wanted, wasn’t she?

Seeing Ao Ling shocked into contemplation, Chen Nuo nodded with satisfaction.

She should now understand what truly matters. The system tasked him with taking disciples, all in the name of teaching culinary arts.

If Ao Ling focused solely on cultivation, how long would he have to wait until she could leave as his disciple, and how would he receive the system’s mysterious rewards?

"Master! Do you mean that as long as I cultivate even harder, my cultivation will definitely surpass my senior brother’s?" Ao Ling asked, eyes brimming with hope.

This line of thinking...

Chen Nuo was speechless at how rigid his disciple’s mind was. Could she really not separate herself from cultivation?

"Obstinate and foolish," Chen Nuo huffed coldly.

"The sword skills your senior brother uses in battle, the Divine Skills he awakens—can any of these be achieved without eating?"

"Culinary arts are your true capital for becoming stronger."

"Being a chef does not necessarily mean you cannot change the current situation of the Dragon Clan you are so concerned about," Chen Nuo said.

"Is that really true, Master?!" Ao Ling exclaimed in shock.

Being a chef and changing the state of the Dragon Clan seemed to have no connection at all.

"Did you see the madness of those people for gourmet food just now?"

Ao Ling nodded excitedly: "I saw it!"

Those people, each and every one of them, had eaten with such abandonment, feeling the same way she felt when faced with the gourmet dishes made by her master!

They flocked like ducks to water!

Seeing Ao Ling’s emotional fluctuations, Chen Nuo smiled slightly and delivered another strong dose: "Those people, four Quasi-Saints, two Great Luo Golden Immortals."

"Quasi-Saints!"

Ao Ling’s mouth hung open in disbelief. Were those people just now, all Quasi-Saints?

Thinking back to her unreasonable behavior protecting the Crystal Ball, Ao Ling shuddered with a chill.

She, a mere Golden Immortal, had dared to confront Quasi-Saints and had not been slapped to death on the spot—what luck she had.

Before Ao Ling could respond, Chen Nuo continued: "As long as you follow me and diligently learn the culinary arts, when the day comes that you have mastered them, you too will be like this."

"Eating is the most primal desire. If you cannot move them, it’s not because the others have strong willpower, but because your culinary arts have not yet reached perfection."

"To enter the path through cooking, this is the true essence of all my years of learning," coaxed Chen Nuo, gently guiding.

"Think carefully—if you one day attain unparalleled culinary skills, even those with profound cultivation would seek your favor for a taste, wouldn’t that solve the Dragon Clan’s issues as well?"

"Besides, learning cooking won’t delay the progress of your cultivation. Over-cultivating will only lead to diminishing returns."

In order to change his silly disciple’s way of thinking, Chen Nuo had started to speak his mind.

After all, he was not adept at flattery.

Ao Ling furrowed her brows, seriously considering Chen Nuo’s advice. It seemed, indeed, that there was nothing wrong with what the master said!

Being strong was only a solitary feat, but if she could master his cooking skills, she could easily make allies with those stronger than herself.

And thus, the problem of the Dragon Clan could be readily solved.