Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 221: Nuwa Who Disdains Everything

""Dear guest, here is your dish," Chen Nuo said, using his mana to deliver the Flying Dragon Soup.

"Thank you!"

Xuan Feng carefully packed away the Peach Blossom Brew and reverently accepted it with both hands. She wouldn’t dare to show the slightest disrespect towards Shopkeeper Chen’s cultivation.

Although the food and drink were delicious, she was indeed frightened by Shopkeeper Chen!

As Xuan Feng’s order was considered a takeaway, Chen Nuo didn’t use a large soup bowl but instead opted for a nifty packaging.

Employing her mana in her eyes, Xuan Feng peeked through the transparent lid and could clearly see the steaming vapors of the succulent Flying Dragon Soup within.

It was exactly the same dish she cherished, unique and certain to be adored by the Goddess!

Stunning City Palace.

One after another, the maidservants carried dishes respectfully, laying out freshly prepared delicacies on exquisite plates, all facing towards the center.

Sitting aloft on the high seat, lay a woman in palace attire, with incomparable beauty at every turn, her captivating face outshining even the most stunning city, her sanctity mingled with a hint of innate demon charm.

Despite being the epitome of allure, her indifferent gaze which dismissed everything could make everyone keep their distance with respect.

This flawlessly perfect woman was none other than the Mother of the Human Race, the Saint of the Demon Clan, the solitary female Saint, Goddess Nuwa.

Goddess Nuwa reclined slightly, resting her cheek on her hand, and her originally dignified posture now carried a hint of laziness.

As she inspected the dishes placed before her, her eyebrows furrowed. With a light wave of her hand, the maidservant, who was already bowing low with the dish, bowed even lower.

Shrinking back, she hastily retreated with her plate, not daring to linger a moment longer.

Then, one by one... not a single person could stand before Goddess Nuwa for more than two seconds.

With difficulty, the maids exchanged glances, silently thinking that the Goddess again had no appetite today.

Shaking their heads and sighing resignedly, not a single maid remained as they withdrew in unison. This had happened countless times before, and they were already accustomed to it.

Saints have no desire for food, yet the daily formalities in the Stunning City Palace had to be carried out with utmost precision.

After all, it was expected that the Goddess would not eat, but should there be a day when she would wish to dine and they had failed to prepare, it would be a dereliction of duty!

Therefore, as long as the Goddess was not in closed-door cultivation, such preparations were made daily in the Stunning City Palace.

In the grand hall, Goddess Nuwa was alone, giving a deep sigh, her eyes betraying an indescribable expression. She hadn’t always been this way.

When she first emerged, she quite enjoyed eating, her brother Fuxi was born before her and understood many things, including knowledge of culinary arts, and from time to time, he would even prepare a meal for her.

But after experiencing much, her brother had already gone through reincarnation, and she had become an exalted Saint.

Time brought great changes, and for some reason, her pursuit for the pleasures of taste gradually waned to almost nothing.

Now, she might indulge in a small bite of something she believed to be reasonable every century or millennium, but that was all.

After all, she was a Saint, and Saints are heartless, not troubled by any other concerns.

Goddess Nuwa pushed herself up and resumed her dignified position on the throne, her gaze once again becoming indifferent.

An air of supremacy naturally emerged around her.

Food, after all, was merely dispensable.

Having received the Flying Dragon Soup, and since it was a broth, Xuan Feng was afraid it would cool down, so she traveled at full speed towards the Stunning City Palace.

Though she lacked the extreme speed of Kunpeng, she was still among the fastest.

With little time to spare, Xuan Feng swiftly arrived at the Stunning City Palace and made her way inside with familiarity.

A mere immortal of ordinary clans, if trespassing without notice, would be ground into dust by the great formation.

But as the mount of a Saint, Xuan Feng knew the intricacies of the formation too well, heading straight for Goddess Nuwa’s main palace hall.

Seeing the maids carrying plates of dishes out in large numbers,

Xuan Feng quickly approached, stopping one to ask, "Has the Goddess eaten anything today?"

The maid shook her head and said somewhat helplessly, "No."

Although Xuan Feng had anticipated the outcome, after all, it was far more likely for the Goddess not to eat than to indulge.

But when she received the definite answer, there was still some unease in Xuan Feng’s heart.

After all, not eating signified a complete lack of appetite, and the Goddess wouldn’t touch even the dishes of Chaos Residence, no matter how confident they were about their cuisine, she was helpless!

The will of a Saint was not something she could change by force.

Taking a deep breath, Xuan Feng’s gaze gradually became resolute; success or failure would be determined in this moment!

She stepped into the grand hall.

Looking at that stunningly beautiful figure, yet so high above everyone else, Xuan Feng’s heart suddenly thumped, her body turning slightly cold.

This is bad, it seems that the Goddess is not in a good mood!

Although the Goddess always appeared calm, the aura she radiated from within was different, and now the entire hall was filled with a low pressure.

"Goddess!" Xuan Feng bowed with utmost reverence and respect.

Nuwa nodded slightly, gazing down at Xuan Feng, her lips parting gently, her voice exceedingly pleasant to the ear, capable of touching one’s soul instantaneously.

But the vast Tao Intent that accompanied her words forced one to keep their nerves taut.

"Why have you returned so soon this time?"

When had Xuan Feng ever returned quickly when given permission to go out? Wouldn’t she play for months until the time limit, before reluctantly coming back?

Xuan Feng dared not delay and quickly bowed again, "Goddess, I have found a Divine Object, so I have come to present it to you."

A Divine Object?

Nuwa frowned slightly. The Primordial World had been split into the Three Realms, what Divine Object could possibly still exist?

Any object of power, hadn’t they all been claimed by their famous owners?

Yet Xuan Feng’s demeanor did not seem deceptive; could it be that she indeed discovered something extraordinary?

A flicker of interest passed through Nuwa’s indifferent eyes.

"What is it?"

"To answer the Goddess, it’s these!" Xuan Feng brought out the sealed Flying Dragon Soup and Peach Blossom Brew, carefully holding them as she stepped forward.

"Goddess, this is called Flying Dragon Soup; the meat is particularly tender and the soup is exceedingly flavorful, the way is simply divine!"

"And this here is Peach Blossom Brew; this liquor has a sweet and refreshing taste, truly a rare delicacy! Moreover, it contains Peach Blossom Petals from a nine-thousand-year-old Flat Peach, with a faint effect of the Flat Peach itself!"

"It can be called a Peerless Divine Object among gourmet foods!"

Xuan Feng did her best to describe the culinary delights of Shopkeeper Chen; after all, the more appealing the descriptions, the more likely the Goddess would consider tasting them!

The biggest problem now was not whether the Goddess would like it, but how to get her to take the first bite.

However, compared to Sun Wukong and Tian Peng, Xuan Feng’s expressive skills were far inferior.

Before the so-called Peerless Divine Object of the meal, the flicker of interest that Nuwa had just shown vanished once again.

What delicacies hadn’t she tasted?

Flying Dragon Soup...

She didn’t even deign to eat dragons, only the liquor was somewhat unexpected,

being able to incorporate Peach Blossom Petals from a nine-thousand-year-old Flat Peach, but that was it.

Let alone petals, she could easily have a nine-thousand-year-old Flat Peach anytime she desired.

Moreover, now that she was a Saint, Flat Peaches held no benefit for her.

She had thought it was something else.

"Then you eat it," Nuwa said indifferently.

Perhaps Xuan Feng thought it delicious and brought it back for her out of consideration, and although Nuwa didn’t fancy it, such thoughtfulness was precious and rare.