Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 259: Bold Rogue

A frown creased Sun Wukong’s brow, suspicion taking root in his heart. Why did everything seem increasingly amiss?

What was that thing in the goddess’s hands that looked so familiar?

With intense focus, Sun Wukong peered closely and noticed two large characters on the cover of the booklet.

His eyes widened, and he couldn’t help but blurt out.

"Ha! You scoundrel! How dare you steal my master’s recipe book!!"

No sooner had these words been uttered than the atmosphere in the grand hall turned eerily peculiar.

Xuan Feng’s mouth hung open, staring dumbfounded at Sun Wukong. How could this monkey be so bold?

She had warned countless times not to offend the goddess, and yet, with his first words, he struck her with a whammy.

You scoundrel...

To describe a saint in such terms, this monkey could probably be hailed as the first in the Three Realms!

Moreover, he dared to look directly at the goddess—it was outrageously bold!

Is a saint’s visage something to be gazed upon?

Xuan Feng couldn’t help but bow even lower, nearly prostrating on the ground, all breath withheld, terrified that Nuwa’s anger might involve her.

She was already simulating in her mind how to apologize after Sun Wukong met his doom, hoping to get Chen Nuo to agree to let her continue dining at the Chaos Residence.

Nuwa’s hand, holding the recipe book, paused abruptly. This scoundrel...

Her demeanor darkened instantly, her aura turning icy. Apart from King Zhou, who was maddened by lust during the Divine Enthronement calamity, she had never been addressed with such impudence.

She glanced coldly at Sun Wukong, her eyebrows arching slightly.

Indeed, with just a look, she could confirm that the monkey before her was the very Intelligent Stone Monkey born from the Heaven-Mending Stone.

"Why would you take my master’s recipe book!" Not intimidated by the shift in the atmosphere, Sun Wukong was far more terrified by the dreadful pressure emanating from Chen Nuo when he was angry.

"Stealing?" Nuwa spoke calmly, "It was fetched openly and honestly by Feng’er at my request, how can you say it was stolen?"

At these words, Xuan Feng nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, the goddess wanted to order from the recipe book in the future, so she had me ask Shopkeeper Chen for a copy," Xuan Feng hastily replied.

At the same time, she prayed fervently that this monkey would not keep pushing his luck.

"So that’s how it is!" Sun Wukong chuckled, scratching his head, "Sorry about that, I misunderstood you just now!"

If it was given by the master, then it was alright.

Nuwa didn’t respond immediately, but the air pressure slowly receded; indeed, this monkey had a bit of genuine character.

This also allowed the anxious Xuan Feng to breathe a quiet sigh of relief. After a moment of thought, Nuwa inquired, "Are you Shopkeeper Chen’s disciple?"

Chest puffed out, head held high, Sun Wukong responded with pride, "That’s right!"

"Studied for ten years?"

"Absolutely!"

"Weren’t you supposed to be seeking Bodhi of the Three Star Cave on Mount Fangcun to become your master? How did you end up becoming Shopkeeper Chen’s disciple instead?"

Nuwa posed the question that Buddhism as a whole was curious about.

"Bodhi?" Sun Wukong’s eyes bulged as he thought hard, eventually recalling with a hazy memory.

"Are you talking about that Bodhi from Mount Fangcun? How did you know?" Sun Wukong surveyed Nuwa with a suspicious look.

"I am a saint; of course, I know," Nuwa explained calmly.

Saint, always the saint! Sun Wukong sneered internally. What exactly was a saint? They seemed all-knowing and all-powerful!

Internally scoffing, he didn’t dwell on it further.

Sun Wukong shook his head, "Yeah, I did think about seeking him as my master, but he didn’t accept me."

"I waited quite a while, but no one paid any attention to me, and then I suddenly smelled a delicious aroma. I rushed here to find a teacher, and I hadn’t eaten at all, so I followed the scent."

"Just like that, by a stroke of luck, I entered Chaos Residence and became a disciple of my master!" Sun Wukong said with a face full of gratitude.

If it hadn’t been for the master cooking at the time, I wouldn’t be where I am today!

"And that Three Star Cave disappeared later on!"

Sun Wukong added another sentence, feeling emotional in his heart, thankful that he hadn’t become a disciple of Three Star Cave. That cave abode had vanished; it was obviously a fraud!

Nuwa’s slender body trembled slightly, her peerless jade-like face tightened its lips, appearing to be pondering something.

How could Buddhism, having spent a great price to acquire the ownership of the Intelligent Stone Monkey from her, not take it in or nurture it?

She didn’t need to guess; it was clear that Buddhism wanted to test the monkey’s temperament, and that’s why they did it.

It was a pity that the play went too far, truly amusing.

To coexist with Three Star Cave on the same mountain for ten years and remain undetected by Buddhism.

To think that the presiding Shan Shi of Three Star Cave was none other than Zhunti, a fellow Saint just like her.

This kind of skill was truly extraordinary.

Seeing that Nuwa stayed silent and did not respond, Sun Wukong scratched his head and hopped forward.

This scene caught Xuan Feng’s eye and almost scared her to death; her heart was about to jump out.

However, Sun Wukong didn’t care about that much, reached out for her neck, and glanced at the recipe book in Nuwa’s hand that hadn’t been closed.

He chuckled and said, "How is it? The dishes made by my master look good, right?"

Nuwa didn’t get angry at Sun Wukong’s impoliteness but rather found it quite novel.

Without speaking, she just nodded. The drawings were more than good; they were a spitting image, vividly lifelike.

If she could match the images of Flying Dragon Soup and Crispy Fried Chicken, then the rest couldn’t be fake either. After a little thought, she longed for them!

That must be what little Feng’er meant by wanting to understand more about Chaos Residence!

Thinking to himself, Sun Wukong cheerfully said, "Just looking at it won’t give you a clear judgment. I’m good at this... let me read it out to you!"

Xuan Feng gently touched her forehead, barely able to watch. She wondered if this monkey might get slapped to death by Her Majesty!

Even though she had followed Her Majesty for so long, she wouldn’t dare to behave like this!

Xuan Feng was terrified, but Sun Wukong didn’t mind at all.

He continued to speak confidently: "I, Old Sun, have been eating my master’s cooking for the past ten years, I’m rich in experience. I can discuss each dish on this menu with clear reasoning and structure!"

Nuwa turned her head to see Sun Wukong patting his chest and swearing confidently, and she couldn’t help but find it somewhat amusing.

Her rosy lips parted slightly: "All right, that’s great. I do want to know more."

These last few days, deciding what to eat had indeed become her biggest dilemma.

Her slender jade hand passed the recipe book to the eager Sun Wukong, who promptly took it, spread it open on the table, and flipped to the first page.

Pointing to the top left corner, he said: "Then I’ll start from the beginning!"

"First up, egg fried rice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of nostalgia appeared on Sun Wukong’s face.

"This was the first dish I ate from my master. The key to making egg fried rice is in how to separate the rice grains and how to evenly coat each grain with egg."

"It’s crucial to take it off the stove at just the right moment to maximize the aroma!"

Sun Wukong went into detail, describing the unique features and flavors of each dish.

The scene Xuan Feng anticipated, where Nuwa would become angry, didn’t happen. Instead, Nuwa leaned her chin on her hand, looking intrigued.

Not just Nuwa, even Xuan Feng listened intently.

Especially when she heard about the Peach Blossom Porridge she’d ordered, she couldn’t help moving closer to the edge of the table, eager to hear more clearly.