Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 263: How about, becoming my master’s wife?

Chapter 263: Chapter 263: How about, becoming my master’s wife?

Dishes made from the most ordinary mortal ingredients somehow possessed the power to awaken Acquired Mystical Abilities, and she could not detect any method of concealment.

And many others...

Even Nuwa, strong as a Saint, now lacked absolute confidence in herself, capable of accomplishing what many Saints could not.

This Shopkeeper Chen’s cultivation, even if low, couldn’t be that insignificant!

Or perhaps...

An outlandish thought suddenly surfaced in Nuwa’s mind, wondering if in a fight, she might not even be a match for Shopkeeper Chen!

No, impossible!

Nuwa gently shook her head, casting aside the preposterous thought. How could she possibly not be his match?!

She is a Saint, after all. Who in the entire Primordial World could surpass her teacher?

Even her teacher has said the position of Saint of the Heavenly Tao is a fixed fate that could never change. How could someone be stronger than them?

Taking a deep breath, Nuwa quickly calmed her mind and spirit, certain that this series of absurd events had muddled her thoughts.

Shopkeeper Chen must be a high-ranked Quasi-Saint with some peculiar innate abilities.

Nevertheless, her curiosity about Chen Nuo had now reached an unprecedented level.

She resolved in her heart that one day she would personally visit this Xuan Feng and the mysterious Shopkeeper Chen of Chaos Residence.

After pondering, Nuwa picked up the Flat Peach on the table again, "Take this peach back."

Sun Wukong scratched his head and waved his hand, "If I, Old Sun, have offered it, I have no intention of taking it back. Keep it."

With a flick of her finger, Nuwa sent the Flat Peach back into Sun Wukong’s arms.

"I do not accept gifts from others lightly," Nuwa said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, the corner of Sun Wukong’s mouth twitched. Not accept gifts lightly?

Then spit out the Flat Peach soda you just drank!

Sun Wukong complained inwardly, but after taking a look at Nuwa, he ultimately didn’t dare to voice his thoughts.

A Saint, a Saint... Even if he thought the title somewhat exaggerated, he knew he was not in a position to question it.

No longer declining, with one thought, Sun Wukong accepted the Flat Peach back.

"Our paths have crossed, which is fate. Tell me! What do you want? I will grant you one request." Nuwa said softly to the lively monkey before her clad in plain cloth.

After all, it was from her own Heaven-Mending Stone that he was born, naturally prompting her to feel more magnanimous within.

Moreover, Sun Wukong had introduced her to so many things about the Chaos Residence and even gifted her a cup of Flat Peach soda.

This was a promise from a Saint, and surely the monkey must be overjoyed inside!

Nuwa’s lips curved up unconsciously.

One request, anything? How generous.

Sun Wukong scratched his head and frowned as he pondered.

After a few moments, he suddenly asked, "Can you become my master’s wife?"

Since the opportunity was given, he would not be polite. Sun Wukong was smugly complacent inside.

As a worthy, no, an excellent disciple, one must constantly think of one’s master.

As soon as the words dropped, the whole hall seemed to grow quieter, even the air turned a bit strange.

Xuan Feng was staring at Sun Wukong, astounded, her eyes nearly popping out. Had she just hallucinated?

To have Her Majesty become his master’s wife? How could he dare to say such a thing!

Xuan Feng held her breath, quickly concealed her presence, and carefully edged away, trying to put more distance between herself and Sun Wukong.

She didn’t want to think about anything now, she just had one thing on her mind—when Her Majesty slaps this monkey to death, she better not use too much force and take her along.

Nuwa became completely rigid after Sun Wukong finished those words.

Be, be his master’s wife?!?!

The usually flawless visage was now covered in frost, even the Tao Intent began to condense. Since her birth, no one had dared to speak to her like this!

But the simple-minded Sun Wukong continued to mumble to himself, "I think the two of you are quite a match."

"Look at you, you’re not bad-looking, and my master, he is unparalleled in appearance, unique in the heavens and earth! With a little effort, you should be able to match up."

Sun Wukong shook his head, not too firmly committing with his words, although by human standards, this "Her Majesty" was already incredibly beautiful.

But he couldn’t be certain that would satisfy his master; he had no way of fathoming his master’s profound thoughts.

If he were to be serious, Sun Wukong felt that there was not a single one in the Three Realms who could be compared to his master.

He spoke with such precision!

His master always admonished him to be steady and serious in his actions!

Not bad-looking? Should be able to match up!

The originally oppressive aura around Nuwa came to a halt and then dissipated into thin air, but her heart had shifted from being furiously offended to feeling belittled and embarrassed.

The frost-covered face now had a hint of blush, very faint and thin, not discernible to others.

The hand beneath the table involuntarily crumpled her skirt in frustration, and her breathing became slightly quicker.

Who was she? She was the only female Saint in all creation, Nuwa!

Whether in terms of power or beauty, wasn’t she one of the most eminent beings in the Three Realms? Yet from the monkey’s words, it seemed that she was barely good enough for his master, Shopkeeper Chen.

How could this be possible?!

Nuwa bit her silver teeth secretly; even as a Saint, a woman’s self-confidence in her own conditions was still unabated.

She, Nuwa, was perfect. If she wanted a match, she only need mention it briefly in the Three Realms, and it would cause a great commotion.

Suitors would be as numerous as fish crossing a river. How could she be so unworthy?!

A sense of urgency in her heart, Nuwa blurted out subconsciously, "How could I possibly not be a match?!"

Xuan Feng: "???"

What situation was this?

Xuan Feng was utterly befuddled. What Her Majesty said was not exactly like what she had been thinking; it was completely unrelated.

Was Her Majesty implying that her stunning beauty, capable of outshining the moon, wasn’t enough for all the male immortals in the Immortal Realm? 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Although what Her Majesty said was correct, why did it sound so odd to her ears?

As soon as she spoke, Nuwa realized something was amiss, and the blush on her flawless face deepened. Why had she said something like that?

This wasn’t a question of being a match at all!

Sun Wukong shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, I think you’re absolutely a match for my master."

"It’s just that I can only make a recommendation; if given the chance, I can put in a good word in front of my master, but I can’t decide for him without his permission."

Scratching his head, Sun Wukong chuckled, "No one can fathom my master’s thoughts, but, well, I’ve been his disciple for over a decade, so I can guess a little bit."

"I think you have a chance; after all, by human aesthetic standards, you are the most beautiful I have ever seen."

Having said that, Sun Wukong became serious, giving Nuwa a look of acknowledgment, stroking his chin thoughtfully, and said earnestly, "Don’t they say humans have their cosmetics and powders?"

"If your looks still fall short for my master, then just dress up nicely. Work hard, I’m sure you can do it!" Sun Wukong raised his thumb with an encouraging gesture after clenching his fist.