Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 267 Wukong is Back

However, he had underestimated his own culinary skills. In the Primordial World of the Three Realms, cultivation had always been mainstream.

The pursuit of food was overly simplistic, and some delicacies were nothing more than for show.

With Sun Wukong following Chen Nuo’s arduous cultivation of culinary arts for ten years, although he was still far behind Chen Nuo, he was far ahead compared to the culinary development in the Three Realms.

Such culinary skills naturally made those gods and immortals who had not been worldly flock like ducks to water; it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance but difficult to return, and this was the epitome of the gods in the Heavenly Court.

Having grown accustomed to the ultimate enjoyment of Sun Wukong’s dishes, who would then go back to savor the modest cooking talents of the God of Cookery and the Kitchen God?

Unless, of course, their skills also rose to the same height.

"Wu, Chef Wukong!" Suddenly, one of the immortals turned his head and saw Sun Wukong’s arrival, couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

Chef Wukong?!

The deities were startled and hurriedly turned around to look.

Upon seeing Sun Wukong, their faces immediately showed ecstatic joy, and they swarmed around him in droves, crowding around him.

"Chef Wukong, you’re finally back! I have been missing you... and your dishes so much that I’ve lost my appetite for tea and rice!"

"Chef Wukong, you have to make me a serving of Mapo Tofu today; I’m about to drool to death over it."

"Jingmuqian, just look at you and your lack of ambition!" Jiaomujiao, one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations, couldn’t help but tease when he saw this.

He then stuck out two fingers and declared with great boldness, "I’ll have two servings!"

The immortals, with everyone chattering away, were undoubtedly expressing their longing for Sun Wukong’s dishes and placing their orders.

Most of those who had come here were of the Taiyi realm or below; Great Luo and Quasi-Saints were powerful beings, with their own pride, and had not come here.

However, the positions of the gods came with dependencies, and although they hadn’t come in person, the lower-ranking officials had mostly arrived.

Seeing such an enthusiastic congregation of gods, Sun Wukong felt not only helpless but also moved in his heart.

As a chef, having his dishes recognized by more people was an honor in itself.

Clearing his throat slightly, with a somewhat apologetic expression on his face, Sun Wukong said loudly, "My apologies, my dears, Old Sun had some matters to deal with and had to leave for a few days."

"Chef Wukong is joking, who doesn’t have things to do? That’s the norm for a deity; we understand!"

"That’s right, that’s right!"

The gods echoed one after another, each with a smile of friendly flattery on their face, as if they had not been the ones condemning the Food God and Stove God just moments ago.

"Old Sun will head to the Imperial Kitchen now and cook for you all!"

"Whatever you want to eat, just order it!"

With a grand wave of his hand, Sun Wukong had a majestic air about him; other things he might not be sure of, but wasn’t he masterful when it came to cooking?

The immortals’ faces lit up with smiles.

"That would be wonderful!!"

"We have been on edge! Chef Wukong, your dishes are so good that not eating them for a day makes us restless!"

They had been waiting here for so long, and wasn’t this the moment they were waiting for?

No sooner had he spoken than they eagerly made way for Sun Wukong towards the kitchen’s main entrance.

Sun Wukong strode forward into the interior.

After a few steps, seeing the crowd still piling up, Sun Wukong turned his head and looked around, "My dears, could you line up? That would make it easier for Old Sun to cook for you all!"

"Alrighty!" The gods nodded repeatedly.

Then they began jostling for position, both openly and covertly.

"I am sent by Gouchen the Great; I should be first!"

"And I’m the emissary of Emperor Qinghua!"

Everyone wanted to be at the front of the line because, with so many people, who knew how long the last ones would have to wait!

Ignoring how the gods were queuing, Sun Wukong pushed open the massive doors and entered; the Two Deities who were blocking the entrance were suddenly pushed to the ground.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! Chef Wukong must be coming back soon!"

"When he comes back, he’ll surely start cooking!"

The Kitchen God and the God of Cookery clutched their heads and closed their eyes, wailing in a manner that was both pitiful and comical.

Sun Wukong’s face flashed with a hint of helplessness as he closed the door.

"Get up, it’s me!"

The familiar words reached their ears, sending a jolt through the two deities.

Seeing that it was Sun Wukong who had come, joyful expressions instantly bloomed on their bruised faces as they quickly scrambled to their feet and went over to him.

"Chef Wukong! You’re finally back!"

"If you were even a day or two later, we would’ve been done for!" The Kitchen God lamented his suffering with a doleful voice, full of grievances.

The God of Cookery also nodded in agreement: "Indeed."

They had thought it wasn’t a big deal, but the dishes they made turned out to be rejected by everyone, leading to dissatisfaction among the immortals of the Heavenly Court.

Even the Jade Emperor himself had taken the lead in scolding them today. Though he had held back, a kick from him only hurt a little.

But they couldn’t withstand the multitude of immortals following his example—after all, they were merely minor Earth Immortals, not equipped to endure such treatment.

Even with everyone holding back, it was too much to bear when each took their turn.

Exchanging a look, the two deities wore bitter smiles. They were having a hard time!

Seeing the two deities in such a pitiful state, Sun Wukong felt rather guilty, as it was due to an oversight with his own doppelganger that they were suffering. It wasn’t their fault.

With a wave of his hand, Sun Wukong infused a thread of mana into each of the deities.

Following this, the injuries on the two deities began to heal visibly fast, and within moments, the last of their bruises had disappeared from their faces.

Feeling the changes in their bodies, the two deities were beside themselves with excitement, promptly falling to their knees to give thanks.

Sun Wukong shook his head and smiled, saying, "It was my negligence that caused trouble for you. No need to thank me. "

"And now, could you please lend me a hand in the kitchen? We need to get through all the immortals of today."

The two deities nodded: "Yes!"

Sun Wukong headed towards the kitchen, but after a few steps, he stopped.

Turning around, Sun Wukong asked in confusion, "I heard from Mo Lishou that the Jade Emperor came personally today. Where is he?"

He hadn’t seen him while passing through the courtyard of the Imperial Kitchen earlier.

At his words, the expressions of the two deities turned gloomy again: "The Emperor came earlier during the mealtime. Dissatisfied with our food, he punished us and then left. He didn’t stay around."

These junior deities had no way to keep track of the Emperor’s whereabouts.

Just the thought of the Jade Emperor made their recently healed backs throb with pain again.

Understanding the situation, Sun Wukong nodded.

"Then let’s focus on cooking good food!"

He cast a meaningful glance at the Food God and the Stove God behind him and said earnestly, "Watch how I cook and learn to hone your culinary skills so that this doesn’t happen again."

Again?! The thought of their recent misery made the two deities shudder.

"Rest assured, Chef Wukong, we will definitely study our cooking seriously!!!"

At this moment, down in the Lower Realm, at the Guan River Mouth.

"Xiaotian Dog! Why are you so slow? Are you packed yet?"

"We should be leaving!" Yang Chan, dressed in a simple and elegant outfit, stood at Xiaotian Dog’s door, hurrying him along.

Yang Chan’s voice carried annoyance, and her pretty face showed a touch of displeasure. Her brother really had some nerve: no sooner had their mother awoken than he took the Precious Lotus Lantern, leaving her to fetch Xiaotian Dog.

It was infuriating!

Yang Chan knocked on the door again.

"Xiaotian Dog, are you ready or not? How long has it been?"

Inside the room, Xiaotian Dog looked lazily at the door: "Can’t you just wait a bit longer? I’m almost ready!"

With that, Xiaotian Dog went over to a corner of the wall and began digging a hole.