Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 276 Yao Ji Protects the Dog

"This big brother is going straight for the pot and eating with my mouth, let’s see if you’ll touch those ingredients after that," Xiaotian Dog said abusively, shamelessly playing the rascal.

He was willing to harm his enemy by a thousand, even if meant scorching himself by a hundred, and even if it meant being burnt, he could use mana to speed up his recovery.

As for whether Yang Chan’s heart could withstand it, well, that was anybody’s guess!

Thinking this, Xiaotian Dog couldn’t help but lift the corners of his doggy mouth into a supremely punchable smirk. He was a dog, and he was proud of it!

"You!" Yang Chan was so angry she glared, but had no way to deal with Xiaotian Dog.

Indeed, as long as he licked the pot once, she would no longer want to eat. It wasn’t a matter of taste, but psychologically she just couldn’t get past it.

"Give me a straight answer, are you going to serve this big brother some dishes or not?" Xiaotian Dog gloated.

However, Haotian, standing to the side, couldn’t stand it any longer. To bully his niece right in front of him? That took some guts!

Fine!

Don’t even mention a nephew’s dog, even the nephew himself couldn’t bully Yang Chan, his beloved niece.

In comparison to her, what was a nephew anyway?

"You dare?!" Haotian barked coldly, and a dense pressure instantly threatened to crush Xiaotian Dog.

This pressure was directed solely at Xiaotian Dog and had no effect on anyone else.

With a shiver, Xiaotian Dog was silenced, hurriedly wearing a grin: "Not daring, not daring! Your Majesty, please calm your anger, calm your anger!"

He didn’t doubt Haotian’s fury for a second; if he persisted, Haotian might really slap him dead.

But to give up just like that was too much for him to bear—it wasn’t that he couldn’t afford it, but having bought it and then being unable to enjoy it just when it was within reach felt intolerable.

Looking at the bubbling steam of the hot pot, smelling the fragrant aroma of the fully cooked ingredients, and imagining the taste of the food dipped in sauce, it was torture not to eat.

"Alright, alright! Chan’er, just serve Xiaotian his dish. It’s made with his ingredients anyway; it’s not like it’s a big deal," Yao Ji said, moved by compassion as she saw Xiaotian Dog’s utter dejection.

"Mother! You—" Yang Chan’s face turned anxious as she couldn’t help speaking out.

But before Yang Chan could finish, Yao Ji said with a light laugh, "It’s just serving up a dish, it’s not like it’s your portion; it’s not a big deal."

She thought Xiaotian Dog was quite nice; he spoke sweetly and was her son’s dog after all, so it wasn’t necessary to be so harsh.

Upon hearing these words, Xiaotian Dog was ecstatic and quickly ingratiated himself,

"Thank you, madam! True beauty comes from within, and one can tell at just a glance that the madam is a splendid person!"

"Not only is the madam beautiful, but she is also magnanimous. My admiration for you is truly like the endless flow of a vast river!"

Xiaotian Dog was spitting saliva everywhere, using his extremely limited knowledge to suck up in all manner of ways just to indulge in the hot pot delight. Xiaotian Dog was truly giving his all!

Haotian shrugged his shoulders and shook his head helplessly at Yang Chan. Niece, when your mother speaks, even your uncle can’t do anything. You’ll have to look out for yourself.

He always harbored a sense of guilt towards Yao Ji, and just as Yang Jian and Yang Chan didn’t want to go against Yao Ji’s wishes, he also didn’t want to hurt his sister’s feelings any further.

"Fine, I’ll serve you some dishes, but you’re not allowed to stick your face into the hot pot!" With a mother’s command, Yang Chan had no choice but to compromise, pouting as she spoke.

Xiaotian Dog readily agreed, "Got it, got it."

Stretching his neck, he grabbed the plate full of raw lamb slices with his mouth.

"First, let me dip this for this big brother!" Xiaotian Dog cheerfully said.

Although he didn’t mind eating both meat and vegetables, if there was meat available, of course, he would choose meat!

Yang Chan coldly asked, "Spicy or non-spicy?"

Xiaotian Dog looked carefully at the hot pot broth. The white broth looked like it would have a rich flavor, but he felt the taste would definitely be too mild in comparison.

The red broth looked far more flavorful and appetizing.

"Give this big brother the spicy one!" Xiaotian Dog insisted.

May it spice you to death!

Yang Chan grumbled inwardly and, with a new pair of chopsticks, grabbed a few slices of meat and placed them into the boiling, bubbling red broth.

"Just these few slices? That’s bird food. I’m a dog! A dog!"

"Top it off for your boss! Pour it all out!" Xiaotian Dog eyed the situation, glared with discontent, and barked out a complaint.

Chen Nuo, who had already taken his seat back at the counter to watch the show, twitched at the corners of his mouth upon hearing Xiaotian Dog’s words.

Such talk could probably only come from Xiaotian Dog with such gusto in all the Three Realms.

Yang Chan grumbled with a face full of reluctance, "What a pain to serve!"

She reached out to grab the plate from where Xiaotian hadn’t bitten, lifted the whole platter of meat, and dumped it into the spicy side of the hotpot.

"Is it ready now?" Barely two seconds after the meat hit the broth, Xiaotian Dog became impatient, already enticed by the aroma of the meat!

"Ready my ass!" Yang Chan exploded with a curse, utterly exasperated.

This Xiaotian Dog, such a master of messing with people’s minds!

Yang Chan loudly questioned, "Have you ever seen meat cookin’ in one second?"

"If it ain’t ready, it ain’t ready, what are ya yelling for!" complained Xiaotian Dog.

"Chan’er, haven’t I taught you to speak elegantly?" Yao Ji’s eyebrows knitted tightly as she swiftly rebuked, "How could you forget my words so quickly?"

Having said that, Yao Ji cast a veiled glance toward Chen Nuo.

What should he make for dinner tonight, ah, having too many skills is a real problem!

With one hand propping up his chin, Chen Nuo was lost in thought, completely oblivious to what had just transpired.

Seeing that Chen Nuo displayed no reaction, Yao Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully Shopkeeper Chen wasn’t offended!

From the moment she laid eyes on Chen Nuo, she began to scheme; his appearance was flawless, his voice melodious, his cultivation immeasurable, and his cooking skills unparalleled in the world.

This was undoubtedly the perfect choice for her daughter’s husband!

A previous conversation with her daughter upon awakening informed her that her daughter seemed to have someone she fancied.

Hence, visiting Chaos Residence today, she carefully observed her daughter’s behavior towards Shopkeeper Chen, even while hidden within the Precious Lotus Lantern.

While paying the bill, her daughter stole who knows how many glances at Shopkeeper Chen.

So, from that moment on, she was convinced that the man her daughter liked was none other than Shopkeeper Chen!

This was a conclusion she drew from careful observation combined with a woman’s intuition.

Looking at her fiery daughter, Yao Ji couldn’t help but worry about her, this girl is still so crude in front of her crush.

What on earth is she thinking? Definitely will have a serious talk on our way back!

"I got it, I got it!"

Yang Chan pouted and sulked, murmuring, really, why must her mother take things so seriously?

In front of so many people, doesn’t she care about saving face?

"Sis, Chan’er is still young, don’t be so harsh!" Haotian intervened hastily, playing the peacemaker.

The phrase ’still young’ couldn’t feel more dishonest to him.

Yet, compared to his own age, which spanned multiple Great Meetings, she indeed was still very young.

"What do you know?!" Yao Ji’s gaze sharpened, her aura formidable, a stark contrast from her usual gentle demeanor.

"I’m doing this for her own good!"

What do any of you know, meddling blindly, and what if it ruins my daughter’s good chance at marriage?

Haotian didn’t take offense to Yao Ji’s stern questioning.

As much as he had been cold and hard towards her in life, he was now humbly accommodating in her afterlife.

His sister had finally reunited her soul, and he was too relieved to even think about getting upset; how could he bear to trouble her?

The Way of Heaven is emotionless, but all creatures have feelings, and perhaps this is why no one can stand above the Way of Heaven in the Three Realms.

And yet, no one would ever regret it.