Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 372 Journey to the West Edition: Battle of Wits with a Group of Confucians

Chapter 372: Chapter 372 Journey to the West Edition: Battle of Wits with a Group of Confucians

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed through Master Zhenyuan’s mind, and he almost started applauding his own cleverness, but luckily, he still had some sense and forcefully bit his lower lip to hold himself back.

Yes, that must be it—the dish must look the same both inside and out, but Chef Wukong surely would tell those from Buddhism that the dish was actually different.

Chef Wukong had always been an overbearing character; such a scheme was definitely within his means.

Thinking of this, Master Zhenyuan couldn’t help but laugh softly again.

Sun Wukong’s trick was indeed too mischievous. If those Buddhists knew they were eating meat dishes, the expressions on those baldy’s faces would be priceless.

Yang Jian looked at Master Zhenyuan as if he was looking at a crazy person, his expressions alternating between confusion and amusement, obviously not brooding over anything good.

Fairies, carrying trays, went from one Immortal Official and disciple of Buddhism to another, then gathered up the trays and left the banquet.

In normal times, some lecherous Immortal Officials would definitely take a second look at the fairies, but this time, their eyes were all fixed on the small cups placed before them by the fairies.

There was no helping it—though beauty could serve as a feast for the eyes, it could only go so far. In the face of real cuisine, that which could be eaten always felt more real than that which could be seen.

Finally, Sun Wukong made his way to the great hall. An Immortal Official who saw Sun Wukong immediately asked, "Chef Wukong, what is the name of this dish?"

"This dish is magnificent. The one I made is a Treasure Level culinary creation. My master can make an even more amazing version of this dish—his is Special Grade," Sun Wukong did not answer the Immortal Official right away but started with a different topic instead.

The Immortal Official looked surprised. "A Treasure Level culinary creation, and your master’s is even more amazing?"

"Yes," Sun Wukong nodded proudly. "But my master does not just cook this dish for anyone, and besides, had it not been for today’s occasion, you all might never have had the chance to taste it in your lifetimes."

Although Wukong’s comment sounded conceited, it wasn’t an exaggeration. Indeed, as he said, Chen Nuo’s cooking was sought after and even Nuwa and the Jade Emperor found it hard to come by,

let alone Immortal Officials of their calibre, which made them cherish the dish in front of them even more.

"Then, Chef Wukong, you still haven’t told us the name of the dish," someone persisted, wanting to get to the bottom of it, and before Sun Wukong could reply, they asked again.

Sun Wukong, growing frustrated with the questioning, retorted sharply, "I have my reasons for not saying. Do you all need to keep asking?"

The rebuked Immortal Official felt embarrassed in front of everyone, but then thought better of it—this was Sun Wukong, not someone else. What did he care about losing face? Besides, if it really came down to fighting, no one present could beat him.

Master Zhenyuan, who harbored secret knowledge, failed to understand Wukong’s reaction. Why wouldn’t Sun Wukong reveal the name of the dish?

Could it be that he was too embarrassed to recite the name of the dish in public and also didn’t want to contradict his master, so he had to bypass the naming ceremony in this manner?

If that were the case, Master Zhenyuan could somewhat understand, after all, his master was someone who disregarded the bigger picture and was also somewhat arrogant, pushing his disciple into the limelight for his own selfish desires.

Such a master was unheard of and unseen before. No, he had already witnessed it...

"Wait a moment."

As someone from Buddhism was about to lift the lid of a small cup, Sun Wukong immediately called out to him, "You can’t eat it."

Thinking he was the only one being singled out, the Buddhist disciple felt wronged, "Why? Did I offend Chef Wukong in some way?"

"No," replied Sun Wukong.

"Then why..."

"This dish is a meat dish," Sun Wukong replied.

The Buddhists, who had previously been mocking, were shocked on hearing this, "Meat dish?!"

"Right," Sun Wukong nodded.

Someone from the Buddhist side became angry, "Are you joking with us? Why would you serve a meat dish to us?"

"Not for anything particular," Sun Wukong, annoyed by the loudness of the person, said, "Why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Hey, you unruly monkey!" The person got infuriated, slammed the table, and stood up, "We from Buddhism eat vegetarian, and you’ve served us a meat dish and you blame me for shouting? Why don’t you consider what you were doing when you made it!"

"Well, I didn’t ask you to eat it anyway," Sun Wukong snapped back, baring his teeth.

The Buddhist disciple was stumped for a moment, but since he had already started arguing, he wasn’t afraid to escalate further, "If you don’t want us to eat it, why serve it at all? Showing off your skills now, are you?"

"Right, I am good at cooking, what’s it to you?" Sun Wukong, seeing that the man was intentionally causing trouble, didn’t plan to speak nicely.

Sun Wukong really was good at cooking, a fact known to all. The Buddhist disciple, startled by this, didn’t know what to say. He wanted to leave in a huff but was held back by his companions, so he could only snort and sit down, staying silent.

On the other hand, the Immortal Official also found it hard to watch and said to Sun Wukong, "Chef Wukong, this isn’t right. The dish is a meat dish, they can’t eat it, so why serve a meat dish to the Buddhists?"

Sun Wukong smiled at the Immortal Official, his eyes betraying no anger or joy, "I’ll tell you why."

The Immortal Official, feeling a bit intimidated by Sun Wukong, politely responded, "Please, Chef Wukong, do tell."

"Look, this dish is of Treasure Level!" Sun Wukong pointed at the dish with exaggerated excitement.

The Immortal Official was confused, "It’s of Treasure Level, so what?"

"Treasure Level isn’t enough to make a point?"

"What point?" The Immortal Official was baffled by Sun Wukong’s remarks, "But the Buddhists don’t eat meat. It doesn’t matter that it’s a Treasure Level dish or even if it was made by your master, if Buddhists can’t eat meat, they won’t eat it even if it’s placed in front of them."

"Right," Sun Wukong answered with a smile, "but I never said I wanted them to eat it."

The issue went round and round, only to return to the starting point.

"Since they can’t eat it, why on earth would you serve it to them?"

"I didn’t plan on them eating it. However, I thought that such a fine dish shouldn’t go unseen by them. Otherwise, they might never see such a dish in their lifetime. Moreover, the rarity of this dish surpasses that of all previous dishes combined. If the Immortals have it and the Buddhists don’t, wouldn’t that be me, old Sun, showing partiality?"

Sun Wukong’s words were sincere, and his expression was a stark departure from his usual arrogance, which truly made the Immortals feel that Sun Wukong was considering the Buddhists’ feelings, and they started to agree with what Sun Wukong said.

"Ah, Chef Wukong was actually thinking like that, so we were being narrow-minded," they said.

"Right, someone earlier even had a debt-collecting expression; isn’t that misinterpreting Chef Wukong’s kindness as malice?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Exactly, Chef Wukong took the effort to make the dish, and we were about to chastise him. According to their own rules, how would the Buddhists phrase it? Truly a sin, a sin indeed."

The Immortal Officials chimed in one after another, effectively silencing the Buddhists. Even though they still felt something was off, they could only swallow their words like broken teeth.