Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 88: Charges, Tears of the Heavenly Eye

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Charges, Tears of the Heavenly Eye

Probing someone’s level of cultivation is inherently disrespectful, let alone doing it to a benefactor and senior?

"The charging standard is ten percent of mana, right?" Yang Jian mentioned to himself. Before going into closed-door cultivation, he had heard his sister mention it once and committed it to memory.

Yang Chan rolled her eyes and said, "When did I tell you that was the charging standard? That’s my rule!"

Then she briefly explained the charging rules.

Originally, when he heard that Xiaotian Dog had also visited this place and that the charging standard was a Golden Immortal Magical Treasure, Yang Jian felt a bit amused.

But then he thought, what if his own charges were even higher?

It’d be fine even if it were the same as Xiaotian Dog’s.

With a silent prayer for himself, Yang Jian took the lead and walked in.

"Roc, when do you think we’ll be able to master a second Divine Skill?" After finishing his work, Bull Demon King laid on the table idly.

Like the Tian Peng brothers, who have already awakened three Divine Skills, they only have one so far. Ah, he envied them.

"We haven’t returned for so long, my wife won’t think that I, Old Bull, have gone off to fool around, will she?"

Roc Demon King laughed heartily, slapping the table. "I can’t believe you’re such a Bull."

"What were you saying when you married my sister-in-law? She listens to everything you say. But now look, you haven’t done much, and you’re already scared."

Bull Demon King glared at Roc Demon King and said, "What do you know? This is what a family-oriented good man does!"

"Once I, Old Bull, acquire a second Divine Skill, I’ll definitely bring my wife over to taste these delicious foods from all over the world."

Upon hearing this, Roc Demon King’s eyes gleamed as he teased, "Niu, are you sure you’re not just bringing sister-in-law over to help you with the work?"

Just as he finished speaking, Roc Demon King burst into laughter.

Speaking of which, it had been a long time since he had returned to the Demon Master Palace. His father must be worried, right?

As Roc Demon King tilted his head back, he suddenly saw a figure walking in.

It startled Roc Demon King, and he quickly sat up straight and turned his head.

"Yang... Yang Jian!" Roc Demon King exclaimed in surprise.

Bull Demon King also quickly looked up, and upon seeing who it was, his pupils contracted, and he tensed up.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing here!" Bull Demon King said in a low voice.

Yang Jian had become a Daluo Golden Immortal ten years ago, and with his defeat of Lingji, his fame soared.

Because of his upright and unyielding nature, and his attitude of loathing demons, he was listed as one of the most dangerous Immortals for the Demon Clan.

"This is the benefactor’s restaurant. Why can’t I come?" Yang Jian replied calmly, showing no intention of starting a fight.

He knew there was a time and place for combat, and since these two were in the shop, they must’ve been allowed by the benefactor.

Indeed, Bull Demon thought, shrugged, and retracted his aura. Even if Saints have visited, what’s the big deal with Yang Jian?

A visitor is a guest, as Shopkeeper Chen has said.

After all, Shopkeeper Chen is unfathomable. Probably anyone who tries to cause trouble would have to stay in line. For them, this is the safest place, bar none.

Didn’t you see how even the owner has tremendous respect for Shopkeeper Chen?

"What would you like to eat?" Bull Demon King stood up, picked up the menu from the table, and handed it to Yang Jian.

Only then did Yang Jian notice that Bull Demon King was dressed like a servant. Is this... a waiter?!

Even the hired help at the benefactor’s place is a Great Demon King?

Surely, Divine Skills are vast!

Yang Jian, filled with gratitude, had even more respect.

Taking the menu, he immediately saw beef noodles listed. It had been a full ten years since he last savored this unparalleled delicacy.

"I’ll take the beef noodles."

No sooner had he spoken than Yang Chan, who had always followed behind Yang Jian, spoke up, "Brother, you’ve already awakened a Divine Skill from eating beef noodles, so there’s no chance of awakening another by eating them again. You have to try something different."

"Awakening Divine Skills?!"

Bull Demon King exclaimed, "Yang Jian, have you eaten here before?"

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "It was my sister who brought it to me ten years ago. Thanks to that bowl of beef noodles, I was able to break through to become a Daluo Golden Immortal and awakened a new Divine Skill."

A demon and an immortal ought to start fighting upon meeting, yet Yang Jian didn’t feel the usual disgust he had when facing members of the Demon Clan. Perhaps it’s because the predecessor’s shop itself had the ability to calm and soothe people’s hearts.

"No way!" Bull Demon King’s eyes widened in disbelief. Could this food actually significantly aid in breaking through one’s cultivation realm?

"Of course, I never lie."

Listening to Yang Jian’s words, Bull Demon King was still somewhat stunned.

So, the matter of Yang Jian breaking through to become a Daluo Golden Immortal and killing Lingji mainly comes down to Shopkeeper Chen’s doing?

Shopkeeper Chen rocks!

One bowl of noodles just broke the balance between Taiyi Golden Immortals and Daluo Golden Immortals.

This kind of thing can only be achieved by someone like Huang Zhongli, one of the Innate Ten Great Spiritual Roots, right?

Bull Demon King thought to himself.

That’s because he doesn’t know about the grade of Yang Jian’s Daluo blossoming. Otherwise, he would have been utterly dumbfounded.

Yang Jian lowered his head to look at the menu and, upon seeing the first dish name, pointed with interest and said, "Then give me this egg fried rice."

Having said that, he passed the menu to Yang Chan. Yang Chan shook her head, her eyes sparkling with eagerness as she said, "I’ll have the Crispy Fried Chicken then."

Last time, that stinky dog drooled over it and didn’t share even a piece with her, which was truly a wasted act of kindness for bringing it along.

She approached the Crystal Ball with practiced ease and infused it with one-tenth of her mana.

As Yang Chan had already made it very clear in advance, Yang Jian also stepped forward naturally, but when he received the feedback from the ball, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Brother? What’s wrong?" Seeing that Yang Jian hadn’t moved, Yang Chan asked with concern.

Could it be that her brother’s fee was super expensive?

"It’s actually asking for a tear from the Heavenly Eye," said Yang Jian, looking rather dumbstruck.

"What?!" Yang Chan was just as baffled. Was that even possible?

A look of helplessness appeared on Yang Jian’s face, "But how can I cry?"

It’s not just about the fact that the Heavenly Eye can’t produce tears, even if it could, it would require an emotional buildup.

Bull Demon King frowned and pondered for a moment before suggesting, "Since you can’t cry normally, Yang Jian, why not try thinking of something happy? There’s a saying called ’cries of joy,’ right?"

As the mount of a Saint, Bull Demon King considered himself well-versed in culture.

Yang Jian nodded. It wasn’t a bad idea.

So, he began to think of happy things.

Ascending to Daluo Golden Immortal, reuniting with his mother—Yang Jian’s thoughts were primarily focused on his mother’s revival,

Finally, this iron-blooded man cried under such shameful circumstances, but when Yang Jian reached to touch his face, he was utterly dismayed.

He had cried indeed, yet not a single tear had fallen from his Heavenly Eye—how difficult could it be?!

This is embarrassing!

"Or, punch the Heavenly Eye?" suggested Bull Demon King, offering another piece of advice.

In the past, because he disobeyed Bixiao’s wishes, he got punched until he had a black eye and indeed, the pain made him cry. It wasn’t that he wanted to cry; tears just came out on their own.

Yes, Yang Jian thought, nodding in his mind and casting a grateful look toward Bull Demon King. How had he not thought of that?

Taking a deep breath and steeling his heart, he threw a punch at his own Heavenly Eye.