Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 122 The Flat Peach Banquet Begins

Dressing up as a woman, Nezha was no longer very averse to it because it truly was delightful!

Cultivating while wearing women’s clothing, his progress could be described as soaring by leaps and bounds; the cultivation energy he had used up on meals was long since replenished.

However, he still never had the courage to wear it out and show his face.

After all, people’s words are to be feared.

Nezha poured himself another glass of wine.

Speaking of cross-dressing, he couldn’t help but think of the Weaver Girl and wondered if she had discovered the theft of her skirt.

Impossible, impossible!

Nezha hurriedly shook his head, reasoning that if he had been discovered, they would have confronted him by now. As long as he didn’t show any guilt, she would definitely not suspect him.

The Weaver Girl owed him a piece of clothing anyway; he would go and demand it in a few days. Be tough about it, and she would never guess!

Yes, that’s how he’ll do it!

Nezha smiled slightly, privately applauding his own cleverness.

Maitreya Buddha occupied three chair widths all to himself, bubbling with joy, even though he had just eaten the dishes prepared by Mr. Monkey.

But it was precisely because of this that he couldn’t wait any longer. It didn’t matter if he didn’t get any flat peaches; the meal to come was what mattered most.

The more Maitreya Buddha thought about it, the more he couldn’t restrain his excitement.

He must find a way to have this monkey be the head chef at the upcoming Buddhism dharma feast, or else he would pine away, unable to think of tea or rice.

Haotian and the Jade Pool’s attendees arrived last before another long speech came to an end.

With a wave of his hand, he began the part most immortals were looking forward to, the distribution of flat peaches.

The Seven Fairies, dressed in their finest, looking stunningly beautiful, each carried a basket toward the Jade Pool.

The flat peaches were brimming over, glistening with a sheen that showed they had been carefully washed.

The eyes of many immortals suddenly turned red with desire, fixating on the baskets and not looking away.

What grade of flat peach each immortal would receive was predetermined, based on their cultivation level, reputation, background, and contributions.

The Seven Fairies were very accurate in remembering the distribution quotas, not making a single error.

Some immortals didn’t wait for the Seven Fairies to come; upon noticing the fairies’ approach, they got up to greet them.

Those who received the same as last time let out a sigh of relief, while those who got better ones couldn’t contain the joy on their faces.

And those who got less than last time, or none at all, had their faces collapse in an instant.

Maitreya Buddha looked at the three nine-thousand-year-old flat peaches in front of him, and at the envy in the other immortals’ eyes, his expression unflustered.

It turned out to be three.

Maitreya Buddha patted his shriveled belly, thinking that one would have sufficed for him; he didn’t expect such face, to actually be given three.

But no matter, the feast was what counted the most!

"How come it’s only a three-thousand-year one, stingy!" Tian Peng complained with some dissatisfaction, looking at the flat peach he received in his hand.

"Having one to eat is already good," retorted Nezha. He was about to take a bite right there, but as the peach reached his lips, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

With a flip of his hand, he quietly put it away.

Tian Peng had no such reservations, biting off a small half of the peach in one go, his mouth smeared with peach juice, he mumbled, "It’s not blowing my own horn, but with this handsome fellow’s recent battle achievements, how could I not deserve a six-thousand-year-old flat peach?"

A few more bites, his face showing disgust.

This flat peach really wasn’t anything special; compared to the series of flat peaches from Chaos Residence, it was much inferior.

Moreover, the flat peaches from Chaos Residence were nine-thousand-year ones!

This was why to this day, whenever mentioned, it still shook him to his core. There was no helping it, that one time he pushed the door open, the memory was still fresh.

"What achievements, getting thrashed by Mr. Monkey?" Nezha laughed lightly, teasing a bit.

Tian Peng instantly became embarrassed, swallowing the peach in one gulp and with a dry laugh said, "That Mr. Monkey is still your Mr. Monkey." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"I’m exhausted and still wouldn’t be able to beat him."

Just thinking about Mr. Monkey casually mentioning he had awakened ten Divine Skills, he was completely dumbfounded at the time, and each of Mr. Monkey’s Divine Skills was more powerful than the last.

He was very clear about his own abilities, with his defense far surpassing his attack; to Mr. Monkey, he was nothing more than a punching bag.

The Divine Skill Mr. Monkey used back then to break through the defense with sheer brutality still gives him the shivers.

Not to mention he had now awakened three Divine Skills, even if he awakened three more, he probably still wouldn’t be enough to take on Mr. Monkey.

However, luckily Mr. Monkey is easygoing and is indeed a great monkey.

He even shared the secret mantra to awakening Divine Skills with him.

Nezha nodded in agreement, he too had a deep understanding of this monkey’s incredible abilities.

So freakishly strong, he wondered if he would ever have a chance to defeat him with such Divine Skills in the future.

"Is that monkey that strong? Is he a Daluo Golden Immortal?" Yang Jian asked somewhat apprehensively.

And he took back the six-thousand-year Flat Peach he had; he was going to bring it back for Yang Chan to eat.

"What, Mr. Monkey is a Taiyi Golden Immortal." Tian Peng said nonchalantly.

Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Yang Jian was shocked. He had seen Tian Peng’s prowess for himself, and Taiyi Golden Immortals were definitely top-tier among them.

Even with his current status as a Daluo Golden Immortal, it would be tough to beat Tian Peng. If it wasn’t for his newly awakened Divine Skill that could bind space, it was hard to say.

A Taiyi Golden Immortal, who could even make the foul-mouthed Tian Peng submit, definitely wouldn’t be simple.

Many Immortals couldn’t wait to devour the Flat Peaches and absorb their essence, circulating their Cultivation Techniques.

After all, holding onto such items for too long caused some unease in their hearts.

However, Maitreya Buddha, belly protruding, paid no mind to the greedy gazes of some Immortals, utterly unfazed.

With the backing of Buddhism, and his near-Godly cultivation status, these minor characters could only yearn in their hearts.

He hadn’t touched the three Flat Peaches at all. He wanted to save room in his stomach for the dishes made by Mr. Monkey; the Flat Peaches were nothing in comparison.

As opposed to the food anticipations of Tian Peng and Maitreya Buddha, the Three Xiaos had no interest at all, absentmindedly staring at the Flat Peach in front of them.

"What’s wrong with you, eat." Golden Spirit had already finished eating her nine-thousand-year Flat Peach.

However, her urging couldn’t arouse any interest in the Three Xiaos, because compared to the dishes from Chaos Residence, nothing could compete!

While the Immortals had their various thoughts, the banquet finally started serving dishes.

The Immortal Attendants lined up, each holding a dish, proceeding into the hall one by one, but most of the Immortals were too preoccupied with absorbing the essence of the Flat Peaches to care for anything else.

But Maitreya Buddha had already been impatient, not waiting for the Immortal Attendants to lay down the dishes and cheerfully taking them from their hands.

Upon closer look, it was the same vegetarian food he had eaten in the Imperial Kitchen, still meat-free.

Maitreya Buddha frowned, knowing that the Heavenly Court was taking into account his affiliation with Buddhism, aware that Buddhists do not eat meat.

Another Immortal Attendant set down a dish, and sure enough, it was still a vegetarian dish.

Maitreya Buddha’s face fell completely. Although Mr. Monkey’s vegetarian dishes were indeed mouthwatering, a dish without meat lacked soul!

Especially for someone like him who had been a vegetarian all year, tasting the deliciousness of meat for the first time, it was utterly irresistible.

Craining his neck, he peered at the dishes on the Immortal Clans’ tables nearby, which sure enough were meat dishes!

Maitreya Buddha internally wailed, lamenting the unfairness of fate.

Why must Buddhists be confined to vegetarian dishes!

All shy and reticent, Maitreya Buddha at this moment was like a disgruntled young lady, reluctantly picking up the vegetarian dish from the table and taking a half-hearted bite.

Hmm!

The vegetarian dish was truly delicious!