Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 67: The Monkey Who Doesn’t Play by the Rules

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: The Monkey Who Doesn’t Play by the Rules

At this moment, the Palace of the Polestar above was somber and majestic.

All the Immortal Clans were looking at this monkey.

"Are you that monkey from Huaguo Mountain?" Haotian scrutinized Sun Wukong up and down, then asked indifferently.

"Of course."

He had never seen anything in the Heavenly Court, and was extremely curious, looking around left and right.

"How audacious! To see His Majesty and not perform the kneeling salute!" among the Immortal Officials, Li Jing spoke out in reproach.

Now, at the sight of this monkey, he could hardly contain his urge to kill it.

Sun Wukong’s eyebrows furrowed. His master once warned him, aside from parents and teachers, not to kneel lightly, for then his bones would also weaken.

He, Sun Wukong, had no parents, only a master, and he would only kneel to his master—you wishful commoners, don’t even think about it!

With a cold laugh, he said, "A defeated underling dares to speak such wild words!"

"You!" Li Jing’s face quivered with anger, and stepping forward, he said, "Your Majesty, this creature shows no respect for the law, its vile nature unamended. Without instruction, it will surely become a scourge!"

Sun Wukong said nothing but watched Haotian with the amusement of watching a play; he really wanted to see what this so-called Jade Emperor would do.

"Born in the wilderness, unbridled and ignorant of etiquette, let’s forgive him this time," Haotian said calmly, not showing the slightest anger at Sun Wukong’s disrespect, simply waved his hand to dismiss Li Jing.

Such petty reprisals—how could Haotian not be aware of them?

Then, looking at Sun Wukong again, he said, "Although you are ignorant of proper conduct, you must learn it soon."

"I got it," Sun Wukong casually agreed as he followed.

Getting a response, Haotian looked around at the Immortals in the great hall and said, "What positions are still vacant in the Heavenly Court now?"

The Wuqu Star Lord stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, all departments within the Heavenly Court have people in charge; only the Imperial Stable lacks a Horse Master."

"Monkey, I appoint you as Horse Master, how about that?"

Horse Master?

Sun Wukong frowned and waved his hand, saying, "Not suitable, not suitable!"

Not playing by the rules!

Haotian was stunned; according to what he thought, this monkey had never seen the splendors of the Heavenly Court and was like a country bumpkin—he should have accepted whatever was offered.

After pondering for a moment, Haotian decided to skip this and use his ultimate move!

"The Immortal Flat Peach Orchard currently lacks a caretaker; you go there and take that post."

How could a mere monkey resist the temptation of the Flat Peach, one of the Innate Ten Great Spiritual Roots?

"I won’t go," Sun Wukong shook his head and said.

He refused again?!

Incredulity appeared in Haotian’s eyes as he gripped the memorial report in his hand tightly; and the Immortals on the grand hall also wore the same expression.

With various degrees of astonishment on their faces, they wondered how he could have refused again—this was both a leisurely and lucrative position!

Moreover, with the upcoming Flat Peach Banquet, the Flat Peaches would now be ripe; someone bolder could even eat a three-thousand-year Flat Peach and go undetected.

Truly a foolish man who does not know the times!

However, had they known what Sun Wukong was thinking, they would have certainly been scornful.

Guarding peaches? Stealing three-thousand-year Flat Peaches? Who do you look down on?

He was almost tired of eating nine-thousand-year Flat Peaches!

Right now, he had several in his possession, and his master had a whole orchard; who would covet the job of a mere gatekeeper?

What exactly was this monkey thinking?

At this moment, Haotian was a bit dumbfounded; he had played his trump card, yet it proved ineffective?

Feeling somewhat helpless, he said, "Then what kind of Immortal Official do you wish to be?"

Sun Wukong blinked and replied, "Is there a position that lets me cook?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the immortals were dumbfounded. A cooking official? What’s gotten into this monkey? Has he taken the wrong medicine?

He’d rather cook than want Flat Peaches?

Haotian’s mouth twitched; it wasn’t that he didn’t follow procedures, but this monkey had never been on the same wavelength as them from the start.

But Haotian didn’t dwell on it, for these terms were forced upon him by the Two Saints of Buddhism. If the procedure could be followed, great; if not, even better, as he had already done what needed to be done.

It was even better if this monkey didn’t come and cause trouble in his Immortal Flat Peach Orchard, lest he have to explain himself to the Jade Pool.

With this thought, Haotian felt much more relaxed, and he viewed the unconventional monkey more favorably, "Then I’ll appoint you as the chef of the Imperial Kitchen!"

He had also paid some attention to the earlier complaints about the banquet dishes from the Jade Pool.

He remembered the Imperial Kitchen had three standard head chefs, and now with only the God of Cookery and the Kitchen God, the last spot could be given to this monkey. There wouldn’t be much trouble he could make in the Imperial Kitchen.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Sun Wukong bowed joyfully, without much of a thankful manner, almost as if he were receiving New Year’s greetings.

As the celestial chef, he could also practice his cooking skills better on a daily basis.

When he saw his master, he could even brag about it...

Sun Wukong was amused, but the God of Cookery and the Kitchen God were panicked.

The two hurriedly stepped forward, kneeling and pleading, "Your Majesty, please think thrice!"

After bowing, the God of Cookery spoke again, "Your Majesty, the head chef of the Imperial Kitchen must possess superb culinary skills to be competent. The Flat Peach Banquet is already on the agenda. At this time, letting a wild mountain monkey be the head chef will cause chaos. Please, Your Majesty, think thrice!"

"Please, Your Majesty, think thrice!" the Kitchen God echoed as well.

Haotian’s brow furrowed as he pondered the words of the God of Cookery; it seemed to make sense.

He did not want his decision to cause any blunders at the Flat Peach Banquet, or the Jade Pool would assuredly give him trouble he couldn’t handle!

Perhaps, he should let this monkey choose another position?

Thinking this, Haotian opened his mouth, about to speak, when Sun Wukong could no longer sit still.

"Who are you two to deny me, Old Sun, this head chef position?"

The Kitchen God snorted coldly, "I am the Kitchen God, and this is the God of Cookery; we are the chief cooks of the Imperial Kitchen!"

Sun Wukong smiled, "Ah, colleagues, it makes sense now. You’re afraid of losing your positions, aren’t you?"

The Kitchen God’s face twitched as he said, "We are the forefathers of all chefs below the heavens, masters of the culinary arts. Having served in the Heavenly Court for countless years, how could we be ousted by a mere monkey?"

The best in culinary arts? Sun Wukong laughed, how big must their faces be to be so confident!

They probably don’t even come close to half of his master’s skill level, do they?

"If you’re not losing your official hats, why obstruct me?"

The pair didn’t respond to Sun Wukong’s words but instead looked toward the Jade Emperor and said, "Your Majesty, we have discovered a person with exceptional culinary talent in the mortal world, named Zhou Kang. With him here, we will certainly fulfill the task assigned by the Queen Mother. We humbly request that Your Majesty appoint Zhou Kang as the head chef of the Imperial Kitchen!"

"I see!" Sun Wukong scoffed derisively, his eyes showing disdain, "You want to push your own people through backdoor dealings!"

"Culinary skill is the only standard by which to judge a chef; what do you, a wild mountain monkey, know?" the God of Cookery said coldly, his brows knitted tightly.

What do I know?

Sun Wukong laughed, his casual demeanor turning into one of pride as he said, "Isn’t it just about culinary skills? Old Sun will accompany you to the end!"

"What do you mean?" the God of Cookery and the Kitchen God’s expressions darkened instantly.

Sun Wukong looked up slightly, his pride undiminished in his eyes.

Although his master told him to keep a low profile, the cooking skills he learned from his master were a source of pride! In this regard, under all heaven, besides his master, Sun Wukong feared no one!