Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 726 - 725

"This chef is not just any ordinary chef, and even I had to put in a lot of effort to invite him here. Everyone here has tasted his cooking and agrees, so let me tell you the truth: even for immortals, he would be very difficult to invite."

"He’s just a chef." This comment came from the banquet.

Sun Wukong heard it, and his smile instantly froze, "What do you mean by that?"

Xiong Daoren immediately followed up, "Are you implying that the dish isn’t delicious?"

"Delicious, of course it’s delicious. I never said it wasn’t," said the Six-Eared Macaque, "But delicious as it may be, the way you’re talking about him is a bit too much. He’s just a chef; why make him out to be so lofty? If he’s that lofty, he might as well ascend to heaven and become an immortal rather than be a chef."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong was livid, especially since it was coming from the Six-Eared Macaque, who was disguised to look just like him. His anger knew no bounds.

Not one to swallow insults, he stood up ready to flip the table, but Xiong Daoren forcefully pressed him back down.

"Friend, what you’re saying here is really inappropriate. Do you really think that being an immortal in heaven is so easy? Since you think it’s so easy to be an immortal, why are there still so many demons and ghosts? They should all become immortals then!"

The other guests could sense that something was off and that Xiong Daoren was getting angry. They didn’t just sit there stupidly but started to intervene.

Even though they inwardly agreed with what the hairy monkey was saying, they were guests of Xiong Daoren and didn’t know the hairy monkey well. Regardless of who was right or wrong, they would certainly side with Xiong Daoren.

"Friend, the words you’re saying are perhaps a bit too harsh. Among the three hundred sixty-five professions, every profession can produce a top scholar. No matter the occupation, those of us on the outside should not look down upon it."

"That’s right, Xiong has a point. If becoming an immortal were so easy, we might as well all stop doing anything and just focus on cultivation. In a few hundred years, wouldn’t there be nothing in this world but immortals?"

The Six-Eared Macaque laughed, "You really dare to speak big. If becoming an immortal were that easy, I’m afraid you all would have become immortals by now, and wouldn’t be gathered here in this cave abode drinking wine?"

The crowd glanced at each other, speechless. The hairy monkey had hit the nail on the head; they were just being politely insincere. If they could become immortals, they wouldn’t be waiting around there.

Xiong Daoren glared at the Six-Eared Macaque, "Didn’t you come here just to eat? I think you’re deliberately picking faults with me."

The Six-Eared Macaque also couldn’t contain himself whenever it came to matters involving Sun Wukong; he had even forgotten what he was there for.

Composing his expression, he smiled and said, "Brother, don’t take offense at me. I’m not good at speaking and didn’t think before I spoke. I’m truly sorry."

"You really aren’t good with words," Xiong Daoren already had a bias against the Six-Eared Macaque because of Sun Wukong’s issue. But as the saying goes, you can’t slap a smiling face; since the other party was apologizing so profusely, if he were to argue, it would appear that they were unreasonable.

"I’m truly sorry. Here’s what I’ll do: I’ll punish myself with three cups as an apology to everyone, okay?" The Six-Eared Macaque said, pouring three cups of wine and downing them in one go, then showing the empty cups to everyone.

"Alright then, since you’ve already admitted your wrongdoing, I certainly can’t take this matter too seriously," Xiong Daoren nodded, and then added.

"This master chef is a close friend of mine, and his cooking is absolutely superb. If it weren’t for him being my close friend, you wouldn’t have had the chance to taste such delicious food."

Six-Eared Macaque knew he was referring to Sun Wukong. Although he didn’t feel like praising him like this, in such a situation, he could only go against his conscience to lavish praise.

"I was wondering who could make such delicious dishes; it’s certainly not the work of a common man. It turns out to be the friend of Xiong, no wonder the food is so exquisite."

He was capable of being humble, brushed off Xiong Daoren’s hand, and continued to drink.

Xiong Daoren saw that Sun Wukong was not angry anymore and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he smiled and said to Six-Eared Macaque, "Haha, indeed, this friend of mine only cooks for the immortals. Now that all of you have tasted my friend’s dishes, who knows, maybe one day you’ll become immortals too."

His words were quite graceful, and his fellow Daoists raised their glasses with laughter, "Xiong speaks well, speaks well. Come on, brothers, let’s toast to you."

After a round of toasting, everyone remembered the original purpose of the Buddhist Robe Assembly. "Right, Xiong, you invited us over to attend the Buddhist Robe Assembly, didn’t you? So, what exactly is this Buddhist robe?"

"Yeah, that’s right. We almost forgot what this Buddhist Robe Assembly is for."

"Ah, about that, this is the Buddhist Robe Assembly, so naturally, it’s about the Buddhist robe," Xiong Daoren said with a dry laugh, then proceeded to deliver the excuse he had thought of earlier.

"I saw a kasaya before, and it was not just any kasaya, but also a treasure. Since I obtained a few kasayas, I invited all of you to come and appreciate them."

"Oh, so it’s for the appreciation of kasayas," a guest replied.

"Actually, it’s not just about appreciating kasayas. Taoist robes are fine too. It’s about showing off our collections. It’s really not much fun just keeping them to ourselves. Everyone should bring theirs out, I’ll evaluate yours, and you’ll evaluate mine, that’s what makes it interesting," Xiong Daoren said the pleasantries.

Indeed, these cultivators and followers of Buddhism, who also loved to make a wide range of friends, naturally had their own collections, and not just one or two items, but prized collections.

"Xiong is right. Everyone, look at this. I specially ordered this for the Buddhist Robe Assembly. The garment is made of silk, mixed with five-colored threads. Not bad, right? I spent a lot of money to acquire it," a cultivator, pointing to his clothes, said.

Another Grass Spirit was dressed in bright green, as if afraid others wouldn’t know what he was.

However, his words were still pleasing to the eye. He pointed at his clothes and said, "What’s so special about that piece? Inside this garment of mine is infused with mana. It can shield from the sun. As long as I wear this, I don’t fear the sun’s rays at all; it’s quite cool and comfortable, isn’t it?"

"Nice it may be, but that Taoist robe seems to be of use only to you, doesn’t it?" said the Carp Spirit sitting beside the Grass Spirit.

"My piece is truly top-notch; it has always been with me throughout my travels. It keeps my body moist all year round. You can’t even imagine how comfortable this garment is," the Carp Spirit said. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

A cultivator looked disdainfully at the two, "I’m afraid it also attracts insects and the like to your body, doesn’t it?"

"What’s wrong with insects?" said a person with large eyes and a sharp mouth, "Are you discriminating against mosquitoes? I think our mosquitoes are quite nice. It’s you mortals who are bothersome, making a fuss over a few sips of blood. My wife was killed by you mortals, and I haven’t even held you accountable for that!"

Sun Wukong looked disdainfully at the Mosquito Spirit, and his gaze towards Xiong Daoren also turned strange, "What’s going on; you make friends with mosquitoes?"

Xiong Daoren chuckled twice, "Mr. Monkey, you can’t be discriminatory. He is male; males only drink dew and don’t suck blood."