Diving rabbits

Chen Nuo had transmigrated to the Primordial World and surprisingly opened a shop right next to Patriarch Bodhi’s Taoist temple.
Unexpectedly, the first visitor wasn’t Patriarch Bodhi, but a monkey, who traded three strands of its fur for a plate of egg-fried rice, then its eyes emitted golden lights!
From then on, there was no more Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong, only the Godly Chef Sun Wukong!
Buddhism was utterly baffled, what was this situation, where was my Journey to the West, where was the grand flourishing of Buddhism?
Haotian was utterly baffled, "Fuck, where is everyone? How come there’s no one in the vast Heavenly Court?"
The immortals: "Who’s still in Heavenly Court now? Of course, we’re all going to eat!"

Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!

Gradually, the red glow dissipated, revealing the figure of Ao Ling, dressed in a black ash-colored skirt with orange patterns underneath.


This attire, like hidden molten lava, seemed calm, yet the slightest inattentiveness could lead to being devoured by the searing heat. Strands of her hair, fiery red, cascaded down, exceptionally smooth,


The slight curls at the tips like unruly hands teasing lightly over the heart. Her eyes a rosy hue, her features finely chiseled and full of Imperial Qi.


Turning her head slightly, Ao Ling stretched her body a little, squinting her rosy eyes, "How about it, not bad, huh?"


Having transformed, even her voice had changed, slightly husky, and extremely alluring.


Ao Guang and Dragon Mother were dumbfounded, mouths agape. The Dragon Mother's voice trembled, "You... are you Ling'er?"


Ao Ling had been there all along; who else could it be besides her?


Chapter 242: Xuan Feng Returns to Chaos Residence