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!

"You still won't admit it, I wouldn't really make things difficult for you, why are you so timid? You were quite imposing when facing General Zhu, even insisting on competing with him, and now look what happened, you lost."


"There's no shame in being less skilled; I've always given my all in every competition," Deputy General Chen feigned ignorance and was about to speak again when he sneezed violently.


"Are you cold from just now?" Tian Peng asked.


After all, he was just a mortal, braving the cold of winter in this desolate place, shirtless for even a short while, even he might not withstand it.


Deputy General Chen waved his hand, "Ah, it's nothing, nothing at all. How can I call myself a man of the northwest if I can't handle a bit of cold after all these years?"


After Tian Peng's desire for revenge had passed, he felt somewhat guilty. He thought about his Silken Pouch, wondering if he had anything that could help withstand the cold.


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