Chaos Spirit Field

All good things must come to an end. After Zhao Zilong had a drink with his fellow disciples from Yuxu Palace, he returned to Sanxian Island with Yang Xiaochan. As for the brothers Zhao Yunfei and Zhao Yunlong, they chose to stay in Beijuluzhou to continue their training.

When the two of them returned to Sanxian Island, Yang Xiaochan said with emotion: "Husband, Yang Nianhe has finally returned to his roots."

Zhao Zilong smiled and replied, "Yes, but Xuanzang will probably be furious. After all, we are sworn enemies now."

Yang Xiaochan said coquettishly, "You guys keep changing so much that I can't even tell who is who now."

Zhao Zilong explained, "Zhao Shanhe is actually very petty, even jealous. The one who was willing to be intimate with you was the original self, and I am just the clone. If it weren't for your extremely curious master, he wouldn't have caused so much trouble and made you suffer so much."

Yang Xiaochan smiled and replied, "My dear, I am only revisiting the old place. After all this trouble we've gone through, I wonder if my master has cleared up his suspicions."

Zhao Zilong replied, "It's only temporarily dispelled. It's hard to say what will happen in the future. The catastrophe is approaching. Practice hard. The more strength you have, the more protection you will have."

On a separate note, Zhao Shanhe was in trouble again. Yuan Hong, Tian Peng, and Juan Lian watched the birdman blocking their way with alarm, not daring to breathe. As the saying goes, a person's reputation mirrors the tree's shadow. This birdman was no ordinary figure; he was the renowned Demon Master Kunpeng, the most powerful figure below the Three Realms Saints.

Zhao Shanhe looked at the newcomer, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and said jokingly, "Hey, isn't this the Demon Master Kunpeng? What brings you here today? Are you planning to become an official in the Heavenly Court? That's easy. You can choose from the twenty-eight constellations. I can make the decision for the Queen of Heaven."

Demon Master Kunpeng's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Xuanzang, the saint said that you are the best in the Three Realms. I am really unconvinced and have come here to learn from you."

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He chuckled and said, "Haha, Kunpeng, it's just an empty title. If you want it, just take it. Since you're not seeking an official position, please get out of the way. For the sake of Nuwa, I won't bother with you."

Kunpeng said angrily, "Xuanzang, you are so arrogant. I don't need to rely on a woman. If you want to continue your journey to the west, just defeat me. You can come together."

Zhao Shanhe's face turned cold, and he said, "You're really not going to accept a toast. Before I became a monk, I was a good cook. As the saying goes, a Kun is too big to be stewed in one pot; it requires two grills. Since you're so stubborn, I can't refuse the ingredients that are delivered to my door. The braised wings are sure to be delicious."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng flew into a rage, his face gloomy as he said, "Xuanzang, how dare you humiliate me? I will clean up the mess for the Western Religion."

Zhao Shanhe said, "Your honorable demon master refuses to be someone else's lackey, but insists on being someone else's lackey. Lady Nuwa, it was Kunpeng who initiated the provocation. I think it's not too much for me to take one of his wings."

Kunpeng looked around but didn't see Nuwa. He said, "You're playing tricks. Even if Nuwa comes in person, she can't save you. Take my Demon King Slash."

Zhao Shanhe simply waved his hand to block Kunpeng's fierce attack. He said, "The saints say that I am the best in the Three Realms. Why don't you believe it? You insist on rushing to give me food, leaving me only one wing. Get lost."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge hand appeared out of thin air. Kunpeng secretly thought that it was not good and quickly used his magical power - Dapeng spread his wings. In an instant, he disappeared without a trace. He looked at the huge wound on his wings and said bitterly: "Xuanzang, I will never let you go."

Just as he finished speaking, Nuwa suddenly appeared. She said earnestly, "Kunpeng, Xuanzang spared you for my sake. Don't provoke him again. My face doesn't always count."

Kunpeng said in shock, "Nuwa, you were there at the time, and Xuanzang showed mercy."

Nuwa said, "Xuanzang's strength is unfathomable, not inferior to mine. His number one position in the Three Realms is recognized by all the saints. There is no exaggeration in this. You can do whatever you want."

Kunpeng watched Nuwa's departing figure with mixed emotions. The rumors spread throughout the Three Realms about an ambiguous relationship between the two, and it seemed to be true. How could a junior with less than a hundred years of cultivation be so powerful? There had to be something fishy going on.

Zhao Shanhe saw Nuwa arrive and said with a smile, "Nuwa, you've arrived just in time. Come and try these grilled chicken wings; this part is the most delicious. Live ingredients are the freshest, and I won't kill the goose that lays the golden eggs. As the saying goes, good meat goes well with good wine. When you have time, please visit Sanxian Island and bring back some of Zhao Zilong's fine wine. He asked my son to call him dad, so I guess it's not too much for me to drink some of his wine."

Nuwa said, "Xuanzang, be magnanimous and don't hold grudges. Your barbecue is really good. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, delicious and juicy. Why didn't I realize Kunpeng's wings are so delicious before?"

Zhao Shanhe said, "If it tastes good, eat more. In fact, the braised chicken legs are even more delicious. Do you want to try it? I'm not bragging, but among the chefs in the Three Realms, I'm second to none."

Kunpeng, hiding in the shadows, was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He knew he had been discovered. Nuwa said, "One wing is enough to eat. We'll do it next time. Xuanzang, every time I come here, you can discover how I do it."

Zhao Shanhe smiled and said, "Nuwa, the family's unique skills are only passed down to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kunpeng fled in terror. Zhao Shanhe watched this scene and couldn't help laughing. He jokingly said, "Nuwa, I was originally planning to ask the demon master to discuss the selection of the twenty-eight constellations, but I didn't expect him to run away. Do you think I can still eat him? It would be a pity not to eat such delicious grilled chicken wings. He really didn't have a good taste."

Hearing Zhao Shanhe's words, Tianpeng beside him also laughed and said, "Master, your cooking skills are amazing. When can we have dinner together again?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled and replied, "That depends on when Kunpeng sends the ingredients over. After all, even the best cook cannot cook without rice."

However, Tianpeng showed a puzzled expression and asked in confusion: "Master, Kunpeng was beaten up like that by you, does he still dare to come?"

Zhao Shanhe shook his head and said meaningfully, "As the saying goes, a dog will always eat shit. Kunpeng is notorious for holding grudges. After this incident, I'm afraid the journey west will be filled with more twists and turns. I'm just an ordinary person."

Tianpeng, Yuan Hong and Juanlian understood the profound meaning in Zhao Shanhe's words and knew that they would have to resolve the future disasters on their own.