Chen Nuo transmigrated to the Primordial World and opened a shop right beside Patriarch Bodhi’s monastery.
To his surprise, the first customer through the door wasn’t Patriarch Bodhi, but a monkey. It traded three hairs for a serving of egg fried rice, then golden light blazed from its eyes!
From then on, the world had no more Great Sage Equal to Heaven Sun Wukong, only Chef God Sun Wukong!
The Buddhist sect was completely dumbfounded. What was going on? What about their Journey to the West calamity? What about the rise of Buddhism?
Haotian was just as baffled. “What the hell? Where is everyone? How can this vast Celestial Court be empty?”
The gods answered, “Who’s still at the Celestial Court? Of course we’re all going out to eat!”
