"Splash—"

"Splash—splash—"

Giant waves crashed in, turning the seawater almost to the depths of ink. Beneath the surging waves lay countless dangers. Large predators in the sea, such as killer whales and sharks, had already kept their distance, fearing they might be caught in the turmoil.

When Prince Moang beat his cousin, every punch landed hard and every slap was merciless. Poor Mo Xuan, who was unable to move easily, was practically pinned to the surface of the sea and beaten. His hundred-meter-long body rolled on the sea, creating towering waves. Amidst the lightning and thunder, Xu Milu sat cross-legged on the water, watching the two brothers playfully fight.

The dragon race has incredibly strong bodies. As long as it's not like Nezha's skinning and tendon-pulling, it's all just minor trouble. Moreover, Mo Ang also helped Mo Xuan digest that spiritual energy; otherwise, she would have been ridiculed again when she returned.

A short while later, Prince Moang flew over carrying Mo Xuan, who had returned to human form, his handsome face full of remorse.

"So it's Fairy Xu. I only heard my uncle mention her a few days ago. He said that this wicked child was instigated by others and almost made a terrible mistake. Fortunately, the Great Sage had great mercy and made this wicked child realize his mistake and return to the right path. But I didn't know that he had sent her to Lady Xu's place to cultivate—"

He sighed, casually tossed Mo Xuan into the sea with a "plop," and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying:

"I can see that his body is full of spiritual energy, which must be because Madam Xu dotes on him. My West Sea Dragon Palace and East Sea Dragon Palace have always been on good terms, and I also know a bit about my uncle's thoughts. Fairy Xu, there is no need to be polite. If he offends you, just go ahead and beat him up!"

Xu Milu felt something was off about these words; it was a complete rehash of what parents said: "Teacher, you can beat my child as you please."

In addition, Sun Wukong said that her transformation techniques were somewhat mysterious, and he could not see through them if he did not have the Fiery Eyes of Truth. Therefore, Prince Moang may have misunderstood her age and mistook her for some kind of immortal.

“Cousin, how could I be as unruly as you say? I work as a waiter at Madam Xu’s shop all day, and last month I only earned one tael of silver. I can’t even afford to buy a cow to fill a gap in my teeth. Besides, my dragon pearl is with Madam Xu. What bad things could I possibly do?”

Mo Xuan climbed out of the sea, soaking wet and looking rather disheveled.

Prince Mo'ang glanced at him, cast a water-repelling spell, and reprimanded him with obvious disappointment:

"You wretched child! Madam Xu must have been training you. Otherwise, where would such pure spiritual energy in your body come from? If I hadn't seen your progress just now, I would have given you another good beating!"

You've been alive for over five hundred years, yet you spend your days doing nothing good, only fooling around with those mountain spirits and monsters. Now that you've received a great opportunity, you don't even cherish it, only knowing how to eat and become fat and lazy instead of cultivating. It infuriates me!

No, making Mo Xuan a waiter has nothing to do with any training; she really needs a waiter.

Xu Milu looked away guiltily.

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"Please don't be offended, fairy. My father drank with that barefoot immortal a few days ago and drank quite a bit of the Thousand Days Intoxication. He'll probably need to sleep for a while. So today, I'll entertain you, fairy."

Prince Mo'ang smiled politely and gestured to the palace maids to serve dishes and tea.

The graceful clam spirit and fish woman, their skirts fluttering, held a gold, silver, and jade pot, pouring out fragrant wine. The crab woman, with a charming smile, brought out cooked dishes to the table, offering up delicacies.

Since the Crystal Palace is sheltered from water, it naturally has ways to cook food. In addition, the Dragon Palace often holds banquets, so there are chefs who can cook food.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Your Highness. Last time we parted in haste, and I was unable to appreciate the beauty of the Crystal Palace. Today, I see that it is indeed magnificent and a masterpiece of craftsmanship."

Xu Milu smiled slightly and said nothing.

The last time the Dragon King showed up, it was only because she was with Sun Wukong. This time, it was just her and Mo Xuan, so the Dragon King naturally avoided seeing her.

Xu Milu didn't feel slighted. A person who can be respected by others must have unique value. To the Three Realms, she was at most a nobody with some supernatural powers. Why should others look at her differently?

"You flatter me, Fairy Xu. The painting you made earlier, 'The Dragon King's Birthday Banquet,' was truly exquisite. Even with the magic of painting from a reflection, it is not as clear and unique as the one you made."

Prince Moang raised his hand and smiled:

"Since Mo Xuan has come to visit today, Fairy Xu is not exactly a stranger. This is a family feast. This dish, 'Stewed Tuna Eyes with Milk,' is a delicacy. Please, Fairy Xu, have a taste."

The fishwoman shyly presented a small stew pot. When she lifted it, she found a fish eye the size of a fist inside. It was stewed in milk, and the soup was white but had no fishy smell at all.

“Madam Xu, this fish is very large in its original form and swims extremely fast in the water, like a flying arrow. Sometimes it will accidentally injure fishermen. But it tastes incredibly delicious. When I used to swim in the sea, I often peeled it and ate it raw.”

Mo Xuan enthusiastically introduced it to Xu Milu.

Tuna? That's tuna.

Xu Milu didn't show any difficulty. Instead, she gently scooped up a spoonful. The texture was somewhat like soft jelly, melting in her mouth. It had a slightly oily feel, like fish brain, but less greasy than fatty meat.

The broth was also very delicious. It must have been made with water buffalo milk, which has a much lower fishy smell, and was slowly simmered with ginger slices. Not only did it not have any fishy smell of milk or fish, but the fish oil and milk flavor complemented each other perfectly.

Xu Milu was also particularly interested in a dish of raw octopus legs. She seemed to have developed a strong aversion to octopus these past two days, eating it almost every meal. Even her maid, Tata, was made of human flesh and octopus legs.

Octopus legs, well over ten centimeters in diameter, are chopped off when fresh, washed clean of the slime, and sliced ​​into extremely thin pieces. They are then eaten dipped in oil extracted from mustard seeds.

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