LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 714 - 720: Contemplation of the Supreme - Yang Zhen, the Waiter! (first update)
Chapter 714: Chapter 720: Contemplation of the Supreme – Yang Zhen, the Waiter! (first update)
Inside the teahouse, a group of people with pale faces looked at Big Beard, asking in startled expressions, “Friend, that monk from earlier, he… could he really be Monk Yunla?”
Big Beard wiped his sweat, shook his head and said, “Fuck, how would I know? Rumor has it that Monk Yunla has a frightful face, scarier than the folks from the demonic race. The monk from earlier was good-looking, so he’s probably someone else.”
“Why did he take an interest in Yang Zhen then?” An old man next to them asked curiously.
Big Beard chuckled, saying, “Old-timer, is there anyone left in Northern Island who isn’t interested in Yang Zhen?”
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, “Sounds about right. Yang Zhen has become the representative figure of the younger generation in Northern Island. We just don’t know when he’ll meet Monk Yunla.”
“Haha, if they indeed meet, there would certainly be quite a spectacle.”
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As all were engrossed in discussion, Big Beard suddenly slapped the table, laughed loudly and said, “Regardless, if Yang Zhen and Monk Yunla encounter each other, with Yang Zhen’s character, he certainly won’t let Monk Yunla overstep boundaries in our Northern Island… Waiter, another pot of tea, the best tea!”
A teahouse waiter hurried over, smilingly asked, “Esteemed guest, this is the best spiritual tea in our teahouse. It is selectively picked from a ten-thousand-year-old tea tree beside the Tri-Floral Temple on Mount Beiqi. The choice is unparalleled in the entire Northern Island.”
Upon hearing this, everyone in the teahouse was astonished. Then, they all broke into laughter, looking sceptically at the waiter who was spinning these tall tales.
Big Beard grinned and laughed heartily, patted the waiter on the shoulder and said, “Boy, quit the nonsense! Let’s not mention that the Tri-Floral Temple has been taken over by the Flower Lady. Besides, even if the temple still existed on Mount Beiqi, how could your teahouse afford to pick the tea there without facing repercussions? You heartless businessmen… Yi, Yan, Yan, Yang…”
As he was saying this, Big Beard made an odd, choked-off sound, his face suddenly changed, and he clamped a hand over his mouth reflexively.
His strange yelp startled everyone, who were all left looking bewilderedly at Big Beard.
The teahouse waiter chuckled and asked Big Beard, “Esteemed guest, what were you going to say just now?”
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Big Beard quickly changed the subject, awkwardly chuckled and said, “Nice piece, this teapot is definitely a nice piece.”
Yang Zhen, grinning, placed the tea on the table. After pouring the tea, he patted Big Beard’s shoulder and said, “Enjoy your tea, esteemed guest!”
Big Beard definitely didn’t dare to drink this tea now, regardless of whether it was picked from the tree beside the Tri-Floral Temple, or even if it was gathered nearby the Jade Pool in the heavens. He couldn’t possibly drink it in front of Yang Zhen.
But the last thing Big Beard expected was that Yang Zhen, whom everyone in Northern Island was frantically looking for, turned out to be right here working as a waiter in a teahouse.
Gazing at Yang Zhen’s retreating figure, Big Beard quickly wiped his sweat and muttered to himself, “This really is Yang Zhen, he’s unpredictable in his actions, it’s so hard to figure him out.”
If people found out that Yang Zhen, who managed to elude the entire Northern Island, had become a common waiter in a teahouse, there would be an earthquake of shock.
Big Beard didn’t dare to expose Yang Zhen’s presence, after hurriedly gulping down the tea, he quickly left the teahouse.
In one corner of the teahouse, a lazy cat lounged on a window sill, smirking at Yang Zhen as he asked, “Kid, I told you to contemplate life, but instead of doing so, you ran off here. Why?”
Yang Zhen shook off the towel on his shoulder, glaring angrily at the lazy cat as he said, “Damn it, how dare you! Life is the most miraculous thing in this world. If Sao Saint here were to simply understand it, wouldn’t I achieve immortality?”
The lazy cat cackled and said, “If you don’t seriously contemplate life, how will you help Sao Chicken attain Nirvana in the future?”
Yang Zhen looked at the lazy cat, perplexed as he said, “Lazy cat, I’m more and more curious. What exactly is life? Look at all these people, so preoccupied with their pursuits, and yet most of what they’re after are illusory. Talk of immortality is far-fetched. Becoming the supreme existence within the universe? Digging grass, even as one becomes supreme within the universe, wouldn’t you still be constrained by the world?”
The lazy cat leisurely stretched, “Don’t ask me. If I knew the answer, I wouldn’t be in my current plight.”
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, watched the bustling street outside the teahouse, and grumbled, “Just for attainment of Nirvana, does it need to be this complicated?”
Scum Cat looked at Yang Zhen and decided to stay quiet for a while. After a long pause, he asked curiously, “Kid, you are already on the path. You need to experience these things yourself. Since everyone is chasing after elusive illusions, there’s nothing wrong with it. It’s just that everyone has their own ambitions and they cannot be completely identical.”
Yang Zhen was taken aback, nodded and said, “Speaking of which, I feel that mortal life is not so bad. Look at the waiters in the tavern, their lifelong pursuits are simple. Give them some crystals and you’ve made their day. They are not as complicated as practitioners.”
When the Scum Cat heard this, he was startled and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, “Damn, kid, your current thinking is quite dangerous.”
“Why?” Yang Zhen asked with curiosity.
Scum Cat marveled, looking at Yang Zhen and said, “If you continue to observe mortals, you might inadvertently become an ordinary person. Although becoming an ordinary person is the ultimate state many practitioners are pursuing, if you become one now, forget about being killed hundreds of times over by members of the five races. Even with all the conditions at your disposal, you won’t be able to assist Sao Chicken in his nirvana.”
Upon hearing Scum Cat’s words, Yang Zhen looked startled and muttered to himself, “Damn, is it really that sinister? Is there really such a thing as suddenly becoming an ordinary person in this world?”
A seriously badass practitioner suddenly becomes an ordinary person?
The more he thought about it, the more far-fetched it seemed.
“There are countless changes in the world, who knows what’s going on? If there were guidelines for becoming an ordinary person, then there would be countless people who could easily become one. It wouldn’t be so mysterious and exalted.”
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and looked at the many tea drinkers in the tea house.
“Waiter, bring the tea, damn it, why is the tea so slow today?”
At the customer’s outcry, Yang Zhen quickly draped the towel over his shoulder, laughed and said, “Coming, coming, sir, the best tea is coming right up. This tea is absolutely amazing, supposedly it comes from a tree in the Queen Mother of the West’s back garden, where a big pear tree once grew. Aromatic doesn’t begin to describe it.”
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What is the truth of life? In the past half a month, Yang Zhen had no clue. Scum Cat, the bastard, just threw a lofty book of thoughts at him and left it at that.
The deeper Yang Zhen understood life, the more benefits Sao Chicken would get when Yang Zhen assisted him in his nirvana. According to Scum Cat, this was the most likely way for Sao Chicken to attain Great Saint Golden Crow in his nirvana.
Yang Zhen couldn’t delay anything related to Sao Chicken’s nirvana. However, the meaning of life seemed elusive even to the smartest scholars on the planet, let alone Yang Zhen, a straightforward practitioner. This issue was like mathematics – understanding it wasn’t all about intelligence. After days of pondering, Yang Zhen was truly scratching his head.
As Yang Zhen placed the teapot on a customer’s table, he suddenly remembered what the young monk had said earlier. He was struck by a realization and froze.
The world’s floating life is aimed at its final point, so as not to regret turning into a cup of soil after a hundred years.
None of the people in the teahouse understood the meaning of this phrase, but Yang Zhen suddenly got it. This was life! The ordinary life of the young monk he’d heard earlier in the teahouse.
He pursued the truth in the floating life, so that he wouldn’t regret turning into a cup of soil after a hundred years. Considering this, Yang Zhen couldn’t help but sigh. The monks of the Western Region truly had some wisdom in their comprehension of Buddha verses. In this respect, even all the practitioners in the teahouse combined could not match that monk.
Everyone’s eyes fell on Yang Zhen, who was standing still in a daze. Seeing him look foolish, everybody was astonished and then began to laugh.
Especially among the customers in front of Yang Zhen, the man who had roared so angrily slammed the table and glared at Yang Zhen, yelling, “Damn it, pour the tea quickly! Do you want me to smash your head in?”
Yang Zhen snapped out of his realisation and looked at a Divine Transformation Stage practitioner with a half-smiling face, said cheerfully, “Can you talk to me in a more polite way, sir?”
“Damn it!”
Clang! The sound of shattered tea utensils echoed continuously, and the entire table was flipped over by this irritable Divine Transformation Stage practitioner.