Dragon Ball God Mu Chapter 152

Muyang's wedding lasted from morning to evening. All the guests were arranged to the pre-prepared guest rooms during the night, while Muyang drunkenly walked into his new room.

His room with Mexia was on the second floor. After the wedding, their relationship changed from an unmarried couple to an official married couple.

In the room, Mexia was sitting on the bed with eager anticipation. When Muyang walked in, she showed a hint of joy on her face and quickly pulled the door shut, dragging Muyang to climb onto the bed.

“What? You can't wait this long?” Muyang teased.

Mexia blushed and defended, “No, it's not. I saw how tired you were, and wanted you to rest early.”

He lightly laughed; how could Muyang didn't know what's on Mexia's mind. He then gently removed the girl's beautiful wedding dress, revealing the fair as snow skin inside. Due to the role of alcohol, Mexia's skin was slightly red.

Mexia was a very beautiful girl; her white skin was delicate and smooth. Her body was voluptuous and graceful.

Every line was just right, not more or less; it was on point. It was full of temptation, especially her two long and fair thighs, which could be played with for a long time.

Thinking back to all the experiences from childhood, Muyang was somewhat dazed.

“Mexia, from today onwards, you are my wife.”

“Mm.” Mexia nodded lightly as a mosquito. She gave him a blank look and fell back into his arms.

Muyang laughed loudly and pressed his body directly onto Mexia's delicate body with the alcohol's help.

The next morning, warm daylight shone in through the window, dropping a little stardust-like light.

Mexia languidly stretched out an arm, then rolled over and lay her entire body on top of Muyang's. Muyang was awakened by her restless sleeping posture and slapped Mexia's body.

“The sun is on your ass. Get up now.”

Mexia crawled up with hazy eyes. Her dark green hair falling just to her shoulders, “It's too early. Let me sleep a little longer.”

Muyang said, “Get up. The guests haven't left yet; we still have to see them off. You can sleep any way you want when they're gone.”

Mexia listened and mumbled and reluctantly climb up. Her green superpower kicked in, and Mexia floated into the bathroom. Soon, there was the sound of pattering water in the bathroom.

When Mexia came out of the shower, Muyang had already cleaned up the room, and the blankets were folded neatly.

“Here, change quickly.” Handing over Mexia's clothes, Muyang instructed her to put them on.

Mexia sighed slightly and undid her towel directly in front of Muyang, then began to get dressed.

After the clothes were put on, the couple walked out of the room and sent off those guests.

“Muyang, I'm practicing with Arlo, Gillo, Liz, and the others at Korin Tower right now. We will definitely impress you in five years.” In the courtyard, the tall and sturdy Wuting said confidently.

Muyang listened and gently shook his head, “Then you guys will have to work hard, but I don't think you have much hope.”

“Ha, you're pretty confident.” Arlo looked unconvinced.

Muyang offered a faint smile; he wouldn't stand still for the rest of the time.

“Right, five years from now, will you guys still participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament?” Liz asked.

Muyang looked at her and shook his head a bit, “I don't think so. This year's World Martial Arts Tournament has gotten off to a good start. Although the number of participants in the next tournament won't skyrocket, the quality should improve. It's just that the tournament will eventually become slowly entertaining, which is no longer helpful to me in my training.”

The martial arts practitioners were competing on stage and performing for the unsuspecting audience below.

Although there was an intention to promote martial arts, it looked so awkward.

If it wasn't for Mexia's previous agreement, Muyang wouldn't have gone to the previous World Martial Arts Tournament.

As time progressed and technology increasingly permeated every aspect of life, it was inevitable that the World Martial Arts Tournament would eventually become slowly entertaining.

It wasn't going to be easy unless the general environment changed.

Liz looked as if it was true and said, “Just like we thought. If the general environment doesn't change, we're not going to continue participating. By the way, how about we have a small exchange meeting, just like the World Martial Arts Tournament, once every five years?”

Everyone supported Liz's suggestion. Several people thought about it for a while and agreed.

Martial arts exchange was essential. It could promote everyone's growth. After making such an agreement, several of them waved their hands and bid farewell to Muyang and the others, as Muyang also waved them off.

Soon the group scattered and went off to various places to practice.

At that time, Gillo, who had not spoken for a long time, said “thank you” to him and followed him down the mountain.

After everyone left, Son Gohan also said his goodbyes and rushed towards the Mount Five Elements.

“Senior brother, they've all left. What are we going to do next?” Mexia snuggled up to Muyang, and the breeze was blowing her green hair.

“What did you think of last night's food?”

Mexia was confused by Muyang's clueless question and thought to herself, 'Is senior brother implying that I should go learn how to become a housewife?' Considering that they are already married, they really shouldn't be as scattered, and it's time to take charge of the family affairs.

So she answered honestly, “It's excellent. The chef in Senior Sister Marlene's restaurant is very good at cooking.”

“It's terrific, indeed!”

Muyang nodded, “What do you say we go learn some cooking?”

Mexia's eyes were wide open, and she couldn't get around a bit, “Wait, senior brother, do you mean we're going to learn how to cook? Shouldn't you be practicing martial arts?”

“You have to practice martial arts and learn how to cook. As the saying goes, more skills aren't overwhelming. Don't you want to eat delicious food every day? I thought about it for a long time last night and suddenly realized that in this world, besides martial arts, the most useful side job is being a chef. Constant practice of martial arts doesn't get you a breakthrough, and life needs a little spice.”

“So Mexia, come with me to learn how to cook!”

Mexia was stunned, not knowing what was going on with her husband, so she just nodded blankly.

“Is cooking really that useful?” She was very skeptical.

Muyang squarely said, “I'm sure that in this world, besides martial arts, the most useful thing is cooking skills.”

On earth, cooking skills might not be of much use, but top-notch cooking skills could sometimes be life-saving in the vast universe.

Martial arts practitioners, chefs, and scientists were the three most useful professions in the Dragon Ball World.

Muyang and Mexia were martial arts practitioners themselves, but their current strength could only be claimed on earth.

So Muyang thought about it for a long time and considered it necessary to learn how to cook well before reaching the top.

Moreover, to live with their families, they can't always go to restaurants. Mexia had never been in the kitchen since she was a child, so her skills were apparent. It was time to train her, to spice up the fun of life.

So in the next few days, Muyang brought Mexia to Marlene's restaurant.

“Muyang, are you serious? Do you want to learn how to cook with Mexia at my place?” Marlene looked at the person in front of her incredulously.

An excellent martial arts practitioner… actually told her that he wanted to learn how to cook. She wondered if her ears had heard wrong.

Muyang said in all seriousness, “It's true, Mexia's cooking is too much of a mess. She needs training.”

Mexia took a glance at Muyang. It was obviously not her who wanted to learn how to cook, so why it all pushed on her?

Marlene looked at Mexia and nodded thoughtfully. Her mind made up into Muyang disliked on the fact that Mexia's cooking was awful. She then smiled and said, “Of course, it's not a problem. My restaurant chef's skills here are known far and wide.”

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