Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Chapter Thirty: Fifty Thousand Troops Encircle and Suppress Lingchi

When news of Prince Khodu and the Grand Preceptor being captured by a young man named Lingchi reached the Mongol command tent, Kublai Khan was shocked and furious: "How could the Golden Wheel Grand Preceptor, whose martial arts are unparalleled, be captured by a young man?!"

As for whether Huo Du was alive or dead, they didn't even ask.

"Your Highness, it is said that although Ling Chi is young, he is a peerless martial artist who defeated both the Northern Beggar and the Eastern Heretic in Lu Family Manor," the messenger said.

"Is this really true?" Kublai Khan was extremely surprised. Although he was a Mongol, he had heard of the Five Greats of the Central Plains. It seemed not impossible that Ling Chi could defeat the Eastern Heretic and the Northern Beggar, and even defeat the Golden Wheel Monk.

"Where has Ling Chi gone?" Kublai Khan suddenly felt a fondness for talent and wanted to recruit Ling Chi.

"He seems to have returned to Zhongnan Mountain." The messenger relayed the news that Ling Chi had married the leader of the Ancient Tomb Sect. Since they couldn't confirm where Ling Chi had gone, they could only guess at the most likely possibility.

"Zhongnan Mountain..." Kublai Khan pondered. "Men! Assemble 50,000 troops, led by Yin Kexi and Xiao Xiangzi, and head to Zhongnan Mountain to capture Ling Chi alive! Remember, capture him alive!"

"Yes!"

……

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the ordinary blue diner Huo Du. Conquest count +0.01. Ordinary blue recipe dropped - Roasted Whole Lamb."

"Roasted Whole Lamb: Common Blue Recipe, Constitution +5, Cooldown Time 10 Days".

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the ordinary blue diner, Darba. Conquest count +0.01. Ordinary blue recipe dropped - Tsampa."

"Tsampa: Common blue recipe, Stamina +200, Energy +100, no cooldown time."

Ling Chi glanced at Huo Du and Darba, who were sucking on big sticks, and nodded with satisfaction.

The attribute bonuses from roasted whole lamb are decent, but the effects of tsampa offer him a new option to conquer ordinary blue-level diners.

Almost every recipe in the blue category has extraordinary effects. This is the first time I've seen a recipe for tsampa that simply increases physical strength and energy.

Previously, when faced with blue-clad diners, he could only choose ice cream and shaved ice, which wouldn't boost their attributes. But now, he has other options.

At last……

Ling Chi looked at the listless Golden Wheel Monk and walked over carrying a box of big sticks.

Ling Chi chose the thickest one and shoved it into the Golden Wheel Monk's mouth: "Eat! Give it to me!"

"Waaah—" The Golden Wheel Monk was powerless to resist: "...Yamete!"

……

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the high-level blue-ranked diner, Golden Wheel Monk. Conquest count +1. High-level blue-ranked recipe dropped - Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants."

"Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants: Advanced Blue Recipe, Strength +8, Constitution +8, Cooldown Time 10 Days".

After the fiftieth big stick was inserted into his mouth, the Golden Wheel Monk finally couldn't resist the force of the recipe's probability and revealed the recipe.

Ling Chi nodded in satisfaction upon seeing the recipe. With a double +8 to Strength and Constitution, it was a rare and high-level blue recipe.

This Heroes' Gathering was perfectly timed, providing him with numerous opportunities to learn new recipes and reap a great reward.

"Alright." Ling Chi cracked his knuckles and said, "Heaven cherishes life. Of the three of you, I will only kill two, but you can decide which two to kill."

"..."

At this moment, all three of them were in a state of absolute rationality. Although Ling Chi said he would only kill two, he left the decision of who to kill to them, which was simply killing them and destroying their spirit.

Moreover, who knows what will happen to the last survivor? Based on what they've learned about Ling Chi these past two days, the survivor will most likely suffer a fate worse than death, just like that old madman tied to the iron post.

After a moment, seeing that the three remained silent, Ling Chi smiled faintly: "Since that's the case, then I'll kill those I want to kill! Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

"I am a Mongol prince, you cannot kill me!" Huo Du's will to survive overcame his reason, and he shouted loudly, "If you kill me, my father will surely lead the Mongol cavalry to raze Zhongnan Mountain to the ground!"

"Is that so?" Ling Chi smiled faintly. "I'm actually looking forward to that day coming sooner."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Du died.

"!!!"

Watching Ling Chi expressionlessly throw Huo Du's body off a cliff hundreds of meters away, Jinlun Fawang and Darba were startled, fear slowly creeping into their hearts.

Ling Chi clapped his hands, looked at the Golden Wheel Monk, then at Darba, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two.

The two of them felt a chill run down their spines.

It was fine once or twice, but after a while, the two of them were almost going crazy.

Tormented by Ling Chi's gaze, the two of them wished they could die immediately to avoid such torment before their deaths.

"Then it's you!"

Ling Chi thrust his finger into Darba's vital point, then threw his body off the cliff.

"Darba!" The Golden Wheel Monk was filled with grief and indignation. Although both Huodu and Darba were his disciples, he didn't care that Huodu was dead, but he was heartbroken by Darba's death.

Darba was honest and simple by nature. Although he was a bit slow-witted, he respected his master very much. No matter what his master said, Darba would do it single-mindedly. He was a hardworking and conscientious old ox.

But Darba died right before his eyes, and died so cheaply.

The Golden Wheel Monk's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily, wishing he could devour Ling Chi alive.

Snapped--

Ling Chi casually slapped him, causing him to collapse to the ground with his left cheek swollen high.

"Your gaze is annoying. This slap will teach you a lesson. Your life is in my hands, so don't provoke me." Ling Chi said calmly, "But you're lucky. I won't kill you anytime soon."

If we don't kill them now, they will eventually be killed.

The Golden Wheel Monk trembled all over, almost grinding his teeth to powder.

For the first time in his life, the Golden Wheel Monk felt powerless.

He is guilty, his crime is... not strong enough.

……

Five days after Ling Chi returned to the cabin, Xiao Xiangzi and Yin Kexi led 50,000 Mongol cavalry to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

The sheer number of 50,000 cavalrymen was terrifying. The Taoist priests left behind by the Quanzhen Sect were terrified and immediately closed the mountain gates, setting up a defensive formation to repel the Mongol cavalry.

Although Mongol cavalry dominated Eurasia, they were only adept at fighting on plains and were less effective against enemies who resisted from the mountains.

Wang Chongyang understood this very well, which is why he established the Tomb of the Living Dead in Zhongnan Mountain as a base for resisting the Jin dynasty. Although Lin Chaoying won the tomb, he still established the Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain and passed on his anti-Jin ideals to his disciples.

As disciples of Wang Chongyang, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen inherited the military strategy of defending mountains.

As the foremost Taoist sect in the world, Quanzhen Taoism has numerous disciples. With its advantageous terrain, even if 100,000 or 200,000 Mongol cavalry came, let alone 50,000, they would be confident in defending their mountain gate.

……

At the foot of the mountain, Yin Kexi looked at the defensive formation set up by the Quanzhen Sect, his face filled with confidence.

He leaped out on his horse and shouted, "Listen up, Taoists of the Quanzhen Sect! I am Yin Kexi, here on the orders of His Highness Kublai Khan to capture Ling Chi! Whoever in your Quanzhen Sect can escort Ling Chi down the mountain will be rewarded with wealth and honor!"

Upon hearing this, a buzz of excitement swept through the Quanzhen Sect.

Chapter Thirty-One: Prelude to the Carnage

"Shut up!" Qiu Chuji shouted. "Listen, Yin Kexi! My Quanzhen Sect is the number one Taoist sect in the world. How can we allow you to corrupt us with your gold, silver, and worldly possessions in this secluded place!"

All the Quanzhen disciples fell silent; some felt ashamed, some were disdainful, and some were dissatisfied.

The title of "the number one Taoism in the world" sounds impressive, but as the saying goes, "a large forest has all kinds of birds," and it's not a monolithic entity.

"Hmph!" Xiao Xiangzi's zombie-like face was extremely gloomy. He said, "Yin Kexi, why waste words with them? We have 50,000 iron cavalry, and the Quanzhen Sect is on my Mongolian territory. What can they possibly do to us?"

"Haha, harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth. It's best to avoid deaths if possible." Yin Kexi's business logic was that of a businessman; obtaining the greatest profit at the lowest cost was his lifelong principle.

"Hmph!" Xiao Xiangzi said, "What do you mean by 'harmony brings wealth'? You're just not respected by those old-fashioned people."

“Brother Xiao is right.” Yin Kexi smiled, then his face darkened and he raised his voice, “We are ordered to capture Ling Chi. If your Quanzhen Sect does not want bloodshed, then tell us where Ling Chi is. Otherwise, the 50,000 iron cavalry behind me are not to be trifled with.”

The Quanzhen Sect buzzed again.

"Sect Leader." Almost everyone looked at Qiu Chuji with pleading expressions.

Qiu Chuji's face was very grim. He was reluctant to tell the Mongols the direction of the ancient tomb, but as the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, he could not ignore the lives of his disciples.

After hesitating for a long time, Qiu Chuji sighed and turned away.

The Quanzhen disciples breathed a sigh of relief, and then one of them, with a loud voice, pointed out the direction of the ancient tomb to Yin Kexi.

"Thank you." Yin Kexi smiled broadly and turned to say, "Brother Xiao, didn't we get the news without losing a single soldier? It's a great deal, a great deal."

"Hmph!" Xiao Xiangzi looked at the terrain of Zhongnan Mountain and said, "What should we do next? The mountain roads are difficult to travel, and the cavalry will be of no use."

“Leave 10,000 men to guard the horses, and the rest of you, armed with bows and scimitars, will follow us up the mountain on foot,” Yin Kexi laughed. “Our Mongol cavalry isn’t just good at mounted combat; we’re still a pack of wolves when we’re off horseback.”

"That's true." Xiao Xiangzi nodded, then ordered 10,000 men to stay behind, while the other 40,000 men, armed with bows, arrows, and scimitars, went into the mountains to besiege Lingchi.

……

"Big brother, something bad has happened!" Lu Wushuang, as light as a feather, floated into the courtyard, shouting, "The Mongol Tartars are attacking!"

Lu Wushuang went out to play right after breakfast today. The commotion of 50,000 Mongol cavalrymen at the foot of the mountain had already alerted her. She had just secretly run to the mountainside to observe the situation and witnessed the entire confrontation between the Quanzhen Sect and the Mongol cavalrymen.

Seeing that the Quanzhen Sect had disregarded morality and told the Mongols the direction of the ancient tomb, Lu Wushuang was both shocked and furious. He immediately ran back to warn Ling and hated the Quanzhen Taoists to the core.

"You stinking Taoist priests, just you wait! Once we drive away the Mongol Tartars, I'll tear down your entire sect!"

……

In the courtyard, Ling Chi and Xiao Longnv were practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Sword Technique. Since that day when they exchanged metaphors, their hearts had become closely connected, and their proficiency in practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Sword Technique had become increasingly high. The combined destructive power was like a storm, which was quite frightening.

Just as they were enjoying their practice, they suddenly heard Lu Wushuang shout. The two immediately stopped, and Shuang'er ran out of the small wooden house: "Wushuang, what did you say? The Tartars are here?"

"Big brother, Shuang'er sister, I just saw..." Lu Wushuang blurted out what had happened, getting angrier as she spoke: "Those Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect are so hateful! Big brother, after we drive away the Mongol Tartars, we must tear down their sect's gate."

"Alright, calm down." Seeing Lu Wushuang's face red with anger, Ling Chi rubbed her head and said, "Although Taoist priests may not be very ethical, if you put yourself in their shoes, they really have no obligation or need to protect us from disaster. People should be empathetic and not be so biased."

"But... I just can't stand it!" Lu Wushuang said, looking aggrieved.

"Since you're still angry, then you can stand guard and watch your big brother kill those Mongol barbarians to vent your anger," Ling Chi said with a smile.

Lu Wushuang immediately beamed and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, big brother must kill more Mongol Tartars and let them bully people."

Ling Chi patted her head and turned to Shuang'er, saying, "Shuang'er, take good care of Wushuang later, and also look after the fish that slipped through the net."

Shuang'er nodded: "Don't worry, brother, I will."