Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Yang Guo laughed and said, "I could smell the aroma of meat as soon as I came in. Did Brother Ling make it?"

"You have such a keen sense of smell." Ling Chi smiled, glanced at Yang Guo's hands, and said, "Go wash your hands first. Gnawing on bones is a bit greasy. I'll go make a cold dish."

Lu Wushuang immediately pouted: "Ugh, I wanted to eat cabbage hearts earlier, but my big brother wouldn't make them for me. Why did he make them for me so readily when it came to this silly guy? That's not fair."

"Shut up!" Ling Chi glared at her. "All you do is eat, eat, eat! Don't you even look how fat you've gotten?"

"Where...where am I fat?" Lu Wushuang pinched her little belly.

"..." His expression changed from sunny to cloudy.

"Now you know!" Ling Chi sneered.

Lu Wushuang threw herself into Xiaolongnu's arms: "Waaah, Sister Long, Big Brother is bullying me."

"..."

Looking at the atmosphere in the hut, Yang Guo's eyes were filled with envy, and at the same time, a little regret: If I hadn't left, could things be like this today...?

……

Yang Guo had just finished washing his hands and sat down when Ling Chi brought a plate of cold dishes to the table, along with a bottle of strong liquor, saying, "It's rare for Guo'er to come back, so have a few drinks with me today."

Yang Guo laughed and said, "Of course I'll keep you company."

Taking a sip of wine, gnawing on a bone, and eating a bite of food, Yang Guo narrowed his eyes.

It's been such a long, long time since I've had such delicious food.

If I do the math, it should be about seven or eight years.

"Hey, you idiot." Lu Wushuang asked while gnawing on a meat bone, "Where have you been all these years? I've been wandering the martial world for three years and haven't heard a word from you."

"How could you possibly hear that?" Yang Guo laughed. "I've been practicing martial arts in a valley outside Xiangyang City for the past few years, and I only recently managed to leave the valley."

"Outside Xiangyang City?" Lu Wushuang was surprised: "Why did you go there?"

“There’s no particular reason.” Yang Guo shook his head and said, “That day, after leaving the Ancient Tomb, I wandered aimlessly, and before I knew it, I arrived at that valley outside Xiangyang City. Then I encountered a giant divine eagle fighting with a giant python…”

Yang Guo recounted his experiences over the past seven years. When Lu Wushuang heard that Yang Guo had inherited Dugu Qiubai's legacy and learned the Xuan Tie Sword Technique, she exclaimed in surprise, "The Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai you mentioned, is he the Dugu Qiubai who created the Dugu Nine Swords?"

"It is indeed Senior Sword Demon." Yang Guo nodded, slightly surprised: "You've heard of the Sword Demon's name?"

Lu Wushuang turned to look at Ling Chi, her eyes flickering.

"Why are you looking at me?" Ling Chi put down the bone he had just finished gnawing on and said, "The Dugu Nine Swords was indeed created by Dugu Qiubai, but I am not Dugu Qiubai's successor."

"Brother Ling also has the legacy of the Sword Demon!?" Yang Guo was very surprised.

"I only learned the Dugu Nine Swords, not your Xuan Tie Sword Technique." Ling Chi wiped the oil off his hands and said, "But you kid were able to obtain the Sword Demon's inheritance, so your strength must already be comparable to the Five Greats, right?"

"I wouldn't dare," Yang Guo shook his head repeatedly, saying, "I'm just a greenhorn, how could I possibly compare myself to the Five Greats?"

Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, "Don't underestimate yourself. Look at Wushuang, that chubby girl. Her strength is not much worse than the Five Greats."

"Who's the fat girl!" Lu Wushuang huffed angrily. "I'm plump, not fat!"

Ling Chi sneered: "Do you even believe that yourself?"

"..." Lu Wushuang threw herself into Xiaolongnu's arms: "Waaah, Sister Dragon..."

Little Dragon Girl: "..."

Yang Guo chuckled and said, "Wife... Shuang'er isn't fat at all; in fact, she's just the right amount of plump."

"Really?" Lu Wushuang peeked with one eye.

"Really." Yang Guo nodded, his eyes sincere.

"I knew it!" Lu Wushuang stepped out of Xiaolongnu's arms and giggled, "If I were fat, how could so many people like me? Big brother is just exaggerating."

"..." Ling Chi shook his head: "Whatever makes you happy."

Ling filled Yang Guo's wine cup, and Yang Guo quickly thanked him, saying, "Brother Ling, let me do it!"

“There aren’t so many rules at home.” Ling Chi smiled slightly. “Have a couple of drinks first, then we’ll continue.”

"Yes, I salute Brother Ling." Yang Guo raised his wine cup, clinked it with Ling Chi's, and drank it all in one gulp.

This strong liquor is very potent and extremely spicy. Yang Guo took a sip and felt a burning sensation in his mouth and a burning sensation in his chest. He couldn't help but cough a few times and said, "What a strong liquor."

Ling Chi laughed and said, "Old Baijiu has a high alcohol content, so it's best to sip it slowly. Drinking it like this will only harm your health."

"Brother Ling is right, Yang Guo has learned a lot."

After a few casual words, Yang Guo continued to recount his experiences.

For the first two years, Yang Guo was trained by a giant eagle in the valley outside Xiangyang City. After two years, the giant eagle took Yang Guo to the seaside, where he was exposed to the impact of the sea every day to hone the Sword Demon's unique internal skill - Raging Waves.

This terrifying power can only be cultivated in the ocean. Once mastered, one will possess unparalleled internal strength, which, when used, will be like waves, one after another, each stronger than the last, endlessly cycling.

"Is it really that powerful?" Lu Wushuang felt that Yang Guo was being a bit like a peddler: "It's just practicing martial arts in the sea! I don't believe that raging waves can be that powerful."

Yang Guo smiled and said, "You're right, I'm not actually that good."

"..." Lu Wu looked at him with surprise and doubt, thinking: How did this idiot change? He never used to agree with me.

Chapter Forty-Five: A Story Too Long to Tell

Ling Chi's eyes held a hint of admiration: "A gentleman does not contend, therefore he has no one to contend with. Yang Guo, that boy, has grown up and matured."

"Eat first, then spar with me." Ling Chi handed Yang Guo a large bone.

"Okay." A hint of anticipation flashed in Yang Guo's eyes.

Since leaving the valley after mastering his skills, Yang Guo had dealt with some bandits and outlaws, but these were hardly warm-ups. It was frustrating to have no opportunity to use his martial arts. Ling Chi had managed to train Lu Wushuang into a top-tier expert, so his own martial arts must be extraordinary. This sparring match was the perfect opportunity to test the results of his training.

……

In an open space a few hundred meters away from the cabin, Yang Guo, holding the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword, faced Ling Chi, who was unarmed, and said, "Brother Ling, are you really going to go empty-handed? Although my Xuan Tie Heavy Sword has no edge, it is not just for decoration."

"Don't worry!" Ling Chi laughed, "You're still a long way from hurting me!"

Yang Guo raised an eyebrow and said, "In that case, Brother Ling, be careful."

"Come on!" Ling Chi adopted the starting stance of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and clashed with Yang Guo's Xuan Tie Heavy Sword.

Watching Yang Guo and Ling Chi use such fierce fighting styles, Lu Wushuang was a little worried: "Aren't you going to get hurt fighting so hard?"

"Who are you worried about getting hurt?" Shuang'er asked with a charming smile.

"Of course I... uh... of course I'm worried about my big brother!" Lu Wushuang said guiltily, "I didn't expect that silly egg's swordsmanship is so good, I might not be a match for him."

Little Dragon Girl nodded: "Guo'er's swordsmanship is indeed powerful, and his internal energy is also very strong, no less than mine. The Surging Waves technique is indeed the most outstanding internal energy cultivation method in the world."

"Oh! Big brother, are you in danger?" Lu Wushuang was genuinely worried.

"Don't worry!" Shuang'er smiled and said, "Yang Guo is indeed powerful, but it depends on who he's compared to."

"..."

In the center of the battlefield, Ling Chi felt Yang Guo's relentless attacks, each strike heavier than the last, and his admiration grew stronger: Dugu Qiubai truly lived up to his reputation as a hidden mastermind. The power of his Xuan Tie Sword Technique alone was no less than that of the Five Greats. It seems that his lonely death without a worthy opponent back then was not just bragging.

Compared to Ling Chi's praise, Yang Guo's heart was filled with turbulent waves.

They have now exchanged at least a hundred blows, and his Xuan Tie Heavy Sword has struck Ling Chi's bare hands more than a hundred times. But Ling Chi seems to be unharmed, while he is always shaken so badly that his hands go numb and his tiger's mouth is about to split open.

Brother Ling... is actually this strong!

Yang Guo suddenly realized he had underestimated the heroes of the world. If even the 'unknown' Ling Chi was so powerful, just how strong were the Five Greats, whose names were known throughout the land?

Yang Guo dared not even think about it.

Seeing that Yang Guo suddenly seemed a little absent-minded, Ling Chi increased his strength and struck out with his palm, hitting the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword squarely.

Yang Guo felt a tremendous force coming from him, and his tiger's mouth split open instantly. The heavy sword flew out of his hand, spun 720 degrees in the air, and stuck diagonally into the ground.

"Although it's just a friendly sparring session, is this the behavior of a martial artist—being so distracted?" Ling Chi criticized seriously.

Ignoring the blood seeping from his palm, Yang Guo lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Brother Ling is right, Yang Guo is ashamed."

Seeing his good attitude in admitting his mistake, Ling Chi's expression softened, and he said, "Your martial arts are indeed quite good, no less than the Five Greats. Given time, you will surely become a great person."

"Not inferior to the Five Greats!?" Yang Guo was astonished: "Brother Ling... is that true? I can be compared to the Five Greats?"

Ling Chi laughed and said, "A few years ago, at Lu Family Village in Dasheng Pass, I sparred with the Eastern Heretic and the Northern Beggar. Their martial arts skills should be about the same as yours."

"I see." Yang Guo suddenly realized, "I didn't expect Brother Ling to have already fought against two of the Five Greats." He paused, then looked at him with admiration, "Brother Ling was able to defeat them, so his martial arts must be no less than that of the Chongyang Master back then, right?"

"Who knows!" Ling Chi shook his head: "Before they fight, it's impossible to tell who is stronger or weaker."

Yang Guo nodded.

"Hey! What are you two chatting about?" Lu Wushuang suddenly walked over, rolling her eyes at Yang Guo: "Can't you see your palms are bleeding!"

Yang Guo glanced at his bleeding right hand and smiled, "I really didn't notice until you pointed it out, thank you."

"No need to thank me, I was just showing concern for the injured person, don't overthink it," Lu Wushuang said.

Yang Guo nodded with a smile: "I know."

"..."

"Alright, there's medicine inside. Wushuang, take him over to get it applied!" Ling Chi said with a smile.

"Why do you want me to go?" Lu Wushuang pouted, "I'm not going!"

"No need to trouble Wushuang, I can do it myself," Yang Guo quickly replied.

“One person can’t do it.” Ling Chi shook his head and said, “Since Wushuang is unwilling, then I will do it!”

"Then... I'll have to trouble you, Brother Ling."

"Pretentious." Ling Chi pulled out the heavy black iron sword stuck in the ground and casually tossed it. Surprisingly, it accurately inserted into the scabbard on Yang Guo's back, fitting perfectly.

Yang Guo had initially tried to dodge, but he noticed the trajectory of the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword was precisely behind his scabbard. He stood still, and sure enough, the sword accurately pierced the scabbard. This level of precision alone filled Yang Guo with awe and immense admiration.

"Brother Ling is indeed amazing; I still have a long way to go."

Ling Chi laughed and said, "No need for flattery, let's go!"

Yang Guo nodded and followed Ling Chi back to the cabin.

Lu Wushuang: "..."

Don't ignore me! Don't I have any pride?!