Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Hong Qigong's face darkened. In all his years of wandering the martial world, this was the first time he had encountered someone who showed him such disrespect.

Ouyang Feng immediately threw his head back and laughed wildly, mocking, "Beggar, aren't you the leader of the Beggars' Sect? You can't even afford a piece of cut cake, you're a disgrace to the Beggars' Sect."

“You…” Hong Qigong was known for his fiery temper, and this provocation immediately made him ready to attack.

"Wait a minute." Huang Yaoshi stopped him and said, "It's just two pieces of cut cake. I'll pay for it for Brother Hong. Young brother, here are two pieces of cut cake."

Accepting the money handed over, Ling Chi smiled and handed over the cut cake, saying, "Thank you for your patronage."

"Brother Hong, take this." Huang Yaoshi handed it to Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong's expression improved considerably: "Thank you, Brother Huang."

Opening the packaging of a piece of cut cake, Hong Qigong said, "I want to try it and see why this cut cake is worth ten taels of silver."

He stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth, and the next moment, Hong Qigong felt his strength and energy instantly restored. He was utterly shocked: "This...this is!?"

"Hmm?" Seeing that Hong Qigong also had this reaction, Huang Yaoshi, Duan Zhixing and Ouyang Feng couldn't help but try a piece. Soon after, they also discovered the wonder of the cut cake.

This time, everyone's gaze towards Ling Chi changed.

Facing the gazes of the Five Masters, Ling Chi smiled slightly: "Excuse me, could you five please step aside? You're blocking my business."

The Five Greats: "..."

Ouyang Feng sneered: "Boy, do you know who I am?"

"I know, it's Ouyang Feng!" Ling Chi waved his hand: "Get out of the way, don't you know that blocking someone's money is like killing their parents! Don't make me lose my temper."

"...Hahahaha!" Ouyang Feng laughed wildly, but his laughter stopped abruptly, and his expression turned gloomy: "I'd like to see how you unleash your fury!"

Ling Chi shook his head helplessly, about to teach Ouyang Feng a lesson, when Wang Chongyang stepped forward and said, "Brother Ouyang, we can go up the mountain now, don't be late."

What time is left before we head up the mountain?

Ouyang Feng knew that Wang Chongyang was there to protect Ling Chi. Although he could despise Ling Chi, he dared not disrespect Wang Chongyang.

He snorted coldly, glanced at Ling Chi, and said, "For Master Wang's sake, I'll spare him this time."

It's only once; once the sword competition is over, there won't be a next time.

"Thank you, Brother Ouyang." Wang Chongyang smiled slightly and said to Ling Chi, "Young brother, after the Mount Hua Sword Tournament is over, would you be willing to accompany me to Chongyang Palace for a visit?"

Ouyang Feng's eyes turned cold: Wang Chongyang, you can protect this kid for a while, but can you protect him forever!

Ling Chi, of course, knew Wang Chongyang's good intentions and smiled, "Since you have invited me, I dare not refuse."

Wang Chongyang nodded with a smile and said to everyone, "Gentlemen, why don't we have a competition to see who can reach the summit of Mount Hua first?"

One sentence was enough to ignite the martial artist's competitive spirit.

"Right on my mind!"

……

The Five Masters went hiking, followed closely by some who considered themselves skilled in martial arts. The rest were just spectators, knowing they had no chance and simply there for the spectacle. They swarmed around Ling Chi's stall, scrambling to buy cut cakes.

Ling Chi had said that each person was limited to two pieces, but after eating it and learning about the miraculous effects of the cut cake, how could they resist buying more? So many people changed their clothes after buying two pieces and continued to queue up to buy more.

They thought that with so many people buying cut cakes, Ling Chi wouldn't remember who was who, but they were wrong.

Ling Chi had eaten many "enlightened" recipes, and his brain memory was beyond that of ordinary people. Although these people had disguised themselves, facial features could not lie. Ling Chi recognized the first person who had disguised himself and made a second purchase at a glance.

He turned to Shuang'er and said, "Throw it away."

Shuang'er grabbed the man's ankle and used her invincible wind and fire wheel to throw him into the river hundreds of meters away.

"!!!∑（°Д°ノ）ノ"

No one dared to cause trouble.

……

In one day, everyone bought cut cakes, and Ling Chi also acquired more than a thousand recipes.

While taking stock of today's harvest, Ling Chi listened to the roars of dragons and tigers, the croaking and biubiu sounds coming from the top of Mount Hua, as well as various special effects shots, and couldn't help but sigh: It's getting more and more magical.

"Brother, we sold over 30,000 taels of silver today." Shuang'er finished counting the silver and said with a grin, "We can buy a lot of things."

Ling Chi smiled and put the silver into the Chef God Space.

He turned to look at the special effects on the mountaintop and said, "Let's go! Let's go see the mountaintop."

Shuang'er nodded, jumped onto the wheelbarrow, and then Ling Chi pushed the wheelbarrow, rushing towards the top of the mountain.

Those on the ground gasped in astonishment upon witnessing this scene.

Pushing a wheelbarrow up Mount Hua? Are you kidding me?!

After the initial gasp, they all wore gloating expressions: "I want to see what he does when he falls."

I'll make sure you don't sell too much cut cake, or I'll smash your head against the wall!

A few minutes later, the schadenfreude on everyone's faces disappeared.

Because... Ling Chi actually pushed the wheelbarrow all the way to the top of the mountain.

Chapter Four: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms - The War Dragon in the Wild!"

"Toad Kung Fu, Third Form—Croak, Croak, Croak!"

"Finger Flicking Divine Skill!"

"One-Finger Divine Skill!"

"Hahaha, that's exhilarating! That's exhilarating! Behold my invincible innate divine skill!"

……

In the first Mount Hua Sword Tournament, the original novel says that the Five Greats fought for seven days and seven nights, and in the end, Wang Chongyang became the number one in the world, making the other four greats completely convinced.

The question is, why did Wang Chongyang, who could win the respect of the Four Great Masters, drag the competition out for seven days and seven nights? Even if he exchanged a thousand blows with each of them, it should have been over in two or three days!

Now, Ling Chi finally understands why.

Watching Wang Chongyang fight the four great masters single-handedly without being at a disadvantage, Ling Chi kept thinking, "Holy crap!"

Blue-level top-tier! This Wang Chongyang is definitely a blue-level top-tier figure!

The battle between the five intensified, while the others who had reached the summit were swept back down by the shockwaves emanating from them. But Ling Chi noticed something was amiss.

Behind a rock only half a person's height, clinging to the cliff, hid a middle-aged man. He had one hand embedded in the rock to stabilize himself and prevent himself from being blown away by the gust of wind, while his other hand was mimicking the moves of the Five Absolutes in battle.

This man's hands were extremely large, at least twice the size of an average person's. A name flashed through Ling Chi's mind: Qiu Qianren!

He remembered that in the original novel, before the first Mount Hua Sword Tournament, Wang Chongyang and others invited Qiu Qianren to participate, but Qiu Qianren declined because he knew that his Iron Palm Divine Skill was not yet fully mastered and he was no match for Wang Chongyang.

However, it now appears that Qiu Qianren was present at the first Mount Hua Sword Tournament, but he simply hid and observed the martial arts of the Five Greats, which led everyone to believe that he had never been there.

At this moment, Duan Zhixing unleashed a sword aura with his One-Finger Divine Skill, which was deflected by the sword energy on Wang Chongyang's longsword. The sword aura struck the rock with a "poof" sound, actually piercing through it.

Qiu Qianren was unable to dodge in time, nor did he dare to dodge, and was struck directly by the sword energy.

Seeing Qiu Qianren sweating profusely and his eyes blazing with anger, Ling Chi suddenly had a wild idea.

Years later, Qiu Qianren injured Ying Gu's child, trying to force Duan Zhixing to use the One-Finger Divine Skill to heal the child and thus make him withdraw from the second Mount Hua Sword Tournament. Could it be that this accidental injury was the source of their enmity?

Otherwise, why would Qiu Qianren choose to cause trouble for Duan Zhixing instead of others?

And then there's Wang Chongyang. If Wang Chongyang hadn't died so young, Qiu Qianren would definitely have gone after him too.

Ling Chi stroked his chin, secretly crept up behind Qiu Qianren, and pointed a finger at his pressure point, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

……

Ling Chi took out dozens of tsampa and stuffed them into Qiu Qianren's mouth one after another.

After stuffing in the fiftieth tsampa, the expected notification sound finally came.

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of Qiu Qianren, a high-level blue-level diner. Conquest count +0.01. High-level blue-level recipe dropped: Iron Tree Blossoms."

"Iron Tree Blossoms: Advanced Blue Recipe, Constitution +7, Strength +7, Agility +7, Cooldown: 10 days."

……

Ling Chi's eyes lit up. A recipe that adds three attributes? And the combined increase is 21 points, which is much stronger than Hong Qigong and Jinlun Fawang.

The appearance of this recipe further confirmed one thing for Ling Chi: the God of Cookery System was indeed a one-sided genius.

The definition of a dish's quality is not based on its shortest plank, but on its longest.

Even if the other planks are only one centimeter long, as long as the longest plank is one meter long, it is stronger than a wooden bucket with a long plank of 0.9 meters and a short plank of 0.8 meters!

What an amazing student who excels in only one subject! I can't mess with him.

Having won over Qiu Qianren's stomach, Ling Chi casually tossed him off the mountain. Whether he would survive the fall depended on Qiu Qianren's luck.

……

After a day of fighting, the sun finally set. Although the Five Greats had gained night vision due to their profound skills, they were still exhausted after fighting for most of the day.

Wang Chongyang leaped backward to dodge the attacks of the Four Great Masters, and said, "It's getting late today, how about we call a truce for now and fight again tomorrow?"

The four masters were also exhausted, and they all nodded: "Alright, let's fight again tomorrow!"

Having agreed to a ceasefire, the Five Greats sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate and regulate their breathing.

Just then, Ling Chi pushed his wheelbarrow to the center of the arena, the noise waking the Five Masters. They were initially on guard, then stared at him in astonishment: "It's you!?"

"You guys must be tired after the game!" Ling Chi chuckled. "I have some good food here, would you like to try some?"

"..."

The Five Absolutes fell silent.

After a moment, Wang Chongyang chuckled and said, "Young brother, you are indeed a remarkable person. I wonder what you are selling this time, and at what price?"

“This time I’m selling even more high-end delicacies. I wouldn’t be willing to sell them even for a thousand taels of gold.” Ling Chi said with a smile, “But I also know that none of you can afford them.”

Ouyang Feng's face darkened, and he said, "Boy, what's a mere thousand taels of gold! But if you sell it for less than a thousand taels of gold, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Don't worry." Ling Chi glanced at him and smiled, "I've always been honest and fair in my business dealings. If it's not worth the price, I'll refund tenfold."

"..." Ouyang Feng was stunned by Ling Chi's boldness. After a moment of silence, he said, "Very well, I'll try this delicacy."