Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

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Seeing Yue Laosan's calm expression, Ling Chi unleashed an invisible sword aura that pierced Yue Laosan's skull. Yue Laosan died silently without even reacting or struggling.

"Why did Brother Ling kill him?" Huang Rong was very surprised. "This person didn't seem like a bad person!"

"To judge whether a person is good or bad, we should not look at their character, but at what they have done," Ling Chi said. "Yue Laosan's character is indeed not bad, but he has done too many bad things, otherwise he would not have become one of the Four Evils. Although we are not great heroes, we must not be soft-hearted when we encounter such people, otherwise we will let the tiger return to the mountain and cause endless trouble."

Huang Rong nodded and said, "What about the remaining three villains? If they go to Wanjie Valley and don't find Yue Laosan, won't they take their anger out on Sister Zhong's family?"

"Just stop them from going," Ling Chi said with a smile.

"Is Brother going to wait for them here?" Shuang'er asked.

Ling Chi nodded: "But before that, I'll go and collect some recipes."

"???"

……

Several months ago, Mu Wanqing and her master Qin Hongmian went to the Mantuo Manor in Suzhou to kill a woman named Li Qingluo. However, Li Qingluo's place was very strange, with small rivers and harbors branching off from one another. Mu Wanqing and Qin Hongmian killed many of Li Qingluo's men, but they still could not see her.

Later, Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing went to find Li Qingluo separately, and agreed that if they could not meet up in a month, they would go to Dali separately, because Qin Hongmian still wanted to kill another woman, who lived in Dali.

After the two separated, Mu Wanqing encountered many skilled male and female servants, including two old women whose martial arts were extremely high. Mu Wanqing was outnumbered and fled to Dali while fighting, where she found Gan Baobao.

Gan Baobao is Qin Hongmian's junior sister and the mastermind behind instigating Qin Hongmian to kill Li Qingluo. She was very disappointed to see that Mu Wanqing had not killed Li Qingluo, but she still arranged for Mu Wanqing to stay temporarily in the manor outside Wanjie Valley, hoping that after Qin Hongmian returned, she would ask the two of them to go to Dali City to hunt down another woman.

But before Qin Hongmian returned, the two old women, along with a group of servants skilled in martial arts, chased after her from Suzhou to Dali.

At this moment, the two old women were leading two or three hundred of their men in the mountains, searching for Mu Wanqing's hiding place. With their tracking skills, they had already pinpointed the general direction and were just waiting to close the net so that Mu Wanqing would know the consequences of offending Mantuo Manor.

"This awful weather, it's so hot." Although it was already autumn, the temperature was still very high. Grandma Ping wiped the sweat from her face. She was overweight and was most afraid of the heat. At this moment, with the sun shining brightly overhead, she was already drenched in sweat.

"Just bear with it!" Granny Rui said beside her. "Once we catch that little slut, we can go back to the manor and enjoy our retirement."

"That's true, but this weather is just too hot." Granny Ping opened her water bag and took a sip of water: "Pah, even the water is hot, I'm going to die from the heat."

Grandma Rui chuckled and was about to speak when she suddenly heard a shout from ahead: "Popsicles! Icy and sweet popsicles, ten taels of silver each, or your money back!"

Chapter Twenty-Six: Counterattack

Under the watchful eyes of two or three hundred people, Ling Chi slowly pushed his wheelbarrow over: "Poppies, popsicles of all flavors, ten taels of silver each, or your money back. Oh! So many people, want a popsicle?"

Seeing the young vendor trying to sell popsicles to her staff, Grandma Ping immediately called out, "Popsicle seller, come here."

"Hey, you're here." Ling Chi pushed the cart over, beaming. "Grandma, would you like an ice pop?"

"How much are your popsicles?" Grandma Ping asked.

"Ten taels of silver per stick, or your money back if you don't like it," Ling Chi said with a smile.

"..." Granny Ping picked at her ear: "Ten taels of silver? Did I hear you wrong, or did you misunderstand?"

“You heard me right, and I didn’t misspoke. It’s ten taels of silver a stick.” Ling Chi laughed. “Because my popsicles are special. They contain many rare ingredients. After eating them, not only will your whole body feel cool and the summer heat will disappear, but your mind will also calm down. You will be able to figure out and do many things that you can’t understand or do normally.”

"Hahaha..." Granny Ping laughed loudly: "You, a mere mountain peddler, dare to speak such nonsense so shamelessly. This old woman has never seen anything like it in her life."

“What you’re saying, Mother-in-law, doesn’t make sense,” Ling Chi said. “If you don’t believe me, just buy one and try it to see if it’s real or not. If you still think I’m talking nonsense after you’ve tried it, I won’t charge you a penny.”

Seeing that he was serious, Granny Ping nodded: "Alright, I'll try this ten-tael-of-silver popsicle and see what it's all about."

Ling Chi smiled broadly, opened the box containing the popsicles, and asked, "What flavor does Grandma like?"

Grandma Ping saw the colorful popsicles displayed inside, about a dozen different types, and asked, "What flavors are these?"

"There are apple flavored, orange flavored, pear flavored, red bean flavored, mung bean flavored, cream flavored..."

Hearing Ling Chi rattle off all the flavors so fluently, both Granny Ping and Granny Rui showed their appreciation: "You've really put your heart into this, lad."

Ling Chi laughed and said, "Just making a living."

Grandma Ping hesitated for a moment, then picked out a crispy cream popsicle. Why? Because it looked high-end.

Ling Chi smiled and said, "Grandma, please try it and see if what I said is an exaggeration."

Grandma Ping nodded and licked it.

"Well--"

……

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the high-level white-rank diner, Granny Ping. The diner's level is too low and does not count towards the conquest count. The high-level white-rank recipe, Stinky Fermented Tofu, has been dropped."

"Fermented Stinky Tofu: Premium White Recipe, Aesthetics -1, Valid Uses: 3 times"

……

Another bizarre recipe has appeared, and it's aesthetically displeasing.

Ling Chi glanced at Granny Ping. The old woman was extremely obese, with a protruding belly, as if she were seven or eight months pregnant. Her hair was gray, and her face was full of fat, making her look exactly like a toad spirit reincarnated.

No wonder, with looks like that, it would be strange if her aesthetic sense was normal.

Upon waking from the illusion, Granny Ping pulled out ten taels of silver without saying a word: "It's worth the price."

"Thank you for your patronage, ma'am." Ling Chi accepted the money with a smile, then turned to Granny Rui: "Would you like one, ma'am?"

Granny Rui looked at Granny Ping, who nodded and said, "Indeed, as he said, ten taels of silver is not much."

"Then I'll have one too!" Grandma Rui picked out an orange-flavored one, and then...

"Well--"

……

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of Granny Rui, a high-level white-rank diner. The diner's rank is too low and does not count towards the conquest count. You have obtained a high-level white-rank recipe - Fried Centipede."

"Fried Centipede: Advanced White Recipe, True Qi +0.5, Cooldown Time 10 Days".

……

So-so, Ling Chi no longer finds this kind of recipe appealing.

“It’s definitely worth the price.” Granny Rui also took out ten taels of silver. At the same time, she saw the potential value of these popsicles and asked, “What did you put in these popsicles? Why are they so different?”

“I’m sorry, this is a family secret recipe, and we never share it with outsiders,” Ling Chi said.

"That's not up to you!" Granny Rui slammed her iron staff into the ground, and the stones on the ground cracked instantly, demonstrating the immense power she possessed.

The people around immediately surrounded Ling Chi, staring at him menacingly.

"..." Ling Chi looked at Granny Rui: "What do you mean by this, Granny?"

"Hand over the formula, and I'll spare your life." A hint of murderous intent flashed in Granny Rui's small eyes.

Ling Chi chuckled lightly: "Are all the people in Mantuo Manor like you? You really deserve to die."

Upon seeing that Ling Chi knew they were from Mantuo Manor, Granny Ping and Granny Rui immediately became wary: "Who are you? How do you know our origins?"

"Who I am is unimportant," Ling Chi said calmly. "What's important is that you dare to threaten me, really..." He suddenly shouted, "How dare you!"

Ling Chi's body trembled, and golden light burst forth from his entire body. He struck out with both palms, and a huge golden dragon soared into the sky. In mid-air, it transformed into eighteen smaller golden dragons, which swooped down towards the crowd accompanied by bursts of dragon roars.

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!?" Granny Ping and Granny Rui exclaimed in shock, their faces drained of color.

They were all like that, and their subordinates were even more terrified, running away as fast as they could, but it was too late. The eighteen golden dragons charged into the crowd like lightning, exploding with a deafening roar.

After the explosion, accompanied by screams and wails, nearly three hundred people lay on the ground, some with broken heads and bleeding, some spitting blood, and others in indescribable injuries, a truly tragic scene.

Granny Ping and Granny Rui were also among them, but they were not injured by the Golden Dragon's explosion. Instead, they were seriously injured by Ling Chi's protective aura because they were too close to him.

The golden light emanating from Ling Chi slowly dissipated, and he looked down at them with domineering arrogance, coldly saying, "You're courting death."

The two old women fell silent, and suddenly a very pungent odor emanated from their bodies.

Ling Chi frowned: "What bad luck."

Put the popsicles away; after all, it's a blue recipe, we can't waste it on these little minions.

I rummaged through the Chef God's Space and finally found some fresh milk.

Fresh Milk: Standard white recipe, increases stamina by 20. No cooldown.

Ling Chi walked into the crowd and poured fresh milk into their mouths.

"Well--"

A series of notification sounds rang out. There were more than 280 people, but only seven or eight of them had white, high-end menus; the rest were white, ordinary ones.

It looks rubbish, but it's already quite remarkable that Mantuo Manor could gather so many servants who know martial arts. No wonder Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing charged over with great momentum, but in the end they could only flee back in a sorry state.

After all the recipes were harvested, Ling Chi looked at the wounded people scattered all over the ground and thought for a moment, but still decided that he could not let them leave alive.

A bamboo flute gleaming with the cold light of steel appeared in his hand. This flute was made by Pu Heng from mixed metals. It was very tough and could withstand the shock of Ling Chi's innate true energy.

Ling Chi placed the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) to his lips and played a series of notes.

Azure sea...the song of rising tide.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Seeking One's Own Death

At noon, two men and one woman arrived at Shanren Ferry.

The leader was an old man in a green robe. He had a long beard, a dark face, and bright eyes, but his legs were crippled. He walked with a pair of canes, but he walked steadily.

Behind him to the left was a middle-aged man. He was extremely tall but also very thin, like a bamboo pole. His face was also frightening, enough to stop a child from crying at night.

To the right rear was a middle-aged woman who still retained her charm, but three bloody marks on each cheek marred her beauty.

These three are the three of the Four Evils: "The Heinous" Duan Yanqing, "The Unscrupulous" Ye Erniang, and "The Vicious" Yun Zhonghe.

The three were invited to Wanjie Valley to help Zhong Wanchou. Due to their schedules, they arrived half a day later than Yue Laosan, the Crocodile God of the South Sea. As soon as they crossed the iron chain bridge, they saw a small stall under a tree not far away, with a man and two women standing behind it.

The man was a handsome young man of eighteen or nineteen, tall and thin, slightly shorter and fatter than Yun Zhonghe. He was dressed in white, wearing a tall hat, and had fair skin. If you didn't know better, you might think you had encountered the White Impermanence.

The two girls were strikingly beautiful; one appeared to be fifteen or sixteen, with a beauty that rivaled that of an angel; the other appeared to be twelve or thirteen, with a delicate and charming appearance. Upon seeing these two girls, Yun Zhonghe's eyes instantly burned with desire, and his body grew even hotter.

Yun Zhonghe drooled and said, "To encounter such a beautiful woman in these mountains and fields is truly wonderful, wonderful indeed."

Ye Erniang chuckled: "Fourth brother, you're at it again."

"Hmph!" Duan Yanqing snorted coldly and said in ventriloquism, "Mind your own business and don't let it interfere with important matters."

"Boss, this woman is too beautiful, the most beautiful I've ever seen in my life. I really can't let her go," Yun Zhonghe said with great covetousness.