Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Hmph!" Seeing that Yun Zhonghe was already aroused by lust, Duan Yanqing said, "I'll give you one hour."

Yun Zhonghe was overjoyed: "Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!"

……

"..." Although they were dozens of meters apart, Ling Chi, Huang Rong, and Shuang'er clearly heard the conversation between the three. Huang Rong and Shuang'er's beautiful eyes instantly turned murderous: "He really is a lecherous thief, he deserves to die!"

“I was originally planning to do business properly, but since that’s the case, then forget it.” Ling Chi picked up a rolling pin and said, “You can handle Yun Zhonghe and Ye Erniang. I’ll deal with Duan Yanqing.”

Huang Rong and Shuang'er nodded.

The three men got out from behind the car and blocked the way of the three villains.

"Are the visitors the Four Evils?" Ling Chi asked, pointing a rolling pin at Duan Yanqing.

A cold glint flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes: "How dare you!" He pointed a finger, and an invisible sword aura shot towards Ling Chi.

Three feet away from Lingchi, a booming sound rang out, and the invisible sword energy was actually blocked by the qi wall.

A look of fear flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes. Without saying a word, he turned and ran away.

It was unheard of for a person's internal energy to form a three-foot-high wall of energy. Duan Yanqing had escaped death countless times, and the idea of ​​fleeing immediately when encountering an enemy he couldn't defeat was ingrained in his bones. This time, he ran faster than ever before.

Why are you running?

Duan Yanqing had only run a few meters when Ling Chi blocked his way, looking at him with a smile: "It's rare to meet Crown Prince Yanqing. I, a commoner, would like to treat him well!"

What terrifying light-footed skill!

Duan Yanqing was overwhelmed by unprecedented terror and despair. He couldn't fight back; he couldn't escape. His opponent seemed to know his background, which made him feel as if he had been stripped naked and hung from a tree to be whipped.

At this moment, Ye Erniang and Yun Zhonghe realized that they had encountered an invincible master. In a flash, they rushed towards Huang Rong and Shuang'er without hesitation.

Once they are subdued, they will have the leverage to negotiate with Ling Chi.

That was what they originally thought and did, but unfortunately what they thought were two kittens were actually two big tigers. As soon as they rushed over, they were slapped to the ground by a tiger's paw and bitten on the neck.

"..."

Seeing that Ye Erniang and Yun Zhonghe were instantly subdued by Huang Rong and Shuang'er, Duan Yanqing completely gave up the idea of ​​fighting to the death and said in a low voice, "Who are you? I don't remember offending you."

“You certainly didn’t offend me before we crossed the bridge,” Ling Chi said calmly. “Unfortunately, after we crossed the bridge, the three of you said some things you shouldn’t have.”

"..." Duan Yanqing understood immediately upon hearing this, turned his head to look at Yun Zhonghe lying on the ground, and felt extremely regretful.

"Do you understand?" Ling Chi said calmly, "If I kill you, are you convinced?"

"..." Duan Yanqing remained silent for a moment, then suddenly became extremely agitated: "I can't die! I haven't avenged myself! I haven't reclaimed the throne! I can't die here!"

With a thud, Duan Yanqing knelt down, prostrating himself on the ground: "Please spare my life, and Duan Yanqing will surely repay you."

"..."

Shuang'er walked over and asked, "Brother, what should we do with these three?"

Ling Chi smiled and said, "Let's cool down Yun Zhonghe and Ye Erniang first. I'll deal with Duan Yanqing first."

Upon hearing the word "deal with," Duan Yanqing trembled and suddenly lunged at Shuang'er.

With a loud slap, Shuang'er struck him across the face, sending him flying four or five meters. Upon landing, Duan Yanqing covered his face with both hands; his left cheek was swollen high, and several large teeth were lodged in his mouth, which was filled with blood and foam.

"As expected of someone so wicked, we cannot be careless in the slightest." Shuang'er walked over and pointed a finger at Duan Yanqing, sealing his movements.

Ling Chi gave a thumbs up: "As expected of Shuang'er, you're still so decisive and efficient."

Shuang'er smiled and said, "Shall we cool them down now?"

"Let's lower the temperature!" Ling Chi nodded, paused slightly, and said, "Duan Yanqing probably can't lower it."

……

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of Ye Erniang, a common blue-level diner. Her level is too low to count as a conquest. A common blue-level recipe, 'Mother and Son's Affection,' has been dropped."

"Mother and Child Bond: Common blue recipe, increases mother-child bond by 1, valid for three uses."

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of Yun Zhonghe, a regular blue-level diner. The diner's level is too low and this does not count towards the conquest count. You have obtained the regular blue-level recipe 'Crane Stands Out from the Crowd'."

"Standing out from the crowd: Ordinary blue recipe, +1 color heart, three valid uses."

……

As expected, Ye Erniang and Yun Zhonghe's recipes were revealed, while Duan Yanqing, who stuffed two popsicles into his mouth, did not reveal any recipes.

"As expected." Ling Chi had guessed it from the beginning. Back in Tianlong Temple in Dali, Emperor Baoding Duan Zhengming was a high-level blue figure. In the original work, Duan Zhengming's martial arts were slightly weaker than Duan Yanqing's. A simple analysis would show that Duan Yanqing must also be a high-level blue figure.

Ling Chi flipped through the items, then brought out the bow and arrow that had been thrown from Guo Jing's body and fed it to Duan Yanqing.

no response.

"..."

Ling Chi reluctantly brought out the second plate and fed the child a bite.

……

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the high-level blue-ranked diner, Duan Yanqing. Conquest count +0.01. High-level blue-ranked recipe dropped: 'Disabled but Determined'."

"Deficient despite physical disability: Advanced blue recipe, Willpower +2, valid for three uses".

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Dying in Peace

With the recipes collected, Lingchi launched a barrage of attacks at Yun Zhonghe's source of all evil with his Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Biubiubiubiu——

"Ah ...

Yun Zhonghe was unable to move, screamed in agony, and eventually died from excessive blood loss.

Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang remained silent, trembling with fear.

Huang Rong smiled radiantly: "Good riddance. This is the end for a lecherous scoundrel."

Shuang'er smiled and said, "Brother never shows mercy to lecherous thieves, it's just that this time he died a little painfully."

Ling Chi said calmly, "Dare to make a move on my woman? I'm already showing mercy by not tearing him to pieces."

Huang Rong smiled sweetly; she loved the feeling of Ling Chi being so angry for her.

“Now…” Ling Chi conjured a small stool out of thin air and sat down, saying, “Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang, do you have anything else to say? If not, you can set off now.”

Upon hearing this, Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang knew they were doomed to die. In despair, they reflected on their lives and suddenly realized that if fate hadn't been so unfair, they wouldn't have become villains.

Duan Yanqing should have become the emperor of Dali, bringing blessings to the people; Ye Erniang should have been a virtuous mother, living a peaceful life. However, fate led them down a path of evil. They did not regret their choices; they were simply angry at the injustice fate had dealt them.

"I want to find my child, I don't want to die." Ye Erniang cried, "Waaah, my poor child..."

"I, Duan Yanqing, have not yet reclaimed the throne. I am not reconciled!" Duan Yanqing was filled with resentment and hatred, so intense that he became hysterical.

Duan Yanqing was one thing, but seeing Ye Erniang crying so sadly, and her last words being about her child, Huang Rong and Shuang'er felt extremely sorry for her.

“Brother Ling…” Huang Rong tugged at Ling Chi’s sleeve and said, “She’s so pitiful.”

“She is very pitiful.” Ling Chi nodded in agreement. “But she shouldn’t transfer her own pitifulness onto others.”

Huang Rong was speechless.

Ling Chi had already told her about the origins of the Four Evils. Yue Laosan and Yun Zhonghe had no redemption and deserved to die! But Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang's descent into evil was entirely due to the injustice of fate.

Even if fate is unfair, since they have chosen to do evil, they should be prepared to be judged by justice.

It's like if someone's parents are killed by a drunk driver, that's certainly pitiful, but if that person then hates all drivers in the world and goes on to kill them, then no matter how pitiful they are, they don't deserve any sympathy.

"No matter how unwilling or resentful you are, it's no use now." Ling Chi looked at Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang and said, "But I can let you die knowing why."

“Duan Yanqing…” Ling Chi said, “Actually, your throne will be inherited by your son.”

"What did you say?!" Duan Yanqing's eyes widened in shock. "I have a son?"

Ling Chi whispered, "Outside Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree, there's a disheveled beggar and Guanyin with long hair."

Duan Yanqing's heart pounded: "You..."

“Yes, her son is yours,” Ling Chi said.

Duan Yanqing remained stunned for a long time, finally breaking into a long, maniacal laugh: "Hahahaha... Heaven has been kind to me! Heaven has been kind to me! Heaven has been kind to me! Hahahaha... Pfft—"

With a spurt of blood, Duan Yanqing had already severed his own meridians and died.

Ling Chi ignored him, turned to look at Ye Erniang, and said, "Your child is at Shaolin Temple and has grown up now."

Ye Erniang's beautiful eyes widened: "Really...really?"

Ling Chi nodded: "He has twenty-seven incense scars on his body, right?"

Ye Erniang's lips trembled with excitement: "Yes, yes, my son has twenty-seven incense scars on his body."

“Your child’s father doesn’t know he’s his own son.” Ling Chi’s words sent Ye Erniang plummeting into an icy abyss.

"You...how could you..."

"How I know is not important," Ling Chi said. "Since your son is safe and sound, what else do you have to say?"

"..." Ye Erniang's eyes gradually calmed down, devoid of sorrow, hatred, and all negative emotions. She looked at Ling Chi and whispered, "Thank you, I have no regrets in dying."

Ling Chi nodded, pointed a finger, and Ye Erniang passed away, thus ending the era of the Four Evils.

……

They buried the bodies of Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang, but threw Yun Zhonghe's body into the mountains to feed the wolves. Ling Chi and his group also left Shanren Ferry and headed straight for Wuliang Mountain.

Although there was still a week until the ten-day agreement, I had nothing else to do, so I decided to go to Wuliang Mountain. Besides, the envoys sent by Lingjiu Palace should have arrived at Wuliang Mountain by now, so I could meet them.

Throughout the journey, Huang Rong remained unusually silent, as if she had something heavy on her mind.

Seeing her like this, Ling Chi walked slowly, giving her time and space to think.

After a long silence, Huang Rong finally broke the silence and asked, "Brother Ling, will we have children in the future?"

"Huh?" Ling Chi was stunned: "Is this all you've been thinking about on the way here?"

"Yes!" A sly glint flashed in Huang Rong's eyes. "Otherwise, what would Brother Ling think I'm thinking?"

"..." Ling Chi shook his head: "Rong'er, have you ever heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?"

"Never heard of it." A hint of curiosity flashed in Huang Rong's eyes: "What kind of story is it?"