Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Ling Chi has only demonstrated the top-level white-grade lightness skill so far, which is already considered incredibly fast in the martial arts world. Wu Xingyun, on the other hand, is not known for his lightness skill, yet he followed Ling Chi without any difficulty, indicating that his lightness skill is at least at the blue level.

"I'm going to speed up now, or you'll regret it if I lose them," Ling Chi said with a laugh.

"You can give it a try," Wu Xingyun said calmly.

"Okay." Ling Chi immediately accelerated, transforming from a gust of wind into lightning, at least doubling his speed.

Blue (normal level)

Wu Xingyun was slightly taken aback, then increased his power and quickly chased after him, soon keeping up with him closely.

After running for about half an hour, Ling Chi stopped in a spacious valley, plopped down on the ground, and gasped for breath: "I can't go on, let me rest for a while. How can your lightness skill be so amazing? It's outrageous."

Wu Xingyun remained calm and composed, looking at Ling Chi who was panting heavily, and smiled faintly: "For your age, it is already quite remarkable to have such lightness skills."

"You silly girl, if I'm anything special, then you're a god descended from heaven." Ling Chi pulled a bag of sandwich cookies from his pocket, popped one into his mouth, and asked, "Want some?"

"..." Wu Xingyun took two pieces and said, "Why do you never forget to bring food wherever you go?"

"I'm a chef, I can leave without money, but I can't skimp on food." Ling Chi took the bamboo tube off his waist, took a sip of the bamboo tube wine, and chuckled, "This is wine, so I won't give it to you."

Wu Xingyun snatched the bamboo tube and took a big gulp.

"Hmm?" Wu Xingyun felt a mellow and sweet aroma, which was very delicious and made him feel refreshed.

"What kind of wine is this?" Wu Xingyun licked his lips and said, "It has an unforgettable aftertaste."

"You're just taking advantage of me!" Ling Chi leaned back, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, and laughed, "This is bamboo tube wine, a closely guarded secret of our Ling family. Even the Emperor can't get his hands on it. This one tube is worth a fortune."

Wu Xingyun took another sip, savored it for a moment, and exclaimed, "Truly extraordinary."

"Leave some for me," Ling Chi said hurriedly. "This wine is not easy to brew; we only make about ten batches a year, and this is the last batch this year."

"The last one?" Wu Xingyun put the lid on and tied the bamboo tube to his waist. "I'll buy it."

"..." Seeing her unquestionable attitude, Ling Chi said angrily, "You little brat, don't think you can act lawlessly just because I spoil you."

Wu Xingyun rolled his eyes, his face full of provocation.

“…Sigh!” Ling Chi sighed, “Forget it, why would I ask you for money? I’ll give it to you.”

Wu Xingyun's lips curled up slightly, and he felt very comfortable.

Why am I so happy when I only got half a barrel of wine?

Wu Xingyun himself didn't know, but he was just happy.

“You don’t need to feel like you’re at a disadvantage,” Wu Xingyun said. “I can exchange my martial arts skills with you.”

"Never mind." Ling Chi waved his hand: "I have family martial arts, although they are not as good as yours, they are enough for me in the martial world."

“No!” Wu Xingyun said, “I never owe anyone favors. You have to learn whether you like it or not.”

"What's wrong?" Ling Chi laughed. "Now you're being forced to learn martial arts?"

"In any case, I won't take your wine for nothing," Wu Xingyun said. "Since we're all alone, I'll teach you a set of palm techniques."

"Then I'll teach you the Beauty Fist Technique," Ling Chi said. "Let me tell you, my family's Beauty Fist Technique is really powerful..."

"Shut up!" Wu Xingyun glared at him. "Save your family's martial arts for your future wife!"

"..."

"Watch closely." Wu Xingyun immediately unleashed a set of palm techniques in front of Ling Chi.

This set of palm techniques is light and graceful, elegant and refined. Wu Xingyun practiced it his whole life, making it so easy and effortless that it gave people a beautiful experience.

The palm technique was quickly completed. Seeing Wu Xingyun stop and stand up, Ling Chi clapped his hands repeatedly: "Good! Good palm technique!"

Wu Xingyun smiled slightly and said, "How does it compare to your beautiful women's boxing technique?"

"..."

To be honest, while the Beauty Fist is a relatively high-level martial art, it's far inferior to the Tianshan Six Yang Palm. The Beauty Fist is merely a set of moves, while the Tianshan Six Yang Palm requires the coordination of Yin and Yang energies; the two are clearly not on the same level.

But Ling Chi refused to back down: "Your palm technique is powerful, but when it comes to the beauty of the moves, the beauty of a woman's fist technique is much better. Let me tell you, ancient beauties..."

"Shut up!" Wu Xingyun's face turned cold. "If you say the word 'beautiful woman' to me again, I'll tear your mouth apart."

"..." Ling Chi muttered to himself, "You're good-looking, so you get to decide."

Wu Xingyun kicked him and said, "Remember this well. This palm technique is called the Tianshan Six Yang Palm. But to learn this palm technique, you also need to learn a set of hidden weapon techniques. I will teach you now. Watch carefully."

Chapter Thirty-Six: I Want to Grow Up

Before we knew it, it got dark.

Ling Chi stood by the river, continuously turning a handful of water into thin ice and shooting it into his body. Then he used the Tianshan Six Yang Palm to dissolve the yin and yang energies surging into his body. Time and time again, his technique became more and more skillful.

Wu Xingyun saw everything and was deeply shocked: This kid's culinary talent is so amazing, but I never expected his martial arts talent to be so terrifying as well.

In just one hour, Ling Chi had mastered the Life and Death Talisman and the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan, which was simply unbelievable.

It took Wu Xingyun a whole month to learn these two martial arts techniques, and even so, her master praised her for her extraordinary talent. Ling Chi, on the other hand, only took an hour.

Is this kid... a monster?

In fact, Ling Chi was able to learn so quickly not because his talent was truly terrifying, but because he had cultivated the Tai Chi True Scripture for many years and had a deep understanding of Tai Chi Yin and Yang. The Life and Death Talisman and the Tianshan Six Yang Palms are both Taoist techniques for using Yin and Yang energies, so Ling Chi learned them with twice the result with half the effort.

If you calculate carefully, if you take into account the time bonus from the God of Cookery Space, Ling Chi has been cultivating the Tai Chi True Scripture for hundreds of years, but his current internal energy cultivation method, the Tai Chi Heart Scripture, is only at level 2.

Ling Chi felt that the Tai Chi True Scripture was not a martial arts manual, but a cultivation method for immortality.

He only cultivated to level 2 over several hundred years. Although he did not cultivate wholeheartedly, his cultivation time was longer than Zhang Sanfeng's, but he really only reached level 2, and he only reached level 2 a few years before leaving the world of Legend of the Condor Heroes.

If reaching level 2 is this difficult, how many years would it take to reach level 10?

Ling Chi absolutely refused to believe that any martial art in the world required thousands or tens of thousands of years to master. Even the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill was not that abnormal. Therefore, the Tai Chi True Scripture was definitely a cultivation technique for immortality. If one cultivated it to level 10, one might truly undergo a complete transformation and achieve an immortal body.

……

"It's getting late." Seeing that Ling Chi had already mastered the Life and Death Talisman and the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan, Wu Xingyun said, "Let's go back!"

"It's so late already?" Ling Chi had lost track of time while practicing and didn't realize it was already dark.

With a surge of true energy, the moisture on his body evaporated rapidly; anyone who didn't know better would think he was in a sauna.

A glint flashed in Wu Xingyun's eyes, and he said, "I didn't expect you to be so skilled in using internal energy."

“It’s just like cooking,” Ling Chi said with a smile. “You can’t make the most delicious food if you can’t achieve the ultimate in refinement. Our family’s martial arts also emphasize refinement. We don’t aim to be the strongest, but we aim to be the most exquisite.”

Wu Xingyun nodded: "A profound truth."

The moisture on his body had evaporated completely. Ling Chi said, "Xiao Yun, thank you so much. I'll make you something delicious when we get back."

Wu Xingyun smiled faintly, seemingly gloating: "Don't rush to eat good food. You didn't cook dinner for Granny Tong tonight. Let's see how you explain it to her."

"Hahaha." Ling Chi laughed loudly, "You underestimate Shuang'er."

Wu Xingyun frowned slightly and asked, "What does this have to do with Shuang'er?"

“Shuang’er is my younger sister,” Ling Chi said with a smile. “Although her cooking skills are not as good as mine, she is more than capable of handling Granny Tong’s three meals a day.”

"..."

Just as Ling Chi said, when Wu Xingyun returned to the palace, Shuang'er had already brought in dinner. After tasting it, she found that it was just as delicious as Ling Chi's.

Wu Xingyun took a sip of the fresh fish soup and sighed, "I underestimated that girl."

"Who is Granny Tong talking about?" Zhu Jian asked.

Wu Xingyun looked at her and said calmly, "What do you think of Ling Chi's sister?"

"Sister Shuang'er?" The four swordsmen were all somewhat surprised.

Wu Xingyun nodded: "Tell me about it."

The four swords looked at each other, and Mei Jian spoke first: "This servant doesn't know Shuang'er very well, but after only two short encounters, I feel that she is a very diligent and quick girl."

Lan Jian said, "She loves to laugh, is eloquent, and is very likable."

Zhu Jian said, "I just feel that Shuang'er and Chef Ling have a very good relationship. They don't even need to speak; they know what the other wants to do with just a glance."

Ju Jian said, "Chef Ling is taking care of his younger sister Shuang'er, and Shuang'er is also taking care of her older brother Chef Ling. Their relationship is something I envy."

"Sister Jujian, are you saying that we sisters don't get along?" Zhujian was annoyed.

“We have a good relationship, just not as good as the Ling siblings,” Ju Jian explained. “I have a feeling that they would be willing to die for each other.”

"..."

Wu Xingyun's heart trembled slightly: "Are you willing to die for each other...?"

She thought of Wu Yazi: "For you, I'm willing to die. But... in the end, you still chose that vile woman! How could you possibly deserve my death?"

Wu Xingyun was in a bad mood and had lost his appetite. He took a sip of fine wine from the bamboo tube at his waist, and instantly felt refreshed and his appetite returned.

"Grandma Tong, what is this? It smells so good!" The four swordsmen were somewhat intoxicated by the aroma of the wine.

Wu Xingyun smiled slightly: "This is bamboo tube wine, brewed by that kid himself."

"I never expected Chef Ling to have such fine wine." Zhu Jian wiped his drool and said, "I'll go buy some and try it tomorrow."

“It’s sold out.” Wu Xingyun shook his head, a hint of smugness in his eyes, and said, “He can only brew ten tubes of this bamboo tube wine each year, and this is the last one this year.”

"Huh? Does that mean we won't be able to drink it this year?" Zhu Jian looked disappointed, and even his ahoge (cowlick) drooped down.

Mei Jian swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "Grandma Tong, may I have a sip of this wine? Just one sip."

The other three swordsmen's eyes lit up, and they looked at her pitifully.

"..." Wu Xingyun sighed, poured them about two ounces of amber-colored wine, and said, "That's all."

"Thank you, Granny Tong." The four swordsmen were overjoyed, and each of them took a small sip. The mellow aroma of the wine and the fresh fragrance of the bamboo blended together to create an indescribably wonderful taste, and the four swordsmen couldn't help but squint their eyes.

Good wine.

……

When Ling Chi returned home, she found the house bustling with activity, with palace maids filling the courtyard for dinner.

Tonight's dinner is steamed dumplings. From rolling out the dough, wrapping the dumplings, steaming them, serving them, and collecting money, Shuang'er single-handedly handled all the work.

Many palace maids felt sorry for Shuang'er, but also admired her diligence and hard work. Seeing Ling Chi return, the maids breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss Ling, quickly help your sister with some work!"

"I came back to do this." Ling Chi smiled and nodded, then said to Shuang'er, "Take a break! I'll take care of the rest."