Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Oh?" Four Swordsman's curiosity was piqued: "Who is it?"

"You'll know when we get there," Ling Chi said with a smile.

The four swords pouted, and the bamboo sword said, "Young Master Ling is bullying people again."

"Haha, it'll be boring to tell you now. I'll give you a surprise later." Ling Chi laughed.

"Shocked?" Four Swordsman was taken aback: Wasn't it a pleasant surprise?

……

Leigu Mountain is located south of Song County and northeast of Qu Yuan Hill. To be more precise, it is in the southwest of Luoyang.

Ling Chi was very grateful for the ten years he spent traveling the world in the Legend of the Condor Heroes. He had been to Leigu Mountain before, and the ancient geographical location had not changed much. This time, he was familiar with the route and arrived at the Leigu Mountain Deaf-Mute Sect's residence without any problems.

The Deaf-Mute Sect was founded by Su Xinghe, a disciple of Wu Yazi. If nothing unexpected happens, Su Xinghe will be on his master's orders to send out invitations to all the handsome heroes in the world this year, inviting them to come to Leigu Mountain to participate in the Zhenlong Chess Tournament next February.

Ling Chi arrived more than half a year early just to see Wu Yazi, to see what the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, who had been cuckolded by Li Qiushui, looked like, and also to see if the Zhenlong Chess Game was the same as the one he had seen online.

Back then, whether it was on TV or in the novel, when I saw the Zhenlong Chess Game scene, I was curious about what kind of chess game could be so mysterious. I also watched a sequel to Journey to the West, which had a scene where Nezha played chess with someone, and it seemed to be a similar game. So I looked up the Zhenlong Chess Game online, and to my surprise, it actually existed.

It's just that it's not accepted because it doesn't conform to the rules of Go, or because it's not sophisticated enough. Since he's come to the world of Tianlong, Ling Chi naturally wants to see what the real Zhenlong Go game looks like.

Ling Chi pushed his wheelbarrow into a valley. The valley was filled with pine trees, and the mountain breeze rustled through them like the sound of waves. After walking for about a mile through the woods, he came to a three-wooden house. Under a large tree in front of the house, a short, thin, and withered old man sat by a large rock. On the rock was a chessboard, and the old man was playing chess by himself.

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "Found it."

The four swordsmen looked at the old man with great curiosity. Mei Jian asked, "Is he the person Young Master Ling wants to see?"

“He’s not,” Ling Chi said. “However, he was the key figure in my meeting with that person.”

The old man heard the voices and immediately looked up and turned around.

When the old man saw the four swords, he showed a hint of surprise. He then turned his gaze to Ling Chi's face, first with delight, then with a frown, and finally with a conflicted expression.

Ling Chi: "..."

What's troubling this old man?

Ling Chi pushed his wheelbarrow a short distance away from the old man and asked, "Are you Su Xinghe, Wu Yazi's disciple?"

Su Xinghe was startled. Only a few people from the Xiaoyao Sect and Ding Chunqiu knew his identity. How did this young man know?

"Who are you!?" Having his identity exposed by Ling Chi, Su Xinghe no longer needed to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Moreover, since this person could reveal his identity, he must have a background. He could only hope that the other party was a friend and not an enemy.

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "I have some connection with your martial uncle."

"Martial Uncle?" Su Xinghe was both shocked and furious: "You were sent by Li Qiushui!?"

"Uh? No, no." Ling Chi quickly denied, saying, "Sorry, it was a slip of the tongue. It's not 'uncle-master,' it's 'elder uncle.' I have some connection with your elder uncle."

Four Swords: "..."

"..." Su Xinghe looked at Ling Chi speechlessly and asked, "I wonder who this senior master you mentioned is?"

It seems he doesn't believe Ling Chi's words.

Ling Chi said helplessly, "Tianshan Child Granny, Wu Xingyun."

Su Xinghe opened his eyes wide and asked, "Who are you and Uncle Wizard?"

"We're friends, you could say!" Ling Chi smiled and said, "I'm staying with Granny Tong for now. These four are Granny Tong's maids, the Four Swords of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum. What are you waiting for? This old man is Granny Tong's junior disciple, go and say hello."

"Ah? Yes." Si Jian was stunned. Upon hearing this, he quickly jumped off the carriage and bowed, "This servant greets Mr. Su."

"No need for formalities." Seeing that the four swords looked exactly alike, and were young, beautiful, obedient and sensible, Su Xinghe believed them to some extent. He was not afraid that Ling Chi and the four swords were a group trying to fool him. The Xiaoyao Sect was secretive, and very few people in the martial arts world knew about it. It wouldn't be so easy to fool him.

"I wonder how my senior uncle has been all these years?" Su Xinghe asked.

"Mr. Lao Su is concerned, and Granny Tong is doing well," Mei Jian said.

"That's good." Su Xinghe nodded, then turned to look at Ling Chi and asked, "May I ask how you are addressed, young master?"

"My name is Ling Chi." Ling Chi smiled and said, "Ling means lofty ambition, and Chi means wine pool and meat forest."

"You are Ling Chi!?" Su Xinghe exclaimed in surprise, his eyes wide open.

"You know me?" Ling Chi asked with a smile.

“Young Master Ling is joking. Who in the world today does not know Young Master Ling’s name?” Su Xinghe sighed and said, “Young Master Ling defeated Shaolin Temple single-handedly this February, which caused a sensation throughout the martial arts world.”

"Haha, this is nothing, nothing at all." Ling Chi laughed very modestly, his eyes narrowing into slits: "You can praise me a few more times, I can take it."

Su Xinghe: "..."

The four swordsmen looked down at their toes, deeply impressed by Young Master Ling's shamelessness.

Su Xinghe took a deep breath and forced a smile, "Young Master Ling is too kind. May I ask what brings you here?"

"Let's meet Wuyazi and see what this Zhenlong Chess Game looks like." Ling Chi turned to look at the chessboard and asked, "Is this the Zhenlong Chess Game?"

“Not bad.” Su Xinghe nodded, then looked at Ling Chi’s face, hesitated for a moment, and said, “Young Master, would you like to give it a try?”

“No problem, but…” Ling Chi asked, “Why were you so conflicted just now?”

"Uh? Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing." Su Xinghe shook his head repeatedly, refusing to admit that Ling Chi's appearance didn't quite meet the invitation criteria.

Actually, Ling Chi was quite pretty, but he lacked any distinctive features and didn't meet the Xiaoyao Sect's standards for accepting disciples. The Xiaoyao Sect's standard for accepting disciples was very simple—good looks.

Given Ling Chi's good looks, Su Xinghe could only reluctantly let him break the puzzle out of respect for his senior uncle. It was also fortunate that the Zhenlong Chess Puzzle was difficult to solve; as long as Ling Chi couldn't break it, he wouldn't have to worry about it.

The two sat down facing each other. Su Xinghe rearranged the chessboard and said, "Young Master Ling, please."

Ling Chi looked at the situation of the Zhenlong Chess Game, blinked, and thought it seemed similar to the chess games he had seen online, only more ingenious.

Ling Chi confidently placed a piece.

"Huh?" Su Xinghe was stunned for a moment, glanced at Ling Chi, and thought, "He's so stubborn that he'd commit suicide right away?"

"Young Master Ling, you..."

"What's wrong?" Ling Chi asked, "Wasn't my play cool enough?"

"..." Su Xinghe's face darkened, and he immediately devoured all the white pieces: I'll teach you to be stubborn, I'll kill you.

"Hey, just as I thought." Seeing that the situation had indeed opened up room for maneuver, Ling Chi immediately made a move on the 'flat' position, 39th rank. After Su Xinghe responded with a move of black, Ling Chi then placed his piece on the 'flat' position, 28th rank.

"Huh!?" Su Xinghe's face lit up with surprise. He looked up at Ling Chi, then fell into a dilemma.

Ling Chi: "..."

After several dozen more moves, Ling Chi placed a white piece on the board and smiled, "Is this the solution?"

Looking at the chessboard that had been completely turned upside down by the white flag, Su Xinghe laughed and said, "Young Master Ling is truly a genius. The intricate chess game that Master spent three years setting up has been broken by Young Master Ling just like that."

"Not at all, it's all thanks to the contrast with my peers," Ling Chi said with a smile.

Su Xinghe was almost furious. How could there be such an infuriating person in the world?

Having witnessed the true Zhenlong Chess Game, Ling Chi felt relieved, stretched, and said, "Can I see Wuyazi now?"

“Of course.” Su Xinghe paused for a moment, then stood up and walked to the three wooden houses, saying, “Young Master Ling, please come in.”

"Can I bring them in with me?" Ling Chi asked, pointing to the four swords.

“This…” Su Xinghe looked troubled.

As a maid, Si Jian had been adept at reading people since childhood. Seeing this, Mei Jian said, "Young Master Ling, this servant will wait here."

Ling Chi looked at them and, seeing their determined expressions, nodded: "Alright, I'll go in and take a look. It won't be long."

"Yes." The four swordsmen nodded with a smile.

Ling Chi walked to the front of the wooden house, only to find that it had no doors or windows. Su Xinghe looked at him with a smile, without giving any hints.

Ling Chi shook his head and casually blasted open a passage with a palm strike.

Su Xinghe exclaimed, "As expected of Young Master Ling, such superb skills!"

"So-so," Ling Chi said. "This is only one percent of my strength."

"..." Su Xinghe clenched his fists, wishing he could punch him to death. He had never seen such a hateful person in his life.

Ling Chi went into the room and found it empty again, with nothing inside.

"Playing tricks." Ling Chi's whole body flashed with golden light, and a golden dragon danced as he unleashed the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

boom--

Under Su Xinghe's horrified gaze, the house was destroyed.

At the same time, a disabled person who was hanging in mid-air by a scale fell to the ground and couldn't help but cry out, "You young man, how dare you be so disrespectful to your elders! You've almost killed me!"

"Master!" Su Xinghe exclaimed in surprise, rushing over to help Wu Yazi up. "Master, how are you?"

Is this Wuyazi?

Ling Chi looked him over and saw that he had a three-foot-long black beard without a single gray hair, and his face was as smooth as jade without a single wrinkle. Although he was quite old, he looked like a handsome middle-aged man in his forties.

No wonder Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui both fell for him.

Ling Chi couldn't help but sigh.

"It's nothing." Wu Yazi sat on the ground and sighed, "My pants are just dirty."

Upon hearing this, Ling Chi burst out laughing.

Wu Yazi looked at him, frowning slightly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being so effeminate. Your house has collapsed, but all you care about is your dirty pants," Ling Chi laughed. "Are all members of the Free and Unfettered Sect so concerned about their personal image?"

What is a sissy? Wu Yazi was puzzled, but figured it wasn't a good word, so he didn't press for details and simply said, "Isn't Senior Sister one?"

“Well…” Ling Chi stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then said, “Now that you mention it, I realize that Granny Tong is usually quite clean. She rarely has disheveled hair or unkempt clothes.”

"Hehe, this is the tradition of my Xiaoyao Sect. Regardless of gender, everyone must pay attention to their personal image and not bring shame to the sect," Wu Yazi said with great pride.

"It's a pity your current appearance is really not good," Ling Chi mocked. "You've brought shame to the Xiaoyao Sect."

Wu Yazi's face immediately turned red, and he retorted, "If you hadn't destroyed the house, how could I have ended up like this?"

Chapter Fifty-Four: Master Ling

"So, it's my fault after all?" Ling Chi said with a smile.

“Of course it’s your fault.” Wu Yazi straightened his hair. “Alas! My life’s wisdom has been ruined in an instant.”