Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

She's not Dongfang Bubai, absolutely not Dongfang Bubai. If she were Dongfang Bubai, I'd eat myself to death on live stream...

The young woman in red looked at him with a smile in her eyes and said, "Just call me Sister Hong!"

"Sister Hong?" Ling Chi was taken aback: "Sister's surname is Hong? Water and Hong?"

The young woman in red smiled and shook her head, pointing to her red dress.

"Red?" Ling Chi thought for a moment. "Is it because my sister likes red?"

The young lady in red nodded with a smile.

"Sister, you're not sincere!" Ling Chi pouted. "I've wasted my time..."

Realizing that what he was about to say might be inappropriate, Ling Chi quickly shut his mouth.

"What have you done wrong?" the young woman in red said with a smile in her eyes.

"No, it's nothing." Ling Chi's face flushed slightly, his gaze sweeping over the girl in red.

So lovely.

"Sister Hong, you... um, with such high martial arts skills, you must be very famous in the martial arts world, right?" Ling Chi probed indirectly.

The young woman in red smiled and shook her head: "No one knows me."

Ling Chi was taken aback.

Nobody knows her?

So, he's not a big shot from the East?

Ling Chi's mood instantly improved, and kept improving until it couldn't be better.

"Isn't Sister Hong a member of the martial arts world?" Ling Chi's smile was now impossible to hide.

"..."

The young woman in red shook her head, a strange look in her eyes.

It seems to be... the look of concern for the mentally challenged?

"So Sister Hong isn't a member of the martial arts world! That's good, that's good." Ling Chi's smile widened. "I told you, Sister, that fighting and killing in the martial arts world is too dangerous. Besides, many reputable sects are outwardly virtuous but inwardly full of thieves and scoundrels. Take that time when Master Liu retired from the martial arts world, for example. Those bastards from the Songshan Sect..."

Ling Chi recounted without reservation the reasons why he had slaughtered the Songshan and Qingcheng sects, even detailing his inner thoughts and feelings. If the young lady in red hadn't been so tactless, he would have loved to tell her his measurements and even the color of his underwear, perfectly showcasing the naivety and innocence of a pure young virgin.

The young woman in red simply smiled at him, listening silently, only occasionally asking a question. Even so, it was enough to make Ling Chi excitedly dance with joy, wishing he could say, "Ten miles of spring breeze are not as good as you."

Once Ling Chi's excitement subsided a bit, the young lady in red smiled slightly and asked, "Since you hate the martial world so much, why did you join the Huashan Sect?"

"Before joining the Huashan Sect, I didn't know the martial arts world was like this." Ling Chi said somewhat dejectedly, "I thought the martial arts world was about fine clothes and spirited horses, punishing evil and eliminating wickedness, and becoming a great hero who was admired. But after experiencing it, I realized that these famous sects in the martial arts world are almost all ruled by the strong. When they encounter injustice, they don't think about helping others, but about how to protect themselves."

Ling Chi said sadly, "I'm very disappointed."

The young woman in red had a warmer look in her eyes as she said softly, "Martial arts can be used to break the law. These gangs, whether overt or covert, are all parasites on the country. The only difference is between big and small parasites."

“Sister Hong is right.” Ling Chi nodded and said, “I’ve come to terms with it. Anyway, I’ll just study recipes from now on and not care about the fighting in the martial arts world anymore. If Master doesn’t agree, I can just leave the Huashan Sect. With my cooking skills, I can make a living anywhere.”

The young woman in red smiled and asked, "Would you like me to cook for you?"

"Really!?" Ling Chi's eyes lit up like light bulbs: "To, to do it for a lifetime?"

"..."

Seeing that the young lady in red didn't speak, Ling Chi nervously broke out in a sweat, his heart pounded like a drum, and he almost stopped breathing.

The suffocating atmosphere didn't last long. The young woman in red smiled again and said calmly, "Don't have any improper thoughts."

A bucket of cold water was poured over Ling Chi's head, and Ling Chi felt cold both physically and mentally.

The young woman in red stood up and smiled faintly: "Be a good cook! It suits you very well."

As soon as she finished speaking, the young lady in red left the cave and shot away.

"Sister Hong!" Ling Chi chased after her.

Outside the cave, watching the young woman in red disappear into the night without a trace of lingering affection, Ling Chi's heart grew colder and colder.

a long time.

"Heh..." Ling Chi laughed self-deprecatingly, a bitter laugh.

Wiping her eyes, she said, "Men in heat are truly terrifying."

He slapped his head hard: "You're so confused! You really think you're a Casanova who can win over any woman!"

I was eating the delicious meat skewers with gusto, but they tasted a bit salty and bitter.

"It tastes awful."

Chapter Thirty: Who Came Here?

The next day, Shuang'er rushed to the Cliff of Contemplation with great anxiety. Only when she saw Ling Chi making scallion pancakes did her heart finally settle down.

"elder brother!"

Ling Chi looked up and smiled, "Why are you here so early?"

"Brother, what happened last night?" Shuang'er walked over quickly, her eyes filled with worry: "Why didn't you call me?"

"Sorry, something came up last night." Ling Chi flipped the scallion pancake over and smiled. "I'll definitely let you know in advance if anything comes up again."

"..." Shuang'er pursed her lips and nodded: "Yes, don't forget in the future."

"……Um."

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

"I want to eat red bean buns."

"Give."

"One is not enough."

"Two?"

"That might not be enough."

"Those...three?"

"Can you give me five?"

"……it is good."

A moment later, Shuang'er finished her fifth red bean bun and stretched vigorously: "Ah! The weather is so nice today, so comfortable."

Ling Chi, watching her joyful expression, accidentally broke the wooden shovel in his hand.

Shuang'er, I'm sorry for making you worry.

……

A person's maturity always involves going through various hardships. The hardships of life teach people to face them with strength, while the hardships of emotions make people guard their true feelings layer by layer, and dare not give themselves to anyone again.

Ling Chi always believed that if he fell in love with someone, he should treat her wholeheartedly, and then the two of them could live a happy and fulfilling life. But when he truly fell in love with someone and wanted to give his heart, he was met with a heartless rejection.

He cried for a long time last night in the Chef's Space, until he finally cried all his tears and sealed his heart away.

There are plenty of fish in the sea, why be hung up on just one?

Ling Chi comforted herself in this way.

I have a God of Cooking System. In the future, I will encounter stunning beauties with all kinds of charm, and even real fairies. At that time, countless beauties will be lining up to favor me. What is she compared to that!

I'm not a naive young man anymore.

I will not embarrass myself again.

……

"Junior brother, he seems different from before." In the past few days, the senior brothers who had been in contact with Ling Chi and Yue Lingshan all felt that he had changed, but they couldn't quite put their finger on what had changed.

"Why think so much? Junior Brother is Junior Brother, he won't become someone else. Come on, let's drink!" The carefree Linghu Chong didn't care at all and urged his junior brothers to drink with him.

"Senior Brother is so open-minded." Six Monkeys chuckled. "Senior Brother is right. No matter how Junior Brother changes, he will always be Junior Brother. Even if he becomes the sect leader in the future, he will still be Junior Brother."

"Sixth Junior Brother, don't talk nonsense," Lao Denuo admonished. "In the future, the leader of the Huashan Sect will only be the eldest senior brother."

"Ugh! I don't want to be the sect leader." Linghu Chong got a headache just hearing the word "sect leader." If he became the sect leader, he would have to set an example, and if he set an example, he couldn't drink all day long. If he couldn't drink all day long... he couldn't live like that.

"I think Junior Brother is perfect. He's exceptionally talented, highly skilled in martial arts, and has a chivalrous heart. I'd be more than supportive of him taking over as the leader of the Huashan Sect." Linghu Chong raised his hand high: "Those who support Junior Brother becoming the sect leader, raise your hands!"

The fellow students looked at each other, and finally, except for Laudenau, they all raised their hands.

"Ha, I knew everyone would agree." Linghu Chong nodded with great satisfaction: "It's settled then. If Master chooses a sect leader in the future, everyone should nominate Junior Brother."

"Yes, Senior Brother!" The fellow disciples agreed with laughter; for them, this was the best option.

The heroic demeanor Ling Chi displayed at Liu Zhengfeng's retirement ceremony had lingered in their minds. Although he was their junior brother, they wholeheartedly supported him if he were to succeed as sect leader.

Only the junior disciple can carry forward the Huashan Sect.

This is a consensus reached by all Huashan disciples.

Except for Laudenau, the undercover agent.

Realizing that the Huashan Sect disciples had formed a unified entity centered around Ling Chi, Lao Denuo knew that the rise of the Huashan Sect was unstoppable. Once Ling Chi returned to the sect from the Cliff of Contemplation, the Huashan Sect would likely make a major move.

Recalling what happened in Hengshan City that day, Laudenau had to rethink his future.

The atmosphere at the Huashan Sect is different from before.

……

Summer passed, and autumn arrived. Unbeknownst to them, Lingchi had already spent half a year at the Cliff of Contemplation. This day was the fifteenth of August, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Starting yesterday, Ling Chi instructed Shuang'er to buy some ingredients for making mooncakes. This morning, Shuang'er and Yue Lingshan rushed over with the ingredients.

"Why is Senior Sister here?" Ling Chi was somewhat surprised by Yue Lingshan's arrival.

“It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival today!” Yue Lingshan said, “I originally asked my parents to let my junior brother come to the sect for a reunion on this day, but my father always said, ‘Without rules, there can be no order,’ and ‘Rules are rules,’ so he wouldn’t let my junior brother reunite with us. Since my father won’t let my junior brother reunite, I’ll come here to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with you, so that my parents can’t be together, hehe.”

"..."

Ling Chi shook his head and said, "Senior Sister, you should go back!"