Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

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"Senior, please have another mooncake!" Ling Chi picked up a five-nut mooncake and said, "This is the best mooncake I can make right now."

"Hehe, good, good." After eating a few dishes, Feng Qingyang's goodwill towards Ling Chi increased rapidly, and he took a bite of the mooncake without hesitation.

"Well……"

The sweet aroma made Feng Qingyang close his eyes and calm down.

He recalled the sword dance he performed with his fellow disciples under the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, a memory of his lost youth.

Two streams of tears slid down his cheeks. Feng Qingyang opened his eyes and sighed, "Time waits for no one. Back then, I was young, and the Huashan Sect was thriving. In the blink of an eye, I am now old and alone. Alas!"

"Senior is indeed Grand Uncle Feng." Ling Chi stood up, and Shuang'er also stood up, and together they clasped their hands and bowed: "Grand-disciple Ling Chi (Shuang'er) greets Grand Uncle Feng."

"No need." Feng Qingyang waved his hand and sighed, "It's rare that there are still people in the world who remember this old ghost. You two are very good, very good."

"What do you mean by that, Grandmaster Feng?" Ling Chi feigned ignorance. "Grandmaster Feng was once the number one expert of our Huashan Sect, revered by all the martial arts community. Why would he call himself a wandering ghost?" He paused. "But... where has Grandmaster Feng been all these years? Why haven't Master and Mistress mentioned it?"

Feng Qingyang looked at him and said calmly, "Since your master and mistress have never mentioned me, how do you know my name?"

“I heard it in Hengshan City,” Ling Chi said.

"Hengshan City? I see." Feng Qingyang nodded.

Given the great renown Ling Chi has made in Hengshan City, it's not surprising that fellow martial artists have mentioned his name.

"There's no need to bring up what happened back then, and I won't say any more about it." Feng Qingyang drank another cup of fine wine and said, "I don't like owing favors. Today, I'll drink with you and teach you a set of sword techniques to pay for the wine."

"I am overjoyed that Grandmaster Feng wants to pass on his swordsmanship to me." Ling Chi's tone changed, and he said seriously, "It's just a banquet, how could I dare to ask Grandmaster Feng for payment for the wine? In the future, if Grandmaster Feng wants to drink, just tell me."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and laughed heartily: "Good, good! I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

After laughing, Feng Qingyang said, "In that case, I will teach you swordsmanship, but you must not tell anyone about my appearance." He turned to Shuang'er and said, "Not even to your closest friends!"

Although she didn't understand what he meant, Shuang'er nodded in agreement: "I understand, and I will not tell anyone about Grandmaster Feng's appearance."

"Very well then." Feng Qingyang nodded and chuckled, "Young man, do you know what the most exquisite sword technique in the world is?"

coming.

Ling Chi pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I haven't been a disciple for very long and don't know much about sword techniques. But based on my own combat experience, I know that in the world of martial arts, nothing is invincible except speed. Therefore, the most exquisite sword technique should be one that is extremely fast, making it impossible to defend against. What does Grandmaster Feng think?"

Ling Chi looked at him with eyes full of curiosity.

“Uh…” Feng Qingyang’s scalp tingled, but he found that he couldn’t refute it at all: “Cough, I didn’t expect that you, kid, would have such comprehension despite not having practiced martial arts for long. No wonder everyone in Huashan believes that you are a genius.”

"Grandmaster Feng, you flatter me. I am unworthy of such praise." Ling Chi still looked at him with eyes full of curiosity.

"..." Feng Qingyang quietly took a sip of wine and said, "However, human strength has its limits, and movement techniques have their limits. If lightness skills and movement techniques cannot defeat the enemy, then exquisite moves are needed to defeat the enemy."

Ling Chi feigned sudden realization and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "Please enlighten me, Grandmaster Feng."

"Hmm." Feng Qingyang finally found the sense of superiority of being a teacher and said, "I have a set of sword techniques here that can break all the laws of the world. Would you like to learn it?"

Ling Chi knelt down without hesitation, saying, "Please enlighten me, Grandmaster Feng!"

"..."

So decisive?

Feng Qingyang was disheveled in the wind.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Terrifying

Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Ling Chi ended his year-long solitary confinement on the Cliff of Contemplation and returned to the Huashan Sect.

"Junior Brother, you're finally back!" Led by Linghu Chong, the disciples of the sect gathered at the mountain gate to welcome Ling Chi's return.

This deeply moved Ling Chi: "Senior Brother, fellow senior brothers and sisters, I'm sorry to have worried you all."

"Haha, I go up the mountain to get food every few days, so I don't have to worry about anything." Six Monkeys started joking again: "But it was really inconvenient to get food those days. Now it's great, I can go to my junior brother for food whenever I want."

"You little monkey, all you know is eating." The senior brothers laughed, and even Yue Lingshan smiled.

Looking at Yue Lingshan, she was much thinner, darker, and more mature than she had been six months ago.

After being persuaded to return by Ling Chi on the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yue Lingshan never went to the Cliff of Contemplation again. She only occasionally learned from her senior brothers that Yue Lingshan had been practicing martial arts in seclusion and would only come out to see people on certain specific days.

Yue Lingshan, who was focused on practicing her skills, made great progress. It is said that on New Year's Day, Yue Buqun, in a drunken mood, challenged his disciples to a martial arts contest, and whoever won would receive a sword technique.

In the end, Linghu Chong proved to be the superior swordsman, having learned the technique. However, to everyone's astonishment, Yue Lingshan won two consecutive matches, defeating her fifth senior brother Gao Genming and her third senior brother Liang Fa, only narrowly losing to Lao Denuo.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were both surprised and delighted, discovering for the first time that their daughter was actually a martial arts prodigy. It was just that she had been too playful in the past, which was why her skills hadn't been refined. Now, she had devoted herself wholeheartedly to secluded training, which was why she had achieved what she had today.

The senior brothers were also happy for Yue Lingshan's progress, but they felt ashamed when they thought that their junior sister had worked so hard to improve her skills and outdone them.

From then on, a spirit of rigorous training arose in the Huashan Sect, much to Yue Buqun's delight.

The Huashan School has a chance to be revitalized! There is hope for its revitalization!

When Ling Chi heard his second senior brother mention this matter at the Cliff of Contemplation, he knew that the world of Smiling Proud Wanderer was gradually deviating from its original 'history'. Currently, it seems to be deviating in a positive direction.

That's good.

"Your parents are waiting for you, go inside quickly!" Yue Lingshan said.

Ling Chi nodded and, surrounded by his senior brothers, entered the main hall.

In the main hall, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze sat in the main seats, their eyes filled with joy.

"Master, Mistress, your disciple has returned." Ling Chi quickly stepped forward and knelt down to kowtow.

"Quick, get up." Ning Zhongze stood up and helped Ling Chi up. Looking at his still fair complexion, she smiled and said, "I thought you would get tanned, but you haven't changed at all."

"Master's wife is too kind," Ling Chi said with a smile. "When I have nothing to do, I stay in the cave, so I won't get sunburned and won't get tanned. It's Master and Master's wife who haven't changed at all. Master is still as majestic as ever, and Master's wife is still as beautiful as ever."

"You're so good with words! Sit down!" Ning Zhongze looked at the disciples at the door and said with a smile, "You all come and sit down too."

"What are you sitting for? Everyone disperse." Yue Buqun's face hardened as he scolded, "Have you all done your homework for today? Go do it now!"

Faced with their master's tyranny, the senior brothers scattered, leaving only Yue Lingshan behind. As for Shuang'er, she had gone down the mountain early in the morning with the outer sect female disciples to shop and wouldn't return until the afternoon.

"Lingshan, please sit down too!" Looking at her daughter, Ning Zhongze felt a pang of heartache and a sense of helplessness.

No one knows a daughter better than her mother. How could her mother not know what Yue Lingshan was thinking? But the goddess is willing, while the king is not. What can be done?

Ning Zhongze had considered using the name of his sect to force Ling Chi to marry his daughter, but although Ling Chi seemed easy to talk to on the surface, he was incredibly stubborn at heart. Didn't he kill two major sects in a fit of rage at the Liu residence in Hengshan City that day?

Moreover, Ling Chi has only been a little over a year with Huashan Sect, including two months of martial arts training within the sect and a year of "reflection" at the Cliff of Repentance. With such a short time, her sense of belonging to Huashan Sect is probably not strong, and forcing her would only result in a complete breakup.

It's tough!

Yue Lingshan took her seat as instructed. Whether intentionally or not, she did not sit below Ling Chi, but rather opposite him.

Their eyes met, and Ling Chi smiled politely.

Yue Lingshan pursed her lips and remained silent.

Seeing this scene, Ning Zhongze felt even more worried.

Yue Buqun narrowed his eyes and said, "Chi'er, you've been meditating in seclusion for a year. Has your martial arts improved?"

"Master," Ling Chi clasped his hands in a fist salute, "I have not dared to slack off for a single day, and I am much more confident than I was a year ago."

"Oh?" A glint flashed in Yue Buqun's eyes: "Then demonstrate the Huashan Sword Technique once."

"Yes." Ling Chi stood up and walked into the hall, drew his long sword, and began to practice the Huashan sword technique.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze had exceptional eyesight. They saw that although Ling Chi was only using a simple set of Huashan sword techniques, he executed them with great ease and speed, each move accompanied by the sound of air being cut, which astonished the two of them.

Yue Lingshan's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise as she realized that although she had practiced diligently for half a year, she was still far from being good enough!

After finishing the final move, "Refreshing Breeze," Ling Chi sheathed his sword, stood up, clasped his hands, and said, "Disciple has finished the demonstration. Please give me your feedback, Master."

"...Okay, okay." Besides saying okay, Yue Buqun couldn't think of anything else to say.

It was just a basic set of Huashan sword techniques, yet Ling Chi felt as if he were using a world-class skill.

Could this be what Master meant by reaching the pinnacle?

Looking at Ling Chi's excessively youthful face, Yue Buqun felt his worldview was constantly collapsing.

Yue Buqun's shock was to be expected, because Ling Chi had already mastered the Huashan Sword Technique to the highest level of 10 in the past year.

His progress wouldn't have been this fast originally, but who could blame him when that old drunkard Feng Qingyang was won over!

With six months of one-on-one instruction from this sword master, Ling Chi's understanding of swordsmanship skyrocketed. Not to mention the basic Huashan sword technique, he even mastered the Dugu Nine Swords to level three. Compared to a year ago, Ling Chi's attributes have undergone a tremendous transformation.

Host: Ling Chi

Physical strength: (200/200)

Energy: (100/100)

Power: 57.9

Agility: 45.7

Physical condition: 83.8

True Qi: 87.1 (years)

Lifespan: 81 years

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Culinary Skills: Top-Tier White (39.73/100)

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Secondary Profession: Warrior