Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"What just happened?" Feng Qingyang was the first to arrive at the scene and asked immediately when he saw Ling Chi and the other two there.

Feng Qingyang had just finished asking his question when the others arrived one after another, all within five seconds.

Unfortunately, for these farmers who have already reached the top purple level, this space of only a hundred miles in radius is too small. If they want to run freely, they can only learn to pull a millstone like a donkey, going around and around. Otherwise, they will run into the wall after running for a while, which is really unpleasant.

"It's nothing." Ling Chi raised the watermelon knife in his hand and said, "Old Pu and Ou Yu worked together to create a true divine weapon. I was just testing it out, and I didn't expect its power to be even stronger than I imagined."

Upon learning that Pu Heng and Ou Yu had forged a divine weapon, the crowd immediately lost interest and dispersed in twos and threes, leaving Pu Heng and Ou Yu, who still wanted to show off, dumbfounded.

Don't you want to know how we poured our hearts and souls into forging this divine weapon, overcoming countless obstacles and enduring countless hardships? And you're just leaving like that? That's incredibly disrespectful.

Ling Chi sighed, patted the two on the shoulder, and comforted them, "These people are short-sighted and don't know how powerful a watermelon knife is. They'll know what it means to be blind to talent later."

Pu Heng was moved to tears: "Young Master understands me the most."

“No!” Ou Yu said earnestly, “Old Pu, I understand you too.”

"Little Ou".

"Old Pu".

"..." Ling Chi's eyes sharpened. Bromance!?

After a moment of mutual appreciation, Pu Heng said, "Young master, this divine weapon has not yet been named. Please name it for us."

“Uh…” Ling Chi looked at the precious sword in his hand and really wanted to name it 'Zha Zha Hui', but after thinking about it, he didn’t dare to, for fear of infringing on copyright.

“Let’s call it the Dragon Slayer Blade!” Ling Chi stroked the dragon pattern on the back of the blade and said, “After all, it’s a divine weapon used to slay demonic dragons, so calling it the Dragon Slayer Blade is just right.”

The watermelon knife immediately emitted a buzzing sound, and the golden light seemed to shine even brighter.

Ling Chi could sense the joy in the watermelon knife; the spirit must be very pleased with the name.

"What a great name!" Pu Heng was very satisfied; who wouldn't want their work to have a good name!

"Slay the dragon! Slay the dragon! From now on, you will become the dragon's nightmare."

The Dragon Slayer Blade emitted another buzz, and its golden light shone even brighter.

……

The news that Peach Blossom Island was going to be closed again spread within just a few days, causing anxiety among many people who planned to visit the island to enjoy its cuisine: "Why is the island being closed again? What are they planning this time?"

"The island master said he has some important things to do and will be temporarily closing for a year, but it is uncertain whether he will be able to reopen after a year."

"How could this be? No way! I have to hurry to Peach Blossom Island for dinner, or I'll have to wait a whole year."

"It's too late. Island Master Ling only serves guests who have made reservations before; he won't serve anyone else. If you want to taste the delicacies of Peach Blossom Island, you can only hope that the person who made the reservation is your friend and can take you there."

"Where would I find a friend like that? Damn it! Do I really have to wait another year?"

"If it opens in a year, then it's a year. But if it doesn't open in a year, then I might never get to eat it in my lifetime."

"Shut your mouth!"

"..."

When the news reached Fan Qinghui that Peach Blossom Island would be closed for another year, she couldn't help but frown slightly: What... is he going to do this time? Sigh! Fei Xuan...

Fan Qinghui was still heartbroken at the thought of her beloved disciple who had died not long ago. A few days ago, when she learned that Shi Feixuan had broken through to the Grandmaster realm and was about to return to Cihang Jingzhai, she was overjoyed, believing that the end of the demonic sect was near. But her joy was short-lived, as she was met with the devastating news that her beloved disciple had been killed by a demonic witch and that her body had been hung in front of the Cihang Jingzhai mountain gate.

At the time, she thought she was dreaming, until she saw Shi Feixuan's corpse with her own eyes, and the very obvious bloodstain on her neck, she almost collapsed.

Shi Feixuan, the strongest successor of Cihang Jingzhai in the contemporary era, a genius who broke through to the Sword Heart Clarity Realm at the young age of twenty-something, actually died just like that.

When Fan Qinghui held Shi Feixuan in her arms, she could no longer hold back her grief and tears streamed down her face. All the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai wept as well. The elders of Cihang Jingzhai found it hard to accept this reality, and many cried out in anguish, "You demonic witch, I will fight you to the death!"

That day was the darkest day for Cihang Jingzhai.

In these extraordinary times, everything must be kept simple. After a simple burial of Shi Feixuan, Fan Qinghui sent a message by carrier pigeon to Jingnian Temple, inviting Kong and others to Cihang Jingzhai to discuss the important matter of dealing with the Demonic Sect.

But before Liao Kong and the others arrived, news came that Peach Blossom Island was going to be sealed off.

Are you... seeking revenge for Fei Xuan?

Thinking of this, Fan Qinghui felt a mix of excitement and joy. If Ling Chi truly wanted to avenge Shi Feixuan, then that would be the perfect outcome.

Meanwhile, in Luoyang, at the headquarters of the Yin Gui School.

When Wanwan heard the news that Peach Blossom Island was under lockdown, her eyes narrowed: "Brother Ling, are you going to avenge her? Or do you blame me for killing her?"

When Li Shimin, who was leading his troops on a campaign, heard the news, a look of doubt appeared on his face: "What is my brother-in-law up to now?"

"Cough cough!" Changsun Wuji coughed repeatedly: Brother-in-law, I'm your brother-in-law! My own brother.

"..." Li Shimin realized what was happening and chuckled, "It's all Brother Ling's fault for being too good to Wugou, making me forget that Wuji is Wugou's biological brother."

Changsun Wuji was speechless and helpless. Ultimately, Ling Chi was far too good to Changsun Wugou, many times better than he, her own brother. For his sister's sake, Ling Chi actually provided enough provisions to feed an army of 100,000 for a year—can you believe it? Not only that, Ling Chi actually trained his sister to become a grandmaster-level expert, which terrified and filled him with envy.

A master! I want one too!

"Hahaha, I think we should make Lord Ling the lord's brother-in-law from now on! Changsun Wuji, that little devil, is just a useless piece of trash who wants to live off his sister. He's utterly useless." A burly general wielding an axe laughed loudly.

Changsun Wuji was furious: "Cheng Yaojin! Don't speak so recklessly! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

"Come on, come on!" Cheng Yaojin waved his big axe: "Come and fight your grandpa Cheng! If you don't fight, you're my son."

"This is outrageous!" Changsun Wuji shouted, turning to Li Shimin and saying, "Brother-in-law, quickly have someone beat him up!"

Li Shimin: "..."

"Pah!" Cheng Yaojin said disdainfully, "Coward."

……

Ten days later, after seeing off the last table of diners, Ling Chi activated the island protection formation, concealing Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea.

"Young Master, Miss, Madam, are you all going?" Wei Zhenzhen asked with a worried expression. "What if the enemy attacks while you're away?"

"Don't worry!" Ling Chi laughed, "The island protection formation has been activated, and no one can break in. Besides, you all have the strength of a Grandmaster. As long as it's not a Great Grandmaster, you can definitely handle it easily."

"Young Master, Qing'er can't bear to part with you." Bai Qing'er threw herself into Ling Chi's arms, her face full of reluctance and charm.

"Uh..." Feeling the chill coming from Huang Rong's side, Ling Chi coughed and said, "There's no need for that. This time I'll only be gone for a year at most. Young Master will be back in a year. While Young Master is away, you must keep an eye on the house for him. Don't let it become a chicken coop when I come back."

"Mm." Bai Qing'er smiled brightly, "Young Master, don't worry, Qing'er will definitely take good care of the family."

"I believe you." Ling Chi smiled slightly, turned to look at Fu Junzhuo, Fu Junyu, and Fu Junqiang, and said, "I plan to release your master. What are your plans? Will you go back with him? Or stay here?"

"..."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Temple of the God of War

"I'm not going back!" Fu Junqiang shook her head repeatedly. "I want to stay here, I'm not going back!"

I don't want to eat kimchi anymore.

Fu Junzhuo and Fu Junyu were silent for a moment, then looked at each other, both seeing hesitation in each other's eyes.

They were orphans from Goguryeo, raised by their master who taught them martial arts and made them masters of the martial arts world. Such a great kindness could not go unrepaid. But although life in Goguryeo was relatively good, it was nothing compared to Peach Blossom Island.

Returning to Goguryeo with her master would mean facing unpredictable hardships; staying on Peach Blossom Island, although her status and position would be low, would at least guarantee her personal dignity. Didn't you see how Bai Qing'er dared to be affectionate with Ling Chi in front of Huang Rong?

Moreover, life here is so peaceful, like a paradise on earth. Apart from a few guests who get drunk and cause trouble, they can't find any fault with it. Most importantly, the food on Peach Blossom Island is so abundant and delicious that once they leave, they'll never be able to taste its cuisine again.

Thinking of this, the two women felt a chill run down their spines, but their eyes finally hardened.

“We’re not leaving,” Fu Junzhuo and Fu Junyu said in unison.

Ling Chi smiled faintly: "Are you really sure? Let me make this clear from the start: since you're staying on Peach Blossom Island, the outside world is no longer your concern. Your only concern is the interests of Peach Blossom Island. If I find out that you're not on your side, I will not only kill you, but I will also take my anger out on Goguryeo and destroy it."

"Hiss~~~~~" The three women gasped.

Destroy a country? How ruthless.

They had no doubt about the truth of Ling Chi's words, because Ling Chi could fly and also possessed magic. Not long ago, Ling Chi had burned five thousand sailors led by Li Zitong to death with flames at sea, and not a single one escaped.

Because the fire was so large, many passing ships saw it, and people started talking about it while eating on Peach Blossom Island. When Ling Chi returned to Peach Blossom Island and confessed to the crime, the three women knew that Ling Chi was definitely not human; he was either a god or a monster.

No matter what it is, no one can resist it. So after Ling Chi said these words, the three women repeatedly expressed that they would never waver and would never regret their choice today.

Looking at the three women, Ling Chi had more faith in Fu Junqiang. Perhaps it was because she was still young and her outlook on life was not yet formed. After two years of ideological education on Peach Blossom Island, she now regarded Peach Blossom Island as her home.

Fu Junzhuo and Fu Junyu were already adults when they arrived, so their mindsets were basically fixed. If it weren't for his overwhelming power, the two women would have had a hard time submitting to him.

However, Fu Junyu is slightly better. At least from two years of observation, she seems to have accepted her fate. But when she was given a choice just now, her hesitation made Ling Chi realize that she had not completely given up.

However, it's understandable. One is her hometown where she lived for eighteen years, and the other is Peach Blossom Island where she worked as a maid for two years. Although life on Peach Blossom Island was a million times better than in Goguryeo, it couldn't erase her homesickness.

The only way to deal with this kind of person is to crush her with absolute power, teaching her what she can and cannot do. As long as she's not mentally unstable, I believe she can make the right choice.

Compared to Fu Junyu, Fu Junzhuo is the most difficult one to deal with. After all, she was already twenty-three or twenty-four years old when she first came to Peach Blossom Island. Her mind was already fully mature. She even came to the Sui Dynasty to assassinate Yang Guang on her master's orders, which was quite impressive.

People who listen to their masters and are loyal to their country and nation are the most difficult to deal with. Ling Chi was mentally prepared for Fu Junzhuo to leave Peach Blossom Island, but she did not expect that after hesitating, Fu Junzhuo would choose to stay.

A very unexpected choice.

But Fu Junzhuo knew that this was her inevitable and only choice.

The moment Ling Chi carried her from Yangzhou to Peach Blossom Island, her worldview was overturned; her experiences on Peach Blossom Island over the past two years allowed her to understand what a truly good life is; and most importantly, the news that Ling Chi used magic to eliminate five thousand naval troops dispelled her last thought of resistance.

Humans cannot defeat gods and monsters, just as even the strongest ant can be crushed by a single finger.

Moreover, Ling Chi was not only powerful himself, but he also trained his sister and wife to become Grandmaster-level experts, as well as more than a dozen maids to become Grandmaster-level experts. Even the successor of Cihang Jingzhai broke through to the Grandmaster realm in just two years here. Although he was quickly killed, this was enough to prove that Ling Chi had the ability to cultivate experts in large numbers.

Leaving aside others, just look at her and her two junior sisters; in just two years, they have made significant progress. Now, she and Fu Junyu are both Grandmaster-level experts, and even Fu Junqiang has reached the peak of first-class expert, just one step away from breaking through to the Grandmaster realm.

That's terrifying. If someone like that were to come out of seclusion and serve the Tang Dynasty, it would be a nightmare for Goguryeo.

So Fu Junzhuo stayed for another reason, which was also the most important reason: she wanted to stay to stop Ling Chi from serving the Tang Dynasty and to protect Goguryeo from being destroyed by the Tang Dynasty.

Fu Junzhuo lowered her head: This is the only thing I can do for Goguryeo.

……

Ling Chi released Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan, and removed the life-and-death talismans from their bodies. However, he wouldn't create two threats for his brother-in-law. So, after sending the two old men to the shore of Zhoushan, Ling Chi absorbed 200 years of innate true energy from each of them.

To become a Grandmaster, 200 years of innate true energy is essential. Although these two old men are only two hundred years old combined, cultivating top-tier martial arts can accelerate their cultivation. Currently, these two old men possess at least three hundred years of innate true energy. Ling Chi couldn't simply let them go, but absorbing all their power would be dishonest. Therefore, he absorbed two hundred years of innate true energy from each of them, leaving them only a little over a hundred years, directly reducing them to the Grandmaster level.

While a Grandmaster would still be considered the top expert in Goguryeo and a top-tier expert in the Turkic Khaganate, they no longer posed a threat to the Tang Dynasty.

Feeling their cultivation level decline, Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan aged considerably in an instant, and their eyes filled with resentment as they looked at Ling Chi: "A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated."

"Oh?" Ling Chi said calmly, "So, you want to die?"

After absorbing, filtering, and transforming the spiritual energy, Ling Chi gained 30 years' worth of spiritual energy. Now, his spiritual energy value has reached over 80 years, not far from the maximum of 100. If these two old men are determined to die, he wouldn't mind absorbing their remaining hundred-plus years of innate true energy as well, which should allow his spiritual energy to reach over 90 years.