Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

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Ling Chi, hands on his hips: From now on, I'm going to be a man with my back straight!

The dragon bone was an unexpected surprise. He discovered that the dragon bone was extremely hard. Even with the Dragon Slayer Blade, a full-force strike could only leave a deep mark on the dragon bone, but it could not cut it off.

Ling Chi's eyes lit up, and numerous armor and shield designs appeared in his mind. These dragon bones could be used to forge at least a hundred suits of armor and shields. Ling Chi's first thought was to equip Li Shimin with one, minimizing the possibility of him encountering an accident on the battlefield.

Wu Gou, Wu Gou, even I envy you for having such a wonderful sworn brother. With a brother like this, what more could a woman ask for?

……

The dragon is a treasure trove, and this is a great harvest. Ling Chi immediately decided to hold a grand dragon feast so that everyone could have a good time.

Everyone was overjoyed to hear that there was dragon meat to eat. Dragons were legendary creatures; they had only heard of them in their lives, never seen one, and had no idea what dragon meat tasted like. Now that they had the chance to taste dragon meat, even Yilin, a Buddhist who never ate meat, was somewhat tempted.

After a fierce internal struggle, Yilin finally decided to eat!

Although she still practices Buddhism, she had already returned to secular life in order to marry Ling Chi in the world of Laughing at the world. Later, she naturally had a relationship with Ling Chi. Although she has been eating vegetarian food for many years and has not touched meat, this is dragon meat! It is said that dragon meat is from heaven. If she has the opportunity to taste the legendary dragon meat, what does it matter if she breaks another vow?

When the full dragon feast was served and Yilin was enjoying the dragon meat, Shi Feixuan's 'faith' in this great master collapsed.

Aren't you a great master? Aren't you supposed to have supernatural powers? You're just dragon meat, why... ugh!!!

Qu Feiyan mischievously stuffed a piece of dragon meat into Shi Feixuan's mouth, and Shi Feixuan immediately exclaimed: "It smells so good!"

……

This all-dragon feast was a delight for everyone, even herbivorous beasts like Bai Ling couldn't resist taking a few pieces of dragon meat. The taste was indeed fresh and delicious, even for these herbivorous creatures.

Dragon meat is indeed a versatile meat that can be eaten by both vegetarians and non-vegetarians.

After the Dragon Feast ended, Pu Heng and Ou Yu were the happiest. They obtained a large amount of dragon skin, dragon bones, and a dragon tendon. These were all excellent forging materials. Even if they couldn't forge a few divine artifacts, they could certainly forge divine weapons that were one level below divine artifacts.

"Don't worry, young master. Give me some time, and I will definitely forge a batch of divine artifacts for you," Pu Heng assured, patting his chest.

“Me too.” Ou Yu was very excited: “With the dragon skin and bones provided by the young master, my skills should improve a lot. Elder Pu, you’d better be careful, or I might surpass you.”

"Hahaha..." Pu Heng laughed loudly: "Kid, you're a thousand years too early to surpass me!"

zizi——

The two locked eyes, sparks flying.

Ling Chi: "..."

Has this day finally come? Because our skills are similar, we've begun a phase of competition.

Ling Chi wasn't worried; on the contrary, he was happy to see it happen. After all, to become stronger, there must be competition. Without competition, many things cannot develop.

Competition drives progress.

Ling Chi is looking forward to the competition between Pu Heng and Ou Yu, as it will help in creating better artifacts and equipment in the future.

……

After the celebration, the three returned to the underground space. This time, they could finally enter the Temple of War without any hindrance.

When the three entered the Temple of War, a profound sense of awe washed over them.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Getting Rich

The three of them felt as if they were in a giant palace, and were simultaneously overwhelmed by the vast and high space of the palace, like little people in a Lilliputian kingdom.

"As expected of the Temple of the War God, truly extraordinary." After a moment of confusion, Ling Chi came to his senses and couldn't help but admire it.

“Yes!” Huang Rong nodded repeatedly: “In terms of grandeur, I’m afraid no palace outside can compare to it. This is simply a world where giants live.”

“Perhaps giants really did live here before!” Ling Chi sighed. “The world changes, and the world transforms. Just like the Tang Dynasty now, it will eventually fall into chaos and be replaced by other dynasties in a few hundred years.”

"Brother, what you're saying is too heavy." Shuang'er held his hand and said, "No matter how the future changes, Shuang'er will always be by your side, brother, and that will never change."

“Rong’er is also by Ling-gege’s side.” Huang Rong held his other hand tightly. “I said I would become Ling-gege’s strongest helper chef. In the future, we will make the most delicious food in the world, and even the gods will be conquered. We will stand at the top. Even if the universe is destroyed, we will still exist, still be together, and never change.”

"..." Ling Chi was both amused and exasperated. He said, "I was just expressing my feelings, why are you all talking so much? This isn't the time for sentimentality! Come with me to the Temple of the God of War first. The legendary 'War God's Record' is hidden here."

"Uh, um." The two women nodded somewhat awkwardly, but did not let go of each other's hands, and walked inside hand in hand.

Upon entering the enormous hall, the front and left and right walls of the hall were at least forty feet apart. Compared to them, the three of them seemed as insignificant as ants.

On the massive wall directly opposite the entrance, a line of large seal script was carved from top to bottom, running straight down from the roof of the hall. The first and last characters were at least thirty feet apart, and each character was about ten feet square. The inscription read: "Heaven and Earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs."

"Isn't this from the Tao Te Ching?" Huang Rong asked, somewhat puzzled. "The Emperor's teacher, Guang Chengzi, came here, but Lao Tzu wrote the Tao Te Ching during the Spring and Autumn Period. The time is completely wrong."

"Don't overthink it," Ling Chi laughed. "The worlds I've experienced before didn't have demonic dragons or the Temple of War. Every world is different. Maybe the Laozi of this world is even older than Guang Chengzi!"

“…Alright!” Huang Rong couldn’t argue. It would be foolish to take things too seriously in the Tang Dynasty world compared to other worlds.

“Brother, Rong’er, look!” Shuang’er said, pointing to the top of her head.

Ling Chi and Huang Rong immediately looked up at the top of the palace. At the center of the palace, about forty feet above the ground, was a circular object, two feet in diameter, emitting a bluish-yellow light, like an indoor sun, bathing the entire palace in a myriad of bluish rays.

Centered on this light source, the palace ceiling illuminated a large circle with a diameter of twenty feet, just like the star map at the entrance of the secret passage, only several times larger, covering the giant palace under countless stars.

The grand hall had no pillars or objects in sight. In the center of the hall, there was a relief about two zhang square, and on each of the left and right walls, there were twenty-four reliefs about one zhang square. Adding the relief in the center of the hall, there were exactly forty-nine.

The exquisitely carved relief on the floor of the hall depicts a deity clad in strange armor and masked, riding a dragon-like monster. The deity descends from the upper left through nine split, thick clouds, hurtling towards a large, blood-red fireball in the lower right corner. Beside each cloud, the inscription reads from top to bottom: Nine Heavens, Eight Heavens, down to the lowest, First Heaven. Above the relief are five large characters: "The Record of the God of War, Volume One."

"This is the War God's Record!?" Huang Rong asked, blinking as she saw the forty-nine reliefs.

"It should be." Ling Chi exerted a little force, broke free from Shuang'er and Huang Rong's hands, and walked towards the reliefs.

Shuang'er and Huang Rong looked at each other and started to move around, looking around as they went.

The "War God's Record" is known as the foremost of the Four Great Books, capable of revealing the mysteries of heaven and earth. Ling Chi looked at the first picture and studied it carefully for a long time. The content was indeed very profound, and some words could not be explained at all, only understood intuitively.

Just as there are a thousand different Pan Jinlians in a thousand people's eyes, you can't say whether Pan Jinlian is hateful or pitiful. Given Pan Jinlian's experiences, different eras would certainly have different lives. These things are really hard to say; it all depends on how one interprets them.

Ling Chi's feeling about this picture was like that of a top chef watching an apprentice cook—it looked very immature and clumsy, but had unlimited potential.

As Ling Chi looked at each picture, the feeling became increasingly different. If the first five pictures represented the growth process from apprentice to kitchen helper, then the fifth to tenth pictures represented the growth process from kitchen helper to head chef. The higher the level, the higher the chef's skill. By the twentieth picture, Ling Chi felt that this chef had reached the white level of culinary skill. The thirtieth picture represented blue level, and the fortieth picture represented purple level.

As Ling Chi continued looking, upon reaching the forty-eighth picture, he felt as if he were cooking himself. The knife skills were impeccable, the heat control was superb, and although the various techniques were slightly different from his own, they were definitely at the same level.

Ling Chi seemed to understand that the War God's Manual was meant to give different people different insights. When he saw the forty-eighth picture, he had already reached the point of almost breaking through the void, and when he saw the last picture, he saw the method to break through the void.

But what Ling Chi saw was the direction of culinary skills breaking through to the red level.

But... it's useless.

Even without this insight, he would have broken through to the red level sooner or later, so the War God's Manual was almost useless to him. At most, he could only learn some unique cooking techniques.

Just like kneading dough, rolling it out, cutting it into slices, adding filling, pinching it closed, and boiling it, that's called wonton; kneading dough, cutting it into small pieces, rolling them out, adding filling, wrapping them up, and boiling them, that's called dumpling; frying them in oil, then adding water, covering, and simmering, that's called potstickers; steaming them directly in a steamer, that's called steamed dumplings...

The methods are similar, but there are countless variations and names. The taste also has subtle differences, but in the end, it's just a combination of dough and filling!

What Ling Chi gleaned from the War God's Manual was the transformation of the same substance into different directions of development. It seemed useless in some ways, yet somewhat useful in others.

Ultimately, it was because Ling Chi's abilities and realm had reached the critical point in the War God's Manual that he could only gain some insights from seeing things of similar level, but it didn't help him improve his strength much.

"Just think of it as learning a new dish!" That was the only way Ling Chi could console herself.

Unlike him, Shuang'er and Huang Rong gleaned some valuable insights from the War God's Manual. Excited by their discovery, the two women even sat cross-legged and began cultivating.

Seeing this, Ling Chi quietly looked around and, finding nothing else, continued walking deeper into the main hall.

As Ling Chi ventured deeper into the Temple of the God of War, he made a new discovery. In the distance, at a corner of the wall, sat a person sitting cross-legged, facing the wall.

This man has a robust build and his clothing is ancient and unlike anything from modern times.

"Are you the reinforcements the monkey sent?" Ling Chi shouted.

"..."

Of course, there was no response.

This was to be expected, since he had already guessed the person's identity.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the person had a solemn face with a serene smile on his lips. His hair and clothes were mostly smudged, but his skin and expression were no different from those of a living person.

The man's left hand was hanging down to the ground, where there was a line of small characters: Guang Chengzi testifies to the Broken Vajra here.

Sure enough it was him.

I wasn't disappointed after reading those novels.

Ling Chi squatted down and looked at the small characters on the ground. They seemed to have been carved with his fingers, but they were only a few millimeters deep, and didn't seem like anything special. Ling Chi also tried to carve characters on the ground, but at this moment he realized... he couldn't carve them.

"..."

Is it that hard?

Ling Chi refused to believe it and immediately used all his strength to carve words on the ground with his fingers.

"Waaaaaah!"

"Sawasdee ka, welcome everyone!"

"OH! NO!"

"Baka yarou!"

"Ashiba!"

"Damn you!"

"..."

Ling Chi plopped down on the ground, looking like he'd seen a ghost: "How could this happen?"

Apart from a few minor scratches, not a single word was engraved on the ground.