Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

The middle-aged man turned and ran, giving the two women no time to react. The night was the best cover. Even though the two women had the skill to see in the dark, it was not as clear as during the day. In addition, the middle-aged man ran too fast. Even if the two women wanted to stop him, they would probably be powerless to do so.

"There's a formidable enemy on the island! Go quickly and inform Big Brother!" Shang Xiufang exclaimed. "I'll go after him!"

"Second Sister, be careful!" Shi Qingxuan immediately sprang to Ling Chi's residence like the wind.

When Shi Qingxuan arrived at Ling Chi's residence, she shouted, "Big brother! Get up quickly, a powerful enemy is attacking!"

As soon as the window opened, Ling Chi jumped down from the second floor: "Where did this formidable enemy come from!?"

He was assembling an iron kite with the farm staff! Just as they were about to finish assembling it, a powerful enemy suddenly appeared. Ling Chi was furious, and the consequences were severe.

"My second sister and I..." Shi Qingxuan quickly recounted what had happened. Upon hearing this, Ling Chi's heart stirred. He immediately used his aura to sense the auras of all the creatures on Peach Blossom Island. He then sensed Fu Junzhuo, who was furious but unable to get up, as well as Shang Xiufang, who was chasing a powerful enemy, and another aura that seemed somewhat unusual.

Ling Chi turned his head and looked at the guest room several hundred meters away, lost in thought.

"I understand," Ling Chi said. "Leave this to me. You go back and rest." He paused, took off his coat, and draped it over Shi Qingxuan. "Next time you come to deliver a message, remember to wear proper clothes."

"Ah!?" Shi Qingxuan immediately blushed. The enemy's arrival was too sudden. Although she had put on a coat, it couldn't cover a large area of ​​her skin. Now, it couldn't be described as simply disheveled; it was more like...

Shi Qing fled like a whirlwind.

Ling Chi chuckled, and in a flash, he appeared beside Fu Junzhuo. Then, with a tap in the air, Fu Junzhuo felt her body lighten as her acupoints were released.

"Young Master!" Fu Junzhuo hurriedly stood up and said, "Something terrible has happened! A Grandmaster-level expert has launched a night attack!"

"Alright, I understand," Ling Chi said. "I know who he is. Your clothes are dirty, go change before you go on patrol!"

"Young Master knows?" Fu Junzhuo asked in surprise.

"Don't tell anyone about this. I'll handle it myself." With that, Ling Chi disappeared.

Fu Junzhuo's heart skipped a beat. She had no idea how Ling Chi had disappeared, nor did she know which direction he had gone.

Are we still worlds apart?

Fu Junzhuo felt even heavier and more desperate.

Meanwhile, Shang Xiufang, who was chasing the middle-aged man, suddenly heard Ling Chi's voice transmission: "Second sister, stop chasing, go back and rest!"

"Big brother?" Shang Xiufang paused, then asked, "Big brother, have you found the enemy?"

"Found it. Leave this to me. You can go back now!"

Shang Xiufang breathed a sigh of relief: "Be careful, brother."

"Don't worry."

After everything was properly handled, Ling Chi slowly walked to the guest rooms for the diners. Looking at one of the rooms, he seemed to be deep in thought: The breathing was slightly disordered, and the heartbeat was not like that of someone who was already asleep. This must be him!

dong dong——

Ling Chi knocked on the door twice.

"Who goes there?" came the lazy voice of a middle-aged man.

"Brother Wang, are you awake? Would you like to have a chat with me?" Ling Chi said.

"Oh, it's Brother Ling!" He yawned. "Why aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?"

"Hehe, there are some things I'd like to discuss with you, Brother Wang. I hope I haven't disturbed your rest," Ling Chi said with a smile.

With a creak, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a white undershirt, looking slightly tired, said: "I've already disturbed you. Brother Ling, you really know how to cause trouble."

"It's my fault, but Brother Wang must be hungry after sleeping all day! I brought some wine and food to fill your stomach." Ling Chi held a tray in his left hand, which contained a plate of cold dishes and a plate of braised meat, and a pot of wine in his right hand.

"Hehe, I'm sorry to trouble you, Brother Ling. Please come in!"

The two entered the room, and Ling Chi placed the wine and dishes on the table, saying, "Brother Wang, please."

"Wait a moment, I need to use the restroom and clean myself up while I'm at it," the middle-aged man said.

“Oh, then I’ll take Brother Wang to the restroom,” Ling Chi said.

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Ling."

A moment later, after relieving himself and washing his face, the middle-aged man felt much more refreshed. He returned to his room and chuckled, "To be honest, I was quite hungry. I am very grateful for Brother Ling's concern."

"It's just some food and wine, nothing special." Ling Chi poured two cups of wine and said, "I'd like to offer a toast to you, Brother Wang."

"Brother Ling, there's no need for that, please."

After taking a sip of fine wine and enjoying some braised and cold dishes, the middle-aged man said with great satisfaction, "What I envy most about Brother Ling is his life. Brother Ling's life is carefree and comfortable, and he is accompanied by beautiful women and delicious food every day. He is much better off than I am."

"There's nothing I can do about it; my profession is chef!" Ling Chi chuckled. "I wonder if Brother Wang has ever heard this saying?"

"Oh?" The middle-aged man put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm all ears."

"To win a woman's heart, you must first win her stomach," Ling Chi said.

"These words..." The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, but after thinking about it carefully, he found it amusing: "Brother Ling is really flattering himself. To win a woman's heart, besides delicious food, you can also impress her with martial arts, knowledge, or money. Women have a strong sense of vanity. As long as you satisfy their vanity, they will be devoted to you."

“Brother Wang is right.” Ling Chi chuckled and said, “However, I am a chef, so of course I have to pat myself on the back. Besides, I have indeed conquered the stomachs of many women with my delicious food, including these beautiful women on the island.”

"Hehe, Brother Ling is truly a free spirit." The middle-aged man laughed heartily, raising his glass: "I, your foolish brother, toast to you."

"Thank you, Brother Wang. Cheers!"

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, the two men found themselves getting along very well. Ling Chi exclaimed, "Brother Wang is truly my confidant. Just like Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi, they found kindred spirits amidst the flowing water and high mountains, and their story has been passed down through the ages."

"Brother Ling, you think too highly of me. I am unworthy of such praise." The middle-aged man chuckled. "However, talking with Brother Ling is indeed a pleasure, like drinking with a bosom friend. It's just a pity that I enjoy traveling around. Otherwise, I would have moved to Peach Blossom Island long ago to keep you company."

"With war raging across the land these days, Brother Wang, you must be extra careful as you travel," Ling Chi said.

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Ling. I believe I have some martial arts skills, and I should be able to handle some petty thieves without any problem," the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"That's good." Ling Chi nodded and said, "Actually, there's something I'd like to hear your opinion on, Brother Wang."

"Oh?" the middle-aged man asked, "What is it that Brother Ling is referring to?"

“Actually, I really like my sworn sister Qingxuan,” Ling Chi said.

puff-

The middle-aged man's heart suddenly raced, though it was only for a single beat, but Ling Chi keenly noticed it.

"Qingxuan also has feelings for me, but I'm already married, and I don't know how to handle these feelings." Ling Chi took a sip of wine and said, "Brother Wang is very knowledgeable; perhaps you can offer me some advice?"

"I see." The middle-aged man tapped the table lightly with his right index finger, the speed and intensity varying, revealing that he was not at peace.

After a moment, the middle-aged man asked, "Brother Ling, are you truly sincere towards Qingxuan?"

“It is my true feeling.” Ling Chi nodded: “It’s just that I am already married, so I’m afraid I can’t give her the position of my principal wife.”

"Brother Ling, do you truly love your wife?" the middle-aged man pressed.

“Of course.” Ling Chi nodded: “My wife and I have gone through thick and thin together, and our love is stronger than gold.”

"Have you talked to her about this?"

"No." Ling Chi shook his head: "After all, Qingxuan is my sworn sister, how could I tell Madam?"

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Moreover, Qingxuan doesn't care about titles or status, and has even hinted to me that it's enough if I can think of her occasionally."

Snapped--

The wine glass was crushed.

Chapter Fifty-Six: Popsicles Cure Illness, Iron Kite's First Flight

Looking at the crushed wine glass, Ling Chi narrowed his eyes: "What does this mean, Brother Wang?"

"I'm sorry, I had a bit of a headache just now and accidentally broke the cup." The middle-aged man apologized repeatedly, his attitude very sincere.

"My head hurts!" Ling Chi nodded. "I have some special medicine here that can treat headaches. Would you like to try it, Brother Wang?"

"No need," the middle-aged man waved his hand. "This is just an old ailment of mine; it'll be fine in a little while."

"That's good." Ling Chi formed a claw with one hand, sucked the broken wine glass into his hand, and casually threw it into the trash can.

"Brother Ling, your skills are excellent!" The middle-aged man clapped and cheered.

"It's just a trivial skill, I'm afraid I'll make you laugh, Brother Wang." Ling Chi chuckled, and with a flick of his left wrist, a new wine cup appeared in his hand: "Fortunately, I brought a spare wine cup with me, Brother Wang, please."

"Thank you, Brother Ling." The middle-aged man took a sip of wine and sighed, "It's truly fortunate that Qingxuan is willing to forgo any official title. I'm so envious."

“Brother Wang, there’s no need to be modest. Although you’re getting on in years, you’re handsome and talented. You must have many beautiful women by your side. But you love to travel around, so I’m afraid you’ve disappointed many of them!” Ling Chi teased.

The middle-aged man chuckled dryly, "Brother Ling, you jest. I don't possess such charm." He paused, then continued, "What are you thinking, Brother Ling? Do you really intend for Qingxuan to follow you around without any official status?"

“How could there be no official status?” Ling Chi said, “Qingxuan is my sworn sister. We can see each other without any obstacles on a daily basis, and my wife will not suspect anything. Besides, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, and a prostitute is not as good as a stolen affair. It’s actually quite exciting to continue like this.”

Snapped--

The wine glass broke again.

Ling Chi looked at him and said, "Brother Wang, are you having another headache?"

"Hehehe." The middle-aged man laughed, but his laughter was somewhat cold. "Brother Ling, you probably already knew my identity!"

"Brother Wang is truly insightful." Ling Chi chuckled. "With someone of your stature, Brother Wang must have an extraordinary background, but I have traveled the world and found no trace of you. This is rather strange. Fortunately, I know a man named Lu Miaozi who can make something called a human skin mask. By simply wearing the mask, one can transform into another person."

“Lu Miaozi…” the middle-aged man sighed, “What a long-lost name. Is he still alive?”

“He’s already dead,” Ling Chi said. “After he died, Shang Xiuxun left the Pegasus Ranch.”

"I see." The middle-aged man suddenly realized, "No wonder."

“Brother Wang… no, I should call you Evil King.” Ling Chi smiled slightly: “If you weren’t Evil King, why would you be so nervous about Qingxuan?”

"It seems you were just bluffing me." The middle-aged man, also known as the Evil King Shi Zhixuan, shook his head: "He who hunts geese all day will eventually be pecked by them. I was careless."

“No, it’s just because Qingxuan and your adoptive mother are your weaknesses,” Ling Chi said. “I know that because of your adoptive mother’s death, you have a split personality and a dual personality. This is why, although you have the strength of a Grandmaster, you have never reached the Grandmaster realm.”

Shi Zhixuan narrowed his eyes: "I didn't expect you to know me so well. I underestimated you."

“Not at all, didn’t the Evil King also know that Qingxuan was with me?” Ling Chi laughed. “I’ve been keeping this information a secret, but the Evil King still found out.”

"Because your name is on Xiuxin's grave," Shi Zhixuan said calmly.

"I see." Ling Chi suddenly realized. "But Qingxuan has been on Peach Blossom Island for two years now, why is the Evil King only arriving today?"

"I don't want to say more," Shi Zhixuan said calmly. "I'm asking you, what do you want Qingxuan to do?"

“Naturally, we want her to live a happy and fulfilling life.” Ling Chi smiled and said, “The Evil King went to see Qingxuan and should be able to tell that she looks great now and truly considers Peach Blossom Island her home.”

"..." Shi Zhixuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Those things you said to deceive me just now, I'm afraid there was some truth to them, wasn't there?"