Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Grandmasters aren't that powerful, don't try to fool me, Old Cheng." Cheng Yaojin said nonchalantly, "Besides, wasn't that little girl from Cihang Jingzhai also a Grandmaster? She was still killed by that little demoness from the Yin Gui Sect. Grandmasters are nothing special."

"..." Li Jing was speechless, this Cheng Yaojin was really too outrageous.

“Grandmasters are indeed terrifying. Back then, Yang Guang launched three campaigns against Goguryeo, but was stopped by Fu Cailin. Zhijie did not participate in those three battles and does not know how terrifying Grandmasters are, which is understandable. However, you must not speak nonsense again, lest you bring disaster upon yourself,” Li Shimin said.

Seeing that Li Shimin said so, Cheng Yaojin scratched his head and said, "Does Your Highness also think that Grandmasters are terrifying?"

“It can withstand an army of two hundred thousand,” Li Shimin said.

Cheng Yaojin felt a chill in his heart, and the turtle shrank back.

Seeing that Cheng Yaojin had become obedient, Li Shimin sat in the commander's tent and said, "Since the marriage alliance has failed, what other ideas do you all have?"

“Your Highness, it’s actually very simple,” Changsun Wuji stepped forward.

"Oh?" Li Shimin smiled. "What ideas do you have, Wuji?"

"If we simply send Lord Ling to capture Song Que, Lingnan can be pacified without a fight," Changsun Wuji said.

Li Shimin: "..."

A few days later, Changsun Wuji arrived at Peach Blossom Island at full speed and met Ling Chi.

"Shimin wants me to capture Song Que?" Ling Chi was somewhat surprised to learn of Changsun Wuji's purpose.

“Exactly.” Changsun Wuji nodded and said, “Now that our Great Tang is unified, the only obstacle left is the Song clan in Lingnan. However, Song Que has the strength of a Grandmaster. If we were to fight him head-on, the casualties would be heavy. Therefore, Your Highness hopes that Brother Ling can take action to capture Song Que, so as to avoid a bloody end.”

"I see." Ling Chi took off his apron and said, "Alright! I'll go."

Changsun Wuji was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, Brother Ling, for your generous help."

"No need to thank me." Ling Chi waved his hand. "It's all for my brother-in-law's sake, it has nothing to do with you."

"..." Changsun Wuji was in tears: Wugou is my sister, Shimin is my brother-in-law, you bastard, give me back my family and power!

Ling Chi said to Changsun Wuji, "You go back first! I'll be there soon."

“This…” Changsun Wuji stared at the kitchen: “Brother Ling, I have been traveling day and night, and I am exhausted and hungry…”

"Oh." Ling Chi nodded. "Then why don't you hurry back and eat?"

"..." Changsun Wuji burst into tears: This is too much! I hate you!

……

After Changsun Wuji left, Huang Rong asked, "Brother Ling, are you really going to make a move?"

"This is the final step, let's not linger here." Ling Chi smiled and said, "The sooner the world is pacified, the sooner the Tang Dynasty's golden age will arrive."

"When will you be back?" Huang Rong asked.

"He'll be back by tomorrow at the latest," Ling Chi said. "Song Que is powerful, but he's just a Grandmaster. He can be dealt with in no time. However, after meeting Shimin, he might catch up and have a long talk. If not, he'll be back today."

Huang Rong nodded: "Then be careful, and come back soon."

"Don't worry!" Ling Chi soared into the sky and headed towards Lingnan.

Ling Chi used the Free and Easy Wind Riding technique, and flew to Lingnan in just a few minutes. At this time, Changsun Wuji had not yet left Peach Blossom Island! This shows how fast he was.

During this era, Lingnan developed quite well under the rule of the Song dynasty. However, Lingnan was the land of the Baiyue people. Although the Song dynasty valued Han Chinese bloodlines, Han Chinese were a minority here. If soldiers were conscripted, it would be considered good if two or three out of ten were Han Chinese.

Therefore, if Song Que wanted to fight in this era, he could only rely on more Yue troops, which went against his own ideology of exclusively respecting the Han dynasty, which is quite ridiculous.

At this moment, inside the Song family's manor, Song Yuzhi, the second young lady of the Song family, was frowning with worry.

Song Yuzhi was exquisitely beautiful from a young age, earning her the title of "Pearl of Lingnan." Her appearance certainly deserved such praise. However, before her birth, there was some danger involved. After all, her birth mother was ugly, and if she had been born with her mother's features, she would have been doomed.

Fortunately, she inherited her father Song Que's unparalleled good looks. Her small face was exquisite, and her large eyes were as bright as stars. Her gentle and pretty face also carried a touch of heroic spirit that was different from other young ladies from prominent families, making her very unique.

Now that Song Yuzhi is over twenty, she should have found a husband long ago, but she hasn't found a suitable partner yet, so it's been delayed.

Actually, she was quite eager to get married, but it was all because she was too outstanding that she couldn't find a man of equal social standing in Lingnan.

She was extremely excited when she heard a few days ago that the Crown Prince Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty had personally written a marriage proposal letter, hoping to marry her.

She and Li Shimin had known each other since childhood. She knew that Li Shimin was a handsome man and that his status was a good match for hers. If the two of them could get together, it would be a wonderful thing.

Unfortunately, things went wrong because of her father. He really wasn't afraid that she would end up alone! He actually ruined such a good marriage, so she hasn't given Song Que a kind look these past few days.

Now, with the Tang Dynasty on the verge of war with the Song Clan, her anxiety grew ever stronger: What to do? That stubborn old man, if it weren't for him, there wouldn't be any war in Lingnan now! I could have found a good husband. It's all his fault!

Just as she was feeling anxious and complaining, a person descended from the sky. Upon seeing her, the person cheerfully clasped their hands in a fist and palm salute: "Miss, may I ask if this is the Song Clan?"

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Is he really not a god?

"Who are you?!" A sense of foreboding washed over Song Yuzhi, filled with both shock and fear: This person had descended from the sky! Could he be a monster?!

"I am Ling Chi, the master of Peach Blossom Island." Ling Chi smiled and clasped his hands in greeting: "Miss, you are so beautiful and dressed in such fine clothes, you must be of extraordinary status. Are you a young lady from the Song family?"

"You...you are Ling Chi!?" Song Yuzhi was startled and carefully examined him.

He was of average appearance and slightly thin build, but stood ramrod straight, like a long spear. He was a man whose appearance wasn't particularly memorable, yet he left a deep impression on her.

"I've heard that your cooking is unparalleled?" Song Yuzhi asked.

"While it may sound arrogant, it's true that no one in the world cooks better than me," Ling Chi chuckled. "This young lady hasn't answered my question yet. May I ask if this is the Song Clan? And who is this young lady from the Song Clan?"

Song Yuzhi said, "That's right, this is indeed the Song Clan, and I am the second young lady of the Song family, Song Yuzhi."

"Oh?" Ling Chi looked her over and nodded. "No wonder Shimin proposed to Miss's father. Miss is indeed a beauty of unparalleled grace. What a pity."

Song Yuzhi's heart stirred. She had long heard that Ling Chi and Li Shimin were related, and that Li Shimin was able to conquer the territory outside Lingnan so quickly because of Ling Chi's strong support behind the scenes.

If the two are truly in this kind of relationship, then his visit to the Song Clan this time is probably not for good purposes.

"Island Master Ling here for some reason?" Song Yuzhi asked.

"I heard that Lord Song disregards the lives of the common people, not only rejecting Li Shimin's marriage proposal but also intending to fight the Tang Dynasty to the bitter end." Ling Chi smiled slightly: "Li Shimin is a benevolent ruler who does not wish to see the people of Lingnan suffer, so he sent me here to communicate with Lord Song, hoping to persuade him to change his mind. As for the Second Miss..."

Ling Chi smiled and said, "My sworn sister is Shimin's first wife. When Shimin ascends the throne, she will be the Empress, the mother of the nation. If Miss is willing to support my sworn sister's authority, I don't mind arranging the marriage for you. What do you say?"

Although Song Yuzhi was very tempted, she shook her head sadly when she thought of Song Que's character: "My father will not agree." She paused, "Moreover, I cannot accept marrying the second brother of the Li family and not becoming the empress."

"Oh?" Ling Chi seemed to be thinking. In the original story, Song Yuzhi married Kou Zhong and was Kou Zhong's legal wife. Although Kou Zhong later married Shang Xiufang and took Chu Chu as a concubine, the position of the legal wife was as stable as Mount Tai.

Therefore, Song Yuzhi wouldn't care about the status of her husband when she married; she only cared about whether she was the legal wife. As for whether she would marry ten or eight more women later, that was not her concern.

In ancient society, how many capable men could remain faithful to one woman until death? Even if a prince married a princess, he would still keep a bunch of women on the side, and the princess could do nothing about it.

Let alone Song Que, Song Que is not a normal person.

Ling Chi said, "The Second Miss would rather marry an ordinary commoner as his principal wife than become the Emperor's concubine?"

“Of course not,” Song Yuzhi said. “I will not marry an ordinary person, and Father will not allow it.”

"..." Song Yuzhi had quite a plan: to marry well and be the principal wife. However, given her status, marrying well wouldn't be difficult; the only difference was whether it would be to her liking or not.

“Then there’s nothing I can do,” Ling Chi said. “I’ve come here to resolve the Song Clan’s problem. Could you please tell me, Second Miss, where the Song Clan leader is?”

"What if I don't tell you?" Song Yuzhi became wary again. She had heard that Ling Chi was a good cook, and she had also heard that he was very skilled in martial arts. The fact that Peach Blossom Island had stood firm for more than ten years was proof of that. He said he was going to solve the problem of the Song Clan, so he must have enough confidence to defeat her father, which made her wary.

"Not going to talk?" Ling Chi looked her up and down and said, "If we take you hostage, I wonder if Tian Dao will compromise?"

"You...you're dreaming!" Song Yuzhi's expression changed, and she shouted angrily, "Even if I die, I will not let you threaten my father!"

"Then bite off your tongue and kill yourself!" Ling Chi chuckled. "Although I don't really believe that biting off your tongue can kill someone, how about Second Miss sets an example for me?"

Song Yuzhi was dumbfounded.

Is this something a human would say? Is this something a man would say to a beautiful woman? Has he lost his mind?

"Yu Zhi, step back!" Just then, Song Que's voice came from not far away.

"Father!?" Seeing her father striding towards her with a large sword on his shoulder, Song Yuzhi hurriedly stepped aside. She knew that staying where she was would only hold Song Que back, and the wisest thing to do was to step back so that Song Que could focus all his energy on fighting the enemy.

Song Que strode up to Ling Chi. The two were about the same height, their eyes almost level, but Song Que appeared much more imposing, at least two sizes larger than Ling Chi. If Ling Chi was a cheetah, then Song Que was a tiger.

"Are you Ling Chi from Peach Blossom Island?" Song Que asked.

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "So you're Song Que, who would rather see bloodshed than marry my brother-in-law?"

"Hmph!" Song Que said coldly, "The Li family are all a bunch of scoundrels, how could they possibly marry my daughter?"

“What Clan Chief Song said is incorrect,” Ling Chi said. “Although you always consider yourself a descendant of the Han dynasty, before the Han dynasty there was the powerful Qin, the Seven Warring States, the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Zhou, Shang, and Xia dynasties, and before that there were various tribes. So, in the end, the Han people are just a nation formed by the integration of many ethnic groups. If Clan Chief Song only recognizes the homogeneity of ethnicity, then your level and perspective are far too low.”

"Hmph! It's pointless to say more." Song Que was impervious to reason; his beliefs and values, cultivated over decades, could not be changed by Ling Chi's few words.

"If that brat Li wants to conquer Lingnan, he'll have to step over my dead body first!" Song Que said, brandishing his long sword. "As for you, you'll have to get past this great sword of mine first!"

Stubborn to the end!

Ling Chi shook his head: "Are you sure?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Song Que shouted, his fighting spirit high. "If you have any skills, come at me!"

"You should reconsider!" Ling Chi said. "Even if you don't think about yourself, think about the future of the Song Clan. If you die, the Song Clan will definitely be finished. Then your brothers, your children, and your clansmen will all become prisoners. The men will be exiled, and the women will be forced into prostitution. Is that what you want?"

"That's alarmist!" Song Que's anger flared. "Do you really think I'm easily frightened?!"

"Alright!" He had already tried to persuade him, but since Song Que didn't appreciate it, there was no need for him to say anything more.

He stretched his limbs and said, "Once I cripple your martial arts and cast the Life-and-Death Talisman on you, I'd like to see if you're still so tough."

"Once I chop off your head, I'll see if your mouth is still so tough!" Song Que's eyes grew even colder.

"Boring." The words had barely left his mouth when Song Que felt a sharp pain in his dantian. All his strength rapidly drained away, and he collapsed to the ground in agony, screaming, "Ah ...

"Father!?" Song Yuzhi was utterly shocked, unable to believe that her father had been defeated so easily!

Song Que clutched his dantian in pain, shocked, and said, "You...you've crippled my martial arts!?"

"Didn't I say I was going to cripple your martial arts?" Ling Chi smiled faintly and said, "Moreover, I'm going to plant a life-and-death talisman on you."

He took the wine gourd from his waist, and Lingchi froze the wine into ice, shooting it towards Song Que.

Even if Song Que's martial arts hadn't been crippled, he still wouldn't have been able to escape the Life-and-Death Talisman. When the Life-and-Death Talisman entered his body, Song Que felt a chill all over his body, followed by a strange pain and itching sensation that filled his entire body, causing him to groan in agony.

Ling Chi clapped his hands and said, "He's a tough nut to crack. But once this Life and Death Talisman takes effect, it gets worse every day. The intense itching and pain increase for eighty-one days, then gradually subsides. After eighty-one days, it increases again, and so on, endlessly."

Upon hearing these words, Song Que's face immediately showed terror, and Song Yuzhi also felt a chill run down her spine, her legs going weak: "Evil... demon..."

"Don't say that about me." Ling Chi waved his hand: "As long as your Song clan surrenders to my brother-in-law, I can remove the life-and-death talisman from your father's body. In the end, wasn't it your father who brought this trouble upon himself?"

"You...you can forget about it!" Song Que was filled with resentment. His dantian was destroyed and he lost all his martial arts. Even if the Life and Death Talisman was neutralized, he would no longer be able to suppress Lingnan. The Song Clan would probably decline. Rather than that, he would rather die.

"Hey, that's not up to you." Ling Chi glanced at Song Yuzhi and said, "Go tell Song Zhi and Song Lu that I'm giving them three days. If they surrender after three days, the Song clan will be safe. If they don't, then they can collect Song Que's corpse!"