Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Waaah, Master, I know I was wrong, please stop hitting me, you'll make me stupid." Shan Wanjing begged for mercy repeatedly.

Ling Chi patted her again: "Let it go this time, but there won't be a next time."

"Yes, yes." Shan Wanjing nodded repeatedly: "There won't be a next time."

Ling Chi shone a beam of white light at her, and Shan Wanjing's pain returned to normal almost instantly.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Shan Wanjing got up, patted the red and swollen area, and giggled, "It doesn't hurt at all, Master, your magic is really amazing."

"Stop flattering me," Ling Chi said with a laugh, then turned to Shan Meixian and asked, "Sister Meixian, what brings you here? Is something wrong?"

"Yes, there are some things," Shan Meixian said, "related to Wanjing."

"Oh?" Ling Chi turned to look at Shan Wanjing, whose face flushed red. She said, "My mother is just being nosy. She insists that I find a man to marry."

Shan Meixian sighed, "You're already thirty-six."

"He's only thirty-six, while his mother is over fifty and still unmarried," Shan Wanjing said, pouting.

“You… your mother is not the same as you.”

“How is it different? Mother is a woman too!” Shan Wanjing said.

“You…sigh!” Shan Meixian shook her head and said to Ling Chi, “This child is always like this, so stubborn. Ling Chi, you are her master, you should talk to her.”

“Sister Meixian, everything else is negotiable, but when it comes to marriage, I have nothing to say,” Ling Chi said. “Wanjing hasn’t met a man she likes all these years. No matter who she marries, she won’t be happy. Rather than be unhappy, she might as well live alone. Anyway, with me here, this girl won’t age anytime soon.”

“That’s right!” Shan Wanjing hugged Ling Chi’s arm and rubbed her head against his shoulder. “Master still loves me the most.”

Seeing Ling Chi's attitude, Shan Meixian sighed, feeling very worried.

“Mother, instead of worrying about me, you should think more about yourself,” Shan Wanjing said. “You’re over fifty now, it’s time for you to find yourself a companion. I’m afraid you’ll get sick from being alone all the time.”

Shan Meixian was both amused and annoyed: "I'm already so old, why would I want to find a partner? I just hope you get married soon and give me a grandson so I can help you take care of the kids every day."

"I don't want to have children. If you want to have children, you can have them yourself."

"What are you saying, child?" Shan Meixian said angrily, "You have no manners."

"You have no manners." Ling Chi flicked Shan Wanjing on the forehead again.

"Ouch!" Shan Wanjing clutched her forehead with both hands, and Xuexue cried out in pain, "Master, it hurts so much!"

"Serves you right!" Ling Chi scolded, "If you keep talking nonsense, you'll regret it."

Shan Wanjing immediately shut up, but mumbled something under her breath.

"What are you muttering about?" Ling Chi glared at her. "I heard everything."

Shan Wanjing immediately flashed a fawning smile: "It's nothing, it's just my disciple's best wishes."

"..." Ling Chi glanced at Shan Meixian. Just now, Shan Wanjing had been muttering, "It would be nice if Master could keep Mother company."

For all these years, Shan Wanjing has never given up her wicked desire to match her own mother with her master, even though her master is already married. In her eyes, her master is a celestial being, and since he is a celestial being, even being a bed warmer by her side would be better than becoming the empress in the palace.

An empress's reign lasts only a few decades, but a fairy's bed warmer can last forever. Besides, apart from his plain looks, his master is impeccable in every other aspect. She is very happy to see her mother and master become a couple, so she won't have to worry about her mother's old age.

Shan Meixian overheard Shan Wanjing's mutterings. Seeing Ling Chi glance at her, she blushed and said, "Xiao Chi, please try to persuade Wanjing some more. I have some things to do and need to go back to the Dongming Sect first."

"Mom, what's wrong?" Shan Wanjing grabbed her, not letting her leave: "Even if you have something to do, you have to eat first before you go!"

"You..." Shan Meixian glared at her with a hint of anger and a touch of coquettishness: "You'll be in for a beating when we get back."

"I'm not afraid." Shan Wanjing raised her eyebrows triumphantly: "Mother, you can't beat me."

Shan Meixian: "..."

"I'll show you you can't beat me!" Ling Chi slapped her again, causing a bump to rise on the back of Shan Wanjing's head. "Ouch! Master, it hurts so much!" This time it really hurt, and tears streamed down her face.

"If you ever act disrespectfully towards your mother again, I'll teach you a lesson." Ling Chi glared at her, then said to Shan Meixian, "Sister Meixian, no matter what, finish your meal before you leave."

Shan Meixian looked at him and gave a soft "Mmm": "Thank you for your trouble, Xiao Chi."

"It's no trouble at all, it's nothing."

……

After the meal, Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing left Peach Blossom Island. This time, Shan Wanjing didn't steal anything from the kitchen because Ling Chi had packed her a large bag of food: "You silly girl, you can come to the island anytime you want to eat. Would your master ever skimp on your food and drink? Take these things back with you and don't steal food again."

“Master…” Shan Wanjing’s eyes were filled with tears of emotion. She hugged him tightly, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the cheek: “Wanjing loves you to death.”

"Wanjing!" Shan Meixian's eyes widened.

"Uh..." Ling Chi looked at Shan Wanjing, who seemed to have done something wrong, and ruffled her hair with his large hand, laughing and scolding, "You little brat, you have no manners. Go back now!"

"Okay." Shan Wanjing, carrying a large bag of food, left Peach Blossom Island with Shan Meixian.

On the ship returning to the Dongming Sect, Shan Meixian looked at Shan Wanjing, who was tidying up a bag of delicacies, in the cabin and said, "Wanjing, tell me honestly, do you... like your master?"

"..." Shan Wanjing paused, then said, "Doesn't Mother like it?"

Shan Meixian sighed: "What's the use of liking someone? He's already married, and his wife is a hundred times prettier than you or me."

"That's because she ate a lot of beauty-enhancing foods." Shan Wanjing snorted lightly. "It's not like I didn't see what Master's wife looked like back then. Although she was beautiful, she was definitely not as stunning as she is now."

"..." Shan Meixian sighed softly, turned her head to look at the sea outside the cabin, her mood was quite unsettled.

……

Late at night, in a secret room at the Dongming Sect's headquarters, Shan Wanjing carried a bag of food into the room and soon found two people deep inside.

"Grandma, Mingkong, I've brought you some delicious food."

……

Peach Blossom Island.

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of Wu Mingkong, a high-level blue-ranked diner. The diner's level is too low to count towards the conquest count. A high-level blue-ranked recipe, 'Defying Fate,' has been dropped."

"Defying Fate: Advanced Blue Recipe, 10% chance of changing the trajectory of your destiny, effects cannot be stacked."

……

"Huh?" Ling Chi was stunned.

(The Great Tang Dynasty, End)

The Seventh Realm of Chinese Paladin

Chapter One: Entering Qionghua

The Qionghua Sect is one of the eight sects of Kunlun (Kunlun, Qionghua, Biyu, Zicui, Xuanpu, Yuying, Langfeng, and Tianyong). Legend has it that Kunlun Mountain was ruled by the Queen Mother of the West, reaching the secluded realm of Yaochi above and the Weak Water of the Myriad Directions below; if one can be illuminated by the "Kunlun Heavenly Light," one can achieve immortality in the physical body.

There are three realms. The first realm is the Mountain of Cool Breeze, where one can ascend without dying. The second realm is the Hanging Garden, a paradise in the sky, where one can ascend and become a spirit, able to control wind and rain. The third realm is the Heavenly Realm, where one can ascend and become an immortal.

The Qionghua sect worships the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and reveres the secret art of sword forging. They have forged "Wangshu" and "Xihe" with the life's work of three generations of elders. Their method of seeking immortality emphasizes "the unity of man and sword," using their three-foot-long swords to vanquish demons and monsters, earning them the respect of the surrounding people.

Just a few months ago, a huge upheaval occurred in the Qionghua Sect. Countless elders and disciples died in battle, and even the sect leader, Master Taiqing, perished.

To replenish its ranks with fresh blood, the Qionghua Sect opened its gates a few days ago, inviting talented individuals from all over the world to join. Anyone who can pass the sect's tests can become a member of the Qionghua Sect and a cultivator.

The news quickly spread throughout the martial arts world, and countless martial arts practitioners who wanted to cultivate immortality headed towards the Qionghua Sect of Kunlun Mountain, including Ling Chi, Shuang'er, Huang Rong, and Shang Xiuxun.

"I never imagined there would be cultivation sects in this world." As she got closer to the Qionghua Sect, Huang Rong couldn't hide her excitement: "I finally have the chance to become a real fairy."

Ling Chi smiled and said, "Don't get excited, you all have the chance to become fairies."

"I never even thought about it!" This was Shang Xiuxun's first time traveling to this world, a world with cultivation sects and even real gods and demons. She maintained a deep sense of awe for this world.

"Don't worry! With your current strength and aptitude, entering the Qionghua Sect is not a problem. However, you must try to keep your cultivation choices different. We can then exchange ideas back in the space and find the cultivation path that best suits you," Ling Chi said.

The three women nodded in agreement.

"It looks like a town ahead, let's go take a look."

……

Two days later, after passing through the trials of the Taiyi Immortal Path, the Ziwei Path, the Baihao Path, and the Jixuan Path, the four finally arrived at the Qionghua Sect's mountain gate.

When they saw the Qionghua Sect's mountain gate, the four of them were all awestruck by its magnificent scale and imposing presence.

"What a magnificent mountain gate!" Shang Xiuxun exclaimed softly, covering her mouth. "It's even more impressive than the Temple of War."

Although she didn't go to the Temple of War herself, she saw its scale through a 'live broadcast'. The Temple of War looked like a place where giants lived, but it was generally dark and gave people a sense of oppression.

However, the Qionghua School gives people a sense of grandeur and awe.

"As expected of a cultivation sect, they are truly extraordinary." Ling Chi exclaimed in admiration.

Back when he played the Legend of Sword and Fairy game, he was shocked by the scale of the Qionghua Sect when he got to the storyline. Especially when the background music started playing, the shock came from the bottom of his heart and gave him goosebumps.

But a game is just a game. Only now, experiencing it firsthand, does he realize that the Qionghua Sect's mountain gate is a hundred times more impressive than the game. Moreover, the spiritual energy here is abundant, which has increased the speed at which his Tai Chi Divine Skill absorbs spiritual energy.

As expected of one of the eight sects of Kunlun, a dignified and upright sect of immortal cultivation.

At this moment, an elderly man with a full head of white hair stood in front of the Qionghua Sect's mountain gate. He wore a white robe with blue patterns and carried a huge sword box on his back, looking very dignified. However, from Ling Chi's perspective, the old man's face was dark and his breathing was labored, as if he had suffered a serious internal injury.

"I didn't expect four people to pass the test at the same time." The old man's eyes flashed with a hint of relief when he saw the four people. He said, "I am Zong Lian, an elder of the Qionghua Sect. This is also the final test for you to enter the Qionghua Sect."

"Want to fight?" Shang Xiuxun pulled out the riding whip tucked into her waistband.

"Don't be rude." Ling Chi stretched out his hand, blocking Shang Xiuxun's way, and clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Excuse me, I am Ling Chi. May I ask Elder Zong Lian, what is the final trial?"

Seeing that Ling Chi was a polite person, Zong Lian nodded with satisfaction: "I will send you to a certain place. How to return is something you will have to figure out for yourselves."

"Circumstances?" Ling Chi pondered: It must be the so-called test of 'wine, women, wealth, and anger'!

However, only the levels related to alcohol and wealth appear in the game; the levels related to lust and anger are not included for some reason, and the game's official team has not provided an explanation.

Ling Chi became somewhat interested, mainly in the 'color' and 'aura'. What kind of test would it be?

"Then I'll have to trouble Elder Zonglian."

Zong Lian nodded and said, "If you are trapped here for too long, I will recall you, but there is no need to mention the matter of entering the sect again."

"That's for sure," Ling Chi said with a smile. "But I'm sure I'll be able to enter the Qionghua Sect."

"Your confidence is commendable." Zong Lian nodded approvingly and said, "Concentrate."

The four of them immediately composed themselves.

Zong Lian chanted incantations: "The Mysterious Maiden commands all spirits to come and go freely, ascending to the Purple Palace!"

A flash of blue light, and everything went black before the four of them. When they came to their senses again, they found themselves in a very fantastical environment.