Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"You?" Zong Lian looked at him and said, "You already have the Dragon-Slaying Blade, what do you need a sword for?"

Ling Chi: "..."

Ling Chi was indeed an anomaly. Back when he first learned to fly on a sword during his cultivation journey, Shuang'er and the others all flew on swords, but he alone flew on a blade. The key point was that his Dragon-Slaying Blade was a divine weapon with a spirit, and the spirit had already been tamed. Zong Lian let him do as he pleased, but made corresponding adjustments to his future cultivation direction.

The adjustments have already been made, yet Ling Chi is asking him for a sword? Isn't that just asking for trouble?

"Master, why doesn't this sword have a scabbard?" Huang Rong, who had tamed the sword spirit first, asked, "It must be tiring to hold it in your hand all the time."

“There are many swords in the forging workshop, just go and choose one,” Zong Lian said.

"Oh." Huang Rong immediately went into the shed where Zong Lian usually forged swords, quickly picked out a suitable scabbard, and came out with the sword on her back.

"Wow!?" Ling Chi exclaimed in surprise, "What a magnificent female sword immortal!"

"Hehe, not bad, right!" Huang Rong twirled gracefully in a circle.

"That's great, it suits you perfectly." Ling Chi gave a thumbs up and praised repeatedly.

"Phew..." Shuang'er finally tamed the sword spirit and went to the shed to choose a scabbard. Shang Xiuxun took another quarter of an hour to tame the sword spirit, which shows that among the three women, her talent was the lowest.

However, Zong Lian wouldn't underestimate this disciple because of this. Compared to other Qionghua disciples, she was still one in a million in terms of talent. Other elders would be overjoyed to have even one disciple like her, while he possessed four monster-level disciples—he could laugh in his dreams. It was worth it for him to use most of his life's savings to forge spirit swords for them.

The three women carried spirit swords, exuding the air of female sword immortals, while Ling Chi carried the Dragon Slayer Blade with the words "If you're a brother, come and fight me," making the scene seem a bit off.

"Master, are you sure you don't want to forge a precious sword for me?" Ling Chi asked.

"..." Zong Lian sighed: "I've used up almost all of my sword-forging materials. If you want more, go and collect some spiritual materials."

"No problem." Ling Chi nodded and asked, "Master, what kind of spiritual materials do you need? Where can I find them?"

"That depends on what kind of sword you want," Zong Lian said. "If you want a sword like Shuang'er's, I know where to find those spiritual materials, but if you want something even more advanced..."

"This disciple requires something of a higher quality," Ling Chi said. "Please tell me, Master, what kind of spiritual materials are needed?"

Zong Lian smiled slightly, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and said, "I have written down the spiritual materials needed on this paper. Some have been marked with detailed locations, so you can go and get them. For others, I only know the approximate locations, and they are fraught with danger. Do you dare to go?"

Ling Chi: "..."

You've written it all down, how can I not go?

Ling Chi gritted his teeth and decided to do it for a higher-grade sword!

"This disciple will go and find the spiritual materials immediately."

"Let's go too!" Huang Rong said, taking the lead.

"No!" Zong Lian waved his hand and said, "This is my trial for Ling Chi. You all stay here and cultivate diligently. I have other plans for you."

"Oh." Since it's a trial, there's nothing I can do. Huang Rong walked up to Ling Chi and said, "Brother Ling, I can't help you this time. Take care."

"Don't worry!" Ling Chi had long wanted to go out and explore. Taking advantage of the trial his master gave him, he also wanted to see how capable he was in this world.

"I'll bring back some local specialties for you," Ling Chi said with a smile.

"Ah."

Seeing that it was still early, Zong Lian said, "You should hurry up and go! Come back soon."

"Yes, Master." Ling Chi bid farewell to his master and the three women, then flew away on his sword, leaving the Qionghua Sect.

Chapter Five: Su Yutianqing

Qingluan Peak in Huangshan is covered with lush green grass, with waterfalls flowing through it. It is home to a large number of birds and animals, making it a rare and secluded paradise with abundant species.

Originally, no one lived on Qingluan Peak until a year ago when a young couple, a man and a woman, came and built a house there. They ate wild fruits and game when they were hungry and drank clear mountain spring water when they were thirsty, and their lives were quite comfortable.

Now, the woman is ten months pregnant and about to give birth. To ensure his wife can give birth with peace of mind, the man went to Shouyang City and hired the best midwife at a high price. However, his method of hiring the midwife was quite unique. After the midwife was ready, he grabbed her and flew into the sky on a sword. In no time, they arrived at Qingluan Peak.

"An immortal... an immortal!?" The midwife had barely touched the ground when she knelt before the man.

"Stop being so frivolous, hurry up and check on my wife's belly," the man urged.

"Yes, yes, this old woman will go right away." The midwife walked shakily into the wooden house and saw a young pregnant woman lying on the bed, as beautiful as an angel.

"Tianqing, you're back." The woman smiled as she saw the man.

"You're back." The man named Tianqing walked to the bedside and sat down, holding the woman's hands: "Suyu, how are you feeling now?"

"Very good." Su Yu smiled and said, "It's just that the child is too naughty and kicks me every now and then."

"That brat, wait till he gets out, I'll teach him a lesson!" Tianqing said.

Su Yu smiled slightly, looked at the midwife, and asked, "She..."

“She is the best midwife in Shouyang City,” Tianqing said. “Don’t worry, Suyu, you and the baby will be safe and sound.”

"Yes." Su Yu nodded and said to the midwife, "Thank you for your help."

"No trouble at all," the midwife quickly replied. "It is my honor to deliver your baby, my fairy."

Su Yu smiled slightly, then suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Tianqing asked anxiously.

Su Yu shook her head and smiled slightly, "I'm a little hungry."

"What do you want to eat? I'll go catch some," Tianqing asked.

"The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, and I want to eat some zongzi (sticky rice dumplings)," Su Yu said.

"Oh dear!" Tianqing slapped his forehead. "I should have bought some in Shouyang City. You wait here, I'll go buy them now."

"Ah."

……

Tianqing flew straight to Shouyang City on his sword. At that moment, in Shouyang City, a wheelbarrow was parked by the roadside, and a tall, thin boy dressed in white and wearing a tall hat was selling a cart full of zongzi (sticky rice dumplings).

These zongzi seemed different from ordinary zongzi; their aroma alone could be smelled hundreds of meters away, causing passersby to inhale, stop, and gather around.

"Zongzi, all kinds of flavors! There are glutinous rice and jujube zongzi, sticky rice and pork belly zongzi, bamboo leaf zongzi, mugwort zongzi, sweet tea zongzi, cured meat and sausage zongzi, mint zongzi, red bean paste zongzi, lotus seed zongzi, pine nut zongzi, ham zongzi, salted egg yolk zongzi, nine-section zongzi... There's no zongzi I won't sell, only zongzi you can't even imagine! Come on, come on! Ten coins each, all ten coins each. Ten coins, you won't lose out, ten coins, you won't be cheated, ten coins, ten coins each!"

"No, young man, your zongzi are too expensive! They're only one coin each elsewhere, why are you charging ten coins?" An older woman couldn't stand it and immediately questioned him.

"Auntie, don't worry. Let me ask you, are other zongzi as fragrant as mine? Are other zongzi as varied as mine? Can you find zongzi from all over the country in Shouyang City?"

The tall, thin boy asked three questions in a row, leaving the middle-aged woman speechless.

"Besides, my zongzi tastes a hundred times better than other zongzi. If you don't believe me, you can try it. But I don't offer free samples; you have to pay if you want to eat them," the tall, thin boy said.

"In the end, it all comes down to paying money! Ten coins a piece is outrageous! Stop watching, let's go, let's go!" Someone started to cause trouble, shouting and trying to drive the crowd away.

But no one paid him any attention, because the rice dumplings here smelled so good. No one had ever seen rice dumplings that smelled so good, and there were so many kinds. Everyone has a sense of curiosity, and besides, ten coins was nothing to ordinary people, so buying two to try wouldn't hurt.

"Ignore him, it's just ten coins! Give me two to try." A middle-aged scholar stepped forward, took out ten copper coins, and handed them to the tall, thin boy.

"Thank you for your patronage." The tall, thin young man smiled broadly. "Please feel free to choose whatever flavor you'd like, sir."

Seeing that the zongzi were categorized and labeled, the middle-aged man looked at them and finally chose a glutinous rice and pork belly zongzi, and a salted egg yolk zongzi. With both meat and salted egg yolk, this middle-aged man certainly knew how to get a good deal.

"Try it quickly, is it good or not?" Seeing the middle-aged man pick out the zongzi, the onlookers urged him repeatedly.

The middle-aged man gave the onlookers a disdainful look and peeled open the glutinous rice and pork belly dumpling. As the dumpling was peeled open, the aroma became even stronger, and everyone couldn't help but gasp: "It smells so good! It's just a dumpling, how can it smell so good?"

The middle-aged man could no longer resist and took a bite.

"Well--"

"Ding! Conquered the high-class white-clad diners..."

……

A glint of light flashed in Ling Chi's eyes, then disappeared.

After that, his zongzi were snapped up, and many people couldn't wait to eat them. A series of notification sounds kept ringing in his mind, making his head buzz.

There were about fifty or sixty people, none of whom were below the white level. Among them, about ten strong young men had even reached the blue level. This shows that people in this world are almost born at the white level. As long as they train to be strong, they can reach the blue level. If they cultivate more advanced martial arts, reaching the purple level is not a problem. If they go further, with the most advanced martial arts inheritance, or by cultivating immortality, it is not impossible to advance to the red level.

Moreover, gods, demons, and monsters also exist in this world.

Ling Chi wasn't scared at all; on the contrary, he was extremely excited because he had seen a whole world of recipes.

Furthermore, he discovered that the quality of ingredients in this world was ridiculously high. Take these zongzi for example; because all the ingredients were taken from this world, each zongzi reached the blue level after it was made.

But in other worlds, these zongzi are nothing more than the most ordinary white-grade ones.

Different worlds create different levels of quality. Is this the difference between the worlds of Xianxia and Wuxia?

In the worlds he had experienced in the past, only Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils and Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty had some resemblance to the world of Xianxia, ​​but they were only resemblances. However, this world was a pure Xianxia world.

This world has powerful martial arts families, legendary immortal cultivation sects, and countless demons and monsters. Ordinary people living in this world will inevitably encounter demons and monsters at certain times and in certain places.

Those who encounter benevolent demons, or those protected by others, will remain safe and sound. However, if they encounter man-eating or murderous demons, they will only meet again in the next life. As a result, the population of this world seems to be quite small. Take Shouyang City for example; the entire county only has two or three thousand people, which would be considered a medium-sized rural area in modern times.

He had been away from the Qionghua Sect for over two months, visiting five or six towns. The largest town had only a little over 30,000 people, and Shouyang City was the smallest, with a small population and nothing particularly special. Because it lacked local specialties, there were many poor people. Fortunately, the quality of wild vegetables, millet, and all other ingredients in this world was relatively high, and he could survive on just a few bites.

Because the quality of ingredients in this world is so high, even a small vendor sells white or even blue-grade food, leaving no room for exorbitant profits in his cooking. He can only rely on high volume to sell his recipes.

However, this also has an advantage: many of the ingredients here have been transplanted to the farm and can be mass-produced.

As the quality of the ingredients improved, the level of his dishes also improved accordingly. Moreover, rare and precious ingredients that were hard to obtain before are now readily available here. Judging from the appearance, there is no problem supporting the entire red-grade recipes. In fact, if he can go to the Immortal Realm in the future, he might even be able to get some gold-grade ingredients.

Ling Chi never imagined that one day she would no longer have to worry about the supply of high-end ingredients.

The world of immortals and heroes is wonderful.

Just as Ling Chi was about to pack up and close the stall after selling out of zongzi, a young man in gray with long hair came running up: "I want to buy zongzi! Twenty of them!"

“Uh…” Ling Chi looked at the rather handsome but somewhat roguish young man in front of him and said, “I’m sorry, sir, we’re out of zongzi.”

"Sold out!?" The young man was stunned for a moment. "Sir, my wife is pregnant and she really wants to eat zongzi. I heard that your zongzi are a hundred times tastier than other zongzi. Could you please make an exception and sell me a few?"

"I didn't expect you to be such a good man, sir." Ling Chi chuckled and said, "But all the zongzi are really sold out, not a single one left."

The young man's face stiffened, his eyes dimmed, and he sighed, "Alright! Sorry to bother you."

"Please wait a moment, sir." Ling Chi called out to him, "Although we're out, I can make a few right away."

The young man's eyes lit up with joy: "Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss! You're a good person, you'll definitely live to be a hundred!"

"Ha ha……"

Live to be a hundred years old? Are you cursing me?

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