Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

The flying sword hummed continuously.

"Isn't being a mistress great...? Okay! Let me think of another one." Ling Chi scratched his head, but unfortunately, he was terrible at naming things and really didn't know what to name it. So he simply followed its own attributes and said, "How about 'Wind, Fire, and Thunder'?"

"..." The flying sword remained silent for a moment, then hummed, seemingly acknowledging the name.

There's no way around it, even though "wind, fire, and thunder" sounds ordinary, it's still much better than a mistress or something!

Zong Lian's expression just now was quite interesting. He was completely defeated by his disciple's unruly nature, but it also reminded him of the equally mischievous Qionghua disciple who had already defected.

Alas! It's all fate!

……

Ling Chi obtained a flying sword of extremely high quality, and it was a flying sword that could automatically protect its master. Shuang'er, Huang Rong, and Shang Xiuxun were very envious and pestered Zong Lian to give them such a flying sword.

Zong Lian said helplessly, "You can't do it. You don't have spiritual roots, so you can only use internal energy to control your swords. You can have one if you want, but when you find rare and precious materials and acquire spiritual roots, I will tailor-make flying swords for you."

The three women were speechless.

"Aaaaah!" Huang Rong cried out three times, "Why don't I have spiritual roots?! Damn it!"

Ling Chi patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you'll have a spiritual root and a flying sword sooner or later."

Huang Rong hugged him tightly: "Brother Ling, hurry up."

Ling Chi nodded: "I'll do it as soon as possible."

Zong Lian: "???"

What kind of riddle are they speaking of?

……

With this top-grade flying sword, and after it was upgraded to the red level, Ling Chi's strength entered a period of rapid growth. Shuang'er, Huang Rong, and Shang Xiuxun were the same. The four of them consistently ranked in the top four in the annual sect competition. Su Yao was firmly trampled under their feet and could not turn the tables. The reputation of the Four Heavenly Kings of Qionghua Sect became more and more renowned.

However, Su Yao's follower, Su Xin, became more and more powerful each year, and his ranking rose every year. Finally, in the fifth internal martial arts competition, he achieved an unprecedented sixth place, second only to the Four Heavenly Kings and Su Yao, and became a new bigwig in the Qionghua Sect.

Su Xin's hostility towards the Four Heavenly Kings was obvious. Although she was not strong enough, with Su Yao's support, she spent five years gathering the strength of most of the newly recruited disciples of the Qionghua Sect. In addition, Ling Chi and the others only focused on their own cultivation and did not covet power. They also did not usually care about the affairs of the sect. As a result, Su Yao and Su Xin gradually gained control of the new forces of the Qionghua Sect.

Moreover, the elders who survived the war in the demon realm are getting weaker and weaker. Some are retiring, while others are retiring to the second line. Except when the sect encounters a major event, they have almost withdrawn from the power center of the Qionghua Sect.

This further solidified Su Yao's position as sect leader. Moreover, under her guidance, only disciples under the age of 20 could participate in the annual martial arts competition within the Qionghua Sect, while those over 20 could only watch.

Without the large platform of internal martial arts competitions, the reputation of the Four Heavenly Kings declined steadily. As more and more young disciples joined the Qionghua Sect, the Qionghua Sect gradually became dominated by the voice of Sect Leader Suyao.

Under these circumstances, Su Xin kept urging Su Yao to deal with Ling Chi and the others, but Su Yao refused: "We are still too weak to break ties with them. Su Xin, remember, before the demon realm arrives, we must be patient. Since they are the Four Heavenly Kings of the Qionghua Sect, let them be the first to charge into the demon realm. Whether they live or die, we will settle the score with them after the great battle!"

Su Xin's eyes lit up: "Great idea! Senior sister, you always have the best ideas."

Su Yao stroked her cheek and said, "I'll say it again: practice your skills well and survive."

Su Xin looked into her eyes and said, "Senior sister, you too."

……

In the sixth year after Ling Chi entered the Qionghua Sect, a little boy named Murong Ziying was sent to the Qionghua Sect by his parents.

Zong Lian immediately recognized the little boy's talent for sword forging and originally wanted to take him as his apprentice to inherit his mantle. However, in order to weaken the power of the Sword Forging Valley, Su Yao refused Zong Lian's request and instead took Murong Ziying as her apprentice herself.

Zong Lian had no choice but to take advantage of Murong Ziying's spare time to teach him the sword-forging techniques. Knowing that his days were numbered, he taught him everything without reservation. It could be said that although Murong Ziying was not his disciple, he taught him as if he were his successor.

Although Murong Ziying was not talkative, he was a child who clearly distinguished between likes and dislikes. He saw and remembered Zong Lian's kindness to him, and usually treated him with the respect due to a teacher when no one was around, which made Zong Lian extremely gratified.

Murong Ziying's talent for sword forging is indeed very high. He has only studied with Zong Lian for three years and is only nine years old. Yet his sword forging ability is no less than that of ordinary sword forging disciples. According to Zong Lian's estimate, in at most twenty years, Murong Ziying will be able to completely inherit his mantle and become the strongest sword forging master and the Sword-Holding Elder of the Qionghua Sect.

Unfortunately, he won't live to see that day.

In the tenth year since Ling Chi joined the Qionghua Sect, Zong Lian closed his eyes forever. In an instant, the entire Qionghua Sect was filled with grief, and even Su Yao shed tears.

Although she didn't get along with Ling Chi and the others, she genuinely admired Elder Zong Lian. He was a member of the Qionghua Sect who had dedicated his life to the sect, and his death was a great loss to the sect.

But Ling Chi and Shuang'er felt no sadness at all, because right now on the farm, Zong Lian was happily exchanging forging techniques with Pu Heng, Ou Yu, Shan Meixian, and Shan Wanjing.

"Master, you're living a good life!" Ling Chi walked up to them and laughed, "The entire Qionghua Sect is in deep sorrow. If they knew that you were not only alive but also living such a comfortable life, I wonder if they would dig up your grave?"

"You brat," Zong Lian laughed and scolded, "If I had known your background, I wouldn't have gone to such lengths to organize my sword-forging insights and make arrangements before my death."

"You can't blame me for that." Ling Chi shrugged. "After all, there are gods in this world. What if they arrested me if I openly revealed my identity?"

"Uh...that's true." Zong Lian nodded. "We still need to be careful in everything we do."

"I know." Ling Chi nodded, then turned to ask, "Elder Pu, how was your exchange with my master? Did you benefit greatly?"

"It's more than just a great benefit," Pu Heng said excitedly, his face beaming. "It's practically shown this old man the way."

“Indeed.” Ou Yu nodded repeatedly: “Master Zong Lian’s skill in sword forging is simply divine.”

"I am not that capable, you flatter me." Zong Lian waved his hand and said, "You also have many skills that I can learn from you. We should get closer to each other in the future."

“Master Zonglian is right.” The four nodded in agreement.

“You two chat, I’ll go check on the ranch,” Ling Chi said.

"it is good."

……

On the ranch, Yun Tianqing and Su Yu were riding tall horses across the grass.

"Hahaha, Su Yu, come and catch me! You can't catch me!" Yun Tianqing ran ahead, laughing loudly.

Su Yu said angrily, "Damn it, don't let me catch you, or I'll teach you a lesson!"

"If you catch me, I'll do whatever you want; if you don't catch me..."

Su Yu blushed and scolded, "Yun Tianqing, you shameless scoundrel!"

Ling Chi: "..."

Chapter Twelve: Reservation of Kitchen Helpers

The year after Su Yu gave birth to Yun Tianhe, she died from the backlash of the Wangshu Sword. Originally, she was supposed to be reincarnated after entering the Ghost Realm, but Ling Chi felt it would be a pity for such a person to be reincarnated, so he recruited her.

After learning about the origins and current state of the Chef God Space, Su Yu settled down with peace of mind. Compared to reincarnation, she preferred living here. Not only were there no worries, but there were also countless delicacies to enjoy. Most importantly, her body was locked in place, so she would no longer experience various physiological problems. This was far better than reincarnation.

However, Su Yu didn't enjoy a few good years before Yun Tianqing came in.

Originally, with the prescription given by Ling Chi, Yun Tianqing could have lived longer. However, after Su Yu's death, Yun Tianqing felt that life was meaningless. So from then on, he stopped taking medicine, barely raised Yun Tianhe to the age of eight, and then passed away. He was then recruited by Ling Chi.

Although Su Yu loves Xuan Xiao, love is just a product of excessive dopamine secretion. As long as dopamine secretion is stable, there will be no love or not love in her heart.

Su Yu's inability to forget Xuan Xiao is merely a matter of nostalgia, while Yun Tianqing is the one who truly treats her well, even marrying her and having children together.

So when Yun Tianqing entered the ranch, Su Yu, though surprised, accepted the reality. Yun Tianqing, however, was a little too excited. He never imagined he could reunite with his beloved wife, who had been dead for seven years, after death. This feeling of having her back caused his brain to release a large amount of dopamine, and then that very day…

Later, he pestered her every day, making Su Yu feel both sweet and a little impatient. Just now, while she was eating a roasted sweet potato, Yun Tianqing secretly took a big bite out of her sweet potato, turned around and ran away, making her so angry that she chased him on horseback for dozens of miles.

Having such a quirky yet clingy husband is somewhat blissful, but I'd still rather give him a good beating.

Seeing Yun Tianqing become smug, Ling Chi pointed, and the horse beneath him suddenly braked hard, throwing Yun Tianqing off and sending him sprawling onto the ground. Su Yu caught up, jumped off her horse, and grabbed his ear: "Yun Tianqing, you're dead today!"

"No!!!"

...A scene of large-scale domestic violence, not suitable for children...

After beating Yun Tianqing until his head was swollen like a pig's head, Su Yu walked up to Ling Chi, feeling refreshed, and said, "Brother Ling, you've arrived!"

"Yes! My sister-in-law was really impressive just now, I was completely stunned," Ling Chi said with a smile.

Su Yu blushed and said, "It's all Yun Tianqing's fault, he always makes me angry."

Since Yun Tianqing arrived, she hasn't been herself anymore. She used to be such a gentle and quiet woman, but after being harassed by this scoundrel Yun Tianqing for over ten years, she's become increasingly violent.

Ling Chi chuckled and said, "Brother Tianqing is doing this for your sister-in-law's own good. When she first came here, she rarely smiled and always preferred to quietly enjoy the scenery by herself. But ever since Brother Tianqing came, she has never stopped smiling."

Su Yu: "..."

Turning her head to look at the pig-headed man lying on the ground pretending to be dead, Su Yu sighed softly: "I know he's trying to make me happier, and I'm grateful, but I can't stand it being like this every day."

"Did you hear that?" Ling Chi shouted at Yun Tianqing, "You've gone too far. From now on, once every three days is enough."

Yun Tianqing raised his right hand, made an OK sign, and continued to play dead.

"..." Su Yu was both annoyed and amused: "I really can't stand you two, you and he are birds of a feather."

“Sister-in-law, you’ve misunderstood me. I’m not as clingy as him; it’s always others who cling to me,” Ling Chi said.

"Pah!" Su Yu retorted angrily, "You womanizer! I really don't know why so many sisters and brothers would willingly follow you. If Yun Tianqing dares to have another woman, I will definitely kill him with one sword."

Yun Tianqing: "..."

Ling Chi coughed lightly and said, "There's nothing I can do. I've experienced too many worlds. A man as outstanding and powerful as me will naturally have discerning women who recognize my talent. Besides, although I can't give them complete love, I can give them endless lifespans and a happy life like this. Isn't that better than being in love for decades, only to end up dying?"

"Nonsense." Su Yu shook her head repeatedly, saying helplessly, "Fine, it's your choice, and it's their choice too. I have no right to criticize. But you should think it through carefully, after all, you're all alone."

"I'm alright." He paused, then added, "Aren't my sister-in-law and Brother Tianqing the same?"

“He…” Su Yu blushed and said, “Ask him.” After saying that, she mounted her horse and left.

Ling Chi walked over to Yun Tianqing and kicked his butt: "What did you mean by that, sister-in-law?"

"Sigh!" Yun Tianqing turned around and sat up, touching his swollen face, and said, "I'm so afraid of losing Su Yu."

"..." Ling Chi shook his head: "Now I finally understand why my sister-in-law is so violent. Everyone needs their own private space. It's okay for a short time if you keep bothering her like this, but in the long run, even Guanyin Bodhisattva can't stand it."

"I know, didn't you tell me to change it to once every three days from now on!" Yun Tianqing rubbed his face and said, "It's been ten years, and I'm getting a little tired of pestering you. It's good to change it from now on."

He paused for a moment, then asked, "How is Tianhe now?"

"He's doing great!" Ling Chi said. "Without you as a burden, Tianhe is incredibly happy every day."

"That's good." Yun Tianqing breathed a sigh of relief: "I was really worried that this child wouldn't be able to survive alone on Qingluan Peak."

“No,” Ling Chi said. “Tianhe is a gifted child, much more so than you and your sister-in-law. He also has a pure heart. With proper guidance, his future is limitless.”

At this point, Ling Chi kicked him again: "Why don't you teach Tianhe more common sense? If this child encounters the wrong person in the future, he will suffer."

“I never intended to let Tianhe go down the mountain,” Yun Tianqing said. “After all, the world is dangerous and people’s hearts are unpredictable. Rather than letting him suffer a bloody and painful experience down the mountain, I would rather he live a carefree life on the mountain, growing old and dying without a care in the world.”

Ling Chi shook his head: "It's fine when you're young, but what about when you get old? What if you get eaten by wild animals in the mountains? And if you can't find anyone in the mountains, how will you carry on the Yun family line? Have you thought about these things?"

"No." Yun Tianqing leaned back, lay on the grass, crossed his legs, and said, "Su Yu's death was too much of a blow to me. I also have to endure the torment of the cold poison. How can I think that far ahead? It's good enough that Tianhe can live a healthy life. It's better than Su Yu and me being tormented to death by the cold poison."

Ling Chi sat down next to him and said, "You are a good husband, but not a good father."

“I admit it,” Yun Tianqing said. “I’m not a good son either. I’m playful, undisciplined, and love to play pranks. Few people have liked me growing up. When I was a child, I was kicked out of Yun Family Village because I was too naughty. Even my name was removed. Thinking about it carefully, apart from Su Yu and Tianhe, I’m completely useless in my life.”