Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, "I'll go check on how my master is doing with the forging of the Demon Sword. You all can do as you please!"

"it is good."

……

At the farm, Ling Chi heard a series of clanging sounds, each one carrying a soul-stirring power, which was truly astonishing.

"Is this the demonic sword that's being forged?" Ling Chi immediately flew over.

Soon, he saw Pu Heng and Ou Yu working the bellows, one adding fire-elemental spiritual energy to the furnace to raise its temperature. Zong Lian, on the other hand, used iron tongs to hold a huge, thick-backed longsword and placed it on the furnace to heat it. While heating it, he used an iron hammer to strike it, knocking out all the impurities from the longsword. This also made the sword a little thinner, and its shape underwent subtle changes.

Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing stood to one side, writing and drawing, seemingly designing a plan for polishing the magic sword.

Seeing this scene, Ling Chi was also somewhat shocked. Five top-notch forging experts worked together to create a sword. If the quality of this demonic sword was not high enough, it would be a disservice to such a luxurious lineup.

Seeing that all five of them were focused on devising strategies and contributing their efforts to the Demon Sword, Ling Chi did not disturb them and turned to leave the farm.

Every night thereafter, Ling Chi would go and check on it. Seeing that the Demon Sword was still not finished being forged, he would leave the farm and go to the Chef God Space to hone his culinary skills.

This continued for ten days, but on the farm, a hundred days had already passed.

On this day, with Zong Lian's final, devastating blow, the Demon Sword was finally reforged.

Because the Demon Sword already possessed Xiao Kui as its spirit, no unusual phenomena occurred. After handing over the final polishing work to Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing, Zong Lian lay down on the ground and fell fast asleep.

"Master Zong Lian, you've really worked hard." Pu Heng and the other three looked at Zong Lian, who was fast asleep, with utmost respect. For more than a hundred days and nights, Zong Lian had worked without sleep or rest, doing this for over a hundred days straight.

Although Pu Heng could work tirelessly to forge divine weapons, the thought of working for more than a hundred days straight terrified him, which only made him admire Zong Lian even more.

As expected of the young master's master, I can't compare, I can't compare at all!

The final polishing work was much simpler. Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing worked together to engrave various array patterns on the magic sword according to the design plan they had prepared in advance, so that the sword would have a more powerful function and enhance its power.

Three days later, the polishing was completed.

When Ling Chi saw the finished demon sword, he was completely stunned.

Chapter Twenty: The Chef's Sword

Xuan...Xuanyuan Sword!?

The golden greatsword before him, apart from its size, was extremely similar to the Xuanyuan Sword that Ling Chi had seen online. Its ancient and simple shape, beautiful and mysterious array patterns, and the sacred aura emanating from it all proved that this was a righteous sword, completely the opposite of the demonic sword that had drunk the blood of thousands of people.

"Master, do you like it?" Shan Wanjing stepped forward to take credit: "This is a design plan that my mother and I spent many days thinking about before we finished it."

"It's alright." Ling Chi nodded and asked, "Why is the Demon Sword a size smaller?"

The magic sword used to be over 1.8 meters long, about the same height as Ling Chi, but now it has shrunk to 1.4 meters. Although it still looks long, it is much smaller than it was originally.

“The sword before was an unfinished sword, containing many impurities. After Master Zonglian’s hundred days of forging, all the impurities have been removed, which is why it has shrunk so much,” Pu Heng explained. “But because of this, the sword is now sharper and tougher, and weighs more than a thousand pounds.”

"Oh?" Ling Chi picked up the sword, finding it as light as a feather, and asked in surprise, "Why isn't it heavy at all?"

"It feels very light because the Light Feather Array is engraved on the sword," Shan Wanjing said. "Moreover, the Light Feather Array will only work when the sword is used by its owner. Anyone else would have to bear a thousand pounds to lift it."

"Master?" Ling Chi asked in confusion, "I don't think I ever had a blood oath ceremony with my master."

“Young Master did not actually bind the sword to you with blood,” Pu Heng chuckled. “But this sword was forged on the farm, taking into account the farm’s climate and geography, all of which were bestowed upon it by Young Master. That is why the divine sword automatically recognized Young Master as its master.”

"I see." Ling Chi suddenly realized that this was just like when Zong Lian was alive and forged the Wind, Fire and Thunder sword for him. The forging process was always intermittent, and he constantly observed the weather and the earth's energy in order to create such a high-quality flying sword as the Wind, Fire and Thunder sword.

He is the host of the God of Cooking System. The God of Cooking Space, farm, and ranch that originated from the God of Cooking System all originated from him. It can be said that he is the Heavenly Dao of this space. Zong Lian forged the flying sword according to his aura, so it was a perfect match with his aura, and even the blood recognition was unnecessary.

In comparison, the Dragon Slayer Blade that Pu Heng forged on the farm didn't resonate with his aura, requiring him to bleed before it could formally recognize him as its master. In this respect, Zong Lian is indeed a level above Pu Heng.

Speaking of the Dragon Slayer Blade, ever since it acquired the Wind, Fire, and Thunder powers, it has been gathering dust in the Chef God's Space.

In fact, Ling Chi prefers to use a knife, but Feng Huo Lei is a bit too possessive. Whenever another weapon appears near Ling Chi, it will always come out to cause trouble, angrily saying: "Dad, don't you love me anymore?"

There was nothing Ling Chi could do but make do with the Dragon-Slaying Blade. However, now that Huang Rong had taken the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Blade, he could use it again.

As for this sword...

"Does this sword have a name?" Ling Chi asked.

“This is your sword, young master, so of course you should name it,” Pu Heng said with a smile.

"Hmm." Ling Chi nodded, stroking the blade of the golden sword, and said, "Since this sword was forged with my aura, it is the most suitable sword for me. And my dream is to become the number one chef in the universe, so let's call this sword Number One Chef!"

"..." Pu Heng, Ou Yu, Shan Meixian, Shan Wanjing.

Zong Lian, who was fast asleep, frowned, turned over, and continued sleeping.

The golden sword immediately hummed, expressing sufficient sorrow.

"You don't like it?" Ling Chi asked.

The golden sword immediately hummed twice and even nodded twice, as if it were nodding.

"Hmm..." Ling Chi scratched his head and said, "I think 'First Chef God' sounds pretty good. Is it because 'First' sounds too arrogant? How about 'Chef God Sword'?"

"..." The Golden Sword seemed to think the name was quite good. Although simple, it perfectly described that it was the sword of the God of Cookery.

With two buzzing sounds, the Golden Sword accepted the title of "God of Cookery Sword".

"I'm glad you like it." Ling Chi chuckled, took the Chef God Sword in his hand, twirled it, and said, "I'm still missing a scabbard."

"It's just a scabbard, young master. Please wait a moment, I'll make one right away," Pu Heng said.

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

"It's just my duty."

Although it was just a scabbard, Pu Heng still used the best materials to make and decorate it. Because the Chef God Sword was golden all over, in order to restrain its brilliance, Pu Heng made the scabbard pure black. In this way, when the Chef God Sword was sheathed, it looked extremely simple, but once it was drawn, it was dazzling and magnificent, truly a weapon for showing off.

Ling Chi was very satisfied and praised Pu Heng lavishly once again. Pu Heng spoke modestly, but was secretly overjoyed: "Young master is always so honest; I'm almost embarrassed."

"..."

After the Chef God Sword was forged, Shang Xiuxun reluctantly sent Xiao Kui back into the sword to serve as its spirit.

After Xiao Kui entered the sword, she discovered that the sacred aura within it was vast and boundless. Taking a single breath caused her cultivation level to rise rapidly, and she couldn't help but exclaim with great joy, "So comfortable!"

"Comfortable?" Little Red flew out of the wind, fire, and thunder, and immediately darted into the Chef God Sword. Upon entering, she was awestruck by the sacred aura here, and at the same time, she sensed that there were actually two slots reserved for sword spirits, which would allow her and Little Sunflower to coexist.

"That's great! From now on, Xiao Kui and I will live here together," Xiao Hong said.

"Ah? Xiao Hong, are you going to leave me again?" Huang Rong bit her handkerchief again.

“You’re right, this place is perfect for cultivation! Plus, there are two sword spirit slots here, one yin and one yang, which perfectly matches the symbiotic relationship between Xiao Kui and me, and makes it even more suitable for us to cultivate together,” Xiao Hong said excitedly.

Huang Rong pouted, "Brother Ling, look at her!"

"I can't help it." Ling Chi spread his hands and said, "Anyway, there's already a sword spirit in the Wind, Fire, and Thunder formation, so just make do with it!"

"Little Red is gone, what use do I have for the Wind, Fire and Thunder?" Huang Rong took off the Wind, Fire and Thunder and threw it to him: "Here you go."

“But… I already have the Chef God Sword.” Ling Chi held the Wind, Fire and Thunder Sword, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Having just returned to Ling Chi's hands, Feng Huo Lei was incredibly excited, but upon hearing his words, it immediately flew up, emitting a buzzing sound: "Dad, don't you love me anymore?"

"..." Ling Chi scratched his head: "Alright! After all, you are also a flying sword that Master tailored for me. It's just that the Chef God Sword is of a higher grade than you. You are not allowed to cause trouble again in the future, or you will be cut in two. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Sensing the demonic aura within the Chef God Sword, Feng Huo Lei immediately returned to its sheath, offering a loving embrace.

Ling Chi patted the Wind, Fire and Thunder sword, untied the Chef God Sword, and put the Wind, Fire and Thunder sword back on his back.

"Brother Ling, what's wrong?" Huang Rong asked, puzzled.

Everyone looked at him with puzzled expressions.

"Don't Xiao Kui and Xiao Hong want to cultivate into human form as soon as possible?" Ling Chi smiled and said, "Then let them use the acceleration power of space to cultivate! I have enough wind, fire and thunder for now."

Moved, Feng Huo Lei let out a buzzing sound: "Dad is so good."

"..."

"I see." Everyone suddenly realized.

"But we must replace our flying swords." Huang Rong turned to look at Zong Lian, who was still fast asleep on the ground, and asked, "Master, how long are you going to sleep?"

“Master has been working on the Chef God Sword for a full hundred days without closing his eyes or eating anything during that time. Let him get some more sleep!” Ling Chi said.

“Alright!” Huang Rong turned to Pu Heng and said, “Elder Pu, please tell Master about our situation after he wakes up, so that he can tailor-make a flying sword for each of us three sisters.”

"Don't worry, Miss, I will definitely pass on the message," Pu Heng agreed.

……

While everyone was busy with their own tasks, Ling Chi placed the Chef God Sword in the Chef God Space and said, "You can cultivate here in peace; no one will disturb you." He paused, then added, "As for Xiao Kui's brother, I will keep an eye on him."

"Yes, thank you, Brother Ling." Xiao Kui's gentle voice came from the Chef God Sword.

"You're welcome."

"Hmph! I'll let it slide since you've put in some effort," Xiao Hong's voice rang out.

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "Cultivate well. I'm looking forward to seeing what you'll look like when you become human."

"Of course, she's an absolute beauty." Xiao Hong scoffed. "The women around you are nice, but they're definitely not as pretty as me."

"Anyone can brag," Ling Chi laughed. "What you say now is meaningless. Let's talk about it when you become human!"

"Damn it, you dare not believe me? Just you wait, when I turn into a human, I'll make you pay!" Little Red threatened.

"I'll be waiting." Ling Chi smiled, placed the Chef God Sword on the virtual sword rack, and turned to leave the Chef God Space.

……

Twenty days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, the one-month deadline agreed upon by the Candle Dragon arrived. Shang Xiuxun stayed in the Sword Casting Valley to teach Xuanji and Xuanqin, while Huang Rong took Lingchi and Shuang'er to Buzhou Mountain.

Sword flight is a flying skill that can cover thousands of miles in an instant. Although it is far inferior to Sun Wukong's 108,000 miles, it is already the top flying skill in this world.

The three of them flew north for about half an hour before reaching Buzhou Mountain, which shows how vast this world is, at least seven or eight times larger than Earth.

You might not believe it, but the world isn't spherical like Earth. Instead, it's the mythical shape of a flat earth surrounded by the four seas, with the sky being a semicircle that encompasses both the earth and the seas.

This is what Ling Chi discovered over the past few years after traveling through this world, which directly overturned his worldview and gave him a completely new understanding of this world.

Unfortunately, the maximum altitude for flying on a sword is only a few thousand meters; it can't go any higher.

No wonder the Qionghua Sect, with its many sword immortals, always wanted to use spirit stones from the demon realm to achieve the grand feat of the entire sect ascending to immortality; ultimately, it was because they couldn't fly very high.

"We've arrived." The three landed on a stone platform, and Huang Rong immediately shouted into the air, "Senior Divine Dragon! We've come to cook for you!"