Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

What's even more terrifying is that Liu Mengli's cultivation speed is incredibly fast. In just two years since arriving at Sword Forging Valley, she has completely surpassed them and even widened the gap, leaving them in utter despair.

They're all women, so why is there such a big difference between them?

They just couldn't bring themselves to hate her, because Liu Mengli was genuinely kind and respectful to them. She shared their burdens in everything, took good care of them when they were unwell, and would often play the konghou (a type of Chinese harp) to help them relax.

How could they possibly hate someone like that?

Fortunately, both her master and her uncle treated them equally and did not favor one of them. Otherwise, Xuanqin might not have said anything, but Xuanji would definitely have been furious.

Over the years, Ling Chi has always cared for Xuan Ji like a father. He tolerates her little whims as long as they are not too excessive. Ling Chi has never deprived Xuan Ji of anything she wants, which has made Xuan Ji a little spoiled and willful. She also believes that Ling Chi loves her the most. If Ling Chi favors Liu Mengli, she will definitely sit on the ground and cry in front of him.

Xuanji, who is already fourteen years old this year and will be fifteen in three months, is capable of anything.

Fortunately, no one gave her a chance to lash out.

That year, Liu Mengli was twenty years old and Xuanqin was twenty-five years old, which was the first year of the official start of the Legend of Sword and Fairy 4 storyline.

Ling Chi checked his cooking experience points—86.25% (normal red).

Even though he tried his best to increase his experience points, he only increased them by about 30% in two years.

It's really hard to find red-themed diners; there's just no way around it.

On the fifth day of the fifth month of this year, there were still two months until the arrival of the Illusionary Realm.

Early that morning, Ling Chi cooked three large pots of zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), leaving some for Liu Mengli and the others, and distributing the rest to the disciples of the Qionghua Sect.

For over a decade, Ling Chi would prepare special festive dishes for the entire Qionghua Sect during every holiday. His persistence over the past ten years has earned him the utmost respect from all the disciples of Qionghua. Even Su Yao has never spoken ill of him over the years. As for Su Xin, this old woman in her thirties, she often goes to the Sword Casting Valley to freeload and has long been won over.

Although Su Yao holds power in the Qionghua Sect, if Ling Chi were to raise the call, at least 99% of the Qionghua Sect's disciples would rebel; this is the will of the people.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ling." Murong Ziying, who was already nineteen years old and had grown into a handsome young man, received the zongzi (sticky rice dumpling) handed to him by Ling Chi at the mountain gate and quickly expressed his gratitude.

"Are you going down the mountain?" Ling Chi asked.

"Yes." Murong Ziying nodded and said, "The sect leader ordered me to go down the mountain to check if there are any irregularities in the Innate Eight Trigrams Formation in Chenzhou."

"I see." Ling Chi said thoughtfully, "Since you're going down the mountain, take a few more zongzi with you, so you can eat them when you're hungry."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ling."

"Don't mention it." Ling Chi patted his shoulder and said, "The demon realm will descend in two months. Be careful."

"Yes." Murong Ziying's expression turned solemn, and he clasped his hands in a fist and bow: "Senior Brother Ling should also pay close attention."

"Haha, worry about yourself!" Ling Chi turned and left.

Murong Ziying watched his retreating figure for a moment, then turned and flew away on her sword.

……

On this day, at Qingluan Peak, a girl in red named Han Lingsha broke into the Shichenxi Cave, where Yun Tianqing and Su Yu were buried.

A simple-minded boy named Yun Tianhe mistook her for a wild boar spirit and shot her with an arrow, thus beginning his quest for immortality.

That night, tricked by Han Lingsha into going down the mountain, Yun Tianhe and Han Lingsha were driven out of Taiping Village because they ate zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) without paying and shot a villager's old hen. Their identities as Yun Tianqing's son were also revealed. The two had no choice but to walk to Chaohu.

That night, the two camped by Chaohu Lake and encountered the Wind Demon Beast in the middle of the night. Unlike in the game, Yun Tianqing, who had learned the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and magic, was incredibly powerful and easily defeated the Wind Demon Beast. Han Lingsha was so excited that she danced with joy: "Wow! I didn't realize you were such a powerful savage! Tricking you... cough, bringing you down the mountain was the best thing I ever did."

"Hehe, it's nothing!" Yun Tianhe was not used to being praised like this, and scratched his head shyly.

In the night sky, Murong Ziying looked at them, or rather, at Yun Tianhe, and thought to himself: This person is young, yet his martial arts and magic are both superb, probably no less than mine.

He glanced at him one last time, then flew away on his sword.

At the same time, Ling Chi arrived at the place on his sword, saw the corpses of the Wind Evil Beasts, immediately landed on the ground, and put the corpses into the Chef God Space.

The Wind Demon Beast is a high-grade purple ingredient; it shouldn't be wasted.

"You...you're a sword immortal!?"

Ling Chi turned his head and saw a pretty and cute girl in red standing in front of him.

Ling Chi chuckled: "That's right, I am indeed a sword immortal."

"Sword Immortal! It really is a Sword Immortal! That's wonderful!" Han Lingsha trembled with excitement. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly heard Yun Tianhe beside her call out, "Master...Master!?"

"Hey, you savage, what are you yelling about?" Han Lingsha said angrily, "Is it okay to call someone 'Master' so casually?"

"Hey kid, what are you doing coming down the mountain?" Ling Chi's words were like a giant hand gripping Han Lingsha's neck, making her face turn red and her neck thicken, unable to utter a single word.

"Master, it's Ling Sha. She said she would help me find clues about my parents' background, so I went down the mountain with her." Yun Tianhe said happily, "Master, you haven't come to see me for two years. How have you been these past two years?"

"What's wrong with me? I'm better than you." Ling Chi turned to look at Han Lingsha, his eyes gleaming with golden light, and chuckled, "Little girl, you said you wanted to help Tianhe find clues about his parents' background?"

"I...I..." Facing Ling Chi's golden eyes, Han Ling Sha felt immense pressure. For some reason, she had a feeling that she couldn't lie because she would definitely be found out. This made her lose her composure and unable to speak.

Seeing how frightened Han Lingsha was, Ling Chi withdrew his 'Golden Eyes' and said, "Forget it. Tianhe has lived on the mountain since he was a child and lacks common sense. He should indeed go down the mountain to travel around and broaden his horizons. Since you are so kind, you should take good care of him."

"Don't worry, senior, I will definitely take good care of him." Seeing that Ling Chi was no longer pursuing the matter of tricking Yun Tianhe down the mountain, Han Lingsha breathed a sigh of relief and spoke much more fluently.

"Okay." Ling Chi nodded. "I still have some things to take care of. Please make yourselves at home."

"Senior, wait a moment!" Han Lingsha hurriedly called out to him.

Ling Chi turned his head: "Is there anything else?"

"Senior!" Han Lingsha knelt down with a thud. "Senior, I have admired the Sword Immortal since childhood. May I ask if you would accept me as your disciple?"

"You want to become my disciple?" Ling Chi asked with a strange expression.

"Yes, I hope you will be merciful, senior." Han Lingsha touched the ground with her forehead.

"It's not so easy to become my disciple." Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, "Disciples of the Qionghua Sect must pass a test before they can join. Moreover, our sect is about to face a life-or-death battle with the demon realm. After this battle, whether the Qionghua Sect will still exist is another matter. We are not accepting disciples at the moment."

"Ah!?" Han Lingsha looked up, her face full of disappointment, but when she saw Ling Chi's smiling face, her eyes lit up and she kowtowed: "Senior, please have mercy."

"You're not stupid." Ling Chi nodded with a smile, and said, "But judging from your deathly aura, I'm afraid you won't live past thirty!"

Han Lingsha's delicate body trembled.

"Ah!?" Yun Tianhe exclaimed in surprise, "Master, you said Ling Sha wouldn't live past thirty? Why is that?"

"Why?" Ling Chi looked at Han Lingsha and said, "Only someone who disturbs the dead would be covered in so much death energy. Little girl, am I right?"

Han Lingsha knelt weakly on the ground: "Senior is right, my family has indeed been..."

"You're saying you admire the Sword Immortal, but I'm probably just looking for a way to break the family curse!" Ling Chi said.

Han Lingsha's delicate body trembled again, too frightened to speak.

“It seems I was right,” Ling Chi said. “If you and your family want to break the curse, from today onwards, stop doing those kinds of things and do more good deeds so that you won’t bring misfortune to your descendants.”

"Thank you for your guidance, senior." Han Lingsha was moved to tears and said, "But I wonder if anyone in our family still has the chance to live a long life?"

“You are gone.” Ling Chi shook his head: “Without three generations to cleanse your karma, your family will continue to die young.”

"..."

"Any more questions?" Ling Chi asked.

Han Lingsha said weakly, "Senior, is there really no other way?"

Ling Chi looked at her and said calmly, "Yesterday's cause, today's effect. The sins of the ancestors must be compensated by the descendants. If you have someone to blame, blame your ancestors!"

Han Lingsha opened her mouth, but had no words to reply.

"Master, what are you saying?" Yun Tianhe had been listening for a while but still couldn't understand what the two were saying: "Why don't I understand?"

"You brat, I told you to study hard, study hard, but did all that knowledge go to waste?" Ling Chi scolded.

Yun Tianhe shrank back, cowering in fear.

Han Lingsha's eyes widened, seemingly surprised that anyone could control this savage.

"Alright." Ling Chi looked at Han Lingsha and said, "Little girl, you don't need to be discouraged. Although there is no hope for your family within three generations, if you don't do something, it will never change. Even for the sake of future generations, you must stop and do good deeds."

Han Lingsha was silent for a moment, then said, "What you say is true, senior. I will inform the family."

"That's good." Ling Chi nodded and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."

"Senior!" Han Lingsha hurriedly said, "Please accept me as your disciple, I will definitely serve my master well."

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Yin and Yang Purple Palace

Ling Chi looked at her and said, "You already know how to change your family's fate, so why do you still want to become my disciple?"

"Because..." Han Lingsha blushed and said, "This disciple also wants to become a sword immortal admired by everyone!"

Ling Chi chuckled lightly: "You're quite honest."

“In front of Master, this disciple dares not try to be clever,” Han Lingsha said.

Ling Chi nodded: "In that case, I will take you as my nominal disciple. If I am still alive after the great battle between our sect and the demon realm, I will take you as my formal disciple."

“Master will definitely survive,” Han Lingsha said quickly. “The Qionghua Sect will also defeat the demons.”

"Master," Yun Tianhe said earnestly, "take me to the Qionghua Sect! I want to help you fight the monsters too."

"You should just give up, kid." Ling Chi shook his head: "The great war in the demon realm is imminent, and your strength is simply not enough. Rather than that, you should spend more time with Ling Sha in the human world to gain experience and broaden your horizons. This will be good for your future."

"But……"

"No buts." Ling Chi waved his sleeve and said, "Our sect has been preparing for nineteen years, we won't miss a nobody like you."

“A nobody? I…” Yun Tianhe was speechless with frustration.

Han Lingsha's eyes darted around, and she said, "Master, you see, I am already your disciple. Can you teach me some immortal techniques first? Otherwise, if I am bullied, wouldn't I be disgracing you and our sect?"

Ling Chi glanced at her, and Han Lingsha smiled obsequiously.

"Very well." Ling Chi nodded and said, "I will first teach you the most basic introductory mental cultivation method and the Qionghua Sword Technique, and also... the art of sword control, I will teach you that as well!"

Han Lingsha's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Master. You are so kind."

"Sycophant," Ling Chi said with a laugh, "Tianhe, you should listen to that too."

"Oh yes."

moment.

"Did you hear me clearly?" Ling Chi asked.

Yun Tianhe scratched his head and said, "I understand each word individually, but when they're put together... it's like I understand it, but it's also like I don't understand it..."

Han Lingsha said, "Silly, Master explained it in great detail! Not only did he explain the mental cultivation method, but he also explained the sword control technique. Anyway, I understood everything."