Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

The next moment, Ling Chi rushed into another small wooden house.

"Ling Chi, you're doing this... mmm—"

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the ordinary red diner Chongguang. Conquest count +1. Since the diner had already dropped the recipe, no recipe will drop this time."

Having gained 2% experience points, Ling Chi left satisfied, leaving only Elders Qingyang and Chongguang lying on the bed with blank stares and indescribable expressions.

……

"Hey! Senior Brother Ling, your little sister's here to freeload again."

As soon as I returned to Sword Forging Valley, Su Xin rushed over. This guy didn't treat me like an outsider at all, and sat down at the table with an air of nonchalance: "Bring up whatever good wine and food you have. I still have to go on a mission after I finish eating."

"You're really busy." Ling Chi chuckled, untied the wine gourd from his waist and tossed it to her: "Drink less."

Su Xin removed the stopper from the wine gourd and took a big gulp of the fine wine: "Hoo... Ha—, as expected, Senior Brother Ling's wine is still the best. Those famous wines down the mountain can't compare at all."

"Even if it tastes good, don't overindulge, or you might miss your mission." Ling Chi had already gone into the kitchen to prepare a meal.

"Don't worry! I can hold my liquor!" Su Xin took another big gulp of wine, let out a satisfied burp, walked to the kitchen door, and leaned against it: "Senior Brother Ling, the demon realm is coming soon, are you afraid?"

"What do I have to be afraid of?" Ling Chi said. "After all, it's still uncertain whether this battle will even take place!"

"Oh?" Su Xin asked, "How do you know?"

"The incident nineteen years ago was ultimately caused by our Qionghua Sect provoking the demon realm, which forced the demon realm to fight back. To be honest, our sect brought this upon itself."

Ling Chi's words were accurate and ruthless. Although Su Xin agreed with them in her heart, she would not say it out loud: "In any case, the blood feud has been formed. Even if our sect does not take action, the demon realm will definitely not let it go."

"If the demon realm is strong and powerful and doesn't take the Qionghua Sect seriously, then that's true." Ling Chi picked up a kitchen knife and dissected a red-quality demon beast leg, saying, "But our sect suffered heavy losses back then, didn't the demon realm suffer heavy losses too?"

“Senior Brother Ling means…” Su Xin’s eyes lit up.

"This is just my guess." Ling Chi finished chopping the scallions, ginger, garlic, and other ingredients, and said, "If the demon realm suffers heavy losses and cannot recover its strength in nineteen years, will the demon realm take the initiative to provoke our sect?"

Su Xin pondered for a moment and said, "If I were the ruler of the demon realm, I certainly wouldn't attack rashly without knowing the strength of the enemy and myself."

“This is it,” Ling Chi said. “Besides, it doesn’t matter that they’ve come. With the Four Heavenly Kings of our Qionghua Sect here, we’ll make sure the demon realm never returns.”

Su Xin looked at Ling Chi's figure, her heart beating a little fast: "Senior Brother Ling's words were so domineering, Su Xin admires them."

"There's nothing to admire. As long as you're strong enough, you can say it even more arrogantly." Ling Chi smiled slightly, poured a generous amount of oil into the pot, and began frying the monster meat.

The sizzling sound of frying and the slowly wafting aroma of demonic beast meat made Su Xin take a deep breath: "It smells so good! Senior Brother Ling, how much longer until dinner?"

"Half an hour," Ling Chi said. "If you can't wait, go and give Xuanji and the others some pointers. These three children are very hardworking in their cultivation. If you don't guide them now, I'm afraid you won't have the chance in a few years."

Su Xin snorted lightly: "They're still ten years away from surpassing me, their senior uncle!"

"That's hard to say." Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, "They are already the best among the young disciples of our sect. In five years at most, they will definitely surpass you."

"Tsk! I'd like to see just how good these three little girls are." Su Xin turned and walked towards the training ground.

Half an hour later.

Su Xin returned to dinner with Xuan Ji and the others, looking shocked.

At the dinner table, Su Xin looked at Xuanji, Xuanqin, and Liu Mengli, and the thought of their previous display of strength still made her break out in a cold sweat.

Who would have thought that these three junior disciples were only about 20% weaker than her individually? He had previously fought each of the three women with 80% of his strength, resulting in one win, one draw, and one loss.

They narrowly defeated Xuanji in the first hard-fought match, then lost to Xuanqin in the second. In the third match, it's unclear whether Liu Mengli deliberately let them win, as she only defended and didn't attack. In the end, they were abruptly interrupted by Ling Chi calling them home for dinner, maintaining a stalemate.

Holy crap... Senior Brother Ling is actually so good at teaching disciples?

It's one thing to be amazing yourself, but to be so terrifying when it comes to teaching students—is this even human?

On this day, Su Xin's worldview was completely overturned, and she realized for the first time how right her senior sister's choice to endure was. If her senior sister had stubbornly fought back then, the one who would have been worn down would definitely not have been Ling Chi.

Strength can deter villains, and strength can earn respect. Clearly, Ling Chi has achieved both. Now, Su Xin's admiration for Ling Chi is almost impossible to hide, and her gaze is gradually developing into that of a fangirl.

"What are you looking at?" Sensing Su Xin's strange gaze, Ling Chi glanced at her and said, "Eat!"

"Ah, oh." Su Xin lowered her head and stuffed a piece of glowing red monster meat into her mouth.

"Mmm—"

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the ordinary red diner, Su Xin. Conquest count +1. Since the diner had already dropped the recipe, no recipe will drop this time."

"Huh!?" Ling Chi was startled, then overjoyed: Su Xin... has already become a high-ranking official!?

I remember when Su Xin came here for a free meal a month ago, she was only at the top purple level. I didn't expect her to advance to the red level so quickly. But then again, Su Xin is a disciple of the same era as me. After all, she has cultivated diligently for so many years, so she should have this kind of strength.

It took nineteen years to reach the red level, which can be considered somewhat slow.

Fortunately, good things come to those who wait. With the help of Su Xin, an experienced player, he will definitely be able to reach the advanced red rank within two months.

Ling Chi's good mood lasted until the fifth day. On this day, two young men and women suddenly appeared outside the mountain gate: "We are Master's disciples. I am Han Lingsha and he is Yun Tianhe. We are here to see Master."

"Who is your master?" Mingguang, who was guarding the mountain gate, asked.

"Listen up, our master is the famous sword immortal—Ling Chi!" Han Lingsha said, trying to intimidate others.

"Ling... Uncle Ling Chi!?" Ming Guang and Ming Chen's eyes widened: "You are Uncle Ling Chi's disciples?"

Han Lingsha blinked: This reaction... could it be that Master is really that awesome?

Chapter Thirty: You're Not Pretty

“That’s right, we are the disciples of the Uncle Lingchi you mentioned. Our sword-flying skills were taught by our master. Hurry up and go inform him.” Han Lingsha’s arrogance grew even stronger.

Having finally managed to latch onto a powerful patron, if not now, when?

Mingguang quickly said, "Please wait a moment, I will go and inform Uncle Lingchi right away."

"Go quickly." Han Lingsha waved her hand, secretly delighted: Hehe, it seems that Master really has a high status. I'm going to make it big this time.

Sword Forging Valley.

"My nominal disciples?" Ling Chi frowned. "Why are they here?"

Mingguang clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Uncle-Master, shall we have them come over?"

"I'll go with you and take a look!" Ling Chi stood up: "These two idiots, I told them not to come, but they still came."

Mingguang cautiously asked, "Could it be that Junior Brother and Junior Sister have both come for the war in the Demon Realm?"

Ling Chi glanced at him: "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

Mingguang's heart skipped a beat: "Yes."

In front of the mountain gate.

"Master." Upon seeing Ling Chi, Yun Tianhe and Han Lingsha immediately stepped forward to pay their respects.

"Why did you come?" Ling Chi asked, his face long and his eyes sharp.

“I wanted to come,” Yun Tianhe said. “I couldn’t just stand by and watch my master fight the monsters while I did nothing, so I wanted to join in.”

"Our entire clan's fate was changed because of my master, and I will do everything in my power to fight against the demons," Han Lingsha said.

Ling Chi looked at the two of them and said calmly, "They may die."

"I'm not afraid to die!" Yun Tianhe said. "My father said that it's better to die gloriously than to live a cowardly life."

"Did your father say this?" Ling Chi was surprised: This didn't seem like Yun Tianqing's style!

“Yes, that’s what Father said.” Yun Tianhe said, “Father also said that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude. Master taught me martial arts, magic, and sword flight. I have no way to repay him except to do my best to serve him.”

“Yes, yes, that’s what I think too,” Han Lingsha said. “Master, please let us stay! We won’t hold you back.”

Ling Chi looked at them and said, "Alright! You should first come with me to meet the sect leader, then receive your sect's uniforms, and then follow me to the Sword Forging Valley."

"That's great!" Han Lingsha was very excited. She followed Ling Chi to see the sect leader and asked along the way, "Master, is the sect leader fierce? Also, where is Sword Forging Valley?"

"She's not exactly fierce, just a bit petty. I had some conflicts with her back then, and although things have improved a lot over the years, our relationship isn't great. Now that you've become my disciples, you'd better be careful in the future," Ling Chi said.

"Huh? No way!" Yun Tianhe was a little surprised and asked, "Master, what kind of conflict do you have with the sect leader?"

"It's nothing," Ling Chi said calmly. "I just chased her down through more than a dozen hills with my sword, making those years a bit difficult for her."

Yun Tianhe: "(°言°)"

Han Lingsha: "(°言°)"

"Also, Sword Forging Valley is where your master, your three uncles, and your three senior sisters live. You will also live there from now on. After you receive your robes, I will take you to meet your uncles and senior sisters."

"Huh? All of them are senior sisters? No senior brothers?" Han Lingsha asked.

Ling Chi pointed at Yun Tianhe: "He is your senior brother."

Yun Tianhe: "Ah! I'm your senior brother?"

Han Lingsha: "..."

……

Qionghua Palace.

"Junior brother, is this the new disciple you've taken in?" Su Yao only glanced at Han Lingsha, but when she saw Yun Tianhe, her eyes became more serious: How come this kid looks so much like that person?

“Yes.” Ling Chi pointed to Yun Tianhe and said, “This is my third disciple, Yun Tianhe.” Then he pointed to Han Lingsha and said, “This is my fourth disciple, Han Lingsha. They are all disciples I took in from outside. I didn’t expect them to come here to die knowing that the war in the demon realm was imminent.”

to death?

Han Lingsha was very upset: We didn't come here to die!

"I see." Su Yao said thoughtfully, "In that case, I will certainly record them."

"Then thank you very much, Sect Leader." Ling Chi clasped his hands in thanks.

"Let them go and collect their sect uniforms first!" Su Yao said calmly. "Junior Brother Ling, you stay here. I have something I want to say to you."

The two looked at each other, and Ling Chi turned to them and said, "Go to the gate and find any senior brother or sister. Have them take you to get your sect's uniforms, and then wait outside the palace."

"Yes, Master."

Yun Tianhe wanted to ask a few more silly questions, but Han Lingsha pulled him away.

At this moment, only Ling Chi and Su Yao remained in Qionghua Palace. Ling Chi asked, "What does the sect leader want with me?"

"Junior brother, is Yun Tianhe Yun Tianqing's son?" Su Yao asked.

“That’s right,” Ling Chi said. “He is indeed the son of Yun Tianqing and Su Yu.”

"Then... do you know if the Wangshu Sword is on him?" Su Yao asked hurriedly.