Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"I see." Xuanxiao took it and took a bite.

The sweet aroma surprised Xuanxiao: "This ice cream smells so sweet! I never expected my junior brother to have such a skill."

“This is nothing. Once Senior Brother Xuanxiao’s heart is healed, I will prepare a grand feast for him to try,” Ling Chi said.

Xuan Xiao smiled slightly. Thanks to the effects of the ice cream, he was able to maintain his rationality and asked, "Junior Brother Ling, what should we do next?"

Ling Chi produced a plate of bright green vegetables and said, "Senior Brother Xuanxiao, eat this dish too."

"What is this?" Xuanxiao frowned upon seeing the bright green vegetables. Although they looked fine, something felt off.

“These dishes are essential for treating Senior Brother Xuanxiao,” Ling Chi said. “My greatest skill is cooking. Even my late master said that I have the potential to create a new path of cultivation, and these dishes are my path.”

"I see." Xuanxiao praised, "Even Uncle Zonglian said so, so Junior Brother Ling's culinary talent must be extraordinary."

After saying that, Xuanxiao ate the dish.

I must say, although it looks very plain, it tastes really good, and for some reason, I feel like I've let go of something in my heart, and my mood has improved a lot.

"Junior Brother Ling, what is the name of this dish?" Xuanxiao asked.

“A grassland overhead,” Ling Chi said.

"A grassland on your head?" Xuanxiao was taken aback. "Why would you have such a name?"

“Because the plate represents a human head and these leafy green vegetables represent a grassland, it’s called ‘Grassland on the Head,’” Ling Chi said. “Its purpose is to help people let go of some of their inner torment, which is beneficial to Senior Brother Xuanxiao’s recovery.”

“That’s true.” Xuanxiao nodded. “After eating, I felt much better.”

"Yes, this is the next dish." Ling Chi brought out a plate of food that shimmered with a divine blue light.

"What's this dish called? What's its name?" Xuanxiao asked.

“This dish is called ‘contentment.’ Eating it will soothe your mind and further alleviate Senior Brother Xuanxiao’s distress over the years,” Ling Chi said.

"I see." Xuanxiao finished the dish and looked very comfortable after eating it. "It was really delicious. I feel refreshed from the inside out after eating it."

"Not bad, right!" Ling Chi laughed.

Xuanxiao nodded and asked, "Is there anything else?"

“Of course.” Ling Chi then brought out another dish that shimmered with blue light.

Xuanxiao asked, "What's the meaning of this?"

“This dish is called ‘Defying Fate,’ and it has a certain chance of changing one’s destiny,” Ling Chi said. “After Senior Brother Xuanxiao eats it, I believe it will turn his difficult life around.”

"Hmph! My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens, so why should I need to rely on external forces?" Xuanxiao said with a disdainful look.

Ling Chi scratched his head: "Then, we won't eat this dish?"

Xuanxiao brought the dishes over: "After all, it is Junior Brother Ling's kindness. If I don't eat, I'm afraid it will disturb Junior Brother Ling's sense of propriety."

Watching Xuanxiao finish the dish, Ling Chi pursed her lips and brought out several more dishes. Xuanxiao ate them all. Fortunately, these were all concept dishes with small portions, so Xuanxiao could eat a dozen or so dishes in one go without bursting his stomach.

Finally, Ling Chi presented a dish that shimmered with red light and said, "Senior Brother Xuanxiao, this is the last dish."

Xuanxiao looked at the dish that was shimmering with red light and asked, "What is the name of this dish?"

“This dish…” Ling Chi said, “is called ‘After hardship comes happiness.’ The more suffering you endure, the more blessings you receive.”

This dish is Ling Chi's own creation in this world, and the reason for creating this dish is Xuan Xiao.

A few years ago, while he was daydreaming in the Chef God Space, he suddenly remembered the suffering that Xuan Xiao had endured. The more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Xuan Xiao. So he daydreamed that it would be great if there was a dish that could exchange suffering for blessings, and the more suffering one endured, the more blessings one would receive... With this in mind, the dish "Bitterness Turns to Sweetness" was born.

"Junior Brother Ling can actually make such a dish!?" Xuanxiao was shocked.

If an ordinary person who hasn't experienced much hardship ate this dish, it would be of no use whatsoever. But who is he? He is Xuanxiao.

His woman was stolen by his brother, who then became sworn brothers with the son born to his woman. Because of his woman's betrayal, he went mad and was frozen in ice for nineteen years, spending each year alone and nearly going insane.

This dish was practically tailor-made for him. After going through so much hardship, it would be a miracle if he didn't receive a huge reward after eating it.

Without saying a word, Xuanxiao ate the entire dish.

The moment he finished eating the dish, he felt a sudden inspiration, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated along an inexplicable path. After several cycles, it gradually forced the Yang Flame out of his body.

Without the harm of the Yang Flame, Xuanxiao was completely freed from his shackles, and the Xihe Sword, without the assistance of the Wangshu Sword, could not unleash its full power, thus it could no longer affect Xuanxiao's mind.

In this situation, Ling Chi could only recite a poem: "Ah~~~~~"

Xuanxiao was startled: "Junior Brother Ling, what are you doing?"

"Uh, it's nothing." Ling Chi shook his head, clasped his hands and said, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Xuanxiao on getting rid of the Yang Flame. From now on, you can soar freely in the vast sea and fly freely in the high sky."

"Hahaha, good!" Xuanxiao laughed loudly, patted Ling Chi's shoulder hard, and said, "Junior Brother Ling, thanks to you, I have finally overcome all my hardships. I would like to become sworn brothers with you. What do you think?"

“That won’t do.” Ling Chi shook his head repeatedly.

Xuanxiao frowned: "Why?"

“You’ve already sworn brotherhood with my disciple, how can I possibly swear brotherhood with you?” Ling Chi shook his head. “I don’t want to be on the same level as that brat.”

"..." Xuanxiao shook his head and said, "Why bother with worldly rules? I want to become sworn brothers with you, who dares to object?"

"I object myself." Ling Chi waved his hands repeatedly: "Senior Brother Xuanxiao, you should give up! There is no way I will become sworn brothers with you."

“You…” Xuanxiao was very disappointed: “I thought you were also a hero, but I didn’t expect you to be just an ordinary person in the end.”

“What’s wrong with being an ordinary mortal?” Ling Chi said. “Gods are high above, almost eternal, but they are emotionless and without desire, no different from gold and stone. Demons are strong, but they have always been rejected by other races and live a difficult life. Only ordinary mortals, although their lives are short, can fully enjoy the joys and sorrows of the world and live a wonderful life. This is the life I yearn for, and I wouldn’t trade it for a god.”

"..." Xuanxiao was moved, looked at him deeply, and said, "So Junior Brother Ling is a person of great wisdom. I misjudged him."

"Do as you please without overstepping the bounds—that's my life motto." Ling Chi smiled and said, "Of course, I abide by my own rules; worldly rules have no say in my life."

Xuanxiao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha... Junior Brother Ling is indeed a wonderful person."

……

Xuanxiao broke out of the ice, startling Suyao. When Suyao arrived at the forbidden area, she was stunned to see Xuanxiao and Lingchi sitting on the ground drinking wine.

Coming to his senses, he angrily shouted, "Xuanxiao! What are you doing?!"

"Hmm?" Xuanxiao was enjoying his drink when Suyao came to spoil the mood. He frowned and asked, "Suyao, what are you doing here?"

"What are you saying?!" Su Yao said angrily, "Do you know that after midnight tonight, the demon realm will fly over to Juan Yun Terrace?"

"Of course I know." Xuanxiao waved his sleeve and ran off, saying, "Isn't there still time? What's wrong with me having a few drinks with Junior Brother Ling?"

“Junior Brother Ling? You…you all…” Su Yao’s face turned pale, as if she had guessed something.

"Junior Brother Ling has relieved me of the harm caused by the Yang Flame and cured my long-standing heart ailment. From this day forward, Junior Brother Ling is my own brother. Anyone who dares to disrespect him will have to get past me first!" Xuanxiao said domineeringly.

Ling Chi took a sip of wine and thought to himself: This is good. There is brotherhood, but no sworn brotherhood, so the generational order is not messed up.

Su Yao's face turned ashen with anger: "Have you forgotten that you promised me you'd help me deal with Ling Chi?!"

“You said Junior Brother Ling was an unruly parasite within the sect, which is why I agreed to help you. But Junior Brother Ling is not like that at all, Su Yao. You lied to me first,” Xuan Xiao said in a deep voice.

"I..." Su Yao was both embarrassed and embarrassed, then became angry and said, "You just wait!"

"Hmph!" Xuanxiao struck out with his palm, slapping Suyao across the face from a distance.

Su Yao cried out in pain, covered her face, and collapsed to the ground: "You—"

"Say one more word and I'll kill you!" Xuanxiao's eyes blazed with fury. "Don't forget, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been frozen for nineteen years!"

Su Yao's delicate body trembled, and she dared not utter a single word.

Ling Chi gnawed on two pieces of pork ribs and said, "Senior Brother Xuanxiao, now that you have broken through the ice, why don't you take over the position of sect leader? Otherwise, Su Yao will be living in fear every day and will not be able to manage the vast Qionghua Sect."

"Ling Chi! You—" Su Yao was filled with shock and anger, staring at him with bloodshot eyes. If looks could kill, he would have been killed by Su Yao a thousand times over.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” Xuanxiao said. “It’s a disgrace to our Qionghua Sect that our sect was actually led by that good-for-nothing Suyao.”

“Senior Brother Xuanxiao is right.” Ling Chi sighed, “Over the years, if it weren’t for the Four Heavenly Kings of my Sword Casting Valley holding up the prestige, with Su Yao’s strength, my Qionghua Sect would have long been disregarded by the other seven sects.”

"Oh?" Xuanxiao asked, "Is Suyao really that despicable?"

“It’s not bad now,” Ling Chi said. “When she first took over as sect leader, she was only a high-level disciple. How could she possibly win people’s respect? If she had managed the sect diligently, it would have been fine. But she was jealous of talent and found fault with all the talented disciples. If I hadn’t taught her a lesson and made her behave herself, the Qionghua Sect wouldn’t be where it is today.”

"Su Yao!" Xuan Xiao roared in fury, "You deserve to die!"

Su Yao lowered her head, clenched her fists, and bit her lip until it bled.

"From this day forward, you are no longer the leader of the Qionghua Sect!" Xuanxiao commanded. "The position of sect leader shall naturally be inherited by me. You... considering your contributions to the sect over the years, you shall become an elder!"

"Xuanxiao, you have no right to strip me of my position as sect leader!" Su Yao raised her head, her eyes burning with rage.

"Suyao, you're truly fearless when it comes to power." Xuanxiao's eyes turned cold: "It seems I'll have to make you understand the fate of an incompetent person in a high position."

"Xuanxiao, how dare you defy your superior!" Suyao rebuked, her voice sharp but her voice weak.

"It seems you've truly forgotten the principle that the strong rule." Holding the Xihe Sword in his hand, Xuanxiao walked step by step toward Suyao.

Ling Chi sat there, sipping his wine and eating ribs, enjoying a good show of a lion versus a honey badger.

In the end, the honey badger, despite its fearlessness, was soundly beaten by the lion, ending up in a miserable and wretched state.

"What else do you have to say?" Xuanxiao looked down at Suyao, who was beaten like a dead dog, and asked with contempt in his eyes.

Su Yao lay on the ground, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh, drawing blood. Her whole body trembled. This humiliation was far worse than when Ling Chi chased and hacked through more than a dozen mountains nineteen years ago. Back then, although Ling Chi had chased and hacked her, he had only caused her minor injuries. Unlike now, Xuan Xiao showed no mercy, beating her so severely that not a single part of her body was unscathed.

After that beating, she finally understood the principle of 'might makes right'. What good is being a sect leader if you don't have strength? You can still be beaten up at will.

"You..." Su Yao said with great difficulty, her heart filled with immense humiliation, "You are the sect leader."

"You asked for trouble." Xuanxiao left her behind and sat down opposite Ling Chi: "Junior Brother Ling, let's drink."

"Senior Brother Xuanxiao, please drink first. I'll go check on Su Yao's injuries," Ling Chi said, getting up.

“I know my limits, he won’t die,” Xuanxiao said.

Ling Chi smiled and went to check on Su Yao.

Xuanxiao shook his head and added the label 'kind-hearted' to Ling Chi.

No wonder Junior Brother Ling was unwilling to become the sect leader. How could a kind-hearted person manage a sect?

"Are you alright?" Ling Chi squatted down next to Su Yao and asked.

Su Yao looked at him with resentment and venom: "Since you want to humiliate me, why ask any more questions?"

"You're really out of your mind." Ling Chi shook his head and cast a Yang-type healing spell on her.

Chapter Thirty-Seven Mengli