Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Su Yao's injuries healed at a visible speed. After all the pain disappeared, Su Yao remained lying on the ground, unwilling to get up. Compared to the physical pain, the pain in her heart had not been healed in the slightest.

"Should I help you up?" Ling Chi asked.

"..."

Su Yao silently got up and left the forbidden area without looking back.

Ling Chi shook his head and sat down opposite Xuan Xiao.

“You’re trying to win people’s hearts, but you’ve chosen the wrong target,” Xuanxiao said.

“I won’t bribe anyone.” Ling Chi shook his head and said, “It’s just a feeling of compassion, after all, she’s a woman.”

"Heh, I didn't expect Junior Brother Ling to be such a chivalrous person." Xuanxiao laughed. "Although Su Yao is good-looking, she has a bad personality. It won't be an easy task for Junior Brother Ling to win her over."

"Win her over?" Ling Chi shook his head repeatedly: "I'm not blind, why would I have feelings for her? Senior Brother Xuanxiao is overthinking it."

"Perhaps!" Xuanxiao took a sip of wine and said, "Junior Brother Ling, after I become the sect leader, you will be the deputy sect leader!"

"Absolutely not." Ling Chi waved his hands repeatedly: "I have no interest in power, and after this matter in the demon realm is over, I will be traveling. Let's leave the management of our sect to someone else!" He paused, "Although Su Yao is not capable enough, she has managed our sect for many years and is familiar with all the affairs of our sect. As long as Senior Brother Xuan Xiao can keep her in check, he can give her an important position."

Xuanxiao looked at him and said, "Junior Brother Ling is indeed a humble person, but I plan to lead the entire Qionghua Sect to ascend to the Immortal Realm after the war in the Demon Realm. Junior Brother Ling can travel after our sect ascends."

"Ascend to the Immortal Realm?" Ling Chi shook his head: "Senior Brother Xuanxiao, do you think it's better to be under the control of gods and immortals after ascending to the Immortal Realm, or to become a high and mighty sword immortal in the mortal world, admired by all?"

"..." Xuanxiao frowned and asked, "What do you mean, Junior Brother Ling?"

"Several years ago, I heard the words of the Candle Dragon of Buzhou Mountain: the stability of the Six Realms is the ideal of the God Realm. Humans who dream of ascending to immortality will surely be suppressed by the God Realm. I am afraid that our sect will not be able to ascend, but will instead be destroyed by the Gods."

"What!?" Xuanxiao jumped up, his face contorted with rage: "How dare the gods do this!?"

"Among the beings of the Six Realms, the Gods are the strongest. What wouldn't they dare to do?" Ling Chi smiled faintly. "Back then, the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi wanted to exterminate the human race. If it weren't for the mercy of the Goddess Nuwa who protected the human race, we would probably have perished long ago. Later, the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi closed the passage to the God Realm, cutting off the human race's path to the God Realm. Human cultivators exhausted all their strength, but they could only ascend to the Immortal Realm. However, immortals are different from gods. Gods have infinite lifespans, while immortals have finite lifespans. If they cannot go to the God Realm, immortals will die sooner or later."

"The immortals are the most dissatisfied with the closure of the passage to the divine realm. Senior Brother Xuanxiao, think about it. The number of immortals is small, so the gods don't care. But if the number of immortals becomes too large and forms a force that cannot be underestimated, will the gods sit idly by?"

"..." Xuanxiao's expression shifted between light and dark. Finally, he plunged his sword into the ground and roared, "The gods are despicable!"

Ling Chi shook his head: "Senior Brother Xuanxiao, you yourself said the saying 'the strong are respected'."

"..." Xuanxiao was speechless.

“I don’t object to Senior Brother Xuanxiao’s desire to ascend to the Immortal Realm, but please don’t take our sect with you. That would only destroy the Qionghua Sect,” Ling Chi advised.

Xuanxiao remained silent.

“Senior Brother Xuanxiao’s cultivation is profound. He may have a great chance of ascending to the Immortal Realm on his own. If Senior Brother Xuanxiao succeeds in ascending, he can leave his cultivation experience to the Qionghua Sect for future generations to use when they ascend. This method is relatively gentle and will not attract too much attention from the gods. What do you think, Senior Brother Xuanxiao?” Ling Chi asked.

Xuanxiao was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's deal with the matter of the demon realm first, and then we can talk about other things later."

Ling Chi nodded and said, "Senior Brother Xuanxiao, it's about time. Let's go and take over the throne!"

Xuanxiao gnawed on two pieces of pork ribs, took a big gulp of wine, and said, "Let's go!"

"..."

……

Su Yao abdicated and Xuan Xiao took over. Within a few hours, the Qionghua Sect underwent a dramatic change.

Of course, some people disagreed, the most so being Su Xin, but after Xuan Xiao crushed him with absolute strength, no one else voiced any objection.

In a world where the strong rule, that's just how reality is.

Having avoided going mad from his cultivation, Xuanxiao displayed extraordinary skill. He first promised all his disciples that after the great war in the demon realm, he would distribute more advanced cultivation techniques for them to practice, and those who performed exceptionally well would gain higher status and power. From then on, the Qionghua Sect respected the strong; the weak could only strive to cultivate if they wanted to climb the ranks, but it was absolutely impossible for the weak to attain high positions.

This promise thrilled all the talented disciples of Qionghua Sect. They were all exceptionally gifted, but after joining the sect, they were constantly suppressed by Su Yao. Their resentment had been building up in their hearts, but they were powerless to do anything about it.

Now that Xuanxiao has ascended to the throne, he has given these geniuses ample opportunities. From now on, they can finally fully display their talents. As for those who relied on Suyao's influence but have mediocre talents, they are going to be in trouble.

Over the years, they have relied on Su Yao's support, but they have offended many people. Without Su Yao's support, their hard times are likely to begin.

After Xuanxiao finished his speech, these people began to think about how to break away from the Qionghua Sect.

The happiest person among them was Yun Tianhe: "Big brother has become the sect leader, that's wonderful!"

"Yes!" Han Lingsha laughed, "I never thought that Tianhe's elder brother would become the sect leader. From now on, we can walk around the Qionghua Sect with our heads held high."

"Hmph!" Xuanji curled her lip: "Even if he doesn't become the sect leader, the disciples of our Sword Forging Valley can still walk sideways."

Han Lingsha smiled and said, "What Senior Sister says is true, but it's better for Xuanxiao to become the sect leader than for Suyao to become the sect leader. Moreover, he can cultivate more advanced techniques in the future, which is much better than the stingy Suyao."

“That’s true.” Xuanji thought about it and agreed.

The martial arts techniques of Sword Forging Valley were passed down from Zong Lian, and everyone in Sword Forging Valley practices Zong Lian's techniques, including Murong Ziying. Although Murong Ziying is not a disciple of Sword Forging Valley, Zong Lian regarded him as his successor, not only teaching him the art of sword forging but also his own martial arts techniques. In addition, with the care of Ling Chi, Shuang'er, and others over the years, Murong Ziying's strength is much greater than his character in the game, and he is already at the intersection of purple and red.

However, no matter how powerful the techniques of Sword Forging Valley are, they are definitely not as advanced as the techniques cultivated by the sect leader. Su Yao lacks talent, but she was able to reach the red level early on because she cultivated the top-level techniques that only the sect leader could cultivate.

However, cultivation techniques are ultimately only an auxiliary tool. Whether one is powerful or not depends primarily on talent. Even if the cultivation technique he practiced was a little inferior, Murong Ziying has now reached the intersection of purple and red, and a breakthrough is just around the corner.

"Mengli, why aren't you saying anything?" While they were chatting animatedly, Han Lingsha noticed that Liu Mengli remained silent and couldn't help but step forward to ask.

"It's nothing," Liu Mengli shook her head and said, "I just didn't expect so many things to happen today."

“Indeed.” Han Lingsha felt the same way. They had just returned from searching for the Three Cold Artifacts when Xuanxiao broke out of the ice. After receiving treatment from his master, he actually ascended to the position of sect leader.

It's no wonder Liu Mengli was in a daze after experiencing so much in one day.

"Mengli, if you're tired, go back and rest!" Han Lingsha said. "It's said that the demon realm will descend tonight. Get plenty of rest so you can prepare for this great battle."

“…Mm.” Liu Mengli nodded and left first.

……

"Ah! I absolutely cannot accept this! I absolutely cannot accept this!"

In Sword Forging Valley, Liu Mengli had just returned when she heard a woman's shouts coming from her master's room. Judging from the voice, it sounded like her Uncle Su Xin.

"..." Liu Mengli silently walked to the door and pressed her ear against it.

"That's not up to you."

It was her master's voice, and Liu Mengli's heart stirred.

"I would rather die than submit!"

"Why bother? Since there's no way to resist, why not just enjoy it?"

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"Bastard! I trusted you so much, and you treat me like this."

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"I'm only treating you this way because it's you. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't even acknowledge them."

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"Nonsense, um... be gentle."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

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Liu Mengli couldn't stand it anymore, so she immediately pushed open the door and went in. She then saw Su Xin sitting at the table drinking wine, while Ling Chi was tapping Su Xin's back with a back-tapping device.

The two turned to look at her, and Ling Chi said, "You're back!"

"Ah? Yes." Liu Mengli blushed and bowed, saying, "Mengli greets Teacher and Martial Uncle."

“Mengli, you’ve come at the perfect time. Come and have a couple of drinks with me.” Su Xin was already flushed from drinking. “Your master is so unpleasant. He actually tried to fool me with low-alcohol liquor. I can’t even get drunk.”

Liu Mengli said, "A little drink is pleasant, but too much drink is harmful to the body. Master is also thinking about Uncle's health."

"Hmph! You master and disciple are a den of snakes and rats, neither of you is pleasant." Su Xin downed another large cup of wine: "Ah! Unpleasant! Unpleasant! I want to drink some strong liquor!"

"That's enough." Ling Chi tapped her on the head with the back massager: "I'm giving you good wine and giving you a back massage to help with the bruising, and you're still complaining. Are you asking for a beating?"

"Waaah, I'm so heartbroken!" Su Xin slumped onto the table and cried, "My senior sister's nineteen years of hard work have been stolen by Xuan Xiao, I hate it!"

“What’s the use of hatred?” Ling Chi patted her back a few more times and said, “In this world, the strong are respected and the weak are the original sin. If you are weak, you will have to bear all the injustices of the world; if you are strong, you can get everything. Instead of crying and making a fuss here, you should cultivate properly. When you defeat Xuan Xiao, the position of sect leader will naturally be returned to you.”

"You make it sound so easy." Su Xin wiped away her tears and said, "Xuan Xiao is the number one genius of the Qionghua Sect in hundreds of years. Nineteen years ago, he was second only to the Taiqing Sect Leader. Although he was frozen for nineteen years, he practiced without stopping for a moment. His strength is more than twice that of nineteen years ago. Even if I cultivate for a lifetime, I am no match for him. How can I take him back?"

Finally, Su Xin uttered a blunt truth: "Damn genius!"

“Actually, everyone in the world is a genius, but the direction of genius is different,” Ling Chi said. “Some people are geniuses in performing arts, some are geniuses in embroidery, some are geniuses in horse breeding, some are geniuses in farming, and you, junior sister, are also a genius, but it seems that your direction of genius is not cultivation.”

Su Xin was displeased upon hearing this: "Yes! My talent has never been cultivating immortality, but I have worked hard to get to this point, what more do you want from me?"

"You could try finding something you enjoy doing," Ling Chi said. "I've noticed you often tinker with ingenious little gadgets; you're quite skillful. How about trying to become a puppeteer?"

"A puppeteer?" Su Xin asked, "What is a puppeteer?"

"The puppeteer is a profession that combines mechanical arts and witchcraft to create puppets," Ling Chi said. "It is said that the puppets created by puppeteers can sing and dance, and are no different from living people. Advanced puppeteers can even create a large number of combat puppets, whose strength is no less than that of ordinary sword immortals."

"That's amazing?" Su Xin's eyes lit up. "It sounds pretty good. Does Senior Brother Ling know any puppeteers?"

"I don't know him." Ling Chi shook his head.

"Nonsense!" Su Xin rolled her eyes. "I don't know you, so why are you talking so much?"

Ling Chi smiled and said, "I don't know him, but I can find out by asking around when I go down the mountain." He paused and added, "Anyway, you're not happy with Xuanxiao being the sect leader. After the matter in the demon realm is over, you can go down the mountain and look for him."

“That’s right!” Su Xin’s eyes lit up. The more she thought about it, the more she agreed. She nodded repeatedly. “Senior Brother Ling is right. Anyway, Senior Sister is no longer the sect leader. After the Demon Realm is over, I will go down the mountain to find the Puppet Master.”

"No rush," Ling Chi said. "After the Demon Realm, I will also be traveling. Would you like to come with me?"

"Senior Brother Ling is also going out?" Su Xin asked in surprise, "Why? Didn't you support Xuan Xiao?!"

“I support Xuanxiao, but that doesn’t stop me from going down the mountain to travel!” Ling Chi laughed. “I’ve stayed in Qionghua Sect all these years for the sake of the demon realm. If the demon realm matter is resolved this time, there’s no need for me to stay.”

Su Xin was silent for a moment, then said, "That's right. Senior Brother Ling is different from me. You came to the sect with your own skills. You were already a member of the martial arts world back then. After the crisis of our sect, it would have been more than enough for you to leave."

"Don't make me sound so heartless." Ling Chi gave her a hard slap on the back: "I'm just traveling, it's not like I'm not coming back."

"Ouch!" Su Xin cried out, breaking out in a cold sweat, "What are you doing? It hurts so much!"

"The blood stasis has dissipated." Ling Chi tossed aside the back massager and said, "Use your internal energy to force the blood stasis out!"

"Huh?" Su Xin twisted her waist and back: "It really doesn't hurt anymore."

After using her internal energy to force the stagnant blood out of her right fingertips, Su Xin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Ling. I misunderstood you."

"No need for thanks. You still haven't answered me. Will you come down the mountain with me?" Ling Chi asked.

Su Xin thought for a moment and said, "Let me ask my senior sister first and then I'll give you an answer."

"What?" Ling Chi said, "You still want to drag Su Yao down the mountain?"