Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Hmph!" Su Xin said, "Senior Sister must be having a hard time under Xuan Xiao. Rather than that, she might as well come down the mountain with me."

"Very well." Ling Chi nodded and said, "After this, the Qionghua Sect will likely undergo a dramatic change."

Liu Mengli: "..."

Sensing Liu Mengli's sudden change in mood, Ling Chi waved to Su Xin: "Your injury is healed now, hurry back!"

"Oh, then I'm leaving." Su Xin stood up: "Mengli, prepare well, don't die."

Liu Mengli stood up and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your concern, Martial Uncle. Please take care as well."

"Don't talk about death or anything, the demon race might not dare to make a move," Ling Chi said. "In my opinion, it's just a formality at most, there's no danger."

"If only that were true." Su Xin smiled and left Sword Forging Valley.

After seeing Su Xin off, Ling Chi said to Liu Mengli, "Mengli, is there something you want to say?"

"..."

Liu Mengli was silent for a moment, then said, "Teacher, I remember now."

After saying that, she lowered her eyes sadly.

"Oh." Ling Chi turned and walked towards the kitchen: "Dinner will be ready soon. If you're tired, go and rest for a while."

Liu Mengli was stunned: "Teacher..."

In the evening, everyone returned, and Ling Chi prepared a large table of dishes. Feng Huo Lei was suspended above the table for lighting, and everyone ate outdoors.

"Wow! What a feast!" Han Lingsha exclaimed upon seeing the huge table of dishes. "Master, what day is it today? Why are there so many dishes, and they're all red?"

Everyone looked at him with questioning eyes.

A banquet entirely in red is a rare sight.

“After midnight today, the demon realm will fly to Juanyun Terrace. If the demons don’t come, that’s fine. But if they do come, everyone must protect yourselves and not die easily.” Ling Chi raised his wine cup: “If anyone dies, this will be the last supper.”

"Pah, pah, pah!" Huang Rong spat three times and said, "What 'last supper'? It's not auspicious at all."

"Master, don't worry, we will all survive," Xuanji said. "I will also protect my junior brothers and sisters."

“You are all girls, so it should be me, a boy, who protects you.” Yun Tianhe slammed his right fist into his left palm: “Master, don’t worry, I will protect my senior sister and junior sister.”

Ling Chi chuckled lightly: "Tianhe is right, a man should protect a woman. However, among all the disciples, besides Ling Sha, you are the weakest. How will you protect them?"

"Huh? This... I..." Yun Tianhe scratched the back of his head and said, "If they are in danger, I will protect them even if it costs me my life."

"Alright! Who needs your protection?" Xuanji said. "Just take care of yourself and don't distract us."

Xuanqin smiled and said, "Although Junior Brother's cultivation is still a bit lacking, his intentions are good. Thank you."

"No, it's nothing." Yun Tianhe scratched the back of his head and said, "Father said that women are weak, and we men must protect women. A man who cannot protect women is not a man."

“Your dad really has told you quite a lot.” Ling Chi was somewhat speechless: Why is the Yun Tianqing I met different from the one Tianhe described? The difference in their styles is just too great.

“Father has said quite a bit,” Yun Tianhe chuckled. “Father also said…”

"That's enough, no need to say anymore." Ling Chi interrupted him: "Actually, there's one more thing that I need to make clear to you."

Liu Mengli's delicate body trembled slightly.

"Master, what's so important to you?" Xuanji asked curiously, then suddenly exclaimed, "Master, you don't mean to kill Uncle-Master Xuanxiao and become the sect leader yourself, do you?"

Ling Chi slapped her on the forehead: "Nonsense!"

"Ouch!" Xuanji clutched her forehead, and Xuexue cried out in pain, "Master, it hurts so much!"

"I hope it hurts to death." Ling Chi glared at her. "Is it okay to say something like that?"

Xuanji realized she had gone a bit too far this time, so she stuck out her tongue and pretended to be a grandson.

"Senior Uncle, what is it you want to talk about?" Xuanqin asked. "Is it important?"

“Whether it’s important or not depends on the person.” Ling Chi glanced at Liu Mengli and saw that her eyes were lowered. He said, “But for everyone in our Sword Forging Valley, it is a very important event.”

"Something big?" Han Lingsha was startled. "Master, what's so big?"

Shuang'er, Huang Rong, and Shang Xiuxun all looked at Liu Mengli at the same time; they had already guessed it.

“This matter is related to Mengli,” Ling Chi said.

"Junior Sister Mengli (Senior Sister)?" Everyone was shocked. Xuanji quickly asked, "Master, what happened to Junior Sister Mengli? Does she have a terminal illness and not long for this world?"

Snapped--

"Ouch!" Xuanji clutched the large bump on her head, almost crying from the pain.

Ling Chi snapped his fingers and said, "This is what will happen to anyone who dares to talk nonsense again."

The disciples sat upright, and even Shuang'er and the others subconsciously straightened their posture.

“Actually, Mengli is about to leave us.” Ling Chi’s words immediately caused an uproar.

"Junior Sister Mengli (Senior Sister) is leaving!?" Xuanji forgot all about the pain: "Why!? Junior Sister, where are you going?"

"I..." Liu Mengli couldn't speak.

"Let me tell you!" Ling Chi said, "Actually, Meng Li is not human, but a demon girl who was rescued by Tianhe's father nineteen years ago."

"What!?" The disciples were shocked.

Xuanji's face turned pale: "Junior sister... is a demon?"

"Don't make a fuss," Ling Chi said. "The world is full of various races. Gods, immortals, and demons are all living beings in the world, no different from humans. In my heart, there are good and bad people, and of course there are good and bad gods and demons. No matter what race they are, as long as they are good, they are worth befriending. If a bad person wants to kill a good demon, I will definitely kill the bad person and save the good demon."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent. Soon, Yun Tianhe said happily, "What Master said is the same as what Father said. Father said..."

"Are you ever going to stop?" Han Lingsha couldn't take it anymore: "You keep talking about your father, your father, isn't it annoying!"

"Oh." Yun Tianhe looked aggrieved and fell silent.

"Teacher..." Liu Mengli's eyes welled up with tears, her face like a pear blossom in the rain, so beautiful and lovely.

Ling Chi gave her a smile and said, "Back then, I met Tianhe's father and we became close friends. He told me a lot about Mengli's background, which is why I took Mengli as my disciple when she was eight years old."

"Ah? So Master already knew Tianhe's father!" Han Lingsha was very surprised.

“Otherwise, why would I have accepted Tianhe as my disciple?” Ling Chi said with a smile.

"That's true." Han Lingsha nodded. "With that savage's brains, if it weren't for Master's help, he'd still be hunting wild boars in the mountains!"

Everyone burst into laughter; it was a truly delightful sight.

Ling Chi laughed and said, "Tianhe is not as bad as you say. On the contrary, in terms of talent, Tianhe should be the highest among all of them."

"What!?" Xuanji retorted, "Junior brother's talent is higher than mine? I don't believe it!"

"Whether you believe it or not is unimportant." Ling Chi waved his hand: "If I say Tianhe has the highest talent, then he has the highest. Who dares to disagree?"

“Uh…” Xuanji continued to play the submissive role.

Xuanqin's eyes lit up: Senior Uncle, so handsome.

Seeing that no one dared to resist his tyranny, Ling Chi smiled and said, "Although Tianhe is not very bright, he has a pure heart and no distractions. As a result, he learns everything quickly. In terms of talent, he is probably no less than Xuanxiao."

"No way! Tianhe's talent is that high?" Han Lingsha was both surprised and happy. The surprise was self-evident, but the happiness stemmed from the feelings that had grown between them after spending two months together, sharing hardships and joys.

"Tianhe has such high talent, aren't you very happy?" Ling Chi looked at Han Lingsha and smiled mischievously.

Han Lingsha blushed: "His talent is high, what does that have to do with me? Why should I be happy, humph!"

Such classic tsundere behavior.

Everyone who witnessed this scene smiled knowingly.

If Ling Chi hadn't not finished telling her about Liu Mengli, Han Lingsha would have already fled in panic.

"Let's put Tianhe aside for now," Ling Chi said. "Mengli has regained her memories of the Demon Realm, so she must return when the Demon Realm comes. The Demon Realm descends every nineteen years, so this parting will be nineteen years before we meet again."

"Ah!? It'll take that long!" the disciples exclaimed in surprise.

"Mengli, please don't go, okay?" Han Lingsha hugged Liu Mengli's arm: "If you leave, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see you again."

"No, that won't happen," Liu Mengli comforted her. "Master has dishes that prolong life. Eating more of these will increase your lifespan, and you will definitely live a long time."

“But I’m cursed!” Han Lingsha said bitterly, “It has nothing to do with lifespan.”

"This..." Liu Mengli didn't know how to comfort him, and turned to look at Ling Chi.

"Don't worry!" Ling Chi said, "With your master here, you can't die even if you want to."

"Really!?" Before Han Lingsha could react, Yun Tianhe stood up excitedly: "Master, is Lingsha really not going to die?"

"Look how happy you are." Ling Chi looked at him with a half-smile: "Your wife doesn't have to die, aren't you happy?"

"Master, what are you saying!" Han Lingsha blushed deeply. "Who...who is his wife!?"

"Oh?" Ling Chi looked at her and said, "You dare say you don't want to marry him?"

“I…of course I don’t want to,” Han Lingsha said.

"Is...is that so?" Yun Tianhe looked disappointed: "So, Ling Sha, you don't want to marry me."

"Idiot...Idiot, why are you so upset?" Han Lingsha exclaimed anxiously, "I didn't mean anything by it, I just..."

"But what?" Yun Tianhe asked.

"I..." Han Lingsha punched him hard in the chest, then turned and ran away.

"Ouch!" Yun Tianhe clutched his chest in pain. "Why did you hit me?"

"You silly boy, hurry up and chase after them!" Huang Rong couldn't stand it anymore and urged him to go after them.

"Oh?" Although Yun Tianhe was puzzled, he still obediently followed after him.

After watching his figure disappear, everyone laughed.

“These two children are quite a good match,” Shuang’er said with a smile.

“One has the heart of a child, the other is more cunning than anyone else; they complement each other,” Ling Chi chuckled. “But let’s not talk about them anymore.” Turning to Liu Mengli, he said, “Mengli, I’m a little worried about you going back alone, so…”

He unsheathed the sword from his back, putting the Wind, Fire and Thunder sword back in its sheath, and said, "Keep this Wind, Fire and Thunder sword with you, just for self-defense."

Before Liu Mengli could speak, Feng Huo Lei burst out of the sword sheath, emitting a buzzing sound, as if saying: Dad, don't you love me anymore?

"Stop fooling around," Ling Chi scolded. "Meng Li is my disciple. Her future is uncertain. What's wrong with you taking care of her for your master?"

A hum of wind, fire, and thunder arose: Why me? I still have that broken sword.