Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

The girl was surrounded by ethereal energy, making her seem like a celestial being.

It was Zhao Ling'er, who had just turned sixteen.

"Have you finished your homework?" Ling Chi asked.

"Hmm." Zhao Ling'er nodded, somewhat proudly saying, "Master, Ling'er can now summon the Martial God."

"Oh?" Ling Chi looked at her with some surprise. Zhao Ling'er puffed out her chest and raised her head, looking like she was saying, "Praise me, praise me!"

Ling Chi chuckled and said, "Being able to summon the God of War shows you've already completed your apprenticeship." He paused, then added, "It's time to return to Miao territory."

pat-

The twisted dough stick fell to the ground.

Zhao Ling'er's face paled, and her eyes dimmed.

She knew this day would come sooner or later; it was her destiny. She had already prepared herself mentally, but when the day actually arrived, she found herself in such agony.

Ling Chi sucked the twisted dough sticks on the ground into his hand, blew off the dust, and said, "Who knows that every grain of rice on the plate is the result of hard work?"

"I'm sorry, Master." Zhao Ling'er took the twisted dough stick and silently finished it.

Ling Chi nodded with a smile: "To know one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue."

Zhao Ling'er's eyes were filled with tears: "Master, Ling'er can't bear to part with you... and I can't bear to part with Sister Shuang'er either."

"It's just fulfilling your responsibilities, not disappearing forever." Ling Chi stroked her hair and said, "If you don't want to leave, I can help you cancel..."

“No.” Zhao Ling’er shook her head and said, “This is Ling’er’s responsibility, and Ling’er cannot shirk it.”

"Good child." Ling Chi was very pleased. In the past ten years, he had not led Ling'er astray. Ling'er was still the same Ling'er.

"Don't worry! I've already prepared." Ling Chi produced a plate of food shimmering with a deep red light: "Eat it."

This was the first time Zhao Ling'er had ever seen a dish shimmering with red light. The highest-grade dish she had ever eaten was only purple, and her cooking skills were only at the blue level. She knew how far she was from achieving red-level cooking skills.

"Master, did you make this?" Zhao Ling'er asked a silly question.

Ling Chi chuckled lightly: "If it's not your teacher, then who else could it be?"

Zhao Ling'er blushed, and her stomach growled a few times. The dish was simply too tempting for her; her very soul was going crazy for it: I want to eat it! I want to eat it! I want to eat it!

"Thank you, Master." Zhao Ling'er picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

"Um--"

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of Zhao Ling'er, a top-tier red-level diner. Conquest count +1. Top-tier red-level recipe dropped - Nuwa's Curse."

"Nuwa's Curse: Top-tier red recipe. Characters below the gold level are destined for a tragic end. The effect cannot be stacked."

"..."

Upon seeing the grade and efficacy of this recipe, Ling Chi was speechless.

Lin Qing'er's saintly heart, Zhao Ling'er's tragic end, how come the recipes revealed by the Nuwa clan are all so bizarre?

The Nuwa clan is truly terrifying.

Zhao Ling'er snapped out of her daze and eagerly devoured the dish, leaving her face flushed with satisfaction and a lingering sense of wanting more: "Master, what's this dish called? It was so delicious."

"It will live upon contact with water," Ling Chi said. "This dish was made from the flesh of a Water Demon Beast. As long as a Water Demon Beast encounters water, even if it dies, it can regenerate infinitely. One Water Demon Beast is enough for me to use for a lifetime. While this dish cannot regenerate upon contact with water, as long as you are alive, even if you suffer a severe injury, you can be healed upon contact with water. After you eat this dish, as long as you are in a place with water, you can almost guarantee that you will not die."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Zhao Ling'er exclaimed in amazement. "If Ling'er fights in the ocean, wouldn't she be invincible?"

"It can only be said that you are invincible at the same level," Ling Chi said. "If the difference in strength is too great, and the opponent kills you with one blow, no amount of water will help."

"Oh." Zhao Ling'er became a little more honest: "But that's still amazing, thank you Master."

"You're welcome." Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, "Now, I have something to ask you, and you must answer truthfully."

"What does Master want to ask?" Zhao Ling'er blinked.

"If..." Ling Chi said, "Is it possible to travel through countless worlds and achieve immortality?"

"What kind of question is this?" Zhao Ling'er asked, puzzled. "Master, are you teasing Ling'er?"

"Just take that as an answer!" Ling Chi said. "And what's your answer?"

"If there's such an opportunity, Ling'er would definitely want it," Zhao Ling'er said. "The vast world must be so much fun."

Ling Chi chuckled and said, "Keep this innocence and joy in your heart, and your teacher will take you on the fast track."

"Get on the highway?" Zhao Ling'er blinked. "What do you mean?"

"It means the experienced driver is about to take off."

Chef's Space.

"Recruit Zhao Ling'er as a kitchen helper."

"Ding, Zhao Ling'er, the sixth assistant chef, has been successfully recruited."

……

"Mother!" Zhao Ling'er saw Lin Qing'er, whom she hadn't seen for ten years, at the farm. The mother and daughter were overjoyed to be reunited.

"Ling'er!"

Ling Chi said, "You and your daughter must have a lot to talk about. I'll go out first, and you can chat slowly."

Lin Qing'er nodded, and Zhao Ling'er softly hummed in agreement: "Master, thank you."

Ling Chi smiled slightly, then turned and left.

After he left the farm, Zhao Ling'er took Lin Qing'er's hand and asked, "Mother, what exactly happened? Why are you here? And where is this place?"

"Don't rush," Lin Qing'er said. "Mother will tell you everything. Come with me first!"

soon.

After listening to Lin Qing'er's account, Zhao Ling'er was in a daze, never dreaming that the truth would be like this.

"It is because of your master that I survived ten years ago; it is because of your master that the Moon Worship Cult Leader became a good person; it is because of your master that I was reborn in this world in another form six years ago; it is because of your master that we can meet again." Lin Qing'er said, "Ling'er, it is your good fortune to become a kitchen helper. You must do your best to repay your master in the future, and do not be arrogant because of his favor."

"..." Zhao Ling'er nodded: "Mother, I will."

"That's good." Lin Qing'er smiled with relief and said, "Since you've just come in, let me show you around and introduce you to the people here."

"Ah."

……

That night, Huang Rong and the others entered the space at the same time and met Zhao Ling'er.

As the sixth assistant cook, Huang Rong and the others were very friendly to Zhao Ling'er. However, when Zhao Ling'er met Huang Rong and the others, she was stunned by their beauty.

Zhao Ling'er herself was extremely beautiful, but compared to Huang Rong, Liu Mengli, and others who had consumed countless beauty-enhancing foods, she was still far inferior. Fortunately, Zhao Ling'er was not insecure, because her bloodline of Nuwa gave her a commanding presence that was in no way inferior, and even subtly overshadowed the other women.

Liu An watched the women vying for attention and popped a pill into his mouth: "Hmph, no woman is as good as an elixir."

Liu An went further and further down the path of drug addiction.

"Ling'er." After Zhao Ling'er and the senior kitchen helpers had gotten to know each other, Ling Chi called Zhao Ling'er over and said, "There's still a month left until the ten-year deadline. Will you stay on Immortal Spirit Island for this month? Or go back early? Or... will your master take you traveling around for a month?"

Upon hearing the last option, Zhao Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she said, "Master, Ling'er wants to go sightseeing."

If you miss this opportunity, you may never have another one.

Seeing her barely concealed longing, Ling Chi nodded: "Alright, tomorrow morning, your teacher will take you to Suzhou for a few days."

Zhao Ling'er nodded happily: "Mm."

……

Meanwhile, at the Shilipo Mountain God Temple.

Li Xiaoyao received guidance from the Drunken Sword Immortal here and learned the art of sword control overnight. After teaching Li Xiaoyao, the Drunken Sword Immortal soared into the sky and disappeared.

"Riding the wind on my sword, I vanquish demons across the land. Without wine, I am carefree and unrestrained; without wine, I am still mad. One drink empties rivers and lakes; another swallows the sun and moon. A thousand cups cannot make me drunk; I am the Wine Sword Immortal."

The Sword Immortal made a grand show and ran away, feeling quite pleased with himself. But his enjoyment didn't last long; he was slapped down from mid-air by a giant hand.

"Serves you right for showing off!"

With a loud thud, the Sword Immortal cried out in pain and fell headfirst to the ground, his face bruised and swollen.

"What...what kind of monster is this?" The Drunken Sword Immortal got up from the ground, ready to fight the 'monster' to the death.

Ling Chi slowly descended from the sky and stood in front of the Drunken Sword Immortal, saying calmly, "Situ Zhong, it's been several years since we last met, and you still haven't made any progress."

"Senior Ling... Senior Ling!" Upon recognizing the newcomer, the Drunken Sword Immortal broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly bowed deeply, saying, "Junior Situ Zhong greets Senior Ling."

Ling Chi looked at him and said, "Situ Zhong, you're passing by my Immortal Spirit Island, why don't you pay your respects?"

The Sword Immortal broke out in a cold sweat: "This junior is in a sorry state. It would be too impolite of me to go and pay my respects to you, senior."

Ling Chi couldn't find fault with this reason: "If that's the case, why teach Li Xiaoyao the Shu Mountain Sword Technique?"

"This..." The Drunken Sword Immortal frowned slightly and said, "Senior Ling, this is an internal matter of our Shu Mountain Sect."

"..." Ling Chi nodded: "If that's the case, I really shouldn't interfere, but I've met Li Xiaoyao once, and you have no connection with him, yet you passed on your immortal techniques to him, so I have to be concerned."

"I see." The Drunken Sword Immortal breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Reporting to Senior Ling, I recently had a sudden urge to consult the oracle, and it turned out that my disciple was in Shengyu Village. After screening, I chose Li Xiaoyao."

Every cultivation sect has some means of predicting good and bad fortune. As the second most powerful figure in the Shu Mountain Sect after the Sword Saint, it is only natural that the Drunken Sword Immortal knows some divination.

Ling Chi suddenly realized why the Drunken Sword Immortal had taught Li Xiaoyao the Shu Mountain Sect's sword techniques after drinking a sip of watered-down wine.

He used to guess it was the so-called protagonist's halo, but after thinking about it carefully, this reason definitely wouldn't work. Although the TV series gave the answer, Ling Chi didn't think the game world and the TV series were the same thing.

I couldn't understand it before, but now I finally know the reason.

“Li Xiaoyao has extremely high talent and may become the future leader of the Shu Mountain Sect,” Ling Chi said. “Since you have taken him as your disciple, you must fulfill your responsibilities as a teacher to prevent him from going astray.”

"Senior Ling's words of advice are truly wise; I have learned my lesson." The Sword Immortal bowed with clasped hands, but his face fell.

He was used to traveling the world alone, drinking fine wine and slaying demons. It would be too much for him to take a child with him.

"Since you've learned something, go see Li Xiaoyao's aunt and ask her to agree to let Li Xiaoyao travel the world with you." Ling Chi said calmly, "I will visit the Shu Mountain Sect a month later. At that time, I will assess Li Xiaoyao's cultivation and strength. If you fail to fulfill your responsibilities as a master, I will make you pay."

The Sword Immortal was so frightened that he trembled.

"If you do well, there will be a reward." With that, Ling Chi vanished into thin air.

The Sword Immortal's expression was complicated, and he sighed, "Alas! So be it, so be it."

The Sword Immortal took the wine gourd from his waist, drank the wine in it in one gulp, and flew towards Shengyu Village with the gourd on his hind legs.