Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

A bunch of useless trash!

But Lin Yueru...

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of Lin Yueru, a high-level purple-rank diner. Her level is too low to count towards the conquest count. High-level purple recipe dropped: Martial Arts Genius."

"Martial Arts Genius: Advanced Purple Recipe, Martial Arts Talent +5, Valid Uses: 3 times".

A good recipe.

At only eighteen years old, Lin Yueru already possesses advanced purple-level strength; her martial arts talent is indeed extraordinary.

Comparable to elite disciples of immortal cultivation sects.

After half a day, there were more than two hundred recipes, mostly in blue, with only three in purple, including Lin Yueru's.

Sigh! They really are a bunch of useless trash.

"Alright." After selling the last piece of cornbread, Ling Chi said to Lin Yueru, "You can go now."

"..." Lin Yueru felt very aggrieved.

If you want them to sell, they'll sell; if you want them to leave, they'll leave?

There's no such thing as a free lunch!

I'll show you today what it means to invite a god but find it hard to send him away!

"Yes, senior." Lin Yueru ran off quickly: Damn it! I never want to see you again.

……

Ling Chi tossed the cloth bag full of silver and said happily, "Now you've raised enough for your travel expenses."

Zhao Ling'er: "..."

After selling out of food, and as it was getting late, Ling Chi and Zhao Ling'er didn't wander around anymore and went straight back to the inn.

Although it was getting late, the inn was still bustling with activity. Every table was full of people, and almost everyone was talking about the Lin family's daughter's martial arts contest to find a husband. It had become quite a big event in the martial arts world.

Zhao Ling'er, who was in a guest room on the second floor, overheard these people talking and asked, "Master, are they talking about that Miss Lin?"

"Didn't you already know?" Ling Chi stretched on the bed and said, "That's enough for today! Let's go to the Chef God Space."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhao Ling'er's eyes: "Mm."

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "Do you want to sleep with your teacher?"

Zhao Ling'er blushed, clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands and rubbing them incessantly.

"..."

Ling Chi blinked, shifted her body slightly to the inside of the bed, and patted the empty space on the bed: "Come on over!"

Zhao Ling'er's face lit up with joy. She silently walked to the bedside, took off her embroidered shoes, and lay down.

Feeling her heart pounding, Ling Chi ruffled her hair and asked, "What, do you want to sleep with your teacher?"

Zhao Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then her face turned even redder: "Sister Shuang'er said... said... that kitchen helpers are all..."

She couldn't continue.

"..."

I understand now. It must have been Shuang'er who said a few extra things last night that led Zhao Ling'er to have these little thoughts.

Although Shuang'er is right.

"Don't rush," Ling Chi smiled. "I prefer things to happen naturally; there's no need to force yourself."

Zhao Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief, but also blushed and shook her head, saying, "Ling'er is willing... but... but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

“So there’s no need to rush,” Ling Chi said. “I won’t do anything until you’re ready.”

"Mm." Zhao Ling'er looked grateful.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Ling'er looked up at him and asked, "Master, can you tell me about your past?"

"My past?" Ling Chi's eyes glazed over for a moment: it had been a long time since anyone had asked about his past, and he had almost forgotten it himself.

"I went there..."

Chapter 46 Lin Tiannan's existential crisis

The next morning, just as Ling Chi and Zhao Ling'er finished breakfast and were about to go out, they were stopped downstairs by a middle-aged man who looked like a butler: "May I ask if you are Young Master Ling?"

Ling Chi looked at him and said, "It's me. What's up?"

"Young hero, do you remember Miss Lin who helped you sell food yesterday?" the middle-aged butler asked.

"Oh?" Ling Chi smiled. "What? Are you the steward of the Lin family manor?"

"I am Lin Zhong, the steward of Lin Family Fortress." Lin Zhong said respectfully, "My master was very pleased to learn that you, young hero, have managed to subdue my young lady. He specially sent me to invite you to visit Lin Family Fortress."

"There's no need for me to be a guest." Ling Chi waved his hand. "I appreciate Lord Lin's kindness. But I have to accompany my disciple on his travels and don't have time to go. I'll apologize to Lord Lin when I have more time in the future."

"This..." Lin Zhong was stunned. He never dreamed that someone would disrespect the Lin Family Fortress, and that the reason for their refusal would be so bizarre.

To keep his apprentice company?

Is it that you've become arrogant, young hero, or that the Lin Family Fortress is no longer capable of wielding its sword?

"That's it, Ling'er, I'm leaving." Ling Chi turned to Zhao Ling'er behind him and said.

Ling Chi refused the Lin Family Fort's invitation to spend time with her, a reason that seemed bizarre to Lin Zhong, but deeply touching to Zhao Ling'er: Master...

“Master, let’s go to Lin Family Fort!” Zhao Ling’er said. “Ling’er has never been to Lin Family Fort before.”

"..." Ling Chi looked at her, Zhao Ling'er's eyes were very determined.

Ling Chi nodded, then turned to Lin Zhong and said, "Lead the way."

"...Young hero, please follow me."

……

Lin Family Fortress, the premier fortress in Jiangnan. Its lord, Lin Tiannan, dominates the region with his family's legendary swordsmanship, earning him the title of leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance, and the name "Southern Martial Arts Master." Having lost his wife early in life, he has a beloved only daughter, Lin Yueru, who has inherited his skills. At the tender age of thirteen, she was already invincible throughout Jiangnan. Now, his daughter is eighteen, but she is unable to find a suitable husband, causing Lin Tiannan considerable distress.

Last night, Lin Tiannan heard that his daughter had been subdued by a young knight-errant who sold food, and that his stubborn daughter had willingly sold food for him for an entire afternoon.

At that moment, Lin Tiannan was shocked and puzzled.

In this world, which young swordsman could subdue his daughter? In his mind, apart from those young sword immortals who had cultivated immortality since childhood, it seemed that there was no young man in the martial arts world who could match his daughter, let alone easily subdue her.

Last night I asked my daughter, but she said, "He's not a teenager at all. He must be an old monster who has cultivated immortality for many years and has the art of preserving his youth. Otherwise, he couldn't be that powerful."

Hearing this, Lin Tiannan hesitated, but since guessing was useless, he instructed his steward Lin Zhong to go to the inn where the young swordsman was staying the next morning to invite him to visit Lin Family Fort.

He wanted to see if the person who had subdued his daughter was really an old monster with the secret to eternal youth.

……

"Master, Young Master Ling and his apprentice have arrived." In the main hall of Lin Family Fort, Steward Lin Zhong brought Ling Chi and Zhao Ling'er.

Lin Tiannan's eyes lit up when he saw the white-clad boy in front of him, who was about the same age as his daughter.

What a handsome and dashing young man!

Lin Tiannan, beaming, stood up and said, "Young hero, your presence is an honor to my humble abode! Hahaha."

"Lord Lin, you are too kind." Ling Chi clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "If Lin Family Fort is a humble abode, then I'm afraid most people in this world live in dog kennels."

"Haha, young hero, you're so witty!" Lin Tiannan laughed, with the air of a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law and growing more and more pleased.

Turning his head, he saw Zhao Ling'er behind Ling Chi and couldn't help but admire her: What a spirited little girl!

"Young hero, may I ask who this young lady is?" Lin Tiannan asked.

“This is my apprentice, Zhao Ling’er.” Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, “Ling’er, greet Lord Lin.”

Zhao Ling'er nodded and said with a smile, "Greetings, Lord Lin, I am Ling'er."

Lin Tiannan chuckled and said, "Very well, Miss Ling'er is full of spirit, while my daughter is far inferior."

"You flatter me, Lord Lin." Zhao Ling'er chuckled, having a very good impression of Lin Tiannan.

Ling Chi smiled slightly and asked, "May I ask what brings Lord Lin here?"

"It's nothing serious, I just wanted to make friends with a young hero like you," Lin Tiannan chuckled. "Please have a seat, young hero. Chunlan, bring some tea!"

A pretty young maidservant came over with a teacup: "Young hero, please have some tea."

Ling Chi nodded with a smile. The little maid blushed and brought Zhao Ling'er another cup of tea: "Please have some tea, Miss."

"Thank you," Zhao Ling'er quickly thanked her, and the little maid smiled radiantly, "You're welcome."

After the maidservant left, Lin Tiannan said cheerfully, "May I ask your name, young hero?"

“My name is Ling Chi,” Ling Chi said. “Ling means soaring ambition, and Chi means wine pool and meat forest.”

"Uh... Young hero's name is quite meaningful." Lin Tiannan didn't know what to say, after all, "wine pool and meat forest" was not a good phrase.

“After all, I’m a chef,” Ling Chi chuckled. “I’ve spent my whole life dealing with food and drink.”

"A chef?" Lin Tiannan was taken aback. "Young hero, you're a chef?"

“Yes!” Ling Chi said, “My cooking is quite delicious. Everyone who ate it yesterday said it was good. If you don’t believe me, you can ask your daughter. She almost swallowed her tongue.”

"..." Lin Tiannan was full of doubt: "But my daughter said that Young Master Ling's martial arts are superb..."

"Ah, to avoid being bullied, I learned some martial arts as a side job," Ling Chi said. "That's just my side job; my main job has always been a chef. My dream is to become the strongest chef in the entire universe, and I'm currently working towards that goal."

"..." Lin Tiannan didn't know where to begin his complaint.

You learned martial arts just to avoid being bullied, and you became so good at it? You turned a side job into a master, are you perhaps even better at cooking than martial arts?

Why don't you just fly to the sky!

"Well, Young Master Ling, you have quite the ambition." Lin Tiannan chuckled twice and asked, "May I ask where Young Master Ling learned his martial arts?"

“I’ve studied a bit of everything and have studied under many masters. The last time I became a disciple was with the Qionghua Sect,” Ling Chi said.

Qionghua Sect!?

Lin Tiannan was surprised: "So Young Hero Ling is a top disciple of the Qionghua Sect. No wonder he is so accomplished at such a young age."

"It's alright." Ling Chi smiled, took a sip of tea, and subconsciously frowned.