Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Yang Chan shook her head, then turned and asked, "Second Brother, who is this?"

“He is the originator of the beauty dish you’ve been talking about, Ling Chi, the Heavenly Chef God,” Yang Jian said.

"Ah! So he's the God of Cookery!" Yang Chan covered her mouth with both hands, looking incredulous. She then took a closer look at Ling Chi's appearance. Sure enough, he had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and was extremely handsome. Although he was sitting on a small hill roasting a whole cow, which was not very elegant, it did not diminish his charm.

Yang Chan blushed and said, "I was unaware that the God of Cookery was in front of me. My apologies."

Ling Chi laughed and said, "I dare not accept such praise. The whole roasted ox will take another half an hour to be ready. The Third Holy Mother can have some tea and snacks to fill her stomach first. They are on the table next to us."

Yang Chan turned her head and saw a huge stone table protruding from the ground a dozen meters away. The stone table was covered with all kinds of ingredients, including melons, fruits, dried fruits, candied fruits, and many exquisite snacks, all radiating different kinds of light, as beautiful as a rainbow. Not far from the stone table, a middle-aged man who had transformed into a ten-meter giant was pushing a huge millstone and grinding soybeans to make soy milk. The aroma of soybeans was very strong, and it mixed with the aroma of the various ingredients on the stone table, making it very pleasant.

Tempted by the aroma, the Third Princess, though not hungry, felt a strong urge to eat and walked towards the stone table. Erlang Shen followed closely beside her. When the two siblings arrived at the stone table, they couldn't resist grabbing some of the delicious food and stuffing it into their mouths.

"Well--"

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of Yang Chan, a regular gold-level diner. Her level is too low to count as a conquest. You have obtained a regular gold-level recipe: 'Gentle on the outside, strong on the inside'."

"Gentle on the outside, strong on the inside: Ordinary gold recipe, gentleness +10, strength +10, effective use three times."

……

While Yang Chan was engrossed in the beautiful illusion, Ling Chi also took the time to check the effects of this new recipe. Overall, it was not bad. Although it did not increase various abilities, it was very helpful in enhancing external temperament and internal strength. Ling Chi was very satisfied.

As expected of Yang Jian's sister, the Third Holy Mother of Mount Hua.

Seeing his sister's blissful expression, Yang Jian couldn't help but smile broadly: Inviting Brother Ling over this time was definitely the right thing to do. My sister hasn't looked this happy since she rescued our mother that year.

Thinking of those beauty-enhancing dishes, Yang Jian was secretly delighted: "Third sister, I'm sure you'll love the gift your brother gave you."

Soon after, Yang Chan woke up from her blissful illusion and subconsciously put one tea snack after another into her mouth, repeatedly being conquered by them, feeling completely overwhelmed.

When Ling Chi finished roasting the whole cow, he used a knife to slice the whole cow into pieces like duck slices, put them into a huge plate, and then put them into the Chef God Space. The cow bones were not wasted either; they were all used to make soup, which would be used to make ramen for those grass-headed gods later.

Everything was ready. Ling Chi's figure returned to normal. He saw Yang Chan slumped on the stone table with a somewhat 'hei-face' expression, while Yang Jian ran over to Liu An and transformed into a giant, grinding soybeans together. He was speechless.

He walked over to Yang Chan's side and waited for her to come to her senses. Seeing that she wanted to eat more, he quickly said, "Third Holy Mother, these ingredients are not suitable for eating too much. Please control your appetite."

Hearing Ling Chi's dissuasion, Yang Chan turned to look at him. She had felt a little incongruous when he turned into a giant before, but now she could truly feel the charm of his invincible good looks. She blushed and said, "In that case, I won't eat it."

Ling Chi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "It's not that we don't want the Third Holy Mother to eat, it's just that these delicacies can evoke wonderful fantasies in the human body. Because those fantasies are too wonderful, if she eats too much, she might feel disgusted by the helplessness of reality, and that wouldn't be good."

"I see." Yang Chan suddenly realized, recalling all the wonderful experiences she had had in the illusion, and combined with Ling Chi's advice, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: What a close call.

"Thank you for the reminder, Master Chef." After expressing her gratitude, Yang Chan asked, "But I wonder when the Master Chef ascended to the ranks of immortals? Why have I never heard of it?"

“Reporting to the Third Holy Mother, I have only served in the Heavenly Court for one year, while more than three hundred years have passed in the mortal realm,” Ling Chi said.

"No wonder." Yang Chan nodded, because she and Yang Jian were both obedient to orders but not to summons, living their own carefree lives and not knowing much about what was happening in the Heavenly Court. If it weren't for the fact that the appearance of the gods in the Three Realms had greatly improved a few years ago, which made her curious and inquire about the news, she would not have known that there was such a thing as beauty vegetables in the world!

Ever since learning that there were dishes in the world that could enhance beauty, Yang Chan had been longing for them. Not long ago, she even caught the attention of Yang Jian, which led to Yang Jian taking advantage of his upcoming birthday to invite Ling Chi down from heaven.

"I heard that the God of Cookery has developed a dish that can make people more beautiful?" Yang Chan asked.

“Indeed.” Ling Chi smiled warmly and said, “When the True Lord went to the Heavenly Court this time, he mentioned the Third Holy Mother to me and hoped that I could make some beauty dishes for her.” At this point, Ling Chi added, “The Third Holy Mother has an enviable older brother.”

Ling Chi's smile made Yang Chan's heart flutter. Her face flushed, and she lowered her head: "Yes, I have relied on my second brother since I was a child, so our relationship is very good."

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "In order not to disappoint the brotherly and sisterly affection between the True Lord and the Third Holy Mother, I will definitely make the best beauty dishes to make the Third Holy Mother even more beautiful and charming, outshining all others."

Yang Chan chuckled, looked up, her eyes sparkling, and said, "I wouldn't dare to outshine everyone, I just want to become a little more beautiful. The rest can be eaten by Second Brother, so he can become even more handsome too."

"The Third Holy Mother and the True Lord are indeed very close siblings." Ling Chi said with emotion, "But I am entrusted by the Lord and must be loyal to the Lord. The True Lord has already prepared the ingredients. I only need to cook the dishes. As for how to eat them, that is up to the Third Holy Mother and the True Lord to discuss."

Yang Chan nodded and smiled, "The Chef God keeps his word and is truly a gentleman. How did you become a chef?"

“There’s nothing wrong with being a chef,” Ling Chi said. “If the delicious food I make can bring happiness to the world, wouldn’t that be much better than those who only fight and kill, bringing endless disasters?”

Yang Chan pondered for a moment, then nodded: "You're right, there's nothing wrong with being a chef."

"Moreover," Ling Chi laughed, "the chef's income is quite good. During my year in Heaven, in addition to the rewards from His Majesty and the Empress, many immortals who wanted to taste the beauty dishes exchanged a lot of good things with me, so I made a fortune."

Seeing Ling Chi's greedy look, Yang Chan chuckled, finding this culinary genius much more interesting than those sycophantic gurus.

……

Yang Jian, who was not far away, saw his sister chatting and laughing with Ling Chi. He frowned and seemed to be deep in thought.

Not long after, Ling Chi presented ten plates of beauty dishes to Yang Jian and Yang Chan, saying, "These are the ten beauty dishes that the True Lord spoke of. Once you finish them, you will have the most beautiful face in the Three Realms. Please enjoy them."

Yang Jian nodded with a smile, then turned to Yang Chan and said, "Third Sister, you eat!"

Yang Chan looked at the beautiful beauty dishes with her eyes full of intoxication. However, upon hearing this, she shook her head and said, "Second Brother, how can I finish all of these? Why don't you and I each have half, and we can become beautiful together, okay?"

Yang Jian smiled and shook his head: "Second brother is a military general. If he eats himself too beautifully, how can he intimidate the enemy on the battlefield? No need to say anything, third sister, eat! My sister, Yang Jian's sister, must be the most beautiful goddess in the Three Realms."

Seeing Yang Jian's insistence, Yang Chan stopped refusing and silently ate all ten beauty dishes. With each dish she ate, Yang Chan became more beautiful. When she finished all ten dishes, Yang Chan was so beautiful that words could not describe her. Looking at her, it was as if you saw truth, goodness, and beauty, with nothing else in between.

What is ultimate beauty? This is it.

Ling Chi took a deep breath. Yang Chan's looks were already on par with Huang Rong and the others.

Yang Jian was breathless at the sight of his third sister's current beauty: Third sister, you are so beautiful.

Thinking of his younger sister's beauty, Yang Jian felt a surge of anger: If the man who is to become my sister's husband dares to treat her badly, I will skin him alive!

"Achoo—" Ling Chi suddenly sneezed, feeling a chill down his spine: Who's cursing me?

……

When Yang Chan appeared before the Meishan brothers and the Grass God, everyone was captivated by her beauty, and a feeling of 'I would die for her' welled up in everyone's heart.

It's often said that beautiful women bring ruin, and human history is replete with wars waged for the sake of beautiful women, even resulting in the destruction of nations and the extinction of species. These tragedies repeat themselves time and again, demonstrating the cruelty and malice of biological instincts. Males, in their quest for the most beautiful females, are even willing to sacrifice their own lives.

Seeing this, Yang Jian felt both proud and a little worried. When he and Yang Chan returned to their Erlang Temple to rest, Yang Jian said, "Third Sister, you are now extremely beautiful. I'm afraid some foolish demons might try to harm you. Your cultivation is not high enough. Why don't you cultivate with your second brother for a while?"

Yang Chan frowned slightly and said, "But what will happen to the people who worship me if I don't go back?"

“That’s easy,” Yang Jian said. “I will send a hundred grass-root gods to Mount Hua to help you handle these trivial matters. When you become a Taiyi Golden Immortal and are able to protect yourself, your second brother will feel at ease letting you go back alone.”

Yang Chan was silent for a moment, then said, "Second Brother, I am only a Xuanxian. How difficult it is to cultivate to Taiyi Jinxian! I'm afraid..."

"It's alright," Yang Jian said. "After your birthday, I will ask my teacher to pass on the Jade Purity Immortal Technique to you. The Jade Purity Immortal Technique is profound and extensive. With Third Sister's aptitude, she will surely become a Taiyi Golden Immortal in a few hundred years at most."

Seeing that her second brother had gone to such lengths for her, Yang Chan was deeply moved and accepted the offer: "Second brother, please don't let me cause a conflict with our sect."

Seeing that Yang Chan had agreed, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Master is very easy to talk to. Besides, with Third Sister's current status, it won't be difficult for her to become a third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect."

"In that case, I'll trouble you, Second Brother."

After finishing this story, Yang Chan suddenly asked, "Second Brother, who is the God of Cookery?"

"You talked to him for so long, didn't he tell you?" Yang Jian asked.

Yang Chan shook her head: "I only asked him when he joined the ranks of immortals; I didn't ask about anything before that."

“I see,” Yang Jian said. “This God of Cookery is quite a character. He appeared in the human world during the Spring and Autumn Period and had some connections with Laozi’s senior uncle and the great demon Kong Xuan…”

"Second Brother is talking about Laozi and Kong Xuan of the demon race!?" Yang Chan was extremely shocked.

“Indeed.” Yang Jian nodded and said, “Laozi’s senior uncle transformed into a human during the Spring and Autumn Period. Later, he went west out of Hangu Pass, converted the barbarians to Buddhism, and performed the work of teaching. Kong Xuan, on the other hand, transformed into Confucius, taught the world, and earned a great deal of merit, which also made the fortune of Buddhism more and more prosperous.” After a pause, Yang Jian sneered, “It’s a pity that Buddhism didn’t see Kong Xuan’s ambition to become independent. After Kong Xuan taught the world and earned immeasurable merit, he became a Confucian sage and broke away from the control of Buddhism. I must say, Kong Xuan was really good at scheming.”

Yang Chan's head was buzzing. She hadn't expected that the powerful beings of the Three Realms would have so many schemes. Even she, a pure little lotus flower, was finding it hard to bear.

"So, Kong Xuan's status as the Buddha's Mother has also been removed by Buddhism?" Yang Chan asked.

"No," Yang Jian said. "It's no wonder that Kong Xuan is so cunning. Now that he has become a Confucian saint, his cultivation is the best below the saint level. How could the Buddhist sect give up such a good publicity opportunity? Even if it's just to make it sound good, they will never give up Kong Xuan, the Peacock King. In this way, Kong Xuan enjoys the fortune of both Buddhism and Confucianism and Taoism. Even saints would not dare to kill him easily."

Chapter Three: Suppressing Sun Wukong

On June 24th, the birthday of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun of Guanjiangkou, the temple was bustling with activity. The Meishan brothers and 1,200 grass-head gods gathered together to celebrate Yang Jian's birthday.

Ling Chi and Liu An had prepared today's banquet a few days ago. Once everyone had arrived, they used their magic to conjure up a hundred maids who brought out various delicacies to the table.

Seeing that Ling Chi possessed such abilities, Yang Jian laughed heartily and said, "I didn't expect Brother Ling to have the ability to conjure soldiers from beans. These maids are all quite powerful!"

Ling Chi said, "These are just some easy tricks, nothing compared to the True Lord's Jade Purity Immortal Technique."

Yang Jian laughed and said, "Brother Ling, there's no need to be modest. I think your cultivation is no weaker than mine. It's a pity that you're just a chef in the Heavenly Court."

Ling Chi shook his head: "Cooking skills are the path I pursue. As for cultivation, it's just for the purpose of self-protection."

Yang Chan, standing beside Yang Jian, smiled and said, "The God of Cookery is indeed extraordinary, providing a brand new path for cultivators across the world. I just wonder how difficult this path of cooking is? Can I learn it?"

Ling Chi smiled and said, "The art of cooking also requires talent. Of course, the Third Holy Mother can learn it, but how well she can achieve it depends on her talent."

"Then I want to learn." Yang Chan's eyes lit up. "If I'm sure I have good talent, could the God of Cookery take me as his apprentice?"

"The Third Holy Mother is joking." Ling Chi shook his head with a smile: "I dare not accept the Third Holy Mother as my disciple."

As the Jade Emperor's niece, only disciples of saints would dare to do this. Ling Chi, an outsider, had no intention of taking Yang Chan as his apprentice. However, if Yang Chan's culinary talent was high enough, he could take her as his assistant chef.

Seeing that Ling Chi wasn't taking on any apprentices, Yang Chan pouted and said, "Then... how about you teach me how to cook?"

"Of course." Ling Chi nodded: "As long as the Third Holy Mother wants to learn, I will definitely not hold back."

"Then it's a deal." Yang Chan's anger turned to joy: "After Second Brother's birthday banquet, you will give me some pointers on cooking."

Ling Chi shook his head and said, "I can give guidance to the Third Holy Mother, but after the True Lord's birthday, he will return to the Heavenly Court to take up his post. If the Third Holy Mother wants to learn, she can only come to the Heavenly Court with me."

"The Heavenly Court..." Yang Chan hesitated. Although her family had long since reconciled with the Jade Emperor, her father and elder brother had indeed been killed, and her mother had suffered for many years under Peach Mountain. She and Yang Jian had also endured countless hardships to reach their current positions. Although she no longer harbored resentment towards the Jade Emperor, she was unwilling to become close to him. Go to the Heavenly Court? She couldn't do it.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian said, "We'll talk about this another time. Third sister, let's drink a cup of wine together. We've troubled Brother Ling these past few days."

"You're too kind, True Lord and Third Holy Mother. It's just my duty." Ling Chi accepted the toasts from Yang Jian and Yang Chan. After that, the birthday banquet officially began. Everyone was so enticed by the delicious food and wine that they couldn't stop eating and didn't even bother with the usual ritual of toasting Yang Jian and saying auspicious words.

If the Meishan brothers were like this, then the Grassroots God was even more bewildered. Even Yang Chan was completely confused, leaving Erlang Shen quite helpless. He turned to Ling Chi and said, "Brother Ling, you've really put me in a difficult position."

Ling Chi smiled, raised his wine cup, and congratulated, "A joyous occasion coincides with your birthday, your eloquent words from the East overflow the clouds and mountains, your poems express your heartfelt sentiments. Congratulations to the True Lord on your good fortune, friends from the temple gather for a grand celebration, and smiles light up our faces as we watch from the screen."

"..."

Yang Jian blinked and asked, "Brother Ling, what... do you mean by this?"

"..." Ling Chi's lips twitched, and he said, "Happy birthday, True Lord."

Yang Jian laughed heartily: "Thanks, Brother Ling, cheers!"

"..."

Ling Chi was quite helpless. It was the first time he had realized that Erlang Shen was actually an uncultured, rough man who didn't know how to compose poetry. But oh well, Erlang Shen was a military general after all, it was good enough that he could read, so he couldn't expect too much.

Although the birthday banquet was a bit quiet at the beginning, once everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they finally remembered the birthday boy and rushed over with their glasses to offer their congratulations. However, these congratulatory words were all vulgar and offensive, and there were even some that made Yang Jian's face turn black, such as "I'll take you to a brothel": "Drag him out and beat him!"

Amidst screams of agony, Yang Jian's expression finally improved. He turned to look at Yang Chan, who remained expressionless, and said awkwardly, "These scoundrels always speak without thinking, making Third Sister laugh at us."

Yang Chan shook her head and said, "Second Brother, I want to go to the Heavenly Court to learn cooking skills from the God of Cookery."