Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

“Sister Shuang’er is right,” Huang Rong said. “I heard that when Pangu separated heaven and earth, he used his hands to support the sky and his feet to support the earth. It took countless years to complete the creation of heaven and earth, but he died from exhaustion. If Brother Ling feels tired, we can help him hold on for a while.”

"Yes, we will all help." Everyone expressed their willingness.

Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, "Alright, step back a bit and watch me create something extraordinary."

"Yes!" Everyone excitedly ran a light-year away, silently waiting for Ling Chi to create the world.

Ling Chi spent some time adjusting his mental and physical state to its best, then took out the Chef God Sword and said, "I'm counting on you."

The Chef God Sword emitted a buzzing sound, and Hong Kui's voice came: "Leave it to me."

Lan Kui said softly yet firmly, "I will do my best."

Ling Chi nodded, took a deep breath, channeled all his magical power into the Chef God Sword, and shouted, "Open!"

With a single sweep of the sword, a violent surge of chaotic energy erupted, followed by the rise of pure energy and the descent of turbid energy, cleaving open the chaotic space.

When Shuang'er and the others, a light-year away, witnessed this scene, they were utterly shocked: Is this the creation of the world?! Truly magnificent.

One sword strike was certainly not enough to create a world. Seeing that the world had just separated and was gradually showing signs of closing again, Ling Chi once again gathered all his magic power and swept across the chaotic space within a light-year range with sword strike after sword strike, creating a small world.

Although the Chef God Sword was of high quality, it could not compare with the Heaven-Opening Axe. Ling Chi unleashed 108 consecutive sword strikes, which corresponded to the numbers of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends, before he could continue. The Chef God Sword also dimmed, clearly having exhausted all its spiritual power.

"I can't take it anymore, I can't hold on any longer." Hongkui's exhausted voice came through: "Rest for a while, rest for a while before you come back."

Ling Chi smiled wryly: "I knew that creating the world wouldn't be so easy, but thankfully, the space in front of us is relatively stable, it just lacks a pillar to support the sky."

Hongkui said lazily, "Didn't you collect a towering Jianmu tree when you left Bai Suzhen's world? That tree is useless, so let's just use it to support the sky."

As Hongkui said, Ling Chi left the White Snake World because he was forced by the gods. He was angry and took revenge by looting the place. Among the looting was this palm-sized Jianmu tree in the Heavenly Court's treasure vault.

At the time, he didn't know what this tiny-looking tree was, but since it was in the Heavenly Treasury, it must be something valuable, so he looted it.

Later, when I gathered what I had in the space, I discovered that this miniature tree was just like the Golden Cudgel, able to grow big or small, and there was almost no limit to how big it could grow. Anyway, it kept growing in the farm for a month without stopping, so I tried to refine it.

Only after refining it did they discover that this tree was actually the legendary Jianmu Tree, which was originally a staircase connecting the human world and the heavenly court. However, when the heavenly court was rebuilt, the Jade Emperor removed the Jianmu Tree to demonstrate the supreme power of the heavenly court, thus establishing the distinction between immortals and mortals.

However, apart from growing tall and large, this towering Jianmu tree had no other use. Its leaves, branches, and bark had no effect as seasonings, so Ling Chi was too lazy to carry them with him and left them on the farm, where they became an abandoned tree.

If Hongkui hadn't mentioned it, Lingchi really wouldn't have remembered.

"You always have a solution, I'll listen to you."

Ling Chi immediately took out the Heaven-Reaching Jianmu (a powerful wooden pillar), placed it at the center of the world, and then shouted: "Grow longer and longer and longer—"

The towering Jianmu tree expanded rapidly, growing to a size that reached the heavens and the earth in no time, and the heavens and earth, which had shown signs of closing up, were fixed in place again.

Ling Chi observed for a while and found that this world was gradually stabilizing under the support of the Tongtian Jianmu (a type of ancient Chinese tree), which made him breathe a sigh of relief. However, the world had just taken shape and still needed to be infused with various world rules.

After thinking for a while, Ling Chi decided to use the world of Chinese Paladin as a model to establish the rules of this world.

The rules of the world of Chinese Paladin are first and foremost the five elements of heaven and earth: water, fire, thunder, wind, and earth. With these five elements, there is an environment for life to exist. As for how to nurture the world's creatures? Zhao Ling'er is the best at that.

Having collected all five elemental orbs in the world of Chinese Paladin, Ling Chi was very familiar with their spiritual energy. Moreover, he had already cultivated the Five Elements Orthodox Method, so condensing these five kinds of spiritual energy was extremely easy for him.

Ling Chi channeled streams of spiritual energy into this world and inscribed countless magic arrays on the earth to absorb the chaotic energy from outside the world, filtering and transforming it into pure five-elemental energy to nourish this world.

Although it was just a small world, Ling Chi still spent several months completing the inscription of the array throughout the entire world. As the array took effect, this world finally transformed from a desolate place into a world full of spiritual energy and teeming with life.

Ling Chi thought for a moment, and in order to maintain the biodiversity and seasonal diversity of this world, he divided this world into five climate zones—tropical, subtropical, temperate, subarctic, and plateau-arctic—based on the climate and topography of the Chinese mainland on Earth, as well as plains, lowlands, basins, hills, mountains, plateaus, grasslands, forests, rainforests, swamps, deserts, including continents, oceans, and islands, encompassing almost all types of terrain.

Incidentally, many smaller worlds similar to the Illusionary Realm were created within this world, constantly circulating within it. As for who will eventually occupy these smaller worlds, that depends on the fate of the beings in this world.

Seeing that the world had stabilized but lacked life, Ling Chi called Zhao Ling'er and the others over: "Ling'er, the world has taken shape, but there is no life. It depends on you."

Zhao Ling'er's face lit up with joy: "Master, don't worry, Ling'er has it all covered."

Since receiving Nuwa's personal instruction, Zhao Ling'er has been honing her skills in the art of creation. To this end, she has created several kinds of edible animals on farms and ranches, and has also successfully attempted to create humans from clay. Unfortunately, Nuwa gained merit by creating humans from clay and became a saint, while Zhao Ling'er's attempt to create humans from clay yielded no results. Moreover, these people were isolated in a place and allowed to live and reproduce naturally. After hundreds of years of observation, these people successfully multiplied.

Perhaps due to the abundance of spiritual energy in the farms and pastures, these people live to be over two hundred years old. However, their living habits are no different from those of ordinary wild animals, and they are even worse than primitive humans. After hundreds of years of reproduction, due to food shortages, there were even tragic incidents of cannibalism, which saddened Zhao Ling'er for many years.

Ling Chi could not accept these people's cruelty towards their own kind, so he cut off their reproductive ability. In this way, within just two hundred years, everyone died, and their bones turned into nutrients for the earth, as if they had never existed.

Later, although Zhao Ling'er improved the humanity of the human race, she never attempted to truly create humans again. However, in this world, she decided to create a modified version of humanity. She believed that this new human race would be very kind, strong, and helpful to each other, and that the tragedy of fratricide would never happen again.

While Zhao Ling'er was creating babies, Ling Chi also sourced a large amount of poultry, livestock, fish, shrimp, fruits, vegetables, and grains from farms and ranches, distributing them around the world to provide ample food for the soon-to-be-born human beings.

Of course, this is on the premise that the new humans learn to farm, raise livestock, and breed animals; otherwise, they will see the crops but not be able to eat them, and will eventually starve to death.

Not long after Ling Chi finished these small tasks, Zhao Ling'er also completed the creation of the human race. But in addition to the human race, she also created many other creatures. Upon closer inspection, they were none other than the mythical beasts mentioned in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns!

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ling'er could even fabricate these advanced beings, which shows that her current cultivation level is even stronger than when Nuwa created humans.

Unfortunately, Nuwa became a saint after creating humans, and when Zhao Ling'er created nearly a hundred kinds of living beings, this world did not accumulate any merit.

There's nothing we can do about it. He created this world, so he is the Heavenly Dao of this world. Zhao Ling'er's creation of the Hundred Races from clay is certainly a contribution to this world, but he himself doesn't have much merit, so how can he reward Zhao Ling'er with merit?

Moreover, under the system's suppression, even if immense merit were bestowed upon Zhao Ling'er, she would still be unable to break through to become a saint unless she herself became a saint and removed the shackles of the system's suppression.

Or perhaps, like Yilin, she could truly comprehend something profound and mysterious, breaking free from the system's shackles and transcending to sainthood. However, Zhao Ling'er's current state of mind and cultivation is far inferior to Yilin's.

After all, Yilin didn't need to learn cooking skills, and with more people working on the farm, she didn't have to work every day. She had a lot of time to study Buddhist teachings and principles. After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, she finally achieved a mental cultivation level that surpassed that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. With the amplifying effect of Tang Sanzang's flesh, she was able to break through the system's shackles in one fell swoop.

However, as Ling Chi's culinary skills improved to the diamond-grade level, Yi Lin returned to the ranks and was no longer aloof.

As the world took shape, Ling Chi smiled broadly. Perhaps it was because he had created the world, but he found that his understanding of the Dao had improved considerably, and his state of mind had also greatly increased. He was almost breaking through the shackles of the Quasi-Saint realm and reaching the Saint realm.

Unfortunately, in the end, it was held down firmly by an invisible force and could not break free.

Ling Chi's face was grim: Damn system!

Chapter Two: The Laws of Time

Ten thousand years later.

After the creation of the world, and after 100,000 years of development, this world, which Ling Chi named the Realm of the God of Cookery, has evolved into a world similar to a farm or ranch.

Almost all highly intelligent creatures have learned self-sufficiency skills such as farming, herding, and fishing.

Because the world is so vast, and despite hundreds of thousands of years of reproduction and development, no race has occupied even one percent of the world's territory, and with ample food resources, there has been no war between the races; instead, they live in great harmony.

Ninety thousand years ago, trade and travel began among various ethnic groups, traversing long distances to exchange goods and promote integration and development among them.

Perhaps because they were all created by Zhao Ling'er from clay, almost all races can interact and reproduce, which has led to the emergence of many new races, such as half-demon, half-orc, and half-elf, making the species in the God of Cooking world gradually more complex.

Because all the beings in this world were created by Ling Chi, he developed the God of Cookery Cult in this realm. Stone statues, clay sculptures, shrines, and other items made in his likeness became objects of worship for the beings in this world.

Thanks to the recipe for "Prosperity," all living beings who make offerings to him will have their luck increased by 10 points and will encounter good things almost every day. Because it is so effective, the God of Cookery has become the only god in this world.

It's not that there aren't races that worship 'wild gods,' but since their worship is completely useless, and worshipping the god of cooking is truly effective, these 'pagans' changed their beliefs and began to worship the god of cooking.

Over the course of 100,000 years, the offerings from more than 10 billion beings in the God of Cookery world directly caused Ling Chi to develop a halo of faith, making him look just like an angel.

It's still pretty.

The aura of faith is not just for show; the more solidified the aura, the more restrained its radiance, and the more it can enhance one's skill level.

Yes, this aura of faith does not directly increase combat power, but rather amplifies one's own abilities. For example, Ling Chi's flute playing skills are only at the level of an ordinary master of traditional Chinese music, but under the amplification of the aura of faith, he directly becomes a flute-playing saint who is unprecedented and unparalleled, or simply the Flute Saint.

Huang Yaoshi and Shi Qingxuan both said that under the amplification of the faith halo, Ling Chi's Xiao skills had reached the realm of 'Dao', which they could not match.

The power of faith from billions of believers is just as it should be.

Ling Chi loved the world he created, and he loved the races Zhao Ling'er created even more. It was because of them that the aura of faith was born. Moreover, in this world, no one competed with him for believers; it was a complete monopoly.

In short, as long as he exists in the world of culinary gods, he is the sole deity, and no one can rebel against him. This is far better than being subservient to others in the previous world. Although 100,000 years is a long time, he is completely unaware of it, and instead feels that it wouldn't matter if another billion years passed like this.

but……

"By the Great Dao above, I am the Time Demon God—Shichen, who controls the laws of time..."

With a Daoist pronouncement that resounded throughout the chaos, Ling Chi froze for a moment, then his face lit up with wild joy: "We've finally waited for this!"

Shi Chen, the first of the Three Thousand Demon Gods, was one of the unlucky ones who were killed by Pangu's axe when he created the world in the primordial era. Although he may seem insignificant on the surface, he was, after all, the first being born in the chaos before Pangu. Just this "first" title alone destined him to be extraordinary.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel joke on him and the other 2999 chaotic demons. They were not the chosen ones under the Great Dao, but rather stepping stones prepared for Pangu to create the world.

How pitiful.

"Brother, life has been born from chaos!" Shuang'er ran over quickly and said with a solemn expression.

"Don't be nervous," Ling Chi smiled. "Come on, let's go get a recipe."

Seeing his composure, Shuang'er also calmed down and asked, "Brother, it seems you knew he would appear?"

"Hmm." Ling Chi smiled slightly, "Although I wasn't 100% sure, it still happened in the end."

Shuang'er blinked and asked, "Is it really not dangerous?"

“Danger?” Ling Chi chuckled lightly. “Perhaps their supernatural powers and laws are powerful, but they are only newly born and have only the cultivation of the early Quasi-Saint stage. What danger could they possibly pose? No matter what methods they use, we can simply push through and crush them.”

Shuang'er suddenly realized, then smiled: "Aren't we going to invite Rong'er and the others?"

“There’s no need for so many people to go at once. It would be bad if we scared him away,” Ling Chi said. “Let’s go and make some good connections first. If it’s someone we can befriend, then let’s befriend them. If it’s not worth befriending, then let’s go our separate ways.”

"Ah."

……

Although he couldn't pinpoint the exact time, Ling Chi used his previous impressions to teleport several times and eventually found the location of the time.

The space where Shichen resides is filled with various temporal turbulences, including past time and future time. Where time goes is entirely up to Shichen's whim, making it extremely mysterious.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist?" The two stood at the edge of the temporal turbulence, observing, when they heard the sound of time coming from within.

Ling Chi and Shuang'er regained their composure, clasped their hands in greeting, and said, "I am the God of Cooking, Ling Chi, and I greet Fellow Daoist Shichen."

Shuang'er said, "I am my brother's kitchen helper - Shuang'er, greetings to Young Master Shichen."

"..."

A beautiful young woman with white clothes, black hair, a slender figure, and exceptional beauty appeared before the two of them, leaving them stunned.

"You're a woman!?" ×2

Shi Chen raised an eyebrow and said, "When did I say I was a male demon god?"

"..." They really didn't say that. Although they had heard Shi Chen's voice sound a bit effeminate before, they only thought that Shi Chen's voice sounded a bit effeminate and did not consider that she was a woman.

It's also the fault of those authors on Qidian who write prehistoric fantasy novels; none of them wrote the Three Thousand Demon Gods as cute girls. They were all strange and bizarre characters, which caused him to make a huge blunder.

"Ahem!" Ling Chi coughed lightly and said, "Excuse me, I am overjoyed by the birth of Fellow Daoist Shichen and have come to congratulate him. This is a braised beef that I have carefully prepared, please accept it as a congratulatory gift."

As Ling Chi brought out a bowl of braised beef that looked and smelled delicious, and shimmered with a diamond-like luster, Shi Chen's eyes widened, and his mouth watered uncontrollably.

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