Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

The Huashan Sect was attacked by the Demonic Cult. Sect Leader Yue Buqun and his wife Ning Zhongze fought desperately, but were ultimately defeated and died for their sect. Feng Qingyang, who had been living in seclusion on Huashan, suddenly appeared, repelled the Demonic Cult, but was also seriously injured and died.

Ling Chi hurriedly returned to the Huashan Sect and, with the support of the disciples, temporarily assumed the position of sect leader. Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze's daughter, Yue Lingshan, observed three years of mourning for her parents and was not allowed to leave the sect.

This series of news items ignited the entire martial arts world.

Several days later, Linghu Chong, who was drinking at a restaurant, heard the news and rushed back to the Huashan Sect to mourn his master and mistress.

From then on, Linghu Chong changed his name to Feng Chong and addressed Yue Lingshan as his brother.

This New Year, the Huashan Sect had no festive joy, only the sorrow of the sect's dramatic changes and anxieties about the future.

……

"Sigh!" Sitting in the main hall of the Huashan Sect, looking at the pile of documents that needed to be processed in his hands, Ling Chi sighed to the sky: "I can't live like this anymore."

More than a month has passed since the Yue Buqun incident, and thanks to his painstaking efforts, the Huashan Sect has finally gotten back on track.

He hastily assumed the position of sect leader without officially announcing it to the martial arts world.

To revitalize the morale of the Huashan Sect, he sent his disciples out half a month ago to deliver invitations to all the major sects. He will officially assume the position of Huashan Sect Leader on February 15th and hopes that all the major sects will come to Huashan to witness the ceremony.

That's how it is with gangs in the martial arts world. When something happens to a certain sect, everyone comes together to join in the fun, offer their congratulations, and exchange gifts, thus establishing friendships.

Ling Chi wasn't averse to these things; he was naturally fond of lively gatherings, and the more people who came, the easier it would be to carry out his plans.

Meanwhile, Shuang'er had already headed to the capital. One reason was to handle matters concerning the Chef God's Pavilion, and the other was to bring eight young maids to the Huashan Sect.

Although these eight young maids have not been practicing martial arts for long, under Ling Chi's guidance, their aptitude and strength surpass those of ordinary Huashan disciples. Now that the Huashan Sect is in need of manpower, these eight young maids cannot be wasted.

Fortunately, Liang Fa, Shi Daizi, Gao Genming, and others are all promising talents. With the help of the three former Sword Sect uncles, the Huashan Sect has returned to the right track. As long as he, as the sect leader, keeps a firm grip on the overall direction and doesn't mess things up, the Huashan Sect won't fall into chaos.

He's constantly dealing with all sorts of things, and he doesn't even have time to cook. It's driving him crazy.

……

That day, Shuang'er finally finished dealing with the affairs in the capital and returned to the Huashan Sect with eight maids.

"Brother, we're here."

"Young Master."

The eight maids were overjoyed to see Ling Chi and surrounded him, asking all at once, "Young Master, Miss said that you are now the leader of the Huashan Sect, is that true?"

Seeing these young maids again made Ling Chi very happy, as if he had returned to the carefree days in the capital.

"I will officially take over on February 15th, not yet," Ling Chi explained with a smile.

The maids gasped in amazement once again.

"Young Master is so amazing! He's already the leader of a sect at such a young age. He'll definitely become the leader of the martial arts world in the future," Dongxiang said sweetly.

"Yes, yes, yes, we definitely can," the other maids chimed in.

"Hahaha, there's no such thing as a martial arts alliance leader these days." Ling Chi laughed: "It's good enough if you can manage your own territory well, which is why I called you here."

"What does the young master want us to do?" the maids asked curiously.

"Your primary task is to serve me and Miss, and the secondary task is to practice martial arts diligently." Ling Chi smiled and said, "In the future, when you are carrying out missions for the sect and traveling the world, you will not be able to do it without good martial arts skills."

"Is the young master asking us to join the Huashan Sect?" the maids asked excitedly.

“That’s one way to understand it.” Ling Chi nodded. “But you’re just temporary workers; you don’t have permanent positions.”

"..."

……

As time went by, the fifteenth of February drew ever closer, and countless figures from the martial arts world converged on Mount Hua, making the town of Huashan at its foot increasingly lively.

On this day, a group of guards in brocade uniforms escorted a luxurious carriage to Huashan Town.

Inside the carriage, a woman lifted the curtain and glanced out the window.

There were many martial arts practitioners wielding swords and knives, creating a strong martial arts atmosphere. However, when they encountered the Imperial Guards, these martial arts practitioners dared not approach, but only observed and gestured from a distance.

The woman smiled slightly, drew back the curtains, and instructed, "Go to the Huashan Sect."

"Yes!"

Chapter 49 Zhu Fei's Visit

The maids have been feeling down lately.

Grandpa Wind, who loved them dearly, has passed away, and they are very sad.

Although they had no obligation to do so, they still mustered up the courage to ask the young master to allow them to observe three days of mourning for Feng Qingyang.

Ling Chi was surprised to find that their relationship with Feng Qingyang was so deep. She was also comforted by the unexpected news: even after death, people still think of and remember him. Feng Taishishu, although you did something outrageous, you can rest in peace now.

Ling Chi granted their request. After the maids expressed their gratitude, they rushed to make mourning clothes and went to the back mountain to observe three days of mourning for Feng Qingyang.

A woman should look beautiful, dressed in mourning clothes. The eight young maids, dressed in mourning clothes, really did have a pitiful and heart-wrenching look.

Eight beautiful young girls observed mourning for Feng Qingyang, and Ling Chi felt that Feng Qingyang's death was justified.

Three days later, the eight maids took off their mourning clothes and returned to Ling Chi's side. By this time, they were in much better spirits.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are inevitable. Humanity has been passed down from generation to generation amidst such joys and sorrows. What they are experiencing today, their predecessors experienced, and their descendants will also experience; no one can escape it.

Ling Chi's words made them feel much better.

"Young master, we still hope that you and young lady will live to be a hundred years old." The maids expressed their heartfelt wish: "We hope to serve you and young lady forever."

Ling Chi smiled.

"Don't even dream about it. I don't want to be served by old women. When you get old, I'll send you to clean the latrines."

"Ugh! Young master, you're so annoying!" The maids were furious.

Give us back our sincerity!

"Ahem!" At the door, Liang Fa interrupted Ling Chi and the maids' flirting: "Sect Leader, Commander Zhu Fei of the Embroidered Uniform Guard has come to offer his congratulations."

"What!?" Ling Chi suddenly stood up, both surprised and delighted: Sister Hong is here!?

"Quickly, invite them in... no! I'll go greet them myself." Ling Chi hurriedly straightened his clothes and said to the eight maids, "Prepare tea and snacks. The tea must be tribute tea, and the snacks must be made by my own hands."

The eight maids readily agreed, but were quite surprised, as it was the first time they had ever seen their young master so distraught. Upon reflection, however, it made sense, given that the visitor was the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Since the establishment of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, no one in the entire Ming Dynasty was not afraid of them. These people really knew how to find fault; one wrong move and your entire family would be wiped out. They were terrifying.

But why would the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard come to Mount Hua to offer his congratulations? Does he know the young master?

Filled with questions, the maids quickly tidied up the main hall, prepared tea and snacks, and left two of them to serve the guests, while the other six retreated to the side room.

At the mountain gate, Ling Chi saw Zhu Fei, who was wearing an official hat, dressed in brocade robes, and holding a long sword.

It was the first time he had seen Zhu Fei in uniform; she exuded a heroic aura that was quite refreshing.

"H...Lord Zhu has come from afar. I am so sorry for not greeting you properly." Ling Chi quickly stepped forward and clasped his hands in greeting.

Zhu Fei smiled, looked Ling Chi up and down, and nodded: "I apologize for coming uninvited, Sect Leader Ling."

"Lord Zhu, you flatter me. Please come inside." Ling Chi was about to welcome Zhu Fei into the main hall when Zhu Fei raised his hand and said, "Wait a moment."

Ling Chi looked at her.

Zhu Fei smiled slightly, took out a bright yellow scroll from her sleeve, and said, "Ling Chi, receive the imperial decree!"

"What!?" The Huashan disciples in front of the mountain gate were very surprised and couldn't understand why the emperor would issue an imperial edict to their sect leader.

Ling Chi was also a little confused.

Receiving an imperial decree? We have no experience with this!

"Lord Zhu, do you think I should set up an incense table, take a bath, change clothes, or something?" Ling Chi asked with a silly and cute expression.

Zhu Fei chuckled lightly: "Sect Leader Ling is a man of the martial world, there's no need for such formalities, just listen attentively."

"Oh, okay." Ling Chi stood at attention, listening attentively.

"..."

Zhu Fei unfolded the imperial edict and said, "By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Ling Chi is chivalrous and righteous, punishes evil and promotes good, and is young and promising, which greatly pleases me. Now that he has taken over as the head of the Huashan Sect, I hope that Ling Chi will lead the Huashan Sect to carry forward the spirit of chivalry. So be it."

After Zhu Fei finished reading, she closed the imperial edict and handed it over, smiling slightly, "Sect Leader Ling, please accept the edict!"

"..." Ling Chi accepted the imperial edict with a question mark on his face. After thinking for a moment, he still asked, "Lord Zhu, if I understand correctly, it seems that His Majesty... only offered a few words of encouragement and did not bestow any reward?"

Zhu Fei asked with a half-smile, "What reward does Sect Leader Ling desire?"

"I didn't really want any reward, but I've heard that imperial edicts always come with rewards, so why didn't I receive one?"

Zhu Fei looked at him with the kind of eyes one would give someone with intellectual disabilities, and said indifferently, "Sect Leader Ling has emptied the Sun Moon Sect's profits for a year at Blackwood Cliff, and is making a fortune every day in the capital. His Majesty is already showing you mercy by not levying taxes on you, so don't push your luck."

"Ahem, Lord Zhu, please come in."

I can't afford to mess with them, I'm outta here.

If it were anyone else receiving an imperial edict, they would surely celebrate with gongs and drums, but the Huashan Sect is a Jianghu sect that has always kept to itself and never interfered with the imperial court. The Huashan disciples did not feel particularly honored; they were simply curious that their sect leader knew the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

As the imperial court's violent apparatus, the Embroidered Uniform Guard boasts just as many skilled fighters as martial arts sects, and in some respects, even surpasses them in top-tier combat strength. Everyone says Dongfang Bubai is invincible, and the Sun Moon Cult has tens of thousands of followers. Why don't they overthrow the court and seize power for themselves?

The reason is simple: Dongfang Bubai cannot defeat Zhu Fei.

Ten years ago, Zhu Fei single-handedly stormed into Blackwood Cliff. Facing tens of thousands of followers of the Sun Moon Cult, he fought his way in and out three times unscathed, severely injuring Dongfang Bubai and giving him a stern warning, telling him to keep the Sun Moon Cult in check and stop causing trouble.

Dongfang Bubai was originally an ambitious and ruthless man, otherwise he would not have replaced Ren Woxing. But after being taught a lesson by Zhu Fei, he fell from heaven to hell and became decadent.

It's said that Dongfang Bubai stopped managing the sect affairs because he became infatuated with Yang Lianting after practicing the Sunflower Manual. The real reason, however, was that he was terrified of Zhu Fei and knew he couldn't defeat her even after a hundred years of practice, so he simply gave up and sought peace and quiet.

That year, Zhu Fei was twenty years old.

This was something Zhu Fei told him personally when Ling Chi was organizing the books he had stored in his mind at Mount Hua.

If Zhu Fei was so strong ten years ago, wouldn't she be abnormally strong ten years later?

As expected of a blue-level figure, Ling Chi is impressed.

……

"Lord Zhu, please come in."

Zhu Fei stepped into the main hall of the Huashan Sect. With a quick glance, he saw two charming young maids greet Ling Chi: "Young Master."

Zhu Fei's eyes flashed, and she smiled faintly, "These are the maids you brought from the capital?"