Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Shebi Shi: A human-faced beast with dog-like ears and green snakes hanging from them; the ancestral shaman of the weather.

Whether it's the Three Pure Ones or the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they all possessed the cultivation of the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal since their birth. Now, the Three Pure Ones are still diligently cultivating on Kunlun Mountain, while the Twelve Ancestral Witches have taken root in the Ancestral Witch Hall, spending their days fighting and contemplating life.

Of course, they weren't thinking about having wives, children, and a warm bed; they were thinking about how to become the strongest in the primordial world. In their relatively simple minds, they naturally believed that they were the true descendants of Pangu. Now that they had been born, they couldn't disgrace their father god Pangu. If they couldn't become the strongest in the primordial world, they would have no face to face their father god after they died.

After thousands of years of contemplation, they finally came up with a brilliant idea: to use their own blood and essence to create a completely new race, which they called the Witches.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were people who acted on their thoughts. They used their own blood essence to create descendants called Witches. Although the newborn Witch Clan was very weak in their eyes, compared to the myriad races in the prehistoric world, the Witch Clan had powerful combat strength from birth. Moreover, the Witch Clan was quite large. Almost every adult Witch Clan member was over ten zhang tall, and even newborn babies were one zhang tall.

When Ling Chi saw the enormous newborn baby of the Wu Clan through spatial teleportation, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Feng Gong once said that Mu Tiezhu's child was born bigger than him." Clearly, that was just a joke, but now he actually saw a child born bigger than him, and not only bigger than him, but also bigger than Mu Tiezhu.

As expected of the Witch Clan, it's no wonder they will become one of the protagonists of the next great calamity.

However, the newly formed witch clan only numbered in the tens of thousands, and their reproductive capacity was not strong. It took five or six thousand years of reproduction to increase the clan's population from tens of thousands to just over two hundred thousand.

Their ability to reproduce is truly touching.

But these two hundred thousand or so Wu tribesmen terrified countless creatures on the prehistoric land. This was because the Wu tribesmen were different from the other races. While the other races only needed to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to survive and grow, the Wu tribesmen relied on eating to survive and grow. As a result, countless creatures on the prehistoric land suffered.

In just a few thousand years, no fewer than 100 million primordial creatures were captured and eaten by the Wu tribe. Moreover, these Wu tribe members did not skin, debone, marinate with scallions, ginger, and garlic before roasting them; instead, they tore them apart and ate them raw, leaving them bloody and gruesome.

As a result, all the races of the prehistoric world both feared and hated the Wu tribe, and the conflict deepened day by day.

At this moment, two golden crows from the Sun Star, Di Jun and Tai Yi, with their powerful cultivation and spiritual treasures, conquered a group of prehistoric creatures. They then recruited soldiers and horses, unified all races and called them demons, and raised the banner of the demon race to jointly resist the slaughter by the witch race.

Within a mere thousand years, the witches and demons slaughtered each other, deepening the hatred between the two races to the point that the conflict was almost irreconcilable.

However, in this primordial and ever-changing era, on this day, the world underwent a sudden transformation.

Heavenly music filled the air, countless flowers bloomed, their fragrance permeated the air, and all kinds of beasts roared in unison. Auspicious energy spread throughout the entire primordial world, and suddenly, great roads emerged across the vast primordial land. In an instant, countless plants, trees, beasts, rare treasures, and spiritual beings on the primordial land were awakened to their intelligence, and some were even able to directly transform into human form and transcend the mortal realm.

As the auspicious signs appeared, an immense pressure descended upon the entire primordial world. All things and beings felt a sense of submission, prostrating themselves in reverence. A tremendous and majestic voice resounded throughout the primordial world:

"High above the nine heavens, on a futon I attain the true Dao. Beyond the mysteries of heaven and earth, I shall be the supreme master. Pangu gave birth to Taiji, the two polarities and four symbols follow, the Xuanmen leads the way, and one breath transforms into Hongjun. I am Hongjun, and today I have become a saint. I will preach the Great Dao in the Zixiao Palace beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. Those who are destined may come to listen."

Hongjun has become a saint!

The overwhelming pressure of the sage was overwhelming, which caused great suffering to many powerful beings in the prehistoric world. The pressure of the sage was not something that ordinary Golden Immortals could withstand. Fortunately, Hongjun's sage power was not directed at any individual, but spread throughout the prehistoric world. Some reclusive powerful beings were still able to barely withstand it with the help of secret techniques or magic treasures.

Now that the Sage Hongjun is about to expound on the Great Dao, it naturally excites countless beings in the prehistoric world. Even Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals want to join in the fun. But unfortunately, beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens lies boundless chaos. If they go in, they will probably never return. Only those with great cultivation, great supernatural powers, and great fortune can find the location of Zixiao Palace.

Upon hearing this, some reclusive powerful beings from the primordial world rushed towards the Thirty-Three Heavens. They were all stuck at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and unable to break through to the Quasi-Saint realm, so they were naturally anxious. Now that Hongjun had become a saint and was expounding on the Great Dao, there was a high possibility that the Path of Quasi-Saints would be among them, so they naturally could not miss it and were all full of anticipation.

Even the proud Sanqing set off early for Zixiao Palace, located beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, to listen to the Dao. They seemed to sense that there would be great opportunities on this journey, and they had no choice but to go. After all, if Hongjun were to impart the Path to Quasi-Sainthood or the Method to Become a Saint, they would fall behind if they did not go. Therefore, they had no choice but to put aside their pride.

In contrast, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were different. They worshipped Pangu. Although Hongjun demonstrated the power of a sage, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not care. Moreover, the Witch Clan did not have primordial spirits, so going to listen to the Dao would only be a waste of time. Rather than that, they would rather spend their time on cultivation. Now they were all at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and were about to break through, so they naturally did not want to waste time.

On the Sun Star, Di Jun and Tai Yi never expected that such a terrifying saint would appear in the world, which made their faces very ugly.

The Wu Clan was already difficult to deal with, but now a sage even more terrifying than the Wu Clan has emerged, making his dream of dominating the prehistoric world even more difficult.

Meanwhile, in the valley of Zhou Mountain, Ling Chi and Nuwa sensed the changes in the world and the sage pressure of Hongjun, and their expressions became somewhat solemn.

A saint! Is this what a saint is?!

Chapter Seventeen: Fusion System, Supreme Culinary God

Nuwa suppressed the urge to kneel down, grabbed Ling Chi's arm, and said, "Brother Ling, the pressure from the Sage is terrifying. Is the Sage really that strong?"

“Sages are indeed very powerful.” Ling Chi nodded and said, “Below the level of a sage, all are mere ants.”

These words caused Nuwa's expression to change repeatedly, and her desire to become a saint grew even stronger: I don't want to be an ant, I don't want to be bullied!

With this belief, Nuwa said, "Brother Ling, I want to go to Zixiao Palace."

Ling Chi turned to look at her and said, "There's no need. With your current strength, as long as you successfully create a human, you will surely become a saint. If you go to Zixiao Palace, you will be a generation below Hongjun. You can't call me Brother Ling anymore; you have to call me Senior Ling."

"Then I won't go." Nuwa's change of heart left Ling Chi completely bewildered, and then he thought of a saying: "She changes her mind faster than turning the pages of a book."

Women!

"Let's go take a look!" Ling Chi made the decision for Nuwa: "Going to Zixiao Palace doesn't mean you have to become an apprentice. Just consider it a way to congratulate a friend."

Nuwa blinked: "Friend?"

"I helped Hongjun defeat Luo Hou." Ling Chi straightened his chest and raised his head. "The Western spiritual veins were destroyed, and I helped the West restore them, thus repaying some of Hongjun's karmic debts. Tell me, wouldn't you say I'm Hongjun's friend?"

"Alright!" Nuwa smiled radiantly, taking Ling Chi's arm. "Brother Ling, let's go!"

"Don't rush," Ling Chi said. "Although you don't need to be demoted in seniority, what about your brother? He's only a Great Luo Golden Immortal, so he definitely won't miss this lecture."

"Never mind him," Nuwa said. "If he dares to become Hongjun's disciple, I'll call him my nephew from now on."

"..."

……

Thirty-three heavens away, Zixiao Palace.

The other powerful beings from the primordial era were still on their way, but Ling Chi arrived here in the blink of an eye thanks to his spatial teleportation. Since they were all old friends, the boys and girls beside Hongjun greeted him as soon as Ling Chi arrived at the gate of Zixiao Palace.

"Haotian and Yaochi pay their respects to the God of Cookery. Our teacher is waiting for us in the palace."

Looking at the adorable boy and girl before him, Ling Chi found it hard to connect them with the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother of later generations. Moreover, in the worlds of White Snake and Journey to the West that Ling Chi had experienced, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother were not the children beside Hongjun. They all became the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress through their own abilities. In this world, Di Jun and Tai Yi had not yet discovered the Heavenly Court, and the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother were even further away. Who knew if Haotian and Yaochi before him could truly become the future rulers of the Heavenly Court!

Ling Chi herself wasn't very optimistic.

Ling Chi took out two strings of candied hawthorns and said, "Take these and have some fun!"

Upon seeing the candied hawthorns, Yaochi's mouth watered, and Haotian's eyes lit up. He quickly pulled Yaochi to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Master Chef."

Ling Chi patted the two little ones' heads, gestured to Nuwa, and stepped into Zixiao Palace.

In the back hall of Zixiao Palace, Ling Chi met an old Taoist priest who looked like an ordinary person. This old Taoist priest had white hair and a youthful face. He did not look like a celestial being, but rather like an ordinary old man.

Ling Chi was taken aback when he saw the old Taoist priest: "Fellow Daoist Hongjun?"

It's no wonder he was surprised and uncertain, because when dealing with Rahu, Hongjun was still a young Taoist priest. How did he turn into an old man after becoming a saint? What kind of trouble is Hongjun causing?

The old Taoist was none other than Hongjun. Seeing Ling Chi's surprise, he smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Chef, it's been a long time. Please sit down."

Hongjun pointed at the ground opposite him, and two futons appeared on the ground. Although Ling Chi looked puzzled, he nodded and sat on the futons with Nuwa.

The moment they sat down, the two felt their minds become clear and their mental state became increasingly refreshed.

"This futon is really nice." Ling Chi wiggled his hips and rubbed against the futon, saying, "How about I trade you some delicious food?"

Seeing that Ling Chi was still as casual with him as before, Hongjun chuckled and said, "Why not? It's just that this old Taoist would like to try some new dishes."

"I brought some new dishes with me this time." Ling Chi laughed and immediately brought out four plates of meat dishes, using four different cooking methods: roasting, frying, stir-frying, and braising.

It was also served with a large plate of cold dishes and a pot of aged wine.

The cold dishes and wine shimmered with a golden luster, while the four meat dishes sparkled with the brilliance of diamonds. As soon as they were served, the aroma of meat filled the air. Haotian and Yaochi, who were standing on either side of Hongjun, smelled the aroma and their mouths watered instantly, their bellies rumbling like drums.

Wow! It smells so good, I can't resist!!!

Not only them, but even Nuwa stared intently at the four plates of meat, unable to believe that there could be such an irresistible delicacy in the world.

Even Hongjun, a sage, trembled with fear: "Hold on, don't waver. Baby is a sage, baby must uphold the image of a sage."

Hongjun took a deep breath and said, "Fellow Daoist Chef, your dishes this time are indeed extraordinary. This old Daoist thanks you very much."

"Haha, not at all. If it weren't for your sainthood, I wouldn't have been willing to take it out." Ling Chi laughed. "You know, the ingredients for these four meat dishes are becoming increasingly scarce. All of them together are only enough for me to make about twenty dishes. Once they're gone, they're gone. I've really gone to great lengths to please you, the number one saint of the prehistoric world."

Hongjun couldn't help but chuckle and said, "It is an honor for this old Daoist."

"Let's not talk about anything else for now. You eat first, and when you're done, tell us about your experience of becoming a saint so we can prepare accordingly." Ling Chi set up a small stone table in front of Hongjun, placed the wine and dishes on it, and invited Hongjun to eat.

"In that case, I'll be impolite." Hongjun couldn't hold back any longer and immediately picked up a fried meatball and put it in his mouth. The unprecedented deliciousness exploded in his mouth, making him feel like he was floating on air.

Hongjun didn't say a word, but increased his chopsticks speed by more than ten times, sweeping up the food on the table at lightning speed.

When Hongjun ate the fourth meat dish, he finally made a "hmm" sound.

Ling Chi also heard an unprecedentedly wonderful notification sound.

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the top-tier diamond-colored gourmet Hongjun. Conquest count +10. Top-tier diamond-colored recipe dropped - Destined Sage."

"Heaven-ordained Sage: Top-tier diamond-colored recipe; consuming it will surely make you a sage. Effects cannot be stacked."

"Ding, you have conquered a high-level diner once, a diner of the same level 3002 times, and a low-level diner 98437 times. The upgrade conditions have been met, and host Ling Chi's culinary skills have been promoted to the top-tier diamond level."

"Ding! Congratulations to host Ling Chi for raising her cooking skills to the highest level of Diamond. Because the host's cooking skills have reached the highest level of this system, the system will be completely integrated into the host's body. After integration, everything in the God of Cooking System will belong to the host. The host will completely control her own destiny and become a true God of Cooking."

……

After listening to a series of notification sounds, Ling Chi was stunned for a moment. In that moment, the God of Cooking System completely merged with his body, and he also completely took control of the entire God of Cooking System. From then on, Ling Chi knew and controlled everything about the origin of the God of Cooking System.

This God of Cookery system is not a technological product born from a high-level cosmic civilization, but rather an intangible entity born from the combined appetites and beliefs of all foodies in the universe.

This invisible entity had been wandering in the universe. Later, due to some coincidences, it happened to choose Lingchi as its host. However, the Earth where Lingchi was located could not support the ingredients in the recipes recorded by the Chef God System throughout the universe. So after binding with the host, it began a boundless journey to find ingredients, which is to say, to travel through the heavens.

After traversing ten worlds, Ling Chi finally mastered almost all the ingredients in the heavens and successfully raised his culinary skills to the highest level stipulated by the system. Thus, the God of Cooking System completed its mission and completely merged with Ling Chi.

From then on, Ling Chi fulfilled his dream and became the strongest chef in the universe. In all the worlds, no one could surpass him in culinary skills unless a second chef system was created in the universe.

However, since Ling Chi's cooking skills have reached the upper limit set by the system, if Ling Chi wants to continue to improve her cooking skills in the future, she can only rely on her own exploration.

As Ling Chi fully mastered the functions of the Chef God System, he also discovered that the Chef God Space attached to the system and all the creatures in the farm and ranch could come to the outside world with his permission.

What does this mean? It means that as long as Ling Chi is willing, he can instantly raise a super force of a million quasi-saints. In addition, his breakthrough in cooking skills also means that his cultivation can enter the saint realm at any time, and the millions of creatures on the farm can also become saints.

With a million saints, he could ensure that the entire primordial world couldn't withstand their antics, leading directly to the grand finale. Even the Heavenly Dao would have to kneel and call them "father" before a million saints.

Although Ling Chi would never do that.

Moreover, the farm has endless space. Even after he completely mastered the God of Cookery system, he found that the farm's space was indeed infinite. As long as his consciousness continued to explore outwards, the farm would expand outwards without end.

Only boundless farms and pastures can accommodate a million beings with the cultivation level of a Saint. However, having too many Saints is also a problem. In the future, Ling Chi plans to divide the farms and pastures into a million regions, each region serving as a fiefdom for a farmer or herdsman, allowing them to be solely responsible for the agricultural and pastoral production of that region. After all, with the cultivation level of a Saint, no matter how much land they cultivate or how much livestock they graze, it is just a matter of a thought. Human labor costs will be replaced, and farms and pastures will enter the era of Saint-level animal husbandry.

But most importantly, with the integration of the God of Cookery System, he now has the ability to travel through time and space, and he can travel back to any world he has experienced in the past.

What does this mean? It means he can finally go back to see his family, and even more so, it means he can finally go back to see his beloved Sister Hong, whom he has been longing for day and night.

Thinking of Sister Hong, Ling Chi still couldn't hide his excitement. She was his first love, his first woman, and the woman he couldn't let go of the most.

Sister Hong, wait for me. We'll be reunited soon.

……

After Hongjun was first conquered by the food and revealed a top-tier diamond-colored recipe, Ling Chi knew that he could basically roam freely in the prehistoric world from then on.

Seeing Hongjun completely absorbed in the illusion, Ling Chi smiled slightly, set up a stone table in front of himself and Nuwa, placed several plates of high-end diamond-colored delicacies on it, and said to Nuwa, "Make do with this for now. When you become a saint, I will also bring out four of the most delicious dishes to celebrate with you."

Nuwa's face immediately lit up with happiness: "Thank you, Brother Lingchi! Nuwa will work hard!"