Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Life in the capital was quite comfortable, but when Feng Qingyang heard that his son had been violated by Yue Buqun and then expelled from the Huashan Sect after being "seduced and then abandoned," he was furious.

In a fit of anger, he returned to Mount Hua with Ling Chi and Shuang'er to settle accounts with Yue Buqun.

Why did Ning Zhongze call Feng Qingyang away separately when they met? Presumably, she wanted to ask him why he had returned.

Feng Qingyang would definitely tell her about the possibility that Linghu Chong's anus was violated, which is probably why Ning Zhongze appeared in front of Yue Buqun with Feng Qingyang.

Ning Zhongze probably wanted to question Yue Buqun about why he treated Linghu Chong that way. However, upon seeing Yue Buqun standing silently with his eyes closed, holding a broken sword, she momentarily forgot to ask and instinctively uttered, "Senior Brother!?"

Then, it was too late.

……

"That's roughly the situation." Ling Chi poured himself a cup of tea and sighed, "Life is full of helplessness."

"I see." Zhu Fei twirled a jade bead in her hand and said calmly, "When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. I didn't hear anything just now."

Ling Chi looked into her eyes and nodded, saying, "Thank you."

Zhu Fei smiled slightly, sipped her fragrant tea, and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Chapter Fifty-One: Chrysanthemum Fish Belly

"In the future..."

Ling Chi pondered for a moment, then said, "We'll see."

"..."

Zhu Fei put the jade bead into her sleeve and said, "It seems you haven't changed. You don't like the martial world."

"I just don't like the martial arts world of this place." Ling Chi shook his head: "If it were the kind of martial arts world where people dress in fine clothes, ride horses, travel with beauties, punish evil and uphold justice, and roam the world with swords, I would like it very much."

Zhu Fei chuckled lightly: "Youthful spirit."

"I'm still a teenager," Ling Chi smiled and said, "Don't talk about me. Sister Hong, where have you been these past few days? I didn't see you when I went to the capital."

To be honest, the reason he went to the capital to find peace and quiet was that he hoped to see Zhu Fei more often.

She is a princess and the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, so she must be stationed in the capital.

Being near the water tower means that even if you can't get the moon, it's good enough to see it.

Unfortunately, he had been in the capital for several months but had not seen Zhu Fei once, which he always regretted and wondered: Where did Sister Hong go?

Now that he's right in front of me, I definitely have to ask him.

"I've been in the capital all along." Zhu Fei smiled slightly, not avoiding the question: "It's just that my identity is sensitive, so it's not convenient for us to meet."

It was indeed inconvenient for the current princess, who was also the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, to meet with him.

"I see." Ling Chi suddenly understood. Nodding, as if she had thought of something, she asked, "The mansions, restaurants, and even the Emperor in the capital—all of that was done behind the scenes by Sister Hong, right?"

Zhu Fei smiled but remained silent.

Ling Chi understood.

No wonder the mansion was newly renovated, but the original owner had something to do back home; no wonder the restaurant was so successful, but the original owner had something to do back home; no wonder the emperor went on an incognito visit and even left a note.

It turns out that Zhu Fei was behind all of this.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved.

"It's a pity that Huashan Sect caused all this trouble, wasting Sister Hong's good intentions." Ling Chi said with some annoyance, "Those were truly the happiest times of my life in this world, but... they were ruined just like that."

"You're still young, aren't you?" Zhu Fei smiled slightly. "You can go back later."

"I can only hope so," Ling Chi said with a wry smile.

Go back? Is it even possible to go back?

Zhu Fei looked at him and asked, "How's your lightness skill training going?"

“This…” Ling Chi scratched his head: “I’m not very talented, I’ve only just started learning.”

Zhu Fei smiled slightly at his silly look: "I was originally going to give you some pointers, just enough to get the basics down."

"No!" Ling Chi cried out urgently, "Please, Sister Hong, give me some guidance."

Zhu Fei covered her mouth with her sleeve, her eyes smiling.

……

Zhu Fei left after sunset, and Ling Chi felt a sense of loss as he watched her departing figure.

What a lovely lady, it's a pity she's not his.

……

As the date of the succession ceremony approached, the leaders of prestigious sects such as the Taishan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Shaolin, and Wudang arrived at Mount Hua one after another, and Ling Chi received them one by one.

When entertaining the Hengshan Sect, he met Yilin, whom he hadn't seen for two years.

In the two years that followed, Yilin had blossomed into an even more beautiful young woman, with a more shapely figure. Her appearance stunned many of the Huashan disciples, and even Ling Chi couldn't help but praise her, "Junior Sister Yilin, you've become even more beautiful in the two years since I last saw you."

Ling Chi's praise made Yi Lin a little shy: "Senior Brother Ling hasn't changed at all! He looks like a younger brother now."

Her simple nature hasn't changed, which is great.

"Yilin, how dare you be rude!" Abbess Dingxian, the head of the Hengshan Sect, realized that Yilin's words were inappropriate and reprimanded her.

“Uncle Dingxian, there’s no need for that.” Ling Chi waved his hand with a smile: “Junior Sister Yilin and I are like siblings, and there are no taboos between us.”

These words brought smiles to the faces of the nuns of Hengshan. Being able to befriend a young sect leader like Ling Chi, who possessed unparalleled martial arts skills, would be entirely beneficial to the Hengshan Sect.

"I've been quite busy these past few days, so I'm afraid I won't have time to entertain Junior Sister Yilin," Ling Chi said to Yilin. "After the celebration, I'll prepare a delicious meal and we can have a long chat, Junior Sister Yilin, how about that?"

"Mmm." Yilin nodded repeatedly, her face beaming with smiles. But then she seemed to remember something, and secretly glanced at her master and senior uncle. After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked, "Senior Brother Ling, how are Brother Linghu and Sister Lingshan doing?"

The atmosphere at the scene changed, and everyone's expressions changed.

Seeing that Abbess Dingyi was about to reprimand Yilin, Lingchi sighed, "They are currently observing mourning for Master and Mistress. If Junior Sister Yilin wishes to see them, how about I take you to see them after the celebration?"

"Okay." Yilin nodded in agreement.

The matter was thus dropped, and the atmosphere returned to harmony.

A moment later, Liang Fa entered the main hall and announced: "Junior Brother Sect Leader, Sect Leader Mo of Hengshan Sect has come to visit with his disciples."

“In that case, we nuns will take our leave.” Abbess Dingxian said as she rose.

Ling Chi quickly stood up: "This junior has not been hospitable enough. Please forgive me, three senior uncles, and all the senior sisters and junior sisters."

The nuns smiled broadly, and Abbess Dingxian said with a smile, "Sect Leader Ling is too kind."

……

They entertained the visiting guests in batches until the last day before February 15th, when the Songshan Sect finally arrived. Unsurprisingly, the leader was none other than Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan Sect.

Zuo Lengchan's visit was ill-intentioned; on the surface, he offered congratulations, but in reality, he wanted to probe Ling Chi's true intentions.

"It is said that Sect Leader Ling's swordsmanship is unparalleled, as fast as lightning, and he is known in the martial world as the Lightning Sword. This Alliance Leader admires him greatly. I wonder if I may ask Sect Leader Ling to teach me a few moves?"

This was the first time Ling Chi had met Zuo Lengchan, and from the first moment he saw him, he had a very bad feeling.

With a gaunt face and a fierce, wolfish gaze, he resembled a reincarnation of Sima Yi.

How did someone with such a mean-looking appearance become the head of the Songshan Sect? Was his master blind? Or did Zuo Lengchan use some underhanded means, like poisoning his master or taking his junior sister for himself?

While letting her imagination run wild, Ling Chi politely declined his request: "Swords have no eyes, and with the celebration approaching, it is not advisable to shed blood. It is not too late to have the competition at the Songshan Alliance meeting on the fifteenth of March."

Seeing Ling Chi's 'fear of battle', Zuo Lengchan chuckled: "Sect Leader Ling is right."

But in her heart, she looked down on him a little.

……

"Come, come, this is a Juntun Guokui that I made myself. Leader Zuo, please have a taste." When it was time to eat, Ling Chi happily handed two freshly made Juntun Guokui to Zuo Lengchan.

Eat up! You eat!

"..." Zuo Lengchan felt a chill run down his spine. He had a feeling that Ling Chi had ill intentions, but as the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, he was not easily intimidated.

Zuo Lengchan said with a forced smile, "This is the famous Juntun Guokui from back in Hengshan City? I, Zuo, would like to have a good taste."

Thinking of Hengshan City, Zuo Lengchan felt resentful. If Ling Chi hadn't interfered and wiped out the disciples he sent, how could the Songshan Sect have been ridiculed by the martial arts world to this day?

Suppressing his anger, Zuo Lengchan carefully sniffed the scent.

It smells quite good, so it shouldn't be poisoned.

I took a bite without worry.

"Well--"

Zuo Lengchan was instantly trapped in an illusion.

In the illusion, he rode a tall horse, followed by countless leaders of various sects and martial arts masters on horseback. Everyone looked up to him and shouted, "Martial Arts Alliance Leader! Unify the martial world!"

Zuo Lengchan laughed wildly, looking up at the sky, and spurred his horse to gallop.

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the high-class white-class diner Zuo Lengchan. Conquest count +0.01. High-class white-class recipe dropped - Chrysanthemum Fish Maw."

"Chrysanthemum Fish Maw: Advanced White Recipe, True Qi +0.5, Cooldown Time 10 Days".

Pah! Trash.

A mere high-ranking official like myself dares to aspire to unite the Five Sacred Mountains? He's overestimating himself.

Ling Chi looked on with disdain, and the Songshan disciples who had followed him were also extremely embarrassed. Their sect leader had lost his composure in public, which was not just a loss of face for one person, but also a loss of face for them, who were being secretly ridiculed by the Huashan Sect.

"Sect Leader!"

Zuo Lengchan was startled awake and realized that he had lost his composure after eating the guokui. His face turned red, and he took his leave in a fluster.

Lingchi must have drugged me!

Zuo Lengchan was filled with resentment.

but……

Zuo Lengchan finished off the remaining Juntun Guokui (a type of flatbread).

Really fragrant.

……