Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Ah? It's your disciple's wife!" Seeing Yin Susu staring at the meat bun in his hand with eyes gleaming with greed, Zhang Sanfeng scratched his head and handed her the meat bun: "I just bought it from the foot of the mountain, want some?"

Yin Susu smiled radiantly and almost snatched the bun from her: "How could I possibly accept that?"

"..."

……

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the high-level white-class diner Yin Susu. The diner's level is too low and does not count towards the conquest count. High-level white-class recipe dropped - Snake and Scorpion Soup."

"Snake and Scorpion Soup: Advanced White Recipe, Constitution +0.5, Cooldown Time 10 Days".

"..."

Hearing the notification in his mind, Ling Chi's hands moved non-stop, and in a mere second, he wrapped a bun, put it in a steamer, and put it in the pot to steam.

Unexpectedly, Yin Susu would steal Zhang Sanfeng's steamed buns.

Snake and scorpion soup... No wonder she's Yin Susu, a femme fatale!

I admire Zhang Cuishan even more. He can make a femme fatale devoted to him and follow him to the death. He is simply a model of a man.

After a while, there was no notification that Zhang Sanfeng had been defeated.

Not surprising.

If Zhang Sanfeng were easily conquered by a top-quality white steamed bun, then his title as the number one martial arts master would be too undeserved.

After working for two full hours, the last steamed bun was sold out.

Seeing that his experience points had only increased by two percentage points, Ling Chi was not very satisfied.

All the conquered diners were white-level; not a single blue-level one. Although the low level of the steamed buns might be a factor, Ling Chi roughly calculated that at least three to five diners from Shaolin Temple remained unconquered, and all the other sects combined had about ten unconquered. Perhaps some of them were top-tier white-level diners who only ate one, with a 50% chance of not being conquered, but there were definitely blue-level diners among them.

The blue-clad diner was right in front of him, yet he couldn't conquer him; Ling Chi couldn't bear it.

……

Come on, come on, come on!

All eyes turned to Ling Chi, who loudly proclaimed through a paper megaphone, "To thank all our patrons, I have specially prepared two exquisite dishes! These are exclusively for the top ten martial arts masters. Any patron who believes their martial arts skills rank among the top ten among you, and who is recognized by all of you, can enjoy these two exquisite dishes for free!"

"Don't miss this opportunity! We welcome confident customers to come and taste our products!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Chi took out two covered plates from the food stall.

Under the watchful eyes of the whispering crowd, Ling Chi lifted both lids simultaneously, one in each hand.

A flash of eerie blue light appeared, and the fragrance spread like a bomb, instantly enveloping an area of ​​a thousand meters.

Those within this area were instantly stunned, completely captivated by the two fragrances.

The blue light dissipated, revealing two exquisite dishes.

A Bright Moon Rises Over the Sea: A common blue recipe, increases True Qi by 2, with a 10-day cooldown.

Dragon's Roar and Tiger's Howl: Common blue recipe, Constitution +2, Strength +1, cooldown time 10 days.

……

Chapter Seven: A Huge Loss

"The moon rises over the sea, dragons roar and tigers howl"—two conceptual dishes. Their appearance, true to their names, is full of artistic flair.

These were all developed by Ling Chi in the world of Laughing at the world to conquer Zhu Fei. Unfortunately, even after giving them to Zhu Fei many times, they had no effect.

Ling Chi wasn't sure if Zhu Fei's level was too high, or if he had eaten too many of Zhu Fei's two dishes, which had artificially boosted his level.

Those who know him know that he only sells dishes that increase stamina and energy; he won't sell any dishes that increase attributes.

Only Zhu Fei.

For her, Ling Chi gave everything, but received nothing... No! He still gained something before leaving.

I just can't take her with me.

He regretted it for a time, but only temporarily.

His culinary skills can be improved, and the Chef System can also be upgraded; the farm is the most direct evidence of this. No one can be sure that after continuous upgrades, he'll be able to return to the world of Swordsman.

He will not back down as long as there is a glimmer of hope.

We'll meet again someday.

……

"This...this world actually has such deliciousness!?"

Everyone was stunned by the two dishes, especially since they emitted a faint blue light when they were first opened, which directly challenged their understanding of food.

Food only needs to be delicious, but Ling Chi made two dishes that emitted a blue light.

Could this unassuming young man be a celestial food god descended to earth?

Shocked, everyone had only one thought—they wanted to eat!

Whether it was the abbot or the nun, whether they were monks or Taoists, their eyes were all focused on these two dishes with intense interest.

This dish should only exist in heaven; you must not miss it!

"Amitabha Buddha," a Shaolin monk chanted.

"Dragon's Roar and Tiger's Howl" is a meat dish with a large portion of meat, which monks cannot eat. "The Moon Rising Over the Sea," however, is a vegetarian dish…

Amitabha Buddha, this dish is destined for me.

"Amitabha." Another Shaolin monk glanced at him: Senior brother, this dish is also destined for me.

"Amitabha." The third Shaolin monk glanced at him twice: This dish belongs to the virtuous, and I am the most virtuous.

"Amitabha."

"Amitabha."

"Amitabha."

"..."

As everyone watched the three eminent monks continuously chanting Buddhist mantras, they couldn't help but show their admiration: they truly were virtuous monks who never forgot the Buddha.

But... something just doesn't feel right.

……

The Emei Sect side.

"If we're talking about the top ten masters, Master is definitely one of them." Ding Minjun flattered, "Who in the world doesn't know that Master's martial arts are superb and his Heaven-Slaying Sword is sharp?"

Abbess Miejue raised her eyebrows, seemingly quite pleased with herself, but said, "Each sect has hidden talents and countless masters; we must not be arrogant."

"Master is right," Ding Minjun said meekly, her head bowed.

“Master certainly has a place here, but to fight over two dishes is a bit too much of a joke,” said a beautiful female disciple with fair skin and a tall figure.

"Ji Xiaofu, what do you mean?!" Ding Minjun roared, "You're saying Master is a joke?!"

"I didn't say that." Ji Xiaofu was so anxious that she immediately knelt down: "Master, this disciple would never have meant that."

"Alright." Abbess Miejue's eyebrows twitched. Although she felt her beloved disciple Ji Xiaofu's words made sense, they were still truly grating. In comparison, Ding Minjun, while mediocre in many ways, was indeed very good at speaking.

"Xiaofu, get up!"

"Yes, Master." Ji Xiaofu stood up and stood to the side.

"It's indeed a bit childish to compete for fame and profit over two dishes," said Abbess Miejue.

Ji Xiaofu raised her head.

"Master!" Ding Minjun cried out in alarm, about to say something, but was silenced by Abbess Miejue's icy gaze.

"But that's just the surface reason. The real purpose is simply to use this opportunity to determine who is superior," said Abbess Miejue. "Although the various sects appear to be on good terms, no sect will be content to lag behind. They always want to determine who is superior. These two dishes are just an excuse for each sect to use."

"I see." Ji Xiaofu looked enlightened and then bowed, "This disciple is ignorant and has disappointed Master."

"You are still young. Learn more, observe more, think more, and believe that you will not disappoint your teacher," Abbess Miejue encouraged.

Ji Xiaofu's expression was complicated: "Disciple... obeys."

Master, I have disappointed you.

……

"If we're talking about the top ten masters, my wife and I should definitely be included," said He Taichong, the leader of the Kunlun Sect, stepping forward from the crowd. "Do any of you fellow practitioners have any objections?"

"Of course, I have no objection." Xianyu Tong, the leader of the Huashan Sect, chuckled. "I just wonder if the couple consists of two people, or one?"

"Xianyu Tong! What do you mean?!" He Taichong and Ban Shuxian were furious.

"What? This was said by Sect Leader He himself. One of the top ten masters is among you." Xianyu Tong chuckled.

"you……"

"Amitabha." The abbot of Shaolin Temple smoothed things over: "Master He and his wife are highly skilled in martial arts, and their Yin-Yang Sword Technique is even more extraordinary. They should be one of the top ten masters."

What a vicious bald monk!

Everyone was cursing inwardly. They were trying to make two spots into one, and they even made it sound reasonable and flawless. Only a shameless and ruthless bald monk could come up with something like that.

Although Mr. and Mrs. He Taichong were dissatisfied, they dared not offend the Shaolin Temple, so they could only snort and accept one spot.

The two walked up to the stall: "Young man, can we eat now?"

Ling Chi smiled broadly and took out two pairs of bamboo chopsticks: "Of course, please use them, both of you."

One plate was given to He Taichong, and the other to Ban Shuxian.

Neither of them complained and they each took a bite without waiting.

"Well--"

"Mmm—"

……

"Ding! You have conquered the stomach of the top-tier white-class diner He Taichong. Conquest count +0.01. Top-tier white-class recipe dropped - Qiegao (a type of sweet rice cake)."

"Qiegao: Top-tier white recipe, Stamina +100, Energy +50. No cooldown time."