Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Wuji!" Upon seeing the little boy, Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan were overjoyed: "It's my son, Wuji!"

The two rushed to Shuang'er, their voices a mixture of excitement and restraint as they asked, "Miss, can you give my child back to me?"

"Is this your child?" Shuang'er asked.

The two nodded repeatedly. Zhang Cuishan said, "I am Zhang Cuishan of Wudang. This is my wife, Yin Susu. The child in your arms is our child, Zhang Wuji."

Ling Chi tossed the knife and shovel aside, giving up on his pretentious act, and said listlessly, "They are indeed the child's parents. Give the child to them!"

"Okay." Shuang'er nodded and returned Zhang Wuji to them.

"Thank you, thank you." Zhang Cuishan and his wife kept expressing their gratitude, and Yin Susu hugged Zhang Wuji tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Overjoyed, Zhang Cuishan frowned when he saw that his son remained unconscious.

"He's been put to sleep," Shuang'er said. "He's not feeling well; a nap would be better for him."

Zhang Cuishan was taken aback for a moment, then thanked him.

Shuang'er smiled slightly, walked to Ling Chi's side, looked at the two Xuanming elders covered in footprints, and asked, "Brother, what should we do with them?"

"Young hero!" Yin Susu immediately stepped forward, her eyes filled with hatred, and said, "These two have already defected to the Mongols, they must not be allowed to live!"

"To defect to the Mongols!?" The various martial arts factions, who had been silent for a long time due to shock, were filled with a mixture of surprise and anger.

Damn it!

Chapter Nine Ruthless Man

“Daughter-in-law, you said they have sided with the Mongols?” An elderly man with white hair, dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a whisk, walked over with an air of otherworldly wisdom.

All martial arts sects respectfully address him as "Master Zhang," referring to Zhang Sanfeng, the centenarian leader of the Wudang School, a pillar of the martial arts world.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded in response to everyone's greetings, then walked up to Yin Susu and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

"On the way back, a Mongol cavalryman kidnapped Wuji. When Second Uncle chased after him, he exchanged a palm strike with the Mongol cavalryman. At first, Second Uncle had no clue what was going on, only knowing that the Mongol soldier's palm strike was cold and his skill was profound. Now that I think about it, 'cold palm strike, profound skill', who else could it be but the Xuanming Elders? Besides, Wuji is still here." Yin Susu's analysis was clear and logical, leaving no room for criticism.

“Sister-in-law is right.” Yu Lianzhou agreed wholeheartedly: “I still remember that the Mongol cavalryman’s figure was very similar to Hebi Weng’s. And these two used the Yin-Cold Palm Technique. It must be them.”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, looked down at the two elders of Xuanming, and asked, "Did you abduct my Wuji's grand-disciple?"

The two elders of Xuanming were filled with fear and dared not answer.

"Hmph! A guilty conscience needs no accuser." Yin Susu was determined to kill them: "Those who have surrendered to the Yuan court deserve to die!"

Although the various factions came here to interrogate Xie Xun about his whereabouts, they also considered it a way to eliminate evil and uphold justice by executing the Xuanming Elders who had defected to the Yuan Court. So they all shouted, "Kill them! Kill them!"

The two elders of Xuanming were so frightened that they trembled.

"What else do you have to say?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

“You…you can’t kill us. If you kill us, there will be no one to cure the cold poison in Zhang Cuishan’s child.”

"What!?"

Everyone was shocked.

Yin Susu hurriedly squatted down, placed Zhang Wuji on her lap, and then placed her palm on his back to channel her inner energy.

Her internal energy penetrated into Zhang Wuji's body, and Zhang Wuji's face turned from white to green, then from green to purple, and his body trembled violently.

Yin Susu was horrified. She reached out and touched his forehead, and it was icy cold, as if she had touched a block of ice. Startled, she then touched inside his vest with her right hand, and felt as if a spot on his vest was burning with charcoal, while the surrounding area was chillingly cold.

Even she shivered from the cold upon being touched, which shows just how icy Zhang Wuji's body must be.

"Master! Save Wuji! Save Wuji!" Yin Susu was so anxious that she was about to cry, and subconsciously begged Zhang Sanfeng for help.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression was grim: "Let me take a look."

After a thorough examination, Zhang Sanfeng was disheartened. He gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "Mysterious Dark Palm."

Zhang Cuishan drew his longsword, pointing it at the Xuanming Elders: "Quickly dispel the icy aura from Wuji's body!"

Lu Zhangke's eyes darted around slightly as he said, "I can save him, but you must promise not to kill us, or your child will be buried with us!"

"you--"

Snapped--

Lu Zhangke was slapped, and half of his face swelled up instantly, leaving him completely stunned.

"You're pretty arrogant!" Ling Chi slapped him again with his backhand.

Snapped--

Now my face is symmetrical.

Lu Zhangke was even more confused: "Why...why did you hit me?"

"You're asking for a beating, let me slap you a couple of times to vent my anger." Ling Chi took the kitchen knife in his hand and brandished it at Lu Zhangke's crotch a few times: "I heard you're a lecher?"

Lu Zhangke: "..."

No! Stop! Yamete!

Lu Zhangke was moved to tears.

I can give up my life, but I can't lose my manhood!

"I...I'll save him." Lu Zhangke chickened out.

Crane Pen Elder was both anxious and furious: "Senior brother, we can't save him! He'll die whether we save him or not. Since we're all going to die anyway, we might as well let that brat die with us. Who's afraid of who!"

"Shut up!"

Seeing Ling Chi brandishing a kitchen knife between his legs, Lu Zhangke's face turned pale: "I'm the senior brother! What I say goes!"

Hebi Weng was heartbroken: "Senior brother, you've changed."

I'll fuck you!

"To...to release my acupoints, I will dissolve the Xuanming True Qi."

"Hmm." Ling Chi, with the back of his blade facing down, delivered a vicious blow to Lu Zhangke's right knee.

"Ah—!!!" Lu Zhangke screamed in agony.

The pain made him want to struggle and roll over, but his pressure points were pressed, rendering him unable to move. He suffocated, his face turning purple, tears streaming down his face.

"what--!!!"

Everyone was stunned. Looking at Ling Chi's kind face, a chill ran down their spines: What a smiling tiger, how ruthless!

Zhang Cuishan was stunned: "Young hero, why...?"

"To prevent him from thinking about escaping after the acupoints are released, breaking a leg will stop him from having such thoughts." Ling Chi casually released Lu Zhangke's acupoints and pressed a few numb acupoints to relieve his pain.

Lu Zhangke's pain subsided quickly, and he was able to move again, but he dared not harbor any ill intentions.

He knew what to do when faced with someone as ruthless as Ling Chi.

……

Soon after, Lu Zhangke neutralized the Xuanming True Qi within Zhang Wuji's body. After examining him, Zhang Sanfeng nodded to Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu.

The two breathed a sigh of relief, then knelt down and thanked Ling Chi: "Thank you, young hero, for saving Wuji's life."

"Get up, get up." Ling Chi stepped aside, saying, "It was nothing, no need for that."

“It was just a small favor for you, young hero, but it was a life-saving grace for us.” Zhang Cuishan said gratefully, “We will never forget your life-saving grace. If you ever need our help in the future, my wife and I will certainly not refuse.”

"Zhang Wuxia is joking. If I told you to raise pigs and farm, would you listen to me?" Ling Chi laughed.

Zhang Cuishan said very seriously: "If you ask, young hero, I will immediately retire from the martial world with my wife and follow you to raise pigs and farm."

"It was just a joke, why take it so seriously, Zhang Wuxia?" Ling Chi shook his head and smiled at Yin Susu: "Having such a serious husband must be hard on you, Miss Yin."

Yin Susu chuckled, gazing at Zhang Cuishan with deep affection in her eyes.

"..."

Hmph! I'm not single, I'm not eating this dog food!

Lu Zhangke said tremblingly, "Young...Young hero, can you let us go now?"

"Oh?" Ling Chi nodded.

Lu Zhangke's face lit up with joy, and he was about to leave when he saw a flash of light from a blade, leaving him stunned.

Why is it a little cold down there...?

Huh? This isn't... mine...

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Lu Zhangke fell to the ground, clutching his groin with both hands, where blood was already flowing freely.

Not far away, a lump of something indescribable on the ground caused the women present to spit in unison, while the men instinctively brought their legs together and covered their groins. Their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at Ling Chi.

He'll kill a chicken at the drop of a hat; I'll definitely avoid him from now on.

"Alright." Ling Chi tossed the kitchen knife aside; it was contaminated with something unclean and couldn't be used anymore.

"He won't be lecherous anymore."

Ling Chi's ruthless methods made Zhang Cuishan feel somewhat reluctant, but Yin Susu and Abbess Miejue, who was not far away, admired her more and more.

Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles. In their eyes, Ling Chi was far superior to those indecisive men.

In the end, the two elders of Xuanming were released.

Hebi Weng is not very bright, and Lu Zhangke has already broken his leg and his manhood. Even if he survives, he won't have a good life in the future, so there's nothing to worry about.

but……

After the Xuanming Elders left, various martial arts sects turned their attention to Zhang Cuishan and his wife.

"Zhang Wuxia, where exactly is Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King?"

"..." Zhang Cuishan and his wife remained silent.

Seeing that the various factions were about to interrogate him, Ling Chi coughed twice and said with a smile, "Esteemed guests, there is still a portion of Peerless Delight for five people here. Who would like some?"

"..."