Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Pah! You're just trying to take advantage of me!" Xiao Zhao grabbed Ling Chi's hand and shook it. "Father, will you help me or her?"

"Of course your father will help you," Ling Chi said.

Xiao Zhao immediately burst into laughter and made a smug face at Zhou Zhiruo.

“But you must listen to your father,” Ling Chi said.

"Mmm-hmm." Xiao Zhao nodded repeatedly: "Xiao Zhao listens to Father the most."

"Listen to me, don't argue with Sister Zhiruo." Ling Chi said, "Even your father is afraid you'll turn into a shrew in the future."

Zhou Zhiruo covered her mouth and chuckled.

"ヽ（#`Д'）丿" Xiao Zhao said indignantly, "I would never do that!"

"You're in this state now, and you still say you can't?" Zhou Zhiruo mimicked an emoji: ヽ（#`Д'）丿

Xiao Zhao: "..."

"Father, she's bullying me again!"

Seeing the two little girls arguing again, Ling Chi sighed: What kind of mess have they made!

……

Night, in a cave.

The daytime temperature was still very hot, but now it was so cold that Zhou Zhiruo was shivering.

Ling Chi stoked the fire and said, "Let's meditate and practice our internal energy!"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, sat down cross-legged, and prepared to use her internal energy to resist the cold.

Xiao Zhao was finally happy: "Hehe, your skills are really bad."

Zhou Zhiruo ignored her and quickly entered a meditative state.

Ling Chi showed an expression of admiration, and despite the interference, he quickly entered a meditative state. Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts talent was indeed extraordinary.

In comparison, Xiao Zhao should really be grateful that she has a good godfather.

"Xiao Zhao, stop making noise and go to sleep!" Ling Chi said with a laugh when he saw Xiao Zhao making faces in front of Zhou Zhiruo.

"Daddy, go to sleep! Xiao Zhao will keep watch for you." Xiao Zhao stopped making faces and became very obedient.

"..."

Ling Chi has gotten used to it. In fact, this is Xiao Zhao's true nature. However, in the past period of time, as long as she is involved with Zhou Zhiruo, Xiao Zhao will become very irritable and easily angered. I wonder if the two had a grudge in their past lives.

“The cave entrance has been set up with a maze, so there’s no need to keep watch,” Ling Chi said. “Go to sleep! We still have a long journey ahead tomorrow.”

"Alright!" Xiao Zhao walked over to Ling Chi and sat down next to him, leaning against the stone wall. She blinked and said, "Daddy, tell Xiao Zhao a story!"

"How old are you? Still needing your father to tell you stories?" Ling Chi said with a smile.

"Father, tell me, tell me!" Xiao Zhao pleaded.

Who can stand this?

"Alright, alright." Ling Chi patted her head and said, "Daddy will tell you a story about Snow White and Pinocchio..."

……

"And they lived happily ever after."

At this point, Ling Chi turned to look at Xiao Zhao, who was already fast asleep, smiled slightly, and pulled a blanket over her.

He then added a few pieces of dry firewood to the fire and asked, "Are you cold?"

Zhou Zhiruo had finished meditating and was squinting. Hearing this, she opened her eyes and said, "Much better."

"Wrap yourself in the blanket!" Ling Chi handed over the blanket.

"Thank you, Brother Ling." Zhou Zhiruo thanked him, wrapped the blanket around herself, and sat down by the fire.

Ling Chi poked at the firewood with a stick, making a crackling sound.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Ling Chi's face and whispered, "Brother Ling."

"Hmm?" Ling Chi turned to look at her.

"Snow White and Pinocchio had only just met, so why did they suddenly start living happily ever after?" Zhou Zhiruo asked.

"Uh, well..." Ling Chi stroked his chin and nodded, "Guess?"

Zhou Zhiruo: "..."

"Did they fall in love at first sight?"

“…” Ling Chi thought for a moment and nodded: “More or less.”

"I see." Zhou Zhiruo nodded.

The little girl is still too naive.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "I always feel like Brother Ling knows everything, even though he's so young."

"Haha, you just look young. Actually, I'm old enough to be your great-grandfather," Ling Chi laughed.

This is no exaggeration. Apart from real time, he has spent nearly a hundred years in the Chef God Space and the farm. If we consider his actual age, he would be a centenarian long ago.

"Brother Ling is so funny." Zhou Zhiruo laughed, amused.

"..."

These days, nobody believes you when you tell the truth.

"It's late, go to sleep!" Ling Chi said.

"I'm not sleepy yet!" Zhou Zhiruo's eyes sparkled. "Brother Ling, will you teach me to play the flute?"

Since obtaining the Eastern Heretic's collection of books, Ling Chi has not only read recipes and formations, but also explored other types of books, especially musical instruments. Because there are four musical instrument masters on the farm—Qu Yang, Liu Zhengfeng, Ren Yingying, and Green Bamboo Elder—Ling Chi has often consulted them. Over time, although he wouldn't say his skills are superb, he can certainly be described as proficient through practice.

Traveling in ancient times was a very tedious and boring thing. Whenever the two little girls felt bored, he would play the flute to cheer them up, and he was very popular with the two little girls.

You said the Eastern Heretic was playing a jade flute?

He is him, and I am me.

It's impossible for me to play the xiao (vertical bamboo flute). I'll never play the xiao in my entire life.

"Okay!" Ling Chi said with a smile, "But it's too late today, let's do it tomorrow!"

"Hmm." Zhou Zhiruo nodded, her mood suddenly becoming somewhat gloomy: "It's been so long, I wonder how Master is doing?"

"Don't worry!" Ling Chi comforted him, "Good people are always protected by heaven, your master will be fine."

"Ah."

……

Ice and Fire Island.

The Golden Lion King, wielding half a Dragon-Slaying Blade, stood on the shore roaring madly: "Extinction! Extinction, you old hag! I will fight you to the death!"

On the small boat, already dozens of feet from the shore, Abbess Miejue held half of the Heaven-Slaying Sword in her hand, and carried the "Martial Arts Manual of Yue Fei," the "Nine Yin Manual," and the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" in her arms. She laughed loudly, "Xie Xun, you blind man, next time we meet, this humble nun will surely take your head! Hahahaha..."

"You old hag! Come back here! Come back here!" Xie Xun was so angry that his true energy surged wildly, and the surrounding mud, sand and gravel exploded, creating a terrifying scene.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! Ah—!!!!"

Chapter Nineteen: The Little White Snake

Early morning in the depths of the Kunlun Mountains.

Ling Chi lay on the edge of a cliff, peering down at the snow-white lotus flowers growing on the cliff face below, and a small white snake coiled on a small protruding rock nearby. Instinctively, he grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a ball, and threw it at the little white snake.

With a snap, the snowball hit the little white snake's body accurately.

"Hiss~~~~~~~"

The little white snake flicked its tongue, its eyes flashing with two fluorescent lights as it stared at the human who had poked his head out above it, and angrily spat out a mouthful of venom at him.

Ling Chi pulled his head back. The venom landed on the rock and actually melted part of it, sending up plumes of blue smoke.

What the hell!

Ling Chi was startled: What a potent snake venom!

The rocks have all melted; if they get on a person...

Ling Chi quickly retreated to a nearby cave to meet up with Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo.

The two little girls had just woken up and were boiling snow water in an iron pot. Seeing Ling Chi return, Xiao Zhao immediately ran over and hugged his arm, asking, "Daddy, where did you go? I didn't see you just now, I thought you'd been carried off by a tiger!"

Where did the tiger come from in the Kunlun Mountains? This little girl has learned to scare people.

“I saw a few snow lotuses on the cliff, but a white poisonous snake was guarding them, so Father came back.” Ling Chi rubbed her head, his hand covered in hair oil: “Xiao Zhao, you should wash your hair.”

Xiao Zhao blushed: "They've already boiled water, I'll wash in a bit."

Zhou Zhiruo touched her hair...it was time to wash it.

"It's been a while since I've had a bath." Ling Chi looked at the small cave and quickly found a rock that was over a meter high and protruded more than three meters outward.

Ling Chi smiled and said, "I have a solution."

Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo watched as Ling Chi drew his longsword, channeling his inner strength into the blade, and a foot-long stream of qi surged from it.

If martial arts practitioners saw this, they would be astonished.

Sword Qi!? (Baidu says: The panda is eating bamboo, search me to learn more (o'ω`o)丿)

……

Ling Chi cut the rock flat at a height of one meter, just like cutting tofu. Then he dug out a rectangular groove three meters long and two and a half meters wide. Finally, he made a small hole at the bottom, filled it with some gravel with coarse linen, tied it tightly, and plugged the hole. That's how a man-made bathtub was made.

"Father, is this a bathtub?" Xiao Zhao asked.

“Obviously.” Ling Chi smiled and said, “There’s plenty of snow on this mountain; once it melts, you can take a bath.”

"Father is so clever." Xiao Zhao's eyes lit up. They had been in the mountains for half a year. As they went deeper into the mountains, the water source became less and less. Although they could burn snow to drink water and clean their faces, she had not taken a bath for a month.

Although traveling is inconvenient in many ways, Xiao Zhao couldn't stand the lingering sour smell on her body any longer.

Xiao Zhao was happy, and Zhou Zhiruo was not much happier.