Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Ling Chi clicked his tongue twice. This ability to correct plot points is impressive, very impressive.

"It's already noon, and Wushuang hasn't come back for lunch. Is there any food in the ancient tomb?" Ling Chi asked.

"Wushuang and Shuang'er learned to cook. Lingbo would go down the mountain to buy supplies every month, and Wushuang would cook."

"..."

Ling Chi suddenly felt a bit angry. Lu Wushuang, that little brat, never cooks at home, but instead goes to cook for some wild boy. What a traitor, what an ingrate!

But never mind, in the original story, Lu Wushuang was already interested in Yang Guo, but Yang Guo had Xiaolongnu in his heart, which is why he sent her to Peach Blossom Island to live out her days with Cheng Ying. If this world's Lu Wushuang could win over Yang Guo, she would be spared a romantic entanglement.

"Could they have become a couple?" Ling Chi asked with a smile.

Little Dragon Girl shook her head: "I don't know."

Judging from her appearance, she probably didn't have any romantic feelings for Yang Guo.

“If that kid isn’t too bad, I’m fine with it,” Ling Chi said. “It’s rare for Wushuang to like a little boy. Although they’re both still young, it’s not impossible for them to get married in a few years.”

Little Dragon Girl looked at him and nodded: "Guo'er is alright. Although he's a bit slick, he's very handsome."

“…” Ling Chi sighed: “Being handsome means you die quickly!”

Little Dragon Girl: ???

"It's nothing." Ling Chi shook his head. He wasn't jealous of those handsome guys; he had his own charm. Though not stunning, he was pleasing to the eye, especially when he smiled...

That's what everyone says anyway.

"Brother, the wontons are ready." Shuang'er placed a steaming bowl of wontons in front of him and said, "Eat up!"

"You've worked hard, sit down and eat too!" Ling Chi said with a smile.

"Hmm." Shuang'er sat down next to him and handed him the vinegar bottle and chili sauce.

"Eat up! I can do it myself," Ling Chi said with a smile.

"Mmm." Shuang'er smiled, revealing her teeth, before lowering her head to eat.

It's a little chilly, but it's okay.

"..."

After finishing the wontons in a few bites, Xiaolongnu wiped her mouth and asked, "Brother Ling, where have you been these past two years?"

Chapter Ten: Slaughtering Ten Thousand is the Greatest Hero

"You might not believe it if I told you." Faced with Xiaolongnu's question, Ling Chi sighed, "I... went abroad."

"Out of the pot?" Little Dragon Girl asked blankly.

"Going abroad! Not 'coming out of the pot'." Ling Chi laughed and scolded, "All you know is eating, don't you even see how fat you've gotten?"

"..." Little Dragon Girl pinched her belly; it was soft and smooth, not fat at all!

"Alright, I was just kidding!" Ling Chi laughed. "You're not fat, you have a great figure."

"Hmm." Little Dragon Girl nodded: "And then?"

"..."

Girl, your thought process is so boring!

Ling Chi shook his head, no longer teasing her: "I have two things to do before I leave this time."

One task was to capture civets, and the other was to find coffee beans.

Finding the civet cat was easy; it took him two months, but he finally found it.

The difficult part is the coffee beans.

At this time, coffee beans had not yet been introduced to China. Zhu Fei's fleet, which sailed the world, did not bring back any coffee bean seeds, nor did he cultivate them on his farm. Most importantly, he didn't know the origin of coffee beans.

He looked at the civet cat, and the civet cat looked back at him; they remained silent.

……

Ling Chi, skilled and daring, released the civet cat and fled westward at breakneck speed.

By this time, the Mongol cavalry had reached Central Asia, leaving corpses strewn everywhere they went, a scene resembling hell on earth.

Ling Chi remained unmoved; as long as the Mongols didn't provoke him, he wouldn't bother with them.

And so he traveled through the destroyed Western Regions, through Central Asia, and into West Asia, where he found coffee beans in the relatively peaceful Arabian region.

At this time, the Arabs were systematically cultivating coffee beans, and in considerable quantities.

Ling Chi, like a blind man touching an elephant, negotiated with an Arab farmer using gestures and guesswork, and then traded a large cabbage for a dozen coffee bean seeds.

He took the coffee bean seeds to the farm to plant them and then left.

Two days later, looking at the dead seeds on the farm, he flew back to the Arab region from Central Asia with murderous intent, found the farmer, destroyed his coffee plantation, and directly uprooted a coffee tree from the ground and transplanted it into the farm.

That's not all; no one has ever been able to get away with lying to him.

He not only burned down the farmer's house, but also destroyed his various businesses, making sure that the bearded man would have to live on air from then on, before he was satisfied.

He then returned the way he came, but the journey back was far from peaceful.

He didn't want to provoke anyone, but someone did.

When he arrived in Central Asia, some Mongol cavalrymen saw that he had fair skin and tender flesh and actually wanted to take advantage of him.

This is truly intolerable!

Several Mongol cavalrymen were killed!

Just like in the martial arts world, beating the weak attracts the strong. The Mongols were in a period of rapid expansion, full of vigor and ambition; they were the ones killing others, and no one else could kill them.

Thus, the first cavalry regiment of a hundred men appeared, and then, they died!

The second cavalry regiment of a thousand men appeared... and died!

A cavalry regiment of ten thousand men was mobilized! Still… dead!

And then everything was fine.

Ling Chi killed tens of thousands of people in Central Asia, finally carving out a peaceful path home.

At that moment, he thought of a poem: "Killing one is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand is heroism."

Slaughtering nine million... Never mind, I just want to cook.

……

When he finally caught another civet cat, a year and eleven months had passed.

A month later, he successfully extracted the civet coffee, fulfilled Linghu Chong's request, and returned to Zhongnan Mountain.

……

After hearing Ling Chi's concise answer, Xiao Longnv was very surprised: "Brother Ling killed tens of thousands of Mongol soldiers?"

“Yes!” Ling Chi said, “I didn’t want to cause trouble, but the tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease.” Thinking of those few sleazy Mongol soldiers, Ling Chi was still furious: Want to take my brother? I’ll kill you!

"So Brother Ling's martial arts are so powerful." Xiaolongnu put herself in his shoes. If it were her, facing tens of thousands of Mongol cavalry, she would be lucky to escape, let alone kill them all.

An insurmountable barrier!

She realized that the gap between herself and Ling Chi was like an insurmountable chasm.

Actually, she was underestimating herself. Although Ling Chi's martial arts were superb, he was only one level higher than hers. He was able to kill tens of thousands of cavalrymen by cheating with meat buns, pancakes, guokui, liangpi, and stinky tofu...

Especially the stinky tofu. When he first brought it out, the stench overwhelmed many Mongol cavalrymen. Several hundred cavalrymen even vomited on their horses when they saw him 'eating shit'. The battlefield scene at that time was truly indescribable.

Don't ask, Ling Chi won't tell you.

Little Dragon Girl pursed her lips and said, "Brother Ling, can you teach me martial arts?"

"Teach you martial arts?" Seeing her serious expression, Ling Chi smiled and said, "Your Ancient Tomb Sect's martial arts are very powerful, there's no need for you to learn from me."

"..." Little Dragon Girl shook her head and said, "Our sect's strongest martial art is the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, but it requires two people..."

Thinking of certain scenes, Xiaolongnu blushed and whispered, "I can't practice alone."

The Little Dragon Girl's shy demeanor was so alluring, as if a fairy had descended to earth.

Ling Chi suddenly understood Zhen Zhibing a little. If it were him, seeing Xiaolongnu lying on the ground helplessly, he would also find it hard not to do something.

"Does Long'er want my help?" Ling Chi asked playfully, her heart pounding.

Xiaolongnu was silent for a moment, then looked at him very seriously and asked, "Brother Ling, do you like me?"

"I like it!" Ling Chi nodded. "Otherwise, why would we let you eat and drink for free all this time? Do you really think we're running a charity?"

"..."

Although she didn't know what charity meant, she could understand it from the words. Confirming that Ling Chi truly liked her, Xiaolongnu calmed down and asked, "Brother Ling, can you help me cultivate the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra?"

Kamo! Bibi!

Ling Chi smiled broadly: "It's my duty."

……

There's no rush to cultivate the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. Right now, Ling Chi's face darkened as he looked at Lu Wushuang returning from the Ancient Tomb: "You still know how to come back!"

"Huh!?" Lu Wushuang was stunned. She was initially happy to see Ling Chi return, but his gloomy appearance frightened her. "I... what happened to me?"

"Hmph!" Ling Chi said irritably, "Didn't you find yourself a little husband? If that's the case, why did you come back? Go find your little husband."

Lu Wushuang's face flushed red: "I...I...I...I don't have...I don't have any...husband." The more she spoke, the redder her face became. Although she was only an eleven-year-old girl, she had a bit of the shyness of a girl in love.

"..."

Girls in ancient times were too mature; even Ling Chi couldn't stand it.

"Tell me, have you taken a fancy to that kid?" Ling Chi asked.

"..." Lu Wushuang was at a loss for a long time, and finally lowered his head and softly hummed in agreement.

"..."

Ling Chi drew a kitchen knife from his waist: "Shuang'er, bring me my whetstone!"

"Huh!?" Lu Wushuang looked up: "What are you doing with that whetstone?"