After the Martial Alliance Leader and the Demonic Cult Leader Retired

Qiao Jiansong had served as martial arts alliance leader for many years. After faking an injury to retire, he married a man.

Qiao Jiansong was a master of both pen and sword, but he was so picky about food he could starve himself to death.

His husband's unparalleled cooking finally won over his palate.

Qiao Jiansong happily began his retirement, eating to his heart's content.

Tender chicken stewed with sweet, fresh bamboo shoots, pork knuckles in spicy sauce, rich but never greasy, fresh steamed sea bass, wild mushrooms from the woods, and roasted sweet potatoes from the fields...

Two crops a year, three meals a day, four seasons, five grains in abundance, and sixfold good fortune.

Beyond the martial world, there were no more troubles. When there was nothing to do, he could sleep the day away.

One day, he suddenly discovered that the calm, gentle fisherman at home was the leader of the Demonic Cult, his sworn enemy to the death.

Nan Linji had the finest cooking skills in the world. At least, that's what Qiao Jiansong thought.

Nan Linji himself thought his fishing skills were the finest in the world.

A bamboo rod, a thin line, some bait. Feel the breeze off the river, let your mind go still, and enjoy the peace and quiet.

What could be more interesting than fishing?

Why, fishing for his former nemesis and current husband, Qiao Jiansong.

For Nan Linji, the four greatest joys in life were fishing, fishing for Qiao Jiansong, watching Qiao Jiansong take the bait willingly, and cooking for Qiao Jiansong.

Retirement was beautiful and peaceful.

Then one day, trouble stirred in the martial world once more.

Word was that the Demonic Cult wanted its leader to come out of seclusion and take charge, while the Martial Arts Alliance wanted to ask Qiao Jiansong to come out of retirement and help.

Before they reached the former alliance leader's home, they ran into members of the Demonic Cult.

Both groups kept their guard up, covering their tracks and trying to mislead the other side.

And yet, they still bumped into each other at the gate of the same courtyard.

Before they could even knock, both groups saw the people they had come to invite walking out together, exchanging tender glances and laughing merrily.

The two groups had never been so perfectly in sync. They all shut their eyes at once.

Damn it, those two were supposed to be sworn enemies!

After retiring, he discovered that the man he'd once fought to the death was the kindred spirit of his life.

Reader's Guide:

1. The Demonic Cult leader gong, the ultimate fishless fisherman, x the righteous path's leading figure, an inventive foodie

A retirement story about a great hero who quits the martial world and spends his days farming and cooking with the Demonic Cult leader.

Marriage first, love later + food. No running a business, no making money.

2. The gong is a little twisted. He started fishing to cultivate his temperament, but later fell in love with it and took a more laid-back approach. A little bit of wall-loving. The shou is very much in love.

3. He will not come out of retirement to take up his old job again, not even if he dies. He'll be retired the whole time. His subordinates will retire with him too.

4. A prosperous fictional world. This story is meant to be relaxing. Some details are based on reality, and some may be made up, so don't take everything as fact. All ingredients are assumed to be available.

5. This is a new idea, replacing an old abandoned project. I'll start posting once I have enough chapters saved up.

6. I'll add more if I think of anything.

Premise: Life is just eating, drinking, and taking care of your basic needs. It's nice to take it easy.