That's Just How We Culinary Cultivators Are

At the grand contest of prodigies.

His opponent boasted with confidence: “This sword is called Ascend to Immortality. It weighs three hundred and fifty jin, and its blade is forged from a thousand-year-old ice that never melts, gathered ten thousand fathoms beneath the East Sea. It took eighty-one years to forge, and it is a superior-grade treasure! I salute you, fellow cultivator.”

Pei Chanxing: “This is the kitchen knife I sharpened last night.”

Opponent: “?”

Pei Chanxing: “This is the iron wok I replaced the day before yesterday.”

Opponent: “??”

Pei Chanxing: “The dish I’m making is, ”

His opponent, at the end of his patience, drew his sword with a furious shout and lunged right at him. “What kind of heretical trick is this? Take my sword!”

Pei Chanxing grabbed his opponent and refined him on the spot (cooked him), then slowly added: “, Sword Immortal (?)-style stir-fry.”

Opponent: “???”

The next moment, the dish was finished, and dazzling golden light shot straight into the heavens.

The crowd cried out: “What a blinding light! What happened?!”

Pei Chanxing, eyes sparkling: “It's only natural for a dish to glow. Thank you, fellow cultivator, for helping me break through!”

The cultivation world's crowd stared in a daze. “Huh?”

Wait, what???

That's so bizarre, unbelievably bizarre!

Are you a demonic cultivator?!

Pei Chanxing: “No, this is just how culinary cultivators are.”

[2025.7.5]

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A surreal, goofy cultivation story about a chef.

Theme: It's just cheese food.