118: Chapter 119 Who is the legal wife? Ji Linglong draws her sword with zero lock-on, and the gothic lolita challenges her to a cooking competition!

"Boom!"

Ji Linglong completely exploded.

As the number one beauty of the Taichu Realm, when had she ever been questioned about her figure?

"Monster! You're courting death!"

"Clang—"

A clear, ringing sword hum sounded.

Ji Linglong's natal Flying Sword—the Taichu Sword (a clone of it)—appeared out of thin air, hovering above her head, its tip pointing directly at the center of Zero's brow.

Golden sword energy flickered in and out, tearing the surrounding space to shreds, while the concrete floor was carved with deep gouges as if it were tofu.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you just because I don't have my physical body here? This clone is enough to slay you!"

[Is this your logic? Resorting to violence when you can't win an argument? Typical barbarian thinking.]

Red light flared in Zero's eyes, the halo behind her transformed into a serrated shape for combat mode, and the surrounding air began to ionize.

[Violent threat detected.]

[Self-defense counterattack program initiated.]

[All base weapon systems locked on!]

"Click, click, click—"

Hundreds of mechs, thousands of automated turrets, and even the satellites in the sky instantly locked onto Ji Linglong.

Countless red laser dots converged densely upon her, lighting her up like a disco dancer.

On one side was the law-based sword intent of the cultivation world, sharp and peerless.

On the other side was the fire control technology of a Level 4.5 civilization, precise and cold.

The two terrifying forces collided in the air, the "hissing" sound making everyone's teeth ache.

Jiang Chen, caught in the eye of the storm, felt like he was about to be torn apart.

On the left was his wife, and on the right was also his wife.

His left arm was pinched painfully (Ji Linglong's grip strength could crush refined steel), and his right arm was numb from electricity (Zero had controlled the voltage, but it was still quite intense).

"Stop! Stop for a second!"

Jiang Chen's survival instinct finally kicked in.

He took a deep breath and shouted in a tragic tone:

"You two! Can you please let go first?!"

"My arm... my arm is going to break! If I get torn in half, even if you each take a piece and try to stitch me back together, I won't survive!"

Hearing this, both of them froze simultaneously.

Ji Linglong subconsciously loosened her grip, a flash of concern in her eyes: "Husband, did I hurt you? It's all the fault of this monster's thick skin; when I exerted force..."

[Excuse.] Zero immediately retorted, [It is clearly you, a primitive organism, who does not understand how to control force. My force field is constant and will never damage Husband's soft tissue.]

Seeing they were about to start arguing again.

Jiang Chen quickly interjected: "Stop arguing! Listen to me!"

He looked at Ji Linglong on his left with a sincere gaze:

"Linglong, you traveled across realms to get here, you must be tired, right? Don't be angry; anger causes wrinkles... oh no, it affects your Dao heart!"

He then turned his head to look at Zero on his right, his tone gentle:

"Zero, you should calm down too. Didn't you say you were the most rational? Arguing with a... uh... guest who traveled from afar is so beneath you!"

"Guest?"

"Guest?"

Both women grabbed onto the keyword and asked simultaneously.

Ji Linglong sneered: "I am the rightful wife! She is a guest?"

Zero was expressionless: [According to Earth law, I already possess legal marriage registration data (although I hacked in to change it). Legally speaking, I am the first-priority spouse. You, an illegal immigrant without a household registration, are the guest.]

Jiang Chen: "..."

This conversation couldn't continue.

This was a death trap of a question!

Just as Jiang Chen was about to break down, Xue Youyou, who had been watching the drama from the side, finally finished that bucket of chicken legs.

She licked her fingers, walked over with a swagger, and said in a tone that showed she loved watching the chaos:

"Oh my, what are you arguing about?"

"If you ask me, since you both think you're so great, why not just have a competition?"

"Compete in what?" Ji Linglong and Zero looked at her simultaneously.

Xue Youyou rolled her eyes, revealing a devilish smile.

"Since you both want to be the head wife, you must be virtuous."

"My grandfather said, if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach."

"You two are so amazing, one can split space, the other can craft mechs by hand."

"Then... who can cook?"

These four simple words instantly froze the tense atmosphere.

Cook?

Ji Linglong was stunned. She was a high and mighty Saintess, having practiced fasting since childhood, eating only spiritual elixirs. Aside from alchemy, she had never even started a fire (except for fires used to kill people).

Zero also stalled. She was a light-brain, usually only "eating" electricity. In her view, cooking was just "the heating and chemical reaction of organic matter." Theoretically, it was simple, but in reality... she had never tried it.

"Ahem..."

Ji Linglong reacted first. To avoid losing face, she lifted her chin and said proudly:

"What a joke! I am the dignified Saintess of Taichu, a grandmaster of alchemy! What is difficult about mere mundane food? The pills I refine are fought over even by Tribulation Transcendence stage experts; cooking a meal is a piece of cake!"

[Logic holds.]

Zero was not to be outdone, data streams flashing rapidly across her eyes.

[Cooking is essentially the precise control of temperature, time, and ingredient ratios.]

[In this regard, no biological entity is more precise than me.]

[I can be precise to the microgram and millisecond. The food I produce will absolutely be a perfect work of nutrition.]

"Good!"

Xue Youyou clapped her hands, "Then it's settled!"

"The First 'Jiang Family Matriarch Competition', Round One: Cooking Battle!"

"Whoever makes food that Jiang Chen thinks is delicious wins a round!"

"The loser... goes to sleep on the sofa (or goes to charge) tonight!"

Jiang Chen looked at Xue Youyou, feeling incredibly moved.

What a good disciple!

She was saving his life!

As long as they weren't fighting, let alone eating dark cuisine, even if it were arsenic, he would accept it!

"I think that works!"

Jiang Chen quickly stated his position, "Uh... let's uphold the principle of 'friendship first, competition second.' It's mainly about the sentiment, right?"

"Hmph!"

Ji Linglong snorted coldly and put away the Taichu Sword.

"Compete it is! I shall now go and prepare a top-tier imperial dish from the Taichu Realm for my husband—[Dragon and Phoenix Auspiciousness]!"

"Husband, just you wait; I will let you know what true 'immortal flavor' is!"

[Challenge accepted.]

The nano-armor on Zero faded away, turning into a pink... maid outfit? (Although it was still a holographic projection).

[I will customize a perfect nutritional intake plan based on Husband's DNA sequence.]

[It is called—[Molecular Gastronomy].]

[The things that old antique makes will definitely exceed heavy metal limits. My scientific formula is safer.]

Watching the two women charge toward the cafeteria kitchen with murderous intent.

Lei Keming poked his head out of the air-raid shelter, looking at Jiang Chen with a face full of sympathy.

"Director Jiang... do you... have your stomach medicine?"

Jiang Chen rubbed his stomach and gave a wry smile.

"Old Lei, help me prepare two ambulances."

"One for diarrhea."

"One for food poisoning."

"Oh, and call the fire department."

"I'm afraid they'll blow up the kitchen."