CFSMS -Chapter 10 These Days, Even Bun Recipes Have Thieves Coveting Them

With a single punch, dust billowed into the air and the ground cracked apart.

Just as everyone thought Big Yellow was doomed, barking suddenly rang out from the distance.

“Woof! Woof!”

Big Yellow’s eyes were full of disdain.

As Dog Overlord, it had long realized that this human was one of those sore losers who couldn’t accept defeat. It had already prepared its escape route.

As the Dog Emperor of Survival, all its strength existed for one purpose—staying alive.

“Woof!”

Human, victory belongs to this future Dog Emperor! We shall battle again another day!

After leaving behind its declaration, Big Yellow flicked its tail with the bearing of a victor and leisurely disappeared into an alley.

Thus, the battle between the Heaven’s Chosen One and Dog Overlord ended with the Heaven’s Chosen One suffering a crushing defeat—a truly lamentable outcome.

The crowd tactfully ignored Qin Zhan’s dark expression and burst into discussion.

“I didn’t imagine it, right? That dog was an intelligent demonic beast.”

“It is a demonic beast, though it probably only gained intelligence recently. Its cultivation can be ignored. But its intelligence is quite high, and it may possess some racial talents.”

Hearing this, Qin Zhan nodded in agreement.

Even if the yellow dog was a demonic beast, not every demonic beast could silently steal a bun right in front of him.

He wasn’t trying to save face.

After all, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator.

In the Qingyuan World, Qi Refinement was merely the first step on the path of cultivation.

Beyond Qi Refinement came Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Void Insight, Tribulation Crossing, and Grand Ascension.

At only a little over thirty years old, he had already reached the late Nascent Soul stage. With talent like his, he could genuinely be called a peerless genius anywhere in the Qingyuan World.

Rubbing his nose, Qin Zhan withdrew his aura.

Losing to a yellow dog today was something he absolutely refused to accept.

They would fight again another day.

And next time, he would reclaim his dignity.

Nom nom.

The young woman whose single bun had triggered an entire war hurriedly stuffed the other bun into her mouth to calm her nerves.

The spicy, numbing flavor instantly awakened her appetite.

The pig kidneys inside had been diced into small pieces. Their unique texture, soaked in chili oil, carried just the right amount of chewiness, making them irresistible.

Suppressing the urge to take huge bites, she carefully nibbled at the bun, determined to make it last as long as possible.

A blissful smile spread across her face.

Her eyes became dreamy with satisfaction.

She had eaten many buns before.

But she dared swear that this was the most delicious bun she had ever eaten in her entire life.

No exceptions.

【Friend, get to Little River Town immediately! I’ve discovered immortal-grade buns! They’re insanely delicious! Hurry!】

After sending the message, the girl noticed the jealous and resentful stares surrounding her.

A bunch of grown cultivators had already failed to win against a dog.

And now the person who had lost her bun was standing here happily eating another one.

Wasn’t this just rubbing salt into their wounds?

A true emotional execution.

Those murderous gazes—especially Qin Zhan’s aggrieved stare—made her shiver.

“Don’ steal mah bun!”

Covering her mouth, she spoke unclearly.

A row of black lines appeared on everyone’s foreheads.

If it had fallen on the ground, maybe.

But who would snatch food directly from someone else’s mouth?

They weren’t that desperate.

“Hehe!”

The girl revealed an innocent smile.

She really hadn’t meant it.

Behind the bun stall, Lu Wu, who could clearly see everything thanks to her newly acquired cultivation, finally withdrew her spectator’s gaze.

The moment she turned around, she met Grandpa Li’s equally unsatisfied expression.

One old man and one young woman exchanged a glance before breaking into smiles.

Not gonna lie.

That drama had been delicious.

And very filling.

After wiggling his eyebrows at Lu Wu, Grandpa Li immediately began typing on One Realm Connect.

《Heaven’s Chosen Battles Yellow Dog—Shock! The Victor Is Actually…》

Regardless of how badly Qin Zhan’s reputation would suffer afterward, Lu Wu felt completely relaxed now that the last steamer of buns had been sold.

“Boss Lu, see you tomorrow!”

“Boss Lu, make more tomorrow! If I can’t eat your buns, I’ll die!”

“My buns… Why was it sold out right when it was my turn? Waaaah…”

Lu Wu waved goodbye to the reluctant customers.

Instead of heading home, she turned toward a commercial street.

For cultivators, staying awake for several days and nights was nothing unusual. The concept of day and night hardly mattered.

Many businesses operated twenty-four hours a day.

Now that she had gained a tiny amount of cultivation, Lu Wu could finally buy the storage pouch and One Realm Connect device she had been eyeing for a long time.

After a satisfying shopping spree, she stuffed her bun cart into the storage pouch and began fiddling with her new One Realm Connect.

When she saw the familiar “Register Account” process, she became even more certain.

Someone from the same world as her had arrived here before.

The conveniences that senior had introduced to the Qingyuan World allowed Lu Wu to quickly learn how to use One Realm Connect.

“An Evil Cult Appears in Little River Town, Targeting Youths About to Awaken Their Talents. Is This the Collapse of Morality or the Distortion of Human Nature?”

She had just opened the post when it suddenly disappeared.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Wu stopped thinking about it.

The cultivation world was never peaceful.

Danger lurked everywhere.

All kinds of strange sects and cults existed.

But those matters were far removed from her.

If the sky collapsed, the tall people would hold it up first.

She was just a street vendor.

Surely those evil cults wouldn’t abandon their world-destroying schemes just to come steal her bun recipes, right?

Humming a tune, Lu Wu returned home.

After washing up, she sat on her bed and opened the system.

The first mission had already been completed, but seven days had not yet passed, so no new mission had appeared.

Instead, she opened the lottery interface.

“Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, please give me something amazing!”

After muttering a lengthy prayer, Lu Wu pressed the draw button.

In an instant, fireworks exploded across the system screen.

【Congratulations, Host. You have obtained the Spirit Artifact: Ruyi Hairpin.】

A jade-green hairpin appeared in Lu Wu’s hand.

It felt cool to the touch.

The translucent jade was flawless and warm in appearance.

The Ruyi Hairpin possessed no offensive abilities.

Its sole function was concealing one’s cultivation level.

Since Lu Wu’s cultivation method differed from ordinary cultivators, this item was actually quite useful for hiding the existence of the system.

After playing with it for a while, she happily drifted off to sleep.

The night deepened.

The alley where Lu Wu lived was exceptionally quiet.

At this hour, most households had already closed their doors and entered dreamland.

When the moon slipped behind the clouds, shadowy figures appeared around the alley.

They moved with clear purpose, gradually approaching Lu Wu’s small courtyard.

These people obviously belonged to the same organization.

Their movements were cautious and disciplined.

With Lu Wu’s meager cultivation, there was no way she could have noticed them.

“Move. Make sure she hands over the recipe.”

“Anyone who dares oppose our Hidden Spirit Cult deserves death.”

The Hidden Spirit Cult had spent enormous effort developing their poison.

How could a mere red bean bun possibly neutralize it?

There had to be a special detoxification formula involved.

They were determined to obtain it.

The leader waved his hand.

The others immediately sprang into action.

Just as they were about to push open the courtyard gate, a wave of spiritual energy erupted.

Boom!

Every single one of them was blasted backward.

“Argh!”

Several people slammed into nearby walls, their bodies aching all over.

Their miserable screams were somehow confined outside the courtyard.

The remaining members nervously scanned the surroundings, searching for the hidden enemy.

“May I ask which senior is present? Would you be willing to reveal yourself?”

The leader called out, his sharp eyes trying to locate whoever was concealed within the darkness.

The only response he received was a furious shout.

“Scram!”

Followed by countless slashes of spiritual energy.