CFSMS -Chapter 12 Above Heaven and Below Earth, Only the Bun Cult Shall Endure

Glancing at the buns in her hands, Lu Wu fell into thought before walking over to the wall and calling out.

“Grandpa Li, it’s Lu Wu. I made some new flavors today. Would you like to help me taste them and give me some pointers?”

She figured Grandpa Li was simply craving the buns but too embarrassed to admit it.

Ahem.

“Since Boss Lu insists, I’ll give them a try.”

His tone was reserved enough, but the moment the words left his mouth, the buns in Lu Wu’s hands vanished.

The speed of it suggested he was afraid she might change her mind.

Having only eaten two herself, Lu Wu pouted.

There was still one new flavor she hadn’t gotten to try.

A certified tool person.

On the other side of the courtyard wall, Grandpa Li randomly broke open a bun. Looking at the steaming filling inside, he didn’t even care that it might burn his mouth and devoured it in one go.

The beef was tender and juicy, not tough in the slightest.

Wrapped within the fluffy white dough, the rich aroma of fat was like a beauty hiding behind a pipa, revealing only a hint of herself. Only when the bun was torn apart and the juices flowed out could one catch a glimpse of her splendor.

Grandpa Li’s eyes immediately brightened.

The Spicy Beef Bun lived up to its name.

The moment it entered his stomach, he felt as though his entire body had caught fire.

As expected, it had the same effect as the Kidney-Tonic Bun.

Grandpa Li hurriedly circulated his cultivation technique to cool himself down.

He was a respectable man who never spent money in the pleasure quarters.

Absolutely not because the courtesans thought he was too old and frail, damaging his pride.

Having wolfed down the bun, Grandpa Li fanned his mouth with his hand.

His mood couldn’t have been better.

Then he bit into the Egg and Chive Bun.

Seeing that the chives remained vibrant green and juicy despite being cooked at high temperatures, Grandpa Li revealed a regretful expression.

If he were a few years younger, fueled by this surge of vigor, he would definitely go challenge those little temptresses from the Hehuan Sect to a grand battle.

Once again revitalized by the Egg and Chive Bun, Grandpa Li’s eyes filled with tears.

The Deadly Egg and Chive Bun truly was deadly.

He was old now.

He couldn’t compare to those young people anymore.

Otherwise, even if it cost him his life, he would—

Wiping away a bitter tear, Grandpa Li viciously bit into the Crab Roe Bun.

Crab meat, crab roe, and pork.

The combination of different textures exploded across his taste buds like fireworks.

The happiness brought by this single bite surpassed even the satisfaction he’d felt when suppressing the world and dominating all directions in his prime.

Grandpa Li felt as if his soul had been hooked away by the bun.

After swallowing the last mouthful, he saw some broth about to drip out and quickly opened his mouth to catch it.

Then he leaned closer and sucked up another mouthful.

The crab roe was unbelievably fresh.

It was so delicious he was about to fall in love with hairy crabs themselves.

Who could have imagined that beneath those hard shells lay such exquisite flavor?

Crab, your death was not in vain.

Immersed in the delicious food, Grandpa Li nearly forgot that someone next door was still waiting for his “guidance.”

The remaining buns were quickly annihilated.

Only after finishing them all and rubbing his satisfied stomach did Grandpa Li come back to his senses.

“At my age, and still so lacking in composure.”

Touching his flushed face, he silently scolded himself before raising his voice.

“Absolutely delicious, Xiao Lu. Thank you.”

“How many times in a lifetime can one taste such delicacies?”

“No need for pointers. Full marks.”

“My life has been worth living!”

“I can die without regrets now!”

The glowing praise left Lu Wu speechless.

Surely a few buns weren’t enough to make an old man see through the mortal world, right?

“As long as you like them.”

Lu Wu couldn’t figure out Grandpa Li’s background, but the old man had always treated her well and helped her greatly. She had planned to give him those buns from the start anyway.

After chatting with Grandpa Li for a while, Lu Wu glanced at the sky.

It was still early.

She simply dragged a lounge chair into the courtyard and basked in the sun. The warm sunlight made her feel pleasantly drowsy.

Taking out her One-Realm Communicator, she began scrolling through it.

The Qingyuan Realm never lacked fresh news.

Things like:

“Famous genius defeated by a dog; you’re worse than a dog.”

“Ancient ruin reveals mysterious species; disciples claim their eyes were violated.”

And—

“Sect Master caught stealing koi fish from a rival sect’s pond with a fishing net at midnight; nobody bailed him out.”

Lu Wu found the headlines utterly bizarre, but she read them with great enthusiasm.

The Qingyuan Realm was vast.

Little River Town was merely a remote corner of it.

The cultivators here were mostly at the bottom rung of society and could only use the One-Realm Communicator to watch the ever-changing tides of the cultivation world.

After browsing for a while, she entered the Little River Town section.

“Huh? Hidden Spirit Cult conspiracy exposed. A Venerable took action last night and destroyed an evil cult stronghold in Little River Town.”

Interested, Lu Wu opened the post.

According to the report, the Hidden Spirit Cult had secretly poisoned several boys and girls in an attempt to damage their spiritual roots.

Fortunately, a kind-hearted citizen had stepped in and cured the children before any lasting harm was done.

Their talent remained intact.

Lu Wu had heard of the Hidden Spirit Cult before.

It was one of the major evil sects in the Qingyuan Realm.

Its influence wasn’t particularly large, but it was like a stubborn patch of dog-skin plaster. Kill one group and another would appear. Like harvesting leeks, they could never be completely eradicated.

Their primary goal was to oppose the major sects of the Qingyuan Realm.

The annual Awakening Day was approaching.

Talented youngsters would soon be recruited into various sects, strengthening their forces.

Unable to confront the major sects directly, the cult instead tried to cut off their source of fresh talent.

A bit like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

What really intrigued Lu Wu was the identity of the Venerable and the helpful citizen.

Little River Town seemed to have an awful lot of hidden experts.

Fortunately, that meant her own safety was better protected.

Patting her chest, Lu Wu finally relaxed.

She was just an ordinary background character.

There was no way she was destined for a “trash rises to greatness” storyline.

Nor was she some hidden powerhouse pretending to be weak.

The protagonist’s spotlight definitely had nothing to do with her.

Scrolling further down, she noticed a brand-new post.

“Above Heaven and Below Earth, Only the Bun Cult Shall Endure.”

“Join our holy faith. Amen, amen.”

Lu Wu’s eyes widened.

The post originated from Little River Town itself.

Had another cult appeared already?

But why was it called the Bun Cult?

The name had absolutely no prestige.

Curling her lips, Lu Wu swiped past it and even gave it a dislike.

A cult with such a terrible name couldn’t possibly have any ambition.

It was probably filled with a bunch of soft buns.

At that very moment, in the neighboring courtyard, Grandpa Li was also browsing the One-Realm Communicator.

Looking at the rapidly growing Bun Cult, he nodded with great satisfaction.

This cult would become Boss Lu’s most loyal protector.

The first members would one day become the founding elders of the Bun Cult, expanding its influence and dedicating themselves to safeguarding Boss Lu’s safety.

To secure his position as the Bun Cult’s Grand Elder, Grandpa Li sent a message to the members.

As for who the cult leader was?

Naturally, it was Boss Lu herself—the Lu Wu who knew absolutely nothing about any of this.

“Announcement: Boss Lu’s buns have four new flavors today.”

“The taste… slurp… was so good I nearly had my soul leave my body and ascend to immortality.”

Grandpa Li let out a strange chuckle.

As the very first customer to experience such heavenly flavors, how could he not show off a little?

Otherwise, wouldn’t that be a disservice to his status?