CFSMS -Chapter 136 Before Setting Off, Have a Small Pancake

Rubbing her overstuffed belly, Wu Yan looked at Lu Wu, who was chatting casually with the customers, and a different light appeared in her eyes.

She understood it now!

She was going to become her own “big female protagonist” just like Boss Lu.

Others couldn’t be relied on—she had to rise on her own.

Rather than pleasing others, it was better to please herself.

Starting today, she would work hard and walk the path of a counterattack in life.

“Boss Lu, thank you.”

Grabbing Lu Wu’s hand, Wu Yan thanked her. Before Lu Wu could even process what was happening, Wu Yan strode off with great momentum and returned to cultivate.

Huh?

Lu Wu, who had a system cheat, Old Li next door, and a bunch of tool people under her: In the past I was naive and ignorant. Now I just want to say—relying on others feels amazing.

“Closing the stall!”

The moment Lu Wu shouted this, the customers were moved to tears.

“Boss Lu, see you next time!”

They had all come to understand one thing—Boss Lu’s stall location was completely random. You simply couldn’t ask where she would appear next.

“Until we meet again, Boss Lu.”

The customers said their reluctant goodbyes. Lu Wu packed up her stall, waved with a smile, and turned back into Xiao Hai Village.

At this moment, a barrier had been set up around the village—outsiders couldn’t enter, and ghosts inside couldn’t leave.

“Boss Lu, over here!”

Zhang Yue waved, signaling Lu Wu to come over.

In Xiao Hai Village stood an ancient tree. All the villagers had gathered beneath it, warmly and gratefully greeting Lu Wu.

“Boss Lu, thank you for the pancakes!”

“The pancakes were so good. Next time, if you make something tasty, can you burn paper to tell us?”

“Boss Lu, I’m about to die—can you give me one more pancake?”

Faced with these requests, Lu Wu actually pulled out pancakes and handed one to each of them. It was her final gift to the villagers.

The villagers were stunned.

So Boss Lu learned to hoard supplies now—you’re actually such a good person?!

Holding their pancakes, the villagers stood in neat rows while Zhang Yue carved formation patterns beneath their feet.

Arcane runes flowed through the formation, glowing faintly.

Lu Wu watched in awe she didn’t fully understand.

The villagers ate their pancakes while saying their final farewells to friends and family.

“Cheng Yang, kid, when you go down there remember to bring your brain. Otherwise, if you offend the King of Hell, you might get punished to be a beast in your next life!”

Uncle Hua slapped Cheng Yang lightly on the head.

He rubbed Cheng Yang’s hair, his eyes red.

“Okay,” Cheng Yang replied in a muffled voice.

He lowered his head, listening to the elders’ last advice.

He was an orphan, raised by the whole village.

Without Xiao Hai Village, he would have died long ago.

He had no parents—but also many parents.

So he wasn’t really an orphan.

“Husband, why are you crying? It’s just reincarnation. We’ll meet again in eighteen years.”

“Wife, wait for me in the next life!”

“Get lost! I’ve had enough of you in this life—I’m picking a prettier man next life!”

“No way! I won’t allow it!”

At the moment of parting, many tried to use jokes to ease the sorrow.

Standing at the edge, Lu Wu watched the villagers crying and laughing at the same time. She blinked and lightly brushed the corner of her eye.

“Time’s almost up.”

After a long while, Zhang Yue finally spoke.

“Everyone, time to go!”

Uncle Xia shouted loudly. As the formation burst into brilliant light, he threw out paper money.

On the distant altar, incense spontaneously ignited.

Wisps of smoke drifted toward the villagers, becoming guiding paths leading them toward the world of the dead.

Zhang Yue pressed her hands together, lowering her eyes as she chanted:

“At that time, the Savior Heavenly Venerable fills the ten directions of the world…”

This was the Taishang Dongxuan Lingbao Salvation Sutra, used to guide souls and grant liberation.

As the chanting echoed, green smoke filled the sky above Xiao Hai Village.

The villagers’ bodies gradually turned transparent.

In a daze, Lu Wu seemed to hear the faint sound of chains.

She quietly followed Zhang Yue and recited the scripture in her heart.

“Go well.”

A sincere blessing drifted into the wind.

When the last villager vanished, Uncle Xia’s walking stick fell to the ground.

Lu Wu picked it up and handed it back.

“I’m old now… useless,” Uncle Xia sighed, his gray eyes filled with sorrow.

Lu Wu could faintly sense his life force—he was nearing the end.

“They’ve gone. I should follow too.”

He spoke calmly, then turned and walked back alone.

His lonely silhouette stretched long. The once lively village fell silent—utterly still, like death itself.

“Don’t worry. The city lord has arranged everything. They’ll be buried together,” Zhang Yue comforted her.

Lu Wu nodded and walked out with her.

When they stepped outside and looked back, the village that had once been full of warmth and smoke-like vitality shattered like an illusion.

What remained was nothing but ten-year-old ruins—decayed and desolate.

This was the true Xiao Hai Village.

Seeing Lu Wu silent, Zhang Yue thought she was upset.

“Boss Lu, don’t be sad. They lived without doing evil. Their souls will have good destinations.”

Not to mention—they had all been purified by those pancakes.

Pure and clean.

They would all be blessed in the next life.

“Huh? I’m not sad,” Lu Wu said, snapping back.

“I just suddenly realized my customers are actually a bunch of ghosts.”

Her business was really broad—humans, beasts, and ghosts included.

Thinking about it made it kind of… exciting.

Seeing her recover so quickly, Zhang Yue smiled.

She fell slightly behind, quietly watching Lu Wu’s back, narrowing her eyes.

Boss Lu probably didn’t know—her soul’s color was as radiant as golden pancakes, dazzling like the sun. So beautiful.

After finishing her tasks, Lu Wu was pulled to watch the Heavenly Genius Tournament again—and discovered she might have some prophetic talent.

The “main character seed” she had previously favored had now reached the top ten.

Even geniuses from major sects were being outperformed.

She finally learned her name: Lin Shuang.

See? That name just sounded like a proper solo female protagonist.

“Go! Go!”

Lu Wu cheered for Lin Shuang.

Her voice was drowned in the crowd, but Lin Shuang’s opponent still heard it.

He was a disciple of the local sect Bi Hai Tower in Yu Hai City, named Cui Zong, also a top contender for the championship.

But more importantly, he was a member of the “Baozi Sect.”

Hearing Lu Wu cheering, Cui Zong instantly thought the sect leader was supporting him.

He immediately got hyped up like he was injected with adrenaline.

“Come!”

He stood with his hands behind his back, adopting an expert demeanor, challenging Lin Shuang.

He would prove that Boss Lu’s judgment was correct!

And then…

“Lin Shuang, go for it!”

From Lu Wu’s mouth came the opponent’s name instead.

Crack…

Cui Zong heard something break.

He looked down.

Oh.

It was his worthless little heart.