CFSMS -Chapter 157 What flows in their bodies is not blood, but milk tea

“I’ll send you off, thousands of miles away…”

As the farewell song echoed, Lu Wu stood in front of the teleportation array, holding Da Huang’s leash, a bird perched on her head, waving at the “tool people.”

It was the second day after the banquet, and she was about to depart.

Meanwhile, each of the “tool people” had their own duties and couldn’t travel with Lu Wu for the time being.

“Boss Lu, you really can’t stay?”

Dan Hanzhi grabbed Lu Wu’s arm and gently swayed it, her bright face full of reluctance.

If Lu Wu had been a man, she might have softened. Unfortunately, she was straight.

“Really can’t.”

“We’ll meet again if fate allows.”

Lu Wu pulled her arm free and casually tried to comfort them.

Her tone was full of perfunctory ease. Qin Zhan blushed as he looked at her, almost on the verge of tears.

“Boss Lu… you have no heart.”

Don’t misunderstand—this wasn’t romantic sadness.

Earlier that morning, he had learned the truth: the “old geezer” had tricked him. Furious, he had tried to settle the score, only to be knocked down in one move.

The red mark on his face was proof of his bravery.

The tears were simply because the slap from the old geezer hurt too much—and couldn’t be healed by spiritual energy.

“Ahem…”

Seeing the “tool people” acting like they were parting for life and death, Lu Wu recovered a bit of conscience and took out prepared gifts.

“This is the flower tea I’ve made recently. For you.”

“See you next time.”

While everyone was still surprised by the farewell gift, Lu Wu grabbed the two little beasts and rushed into the teleportation array.

Time to go!

The flower tea was fragrant, but their hearts were empty.

Zhang Yue carefully stored the tea and glanced toward the hidden void spirit mark, a sly glint in her eyes.

She had left a ghostly tracking aura on Boss Lu. Once she finished her sect matters, she would go after her.

But since stalking was technically illegal, she decided she would atone by serving at Boss Lu’s side instead.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yunhe subtly loosened his fingers.

A faint powder drifted away in the wind.

When a divine healer had someone he wanted to keep close, he would use every possible method—just to leave behind a trace of his own aura.

Yet Lu Wu remained completely unaware.

A moment later, she stepped out of the teleportation array and stretched lazily, feeling the fresh air of Xiaohé Town.

“Back! Boss Lu is back!”

Someone shouted what was in her heart.

In the blink of an eye, people flooded the streets—including even some flower house girls who should have been asleep.

They surrounded Lu Wu, expressing how much they missed her.

“Boss Lu, you’ve been gone so long—my child hasn’t stopped crying the whole time. Luckily you’re back.”

Auntie, is your child made of water? Hasn’t it dried out yet?

“Boss Lu, you have no idea. Without you, I didn’t even have the energy to fool around with those dead ghosts.”

Lady, please speak properly—don’t be so handsy!

“Ahh, it smells so good. I feel full just breathing it in.”

Sir, Da Huang just farted—your taste is truly unique.

After great difficulty, Lu Wu finally squeezed herself out of the crowd.

This overwhelming “love” was too heavy for her to bear.

Returning to her long-absent courtyard, she felt nostalgic. Thanks to the formation, everything was still clean and tidy.

“Girl, welcome back.”

On the wall, Old Man Li appeared again—like a random system spawn.

Old Man Li was wearing his home cultivation outfit.

Lu Wu gave him a thumbs-up.

As expected of him—mysterious as ever.

After chatting for a while, Lu Wu lay on her bed and opened the system.

Rubbing her hands, she made another wish.

“System, I want to grow three heads and six arms.”

She had been envious of those tentacles she saw on the octopus takoyaki and the little princess.

The system: I am really not a wish-granting system.

Ignoring it, Lu Wu cleaned herself with a spell and pressed the draw button.

Draw—start!

A dazzling burst of light flooded her vision. She squinted and tried to see what came out.

After a while, the light faded.

In front of her was a pair of huge wings.

Her eyes lit up.

No three heads and six arms—but wings were fine too!

She reached out and touched them, and information on how to use them instantly entered her mind.

Simple: just attach them and they work.

And they functioned in all conditions.

But…

Who could tell her why these wings weren’t meant for people—but for inanimate objects?

“System, did you give me the wrong reward?”

Lu Wu straightened up and questioned it.

The system replied with a single cold word:

【No.】

Fine. Cold as ever.

And completely infuriating.

The golden wings, three meters wide, were soft and beautiful—but she could only look at them, not use them.

She stored them in her inner world.

Then she fed her recent harvest from the Abyssal Sea City into her inner domain. After a tremor, nothing changed.

It seemed the road to a higher-level inner world was still far away.

After repeated setbacks, Lu Wu decided to lie flat.

The system, however, was unmoved. After three days of her laziness, it issued a new mission.

【Mission: Sell 2,500 cups of milk tea within seven days.】

【Location: Peak of Demon Suppression Mountain】

【Time: 07:00–11:00 (Chen hour to Si hour)】

Morning seven to eleven—early, but manageable.

And the reward was milk tea.

Lu Wu instantly revived.

A modern youth was basically raised on milk tea.

What flowed in their bodies was not blood—it was milk tea.

As for Demon Suppression Mountain, she had heard of it.

During the Heavenly Pride Tournament in Abyssal Sea City, one of the sects—Heavenly Buddha Temple—was located there.

She opened the “Realm Connect” search tool and looked it up.

Legend said that long ago, a great demon tried to sacrifice the entire world. His slaughter turned lands into seas of corpses.

A Buddhist master eventually suppressed him beneath a mountain. To prevent his return, a temple was built there.

Over time, it became the present-day Heavenly Buddha Temple.

Simple words carried an ancient, heavy history.

To this day, the disciples of the Heavenly Buddha Temple had guarded Demon Suppression Mountain for thousands of years.

That alone was worthy of admiration.

Having confirmed the location, Lu Wu prepared to set out.

The courtyard gate closed behind her.

As she walked out of the alley, passersby glanced at her from a distance, whispering among themselves.

Were they gossiping about her?

With a fragile heart, Lu Wu decided to eavesdrop.

She cast a listening spell on her ears and caught their conversation…