CFSMS -Chapter 158 Tired? Sleepy? Drink Rui Xue Iced Coffee

“Spread it around—Boss Lu is out of seclusion.”

“Pass it on—Boss Lu is out setting up her stall.”

“What? Boss Lu already sold out and packed up? Where? Where?”

……

Absurd rumors always spread like this.

The overly cautious Lu Wu stepped into the teleportation array under the residents’ expectant gazes.

“Bad news—Boss Lu’s stall failed. She and her little beast lover ran off with the money.”

At the very last moment, this was the rumor she heard.

Tianfo Temple was located deep within the mountain range, far from any city. The continuous range stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles and bordered Western Continent. The culture here was simple yet diverse.

Lu Wu appeared in a small town closest to Tianfo Temple without drawing much attention.

She wandered around the town with Da Huang and Huo Huo, casually purchasing ingredients along the way.

The system quest would begin tomorrow.

“Oh? Young lady, you’re from outside, aren’t you? Here for Tianfo Temple as well?”

A fruit vendor auntie, seeing Lu Wu’s unfamiliar face, boldly made a guess. After Lu Wu nodded, she smiled.

“Then your timing’s a bit unlucky.”

“For the next half month, Tianfo Temple will activate the Demon-Sealing Array. Within the array, spiritual power and storage bags won’t work.”

Seeing Lu Wu’s confused expression, the auntie patiently explained.

“It’s not a big deal. There’s a demon suppressed under that mountain, right? To ensure the safety of the Qingyuan World, Tianfo Temple activates the formation every year to suppress all spiritual items. Disciples of the temple go into the mountains to inspect the seal.”

“This is also to prevent those demonic outsiders from taking advantage.”

The origin of the Demon Suppression Mountain was no secret. The locals were very familiar with the story.

Lu Wu nodded in understanding.

So that meant Tianfo Temple really was quite responsible.

Then she thought of the unused giant wings stored in her cave treasure.

If storage bags were sealed, she’d have to push her stall up the mountain. Demon Suppression Mountain wasn’t exactly small—she’d probably die from exhaustion with her little arms and legs.

But if she installed those wings onto the stall, she’d have a flying stall.

“In that case… System, I misunderstood you. I apologize.”

Lu Wu sincerely apologized in her mind. The system, possibly still sulking, did not respond.

After wandering the market, Lu Wu also learned that a group of ascetic cultivators had arrived.

They came to climb the mountain on foot during the time when the formation suppressed all spiritual power, using it as training to temper both mind and body.

It was said that every year when the formation ended, some of these cultivators would undergo physical transcendence and achieve sudden enlightenment.

Those with exceptional Buddhist affinity would even be invited into Tianfo Temple as disciples.

Lu Wu had no interest in shaving her head and becoming a monk, but she listened carefully anyway—looking for potential customers for the next seven days.

The next day, before dawn, Lu Wu woke up.

She set off early toward Demon Suppression Mountain. The moment she stepped into the mountain range, she immediately felt her spiritual power being completely suppressed.

Fortunately, her body had already been tempered through several breakthroughs, so it was different from before.

Beside her floated a stall.

The giant wings were mounted on both sides of the stall, operating smoothly even in this spirit-null zone.

Perfect. Excellent.

Except…

Lu Wu looked up at the towering mountain that reached beyond sight, then looked down at her own long legs.

If she climbed that on foot, she would die.

“Old buddy, I’m counting on you.”

She firmly strapped a stool onto the stall and even added a safety harness.

Sitting down heavily, she snapped her fingers. The wings flapped, kicking up wind and dust—the stall lifted off the ground.

Seated on the chair, Lu Wu gripped the straps tightly, her heart trembling.

Without spiritual protection, the sensation of floating made her dizzy.

So she only controlled the wings to fly low, which gave her a sense of safety.

Today was the first day of the formation. At the foot of Demon Suppression Mountain, many ascetic cultivators had already gathered, silently taking their first steps.

They were detached from joy and sorrow, their faces calm and unmoving.

Among this group of ascetics, Lu Wu—sitting on a flying stall—stood out like a sore thumb.

Naturally, she attracted many gazes.

Those looks carried surprise and confusion, as if wondering how someone could be so opportunistic.

“Hello everyone~”

These were all future customers. Lu Wu greeted them from the air.

No one responded.

She suppressed her awkwardness and silently urged the wings to fly faster.

Social confidence really wasn’t her thing.

One ascetic wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at her back with cold eyes.

“Heretic.”

He muttered under his breath.

In his view, Lu Wu’s behavior was a blatant provocation to all ascetic cultivators.

Completely unaware of how badly she had started off, Lu Wu finally reached the mountain summit after half an hour.

A majestic Buddhist temple stood among the clouds, its red and gold architecture solemn yet auspicious, with carved beams and painted rafters.

Morning bells and evening drums.

A distant bell echoed from within the temple as disciples of Tianfo Temple began their morning lessons.

Without spiritual power, Lu Wu could only see faint silhouettes of towering pagodas and bell towers through the mist—vast and magnificent.

And this was only the tip of the iceberg.

As one of the major sects, the true Tianfo Temple had far more hidden within.

The temple gate opened with a creaking sound.

A young novice monk, still slightly drowsy, opened the door. Upon seeing Lu Wu and her glittering golden wings, his surprise was written all over his face.

He had never seen an item that still worked in a spirit-restricted zone.

Suspicion rose in his eyes.

In recent years, it wasn’t uncommon for people to try to release the demon being suppressed here.

All of them had been dealt with by the senior monks.

This person… could she be a cultist?

The young monk looked delicate and clean, with bright eyes and fair skin. So pure-looking that Lu Wu almost wanted to pinch his cheeks.

A sin. A sin.

After silently reciting this, Lu Wu set up her stall and hung up her banner:

“Tired? Sleepy? Drink Rui Xue Iced Coffee.”

The slogan made it obvious the system was still at it—still as absurd as ever.

Below it was the menu, a long list.

Overpowered Lemon Tea Left Overnight, Super Ultra Mega Delicious “Meow-Puff” Tea, Exploding Cheese Foam Strawberry Milk, Taro Boba Milk Tea…

In short, all kinds of popular milk tea Lu Wu had seen before.

“Little monk, want some milk tea?”

After arranging everything neatly, Lu Wu began her first customer solicitation.

However…

The young monk looked at the list of drinks—words he could understand but not comprehend—then at Lu Wu’s overly enthusiastic expression. His face grew even colder.

“Benefactor, this is the entrance of Tianfo Temple, not some unlawful place. Before doing anything, you should think carefully—so you don’t regret it later.”

After saying this, he quickly walked back into the temple.

He needed to report this immediately!

“Huh?”

Lu Wu, who had only been trying to sell milk tea, suddenly found her entire existence elevated to some moral philosophical debate.

She stood there blankly.

“I… don’t understand any of that.”