CFSMS -Chapter 180 Villains Get What’s Coming to Them

“Ow…”

“Easy, easy! Don’t kick me there! My mother is still counting on me to carry on the family line!”

“Damn it, who’s tickling the soles of my feet? Big Brother, that’s too cruel! Ahahaha! I was wrong, I was wrong!”

The custodian screamed and wailed as he was beaten, occasionally bursting into laughter like a madman. Yet no one present felt the slightest sympathy for him.

The milk tea I resisted every temptation to save is gone, and you still have the nerve to cry?

“Shut up!”

In the end, someone stuffed a smelly sock into the custodian’s mouth, silencing his cries.

The toxic gas attack nearly knocked him unconscious.

Rolling his eyes, he went limp.

Thus, in the sacred Buddhist grounds of Tianfo Temple, dozens of people committed the violent act of collectively beating one man.

Some monks who had no idea what was happening initially tried to stop them. However, after hearing the full story, those same monks couldn’t resist adding a kick or two as they passed by.

The guy was just too shameless.

Too deserving of a beating.

After venting their frustration, the milk-tea-less customers wiped away tears from the corners of their eyes and looked at Lu Wu with pitiful expressions.

Lu Wu got the message.

The drama had been entertaining, and she truly sympathized with them.

Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do.

She raised her head and pointed at the queue stretching so far that its end couldn’t even be seen.

Her gesture clearly said: I’m helpless here.

The people already waiting in line would never allow the unlucky victims to cut ahead. In fact, they were enjoying the spectacle immensely.

After all, many customers had a habit of showing off. Once they got their milk tea, they would stroll from the front of the line all the way to the back while drinking it, deliberately flaunting it to everyone else.

People had long been itching to smack them.

Now that these show-offs had suffered “betrayal,” everyone was delighted.

With no alternatives, the unlucky victims could only accept their fate.

In the end, the custodian returned all the spirit stones he had been entrusted with.

The young man sat on the ground, rubbing his aching body and baring his teeth in a comically pained grimace.

Yet there was no regret in his eyes.

In fact, this had been his plan from the very beginning.

He had arrived too late. If he waited in line honestly, who knew when his turn would come? He might end up with nothing at all.

To guarantee he could drink milk tea, he had decided to take a risk.

After observing the situation for a long time, he had devised the ingenious strategy of becoming a “custodian.”

Sure enough, the customers had fallen for it.

And as a result, he had tasted every flavor of milk tea available that day.

His body was suffering, but his soul was fulfilled.

As for the spirit stones, they had only ever been bait. Returning them now didn’t hurt him in the slightest.

“Hiss!”

As he stood up, he sucked in a breath of pain.

Facing the mixed gazes of anger, admiration, and disbelief from the crowd, he lifted his chin proudly like a peacock displaying its feathers.

Though this peacock happened to be missing quite a few feathers.

After tidying his tattered clothes and smoothing down his patchy bird’s-nest hairstyle, he leisurely strolled past the customers who still hadn’t gotten their drinks.

“Brothers, today’s objective has been accomplished. I’ll be taking my leave first.”

As expected, shamelessness was difficult to cure.

To him, taking a beating in exchange for all that milk tea was an absolute bargain.

And before leaving, he just had to launch one final psychological attack on the people still standing in line.

His twisted sense of humor truly knew no bounds.

I wave my sleeves and leave, taking not a single cloud with me.

With such carefree thoughts in mind, the custodian walked to the edge of the mountain path.

Looking out over the rolling sea of clouds, he felt heroic inspiration surge through him and decided to compose a poem.

“Ah—”

He uttered the opening syllable while casually taking a step forward.

The next second—

“AAAAAH!”

The poetic opening instantly transformed into a scream.

At the same time, a series of rolling sounds echoed through the air.

Still dragging his battered body, he had failed to notice the height difference between the stone steps. His sore muscles couldn’t react in time when his foot landed awkwardly.

And so, in a perfectly dramatic twist, he tumbled right off the mountain path.

Only his lingering scream remained behind.

“Pfft!”

“Hahahaha!”

After a moment of stunned silence, the entire crowd burst into laughter.

“Serves you right! That’s what you get for showing off!”

The loudest laughter came from the customers whose milk tea had been stolen. The bitterness in their hearts instantly eased.

Stealing milk tea? Even heaven couldn’t stand watching anymore.

Villains truly got what was coming to them.

“Brother, may your journey be peaceful.”

Lu Wu witnessed the scene as well and silently offered a prayer.

Without spiritual power protecting his body, tumbling down a mountain path from that height would almost certainly leave him seriously injured.

As for this man’s unique talent for being infuriating, Lu Wu could only marvel at the incredible diversity of customer species.

[Ding!]

A notification arrived from the system.

Lu Wu checked it and discovered the mission had been completed.

Thanks to the overwhelming support of the customers, on only the third day of this stall event, she had once again finished the task ahead of schedule.

At the same time, a surge of pure spiritual energy poured into her body.

The energy circulated through her meridians, making Lu Wu narrow her eyes in comfort.

After the seaside stall event, she had already reached the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Now, she had leapt directly into the Golden Core realm.

For cultivators, reaching Golden Core represented a qualitative transformation.

Even within the Demon-Sealing Grand Array, she could feel changes emerging from the deepest parts of her flesh and blood.

A numb itch.

A tingling sensation.

Strangely satisfying.

However, those changes were quickly suppressed by the formation, preventing others from detecting them.

There was, however, one exception.

One particular individual noticed something.

He glanced at Lu Wu’s healthy, rosy complexion, then at the Ruyi Hairpin that never left her side.

A playful smile appeared on his face.

Removing the hood from his head, he revealed his entire face to the public.

At that moment, everyone could finally see him.

“Little girl, congratulations.”

The elder-like form of address caused Lu Wu to look toward the newcomer.

He was a stranger.

Yet the voice was very familiar.

After all, she had been forced into a dangerous adventure with him after work yesterday.

Fortunately, she had survived.

Otherwise, someone would probably be collecting her corpse right about now.

With Tianfo Temple standing nearby, Lu Wu felt considerably more confident.

She smiled and greeted him.

“Senior, you’re here. Today’s milk tea is ready. What would you like to drink?”

Her tone was perfectly normal.

At least, that was how she saw it.

To everyone else, however, the scene looked completely different.

It was far too intimate.

Most of the time, Boss Lu treated her customers with a sort of emotional cold violence.

When had she ever spoken to them in such a gentle voice?

Countless eyes immediately turned toward the pair.

People carefully examined Lu Wu and the mysterious customer, trying to determine their relationship.

Hmm…

Handsome appearance.

The aura of an expert.

A trace of wicked charm.

A man of this quality would be considered top-tier even in the Qingyuan World.

And exactly the sort of person who easily attracted inexperienced young women.

Looking at the black-clothed customer.

Then looking at Lu Wu.

They actually seemed pretty well matched.

Could it be…

Was Boss Lu about to get herself a husband?

And if that happened, would the customers—already ranking near the bottom of her priorities—be pushed even further down the list?

The thought of Boss Lu neglecting them for this future husband, perhaps even becoming so immersed in romance that she stopped focusing on food entirely, ignited a fire within their hearts.

The flames grew hotter and hotter.

No!

At that moment, malicious thoughts began surfacing in countless minds.

Boss Lu belonged to everyone.

No one was allowed to monopolize her.

Their overactive imaginations caused the crowd’s gazes toward the man in black to become increasingly dangerous.

Yet the man remained perfectly calm.

He paid no attention to the hostile customers surrounding him.

Because, from a biological standpoint, they weren’t even the same species.

Demons were born from heaven and earth.

Naturally formed and naturally raised.

At their core, they were simply mutated masses of spiritual energy.

He was not human.

Which meant—

He, the Demon Lord Gu Yan, had long since stopped being a human.