CFSMS -Chapter 197 If You Can’t Even Protect a Rabbit Head, How Can You Protect Me?

“Waaah, waaah…”

A crowd of demonic beasts surrounded Lu Wu, putting on a tearful performance worthy of extinction-level drama.

Only then did Lu Wu realize that her customers, regardless of race, were all crybabies and drama queens.

Fortunately, her Dao heart had already been tempered. Even when facing a pile of fluffy creatures—

Suddenly, a furry tail slipped through her palm.

That texture. That softness.

Fine. She couldn’t resist.

“Then stay farther away.”

Lu Wu could only surrender, signaling for the beasts to hide in the forest behind her so they wouldn’t have to interact with the cultivators at close range.

Not every beast feared humans, however. In the end, many fluffy creatures remained by Lu Wu’s side, glaring fiercely at the Divine Spear Sect disciples who had reappeared.

The beasts’ eyes were vicious and intimidating, silently warning the spear cultivators not to touch their Rabbit Lu Wu.

Boss Lu’s bodyguard team had gained even more members.

“Boss Lu, hello.”

After glancing at the beasts’ protective postures, the elder greeted Lu Wu with a cheerful smile.

He had overheard her conversation with the beasts.

As expected, outstanding people always had outstanding names.

“Hello. Want to buy rabbit heads?”

Unaware of the compliments he was showering upon her internally, Lu Wu rubbed her hands together and looked at the group expectantly.

She had assumed she wouldn’t see another human before the task deadline expired. Who knew human cultivators would arrive so quickly?

If this had been before, the elder would certainly have declared that important business came first.

But now, both his body and soul were screaming:

I want to eat!

“Yes. I’d like two rabbit heads.”

The elder stood with his hands behind his back, maintaining the demeanor of a great master. He had expected Lu Wu to ask about his background so he could reveal his identity as an elder of the Divine Spear Sect and wait for her astonished reaction.

But Lu Wu?

She grabbed a shovel, wrapped two rabbit heads in oil paper, and handed them over.

“Twenty low-grade spirit stones total. Thank you for your patronage.”

She flashed the standard smile of the service industry and waited for payment.

A trace of vigilance lingered in her eyes.

A well-organized group appearing out of nowhere in such a remote place? They might be criminals.

Tomb robbers, perhaps.

Wasn’t it always said that deep mountains hid ancient tombs?

And this was the Qingyuan World. Maybe there really was some immortal’s tomb nearby.

According to the usual plot progression, certain villains would obtain information about the tomb first and try to monopolize it, only to discover the secret had already leaked, attracting numerous outsiders.

A massive battle would follow.

Then the protagonist would make a grand entrance and reap the benefits as the fisherman.

Having already arranged the future plot in her head, Lu Wu saw the elder give her a complicated look before taking out the spirit stones.

The elder’s feelings were mixed.

He was an elder of the mighty Divine Spear Sect.

How had he become a petty thief in this little girl’s eyes?

That suspicious gaze hurt.

Recruiting her as a disciple would have to wait. Only after displaying his divine abilities could he convince her.

With that thought, the elder absentmindedly took a bite of the rabbit head.

“Hiss!”

Completely unprepared, he let out a cry when the chili peppers launched their all-out assault inside his mouth.

His senses were instantly stimulated to their limits.

His taste buds operated at maximum power.

Before he could even exhale, the rushing wave of spicy fragrance left him dizzy.

Spicy.

Painful.

But…

So fragrant.

His lips burned, yet his hand couldn’t stop bringing the rabbit head back to his mouth.

The tender rabbit meat entered his mouth, exploding with rich fatty aroma.

That flavor surpassed everything the elder had known before.

Determined not to waste a single part, he cracked open the bones and swept every inch of the skull clean with his tongue.

The braising sauce had fully penetrated the meat.

Whether it was the softness of the rabbit flesh or the delicate texture of the brain, every bite brought supreme enjoyment.

Crack! Crack!

Red chili oil splattered everywhere under the elder’s enthusiastic assault, staining his white robes.

His spotless white garments were no longer pure.

The elder didn’t care in the slightest.

He sucked in a breath, grinning from the heat. Dense beads of sweat formed across his forehead.

Wiping them away with his sleeve, he continued fighting.

At first, he still maintained some dignity while eating.

Later, he looked as though he wanted to suck every crack in the bones clean.

The way he left not a shred of meat behind was truly abstract.

The disciples waiting behind him stared with fresh eyes, as if saying:

“So this is what our elder is really like.”

Yet once they tasted the rabbit heads themselves, they understood a profound truth:

Your elder would always be your elder.

Beside the stall, the disciples started out eating politely, taking small bites while standing.

Before long, they had rolled up their sleeves, squatted on the ground, and buried themselves in the task.

They ate with complete focus.

Lu Wu even noticed a young couple among them.

At first, they fed each other bites, acting all lovey-dovey.

But later, the male cultivator became dissatisfied with how slowly the girl was eating.

Turning his back on her, he sulked while stuffing a rabbit head that belonged to her into his robe, wrapped in oil paper.

Clearly, he intended to keep it all for himself.

The girl exploded.

She leaped up and kicked him straight into the ground.

Then she pounced on him like a hungry tiger, sitting on top of him and engaging in close-quarters combat with her greasy hands.

“Stop fighting! Please stop fighting!”

The man covered his head and cried out while dodging attacks.

The girl refused to let up.

Eventually, he lost patience and started fighting back.

A full-blown brawl began.

What surprised Lu Wu was that the woman ultimately won.

Well…

Her cultivation was higher.

She suppressed him through sheer force.

The surrounding disciples made no effort to stop them. Instead, they treated the fight as entertainment while eating, watching without blinking.

Although the battle hadn’t damaged the man’s cultivation foundation, the bruises on his otherwise handsome face mixed with the red chili oil, turning him into something resembling a paint palette.

It was quite the spectacle.

Lu Wu looked at her own early Golden Core cultivation, then at the crowd of mostly Foundation Establishment disciples before her.

Only then did she realize she was actually somewhat important now.

As expected.

Personal strength was king.

Otherwise, in the end, you wouldn’t even be able to protect a single rabbit head.

“Boss Lu…”

The male cultivator approached her pitifully, raising his swollen face.

Unfortunately, the trendy panda eyes and puffy eyelids made it impossible for Lu Wu to read his expression.

But she understood customers.

“The rabbit heads are sold out.”

She pointed at the large pot.

Only a little braising sauce remained.

To prove she wasn’t lying, she even stirred the pot with her shovel to show that no rabbit heads were hiding inside.

“How can this be?”

The male cultivator cried.

Tears of humiliation streamed from his eyes, rolling down his swollen cheeks. Mixed with the blood at the corners of his mouth, they turned pale red before dripping onto the stall.

A true combination technique of blood and tears.

Even Lu Wu couldn’t bear to look.

Brother, you’re really miserable.

But I’m genuinely out.

“Waaah!”

Having lost both his girlfriend and his rabbit head, the male cultivator finally broke down completely.

His earth-shaking sobs echoed through the mountains.

From the forest came countless cries and calls.

The gossip-loving demonic beasts were laughing at him.