CFSMS -Chapter 224 Are you okay? If you are, have some cotton candy

By the shore, Lu Wu had been casting her fishing line for quite a while, but there was still no sign of a bite.

A breeze swept past, and she began to reflect.

“It must be the fishing rod’s fault.”

As a seasoned fishing expert, Lu Wu would absolutely never doubt her own skills.

Don’t ask—if you do, it’s definitely the equipment’s problem.

“System, can I return this within seven days for no reason? With return shipping insurance too.”

She asked with great confidence. If the system’s product quality was bad, why shouldn’t she be able to return it?

【Guess.】

As if you wish.

That cold, sarcastic reply from the system made Lu Wu pout.

“If you can’t do it, just say so. Why so fierce…”

Too weak to argue with the system, she was about to give up and reel in her line when the float suddenly dipped sharply.

“Chirp!”

Huo Huo, who had been dozing on Lu Wu’s head, suddenly widened its eyes.

A bite!

Lu Wu’s inner self was already rubbing its hands excitedly. With yesterday’s experience, she controlled her strength much better this time.

Feeling the pull from the rod, she knew this one was big.

“Get up here!”

She shouted with full momentum, pulling hard on the fishing rod.

Once—didn’t come up.

But giving up was not an option.

“Come on beasts! All of you, help!”

She hadn’t forgotten the principle that more beasts meant more power.

Seeing that Lu Wu finally called on them, the surrounding demon beasts swarmed in, each using all their strength to pull the fishing rod.

“Heave! Heave!”

Relieved, Lu Wu stood aside and cheered them on.

With beasts in action, success was guaranteed.

In the end, the fish couldn’t beat the combined strength from shore. The fishing line cut through the air like a streak of victory and landed on the beach.

Lu Wu leaned closer.

Good news: there was a catch.

Bad news: it was something strange again.

“This looks like a phoenix tree branch? Do phoenix trees grow in the sea?”

Truly bizarre.

The branch looked freshly cut—lush green, not like something that had been soaked underwater.

But after last night’s experience, Lu Wu calmly poked it a few times.

Something felt off.

Soft… almost like—

BANG!

A puff of white smoke burst out, and a transformation scene unfolded before her.

The branch turned into a beautiful young woman, now lying beside it, clothes slightly disheveled, clutching her chest with a furious, embarrassed expression.

“You—you shameless beast!”

Qi Jing shouted, her face completely red.

She had been underwater when she noticed something sparkling among the coral and thought it was a treasure.

She reached out—only to find it was a fish hook.

By the time she tried to leave, she somehow ended up grabbing it.

And then she couldn’t let go.

As the hook was pulled upward, she was dragged along with it.

She tried every method she knew, but nothing worked.

In desperation, she used a transformation spell to become a tree branch, hoping to be treated as sea debris and discarded.

Unfortunately, she panicked too much and transformed into a phoenix tree from her own courtyard.

And a freshly “living” one at that.

She thought she had fooled them—but Lu Wu didn’t play by common sense. She touched it.

And her incomplete transformation technique immediately failed under contact.

Thus, she was exposed.

“…Ahem. If I say it wasn’t intentional, do you believe me?”

Lu Wu laughed awkwardly, quickly pulling her hand away from the area below Qi Jing’s collarbone.

How was she supposed to know a tree branch would have something like that?

No wonder it felt quite nice.

Faced with Qi Jing’s red, furious glare, Lu Wu quickly changed the topic.

“Want to buy cotton candy? It’s tasty and won’t cause heatiness.”

“You okay? If you’re okay, have some cotton candy.”

“It’s almost spring—want to try the first cotton candy of spring?”

Her sales pitch came out smoothly, like a street vendor desperately promoting her stall.

Qi Jing’s expression darkened.

“Who would buy your food?”

She stood up, fixing her clothes and snorting coldly—but her eyes still drifted toward the stall.

Lu Wu hadn’t started work yet, so there was no sweet aroma in the air, and nothing could be judged from appearance alone.

But Qi Jing was suspicious.

She didn’t remember there being anyone like this among the disciples participating in this trial. Could this be some kind of sect test?

The surrounding demon beasts hadn’t dispersed yet, lingering around Lu Wu.

Though they looked lazy—licking paws, acting harmless—Qi Jing could clearly sense danger from them.

This person’s identity was definitely not simple.

Thinking this, Qi Jing changed her mind.

“I’m a bit hungry. Make me something to eat. If it tastes good, I’ll buy more.”

Even if this was a test, if the food wasn’t good, she would still scold them.

Opportunity flipped instantly—business arrived.

Lu Wu, who had just been disappointed, immediately perked up.

“Yes, right away!”

Customers were gods.

She snapped her fingers, and the glazed flame began working.

Sugar crystals fell, melted under high heat, and turned into rising strands of sugar.

With sharp reflexes, Lu Wu caught them on a bamboo stick.

Even Qi Jing couldn’t help but feel that the process was extraordinary.

Unaware of Qi Jing’s thoughts, Lu Wu focused entirely on making cotton candy.

A simple white sugar sphere gradually formed in her hands.

Countless fine sugar threads, seemingly chaotic yet actually orderly, wrapped together into a fluffy ball.

To make up for her earlier “offense,” she even added a dozen extra sugar crystals.

Under the moonlight, the cotton candy looked translucent and dreamy.

Its soft appearance reminded Qi Jing of her family’s cat ancestor—soft, fluffy, and inviting.

The delicate sugar threads looked like they would melt at a touch.

Her suspicion faded.

Food is judged by color, aroma, and taste.

Qi Jing sniffed the sweet air and began to anticipate it.

Color and aroma—passed.

Now, taste.

“Try it.”

Lu Wu handed her the cotton candy.

Though simple, this small treat was a childhood dream dessert for many.

One bite—sweetness spread to the heart.

A light caramel fragrance blended perfectly inside.

The sweetness was gentle; even though it was just sugar, it didn’t feel cloying at all.

The sugar threads melted instantly on the tongue—too fast to even catch.

To prolong the sweetness, Qi Jing lowered her head and took another bite.

“Mmm…”

The soft sweetness made her guard drop completely, her mind sinking into the little cloud of cotton candy.

How can something this small be so delicious?

This was Qi Jing’s thought—and also Ye Chi’s.

As a fellow disciple of the Rainbow Gate, he recognized Qi Jing, but had no intention of meeting her.

But fate was unpredictable.

Ye Chi watched the cotton candy through his divine sense, his eyes almost glued to it.